Then I'll Become One
Unexpectedly, Dugu Yan's room was a complete mess, nothing like what one would expect from a girl's room.
There were no clothes strewn chaotically in every corner, but the bedding on the bed was piled up in disarray. Various cosmetics were scattered across the dressing table, making precious room for a plate piled with pastries.
On the bookshelf beside it, books were stacked sideways into several separate piles. The desk held high-quality brushes and ink, as well as expensive drawing paper.
Though it looked rather refined, the sandalwood desk and drawing paper were covered in quite a few spilled ink stains. Every one of them suggested that their owner had no real idea how to use such things.
By all rights, given Dugu Yan's status, shouldn't there have been servants specifically assigned to clean her room? Could it be that she managed to turn everything into a mess shortly after every cleaning?
Judging from her appearance, there was absolutely no sign of it.
Dugu Yan herself did not seem to think anything was wrong. Seeing Chen Ming's puzzled gaze, she casually explained.
"I don't really like outsiders entering my room. I don't even want the household servants coming in, so not long after I awakened my Martial Soul, I started learning to clean my room myself."
The moment she finished speaking, Dugu Yan froze. She realized her words seemed rather ambiguous.
"I mean... you're not an outsider... No, that's not... Anyway..."
Dugu Yan tried to explain herself, her words becoming increasingly incoherent. After stammering for a long while, she ultimately gave up trying to defend herself and lowered her head like an ostrich.
"Sit here for a moment. I'll go clean up."
Dugu Yan pressed Chen Ming onto a stool beside him, then pulled an iron