Su Duan washed himself independently.

Because he was personally brought back by the master of the mansion, and had obvious double black characteristics, he was clearly not an ordinary slave used for work.

Although there was no such precedent, considering the attitude of His Highness the Prince, the butler still let Su Duan go to a separate small pool to take a fragrant bath, and prepared comfortable and soft clothes for him, slightly revealing his slender figure, making him look extremely delectable.

His appearance was not particularly outstanding, with the biggest feature probably being his clean and delicate look, but it gave people a very comfortable feeling, making it hard to take one's eyes off him after looking for a while.

Dressed in new clothes, Su Duan was brought by the butler to Audrose's study.

After the butler brought him in, he was waved away by the master of the study, leaving only him and Audrose in the study that was as cold and hard as its owner's style.

Audrose had already taken off the black cloak he was wearing just now, and was wearing a white stand-collar shirt with black gem buttons meticulously fastened all the way to the top, his obvious muscles and strong physique vaguely visible under the shirt.

Su Duan's eyes swept over his body. Although he had already determined Audrose's identity, this body was still completely unfamiliar to him.

It seemed to be taller and more muscular than in the previous world, Su Duan thought worriedly, not knowing if the little flower would also be a bit bigger?

When Qin Zhi was giving him pollen in the previous world, he already felt very tired. If the little flower was bigger, uh, he might not be able to handle it...

Seeing the little slave's eyes darting around his body, Audrose slightly frowned.

He was not unfamiliar with this kind of gaze that swept over his entire body and occasionally lingered on certain key parts. Many slaves and noble ladies had looked at him like this, some more covertly, some more unscrupulously.

Audrose did not like this kind of gaze with obvious meaning. He usually warned the other party with spiritual power, and the other party would often turn pale and withdraw their gaze, not daring to look at him improperly again.

But when the person doing this became his newly bought little slave, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Firstly, because black-haired and black-eyed people belonged to the unevolved population with very low spiritual power development, their fragile brain domains could hardly withstand attacks from evolved spiritual power and were prone to damage. In fact, such things were not uncommon, and news of unevolved people becoming idiotic or even brain dead after being attacked by evolved people's spiritual power often appeared in public view.

Although the strength of just a warning was not heavy, and he had very precise control over his spiritual power, having warned unevolved ordinary people with spiritual power countless times with no irreversible sequelae except for a headache for a while as proven by practice, he still didn't dare to easily try it on the little slave.

He certainly didn't want his little slave that he bought at a high price to become an idiot.

Secondly, the little slave's gaze towards him didn't make him feel uncomfortable. Although the behavior could be called disrespectful, the eyes were oddly clean, not avoiding or dodging when caught by him, and even pursing the corners of his lips to give him a very faint smile.

Like a little child caught peeking at candy.

So Audrose paused, pretending not to notice the little slave's gaze, and said to him the first sentence after returning home: "Do you have a name?"

Worried that the little slave might not understand the interstellar common language, he deliberately slowed down his tone.

The little slave replied, "Yes, my name is Su Duan."

This was the first sentence the little slave said to him since they met. Before that, he had only heard soft sobs, occasionally interspersed with a few aggrieved hiccups.

The little slave's voice was very clear, with a bit of not yet completely faded boyish timbre. When it fell softly, it was like a soft feather that people were reluctant to brush away.

Audrose paused and said, "My name is Audrose Felton, and I am your master."

Su Duan nodded, "Mm-hmm." He knew that he was now Audrose's slave.

For some reason, when he heard Audrose say "your master", he suddenly felt his cheeks getting a little hot, and habitually rubbed his face lightly with the back of his hand.

Although he was quite unlucky in terms of transformation, he was quite lucky in other aspects. Although his strength was not high, he had never been caught by anyone, had never become anyone's property, and had never called anyone master.

When the back of his hand rubbed against his cheek, Su Duan felt the heat on his face and found it a bit difficult to say that title.

When Qin Zhi was his servant and called him master in the previous world, did he feel the same way?

Su Duan suddenly wanted to ask his lover about his feelings, but obviously in this world, Audrose had already lost his previous memories and only retained some intuition, so he couldn't get an answer to this question for now.

Just as he was about to put his arm down, Audrose, who was originally sitting in a standard posture on a silver chair, suddenly moved his body, stretched out his long arm to grab his forearm, and pulled him forward.

Su Duan stared at him blankly, not understanding if he had done something wrong.

Under Su Duan's somewhat dazed gaze, Audrose used his other hand to fold up his cuff, revealing the back of his hand and slender wrist that were partially covered.

On the wrist, there were several obvious red marks, and some places even had faint bloodstains.

Audrose put down this arm of his and went to fold the cuff of his other arm.

Sure enough, on the other wrist, there were similar marks.

Although he didn't go to check, it was likely that the little slave's ankles would also have the same marks.

These were obviously marks rubbed by shackles, not too serious, and would heal on their own in a couple of days if left alone. Audrose had suffered many injuries on the battlefield that were many times more severe than this, rarely even frowning.

But when they were imprinted on the little slave's delicate and fair wrists, they looked exceptionally striking.

As if something was touched, his heart suddenly twitched, and Audrose suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity, as if in a time too long ago to remember clearly, there was also such a person, with red and purple bruises on his delicate and tender skin, standing there looking at him blankly and innocently, with wet marks on his body.

A nameless sense of guilt emerged... Were those injuries his doing?

However, these images only flashed for less than one ten-millionth of a second, a duration even smaller than the lower limit of high-level spiritual perception. Before Audrose could see their appearance, they had already vanished without a trace.

Looking at these glaring marks, Audrose only wanted to strangle the neck of that slave trader who had brutally treated the little slave.

This nearly brutal thought instantly filled his mind, driving away all his reason. Just as he had almost lifted his buttocks from the chair, he suddenly woke up with a start.

What was he thinking just now? Killing a merchant protected by imperial law for the sake of a slave?

Even if he had the immunity of a royal family member and wouldn't have to bear responsibility for it, the impact would undoubtedly be very negative. While he was a member of the royal family, he was also an imperial marshal and equally responsible for the military's image.

Even if he wanted to do something... it had to be arranged more meticulously, not just based on an impulse.

But these were not the main issues.

Carefully touching around the little slave's wrist injuries with his thumb, His Highness the Prince finally noticed that something was wrong with himself.

He was a person with very thin emotions. He had hardly experienced any major emotional fluctuations growing up, had no particularly close companions, and no people or things he particularly cared about. Even when his mother the Empress was seriously ill and passed away, the grief he showed was so stingy it could be counted on one hand.

But now, within just a few short hours, he had become agitated again and again because of this little slave, doing many things he would never have done before.

If he hadn't confirmed that this little slave called Su Duan was a pure, unevolved human race, he would almost suspect that the other party had used some ability on him.

......

[Ding, the healing value of the healing target Audrose has increased by 5. The current total healing value of the healing target is 10. Host, please keep up the good work!]

With his arm still being held, the sound of the healing value increasing rang out in Su Duan's mind again.

Su Duan was a little dazed and asked the system in his heart, "System, didn't you say this mission would be very difficult? How come I feel like I haven't done anything, but the healing value is increasing on its own?"

The system said, "The illness the healing target suffers from this time is 'emotional deficiency disorder'. People with this illness have a cold response to emotions and lack interest in people and things. Even with blood-related relatives, it is very difficult to establish close relationships. So as long as the host lets him experience the various emotions that normal people should have, the healing value will increase."

The system continued, "The reason why I said this mission would be very difficult is because there is no exact standard for the treatment of this illness, and it is congenital. There are no known causes that can be excluded, and everything depends on the host's own efforts."

The Stockholm syndrome that Qin Zhi had not yet developed in the previous world was caused by man-made factors. So during the last mission, as long as he eliminated the key factors that the system had analyzed as causing the illness one by one, the healing value would increase in an orderly manner.

But this time, there was no place to rely on, and he could only treat based on his own feelings. It indeed sounded like it would be more difficult.

Su Duan said, "Mm, I understand. Thank you."

The system said, "Host, jiayou! Cheering for you!"

Su Duan: "..."

Where did the system learn this new vocabulary again?

It seemed that when the system was connected to the mainframe to fix bugs at the end of the last mission, it also didn't forget to learn.

......

Audrose pursed the corners of his lips, put down Su Duan's arm, opened the metal cabinet invisibly embedded in the wall beside him, took out a spray from it, and gently sprayed it twice on the little slave's wrist.

The fine, colorless liquid brought a bit of coolness, forming a film of water the moment it touched the skin, covering the wound. In just a few seconds, the covered injuries had lessened a lot.

This was a simple, high-grade repair fluid with a strong ability to promote human body regeneration. Even if it was a near-death serious injury, soaking in it for a period of time could save the person. It was more than enough to deal with such small wounds.

This repair fluid was expensive and generally loaded in high-grade repair pods for use. However, the military had these portable, separately packaged small spray bottles in circulation. Once injured on the battlefield, taking it out and spraying it on the wound would have an immediate effect.

Su Duan obediently stretched out his arm and let Audrose spray both of his wrists, then a small spray bottle was stuffed into his hand.

When the spray bottle was stuffed in, their fingertips touched and then hurriedly parted.

Su Duan held the slender spray bottle full of cold, hard metal texture and blinked.

Audrose said in a low voice, "Spray your ankles yourself."

Su Duan said, "Mm-hmm."

He himself was not a very delicate person and didn't pay much attention to such small wounds. In the past few thousand years, he didn't know how many injuries he had suffered. Minor injuries that only broke a bit of skin like this were not worth mentioning. They would heal in a few days, and there was no need to specifically take care of them.

Although it would be a bit uncomfortable when taking a bath, as long as he didn't deliberately think about it, it basically didn't cause any hindrance.

That was what he said... but Su Duan still secretly curled up the corners of his lips at Audrose's nervousness.

Audrose looked at the little slave who only knew how to foolishly squint his eyes and smile even when injured, and suddenly really wanted to pull down his pants and spank his bottom to teach him a lesson.

Wasn't he scared to the point of shedding tears just from having his face touched before? He even hiccuped. Now that the wounds were even oozing blood, how could he suddenly become so carefree?

But he only thought about it. If he made the person cry, he would be the one troubled.

Su Duan bent over, wanting to roll up his pant legs to spray his ankles. Seeing this, Audrose grabbed his arm again and ordered, "Go sit on the chair over there to do it."

He was so clumsy. What if he bent over and fell headfirst to the ground?

Su Duan said "oh", obediently sat on the chair to the side. The size of the chair was customized according to his figure, and it was obviously too large for Su Duan. The little one sitting inside could only fill up half of it.

Audrose kicked a footstool over so that Su Duan could step on it to spray the medicine for himself.

The little slave rolled up his soft pant legs, revealing dazzlingly white ankles and a small section of calves, and diligently sprayed the medicine for himself.

Audrose sat behind the desk, propping his head up and attentively watching the entire process.

After applying the medicine, Su Duan got down from the chair, pushed the footstool back to Audrose's feet, then reached out to return the repair spray to him: "I'm done, thank you."

However, Audrose didn't take it. He said: "Keep it to use. Remember to spray it yourself if you get injured again in the future."

The black-haired, black-eyed slave had a poor constitution, and his skin was more fragile than ordinary people's, so he could get injured very easily.

Although the little slave was a bit silly, he was indeed very obedient. With one command, he made one movement. When Audrose told him to put away the spray, he obediently stuffed it into his pants pocket.

But—

Seeing the slightly bulging area on the outside of the little slave's leg, Audrose was worried that the hard metal spray bottle would make him uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, he took out a small ring from his storage cabinet, rubbed it with his fingertips a couple of times, and handed it over.

Su Duan curiously took it. This ring was very delicate and simple, in a half-open style, with a slender iris flower at the end, gently half-blooming.

This was a ring-shaped space twist.

Iris was his mother's favorite flower. This space twist ring was a birthday gift his mother gave him when he was five years old. He used it for five or six years when he was little. When he grew up a bit, he changed to a new one, and this had been left in the corner of the storage cabinet without being thrown away.

Suddenly remembering it, he took it out and gave it to the little slave to use.

The capacity of this space twist was not large, only ten square meters. It was indeed a very luxurious gift for him when he was a child. But with the development of technology, the highest capacity of space twists could now expand to two hundred square meters. A ten square meter space twist had long become the lowest-end type. As long as they were nobles with a bit of status, they would not use such a small space twist.

The little slave didn't have any large items to store, so he could use it.

Su Duan asked: "Is this for me?"

Audrose nodded: "This is a space twist, ten square meters in size. You can store some daily necessities you need to carry with you inside."

Su Duan tried the ring on all five fingers and found that it was a bit too big. It only fit well on his thumb, but it was obvious from the style of this ring that it was not meant to be worn on the thumb.

Just as he was fretting, a hand reached over, gently took the ring from his hand, put it on his left middle finger, and pressed some unknown button. The ring slightly shrank, automatically adjusting to the size suitable for his middle finger, fitting perfectly.

After putting on the ring, Audrose did not let go of his hand immediately. Instead, he fiddled with it using psychic power, making Su Duan align his right eye's pupil with the iris flower on the ring.

The iris flower lit up with a faint purple light, recording Su Duan's iris information.

Audrose released his hand. "This space twist is something I've used before. Now, besides my psychic power and your iris, there's no other way to open it. When you want to use it, align your right eye's pupil with the flower pattern and stare at it for a few seconds."

The psychic power of non-evolved people was not enough to open space twists, so they could only use the most primitive iris recognition method.

This method was very insecure, so he just left his psychic power on it. Once an unfamiliar psychic power invaded, the space twist's defense function would immediately activate.

Using that repair spray bottle as an example, Audrose demonstrated the correct usage method of the space twist to him hand in hand.

Su Duan spread his fingers, stared at the half-blooming iris flower for a few seconds, and said: "Thank you, this ring is so beautiful. I really like it."

The system said that he should find a way to let Audrose experience normal human emotions. But this concept was too vague, and he didn't know where to start.

Perhaps chatting more could stir up some of Audrose's emotions?

Hearing his sincere thanks, Audrose paused and said: "Really? This was given to me by my mother. I wore it for five years."

He also didn't know why he was telling these things to a slave, but looking at the little slave's bright and earnest eyes, the words unconsciously flowed out of his mouth.

Su Duan was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "I'm sorry."

Audrose's mother, Empress Sefir, passed away three years ago due to a sudden genetic disease.

He seemed to have inadvertently brought up a somewhat inappropriate topic.

Audrose looked at him calmly with eyes as deep as the ocean: "No need to apologize." Originally, he was not very sad about his mother's passing. He just suddenly wanted to mention it when he saw this ring.

Su Duan touched the ring with his other hand. Perhaps because the owner had always cherished it, it still looked like new. He said: "Then it must be a very precious thing."

Gifts from loved ones must be very, very important.

Just like those small trinkets his brother and Qin Zhi gave him, the ones he couldn't use were all stored separately in two small boxes, hidden in the cabinet of the storage room.

Every once in a while, he would go check if they were still intact.

"Yes, so you'll be punished if you lose it." Hearing him say that, Audrose casually replied.

As for what the punishment was, that could be considered later.

Su Duan took it seriously, earnestly making an "en" sound, his black eyes shining brightly as he looked at him.

After giving out the space twist, Audrose began to think about today's main business.

He had to arrange a job for the little slave.

Actually, there were no job vacancies at home now. There were even a few too many slaves because people kept persistently sending them over.

But it didn't matter. He could just stuff him somewhere. He didn't really expect Su Duan to be able to do any work anyway.

Audrose tapped his fingertips on the desktop, selecting bit by bit.

Cooking wouldn't work. It was too dangerous. The little slave's skin was too fragile. If scalded by hot water, it was very likely that a patch of blisters would directly appear, making him cry and hiccup from the pain.

Cleaning also wouldn't work. The little slave had thin arms and legs without much strength. How clean could he clean? Moreover, most of the places in his mansion were paved with hard marble floors. If the little slave's elbows and knees bumped into them, there would definitely be a bruise.

......

His little slave was really too delicate. Audrose thought for a long time before finally coming up with a suitable job.

He said: "The small garden next to my bedroom is currently short of someone to water the plants. From now on, that job will be handed over to you."

That garden was actually very small, only a dozen or so square meters in size. When watering, a small pot of water was enough. Even if watered once in the morning and evening, it wouldn't be tiring.

Inside were planted irises, his late mother's favorite flower. They were currently in bloom, and he had caught a glimpse of them once, blossoming enchantingly and luxuriantly. It would be just the right time for the little slave to appreciate the flowers while doing his work.

Su Duan was dumbfounded. Aldrose actually wanted him to go water the reproductive organs of some other plants?