The lord's mansion has a total of six floors.
Fang Hao arranged for the Dragon Queen to stay on the fifth floor, the same floor as his own room.
However, he rarely stays in his own room now, even if he rests, he'd spend the night in either Eira or Anjia's rooms.
The Dragon Queen came down from upstairs with her shapely legs wrapped in black stockings, and her upper body clad in a black-and-white maid dress.
Seeing her dressed like this, Fang Hao's eyes widened.
Her bosom looked like it was about to burst from the dress, clearly not her size, yet forcibly squeezed in.
But no matter what, a beautiful person looks good in anything they wear.
Even wearing this, the Dragon Queen still gave off the aura of a high-and-mighty head maid.
"Why are you dressed like this?" Fang Hao curiously asked.
The Dragon Queen took a seat nearby and crossed her legs out of habit, "Is there a problem?"
He was about to comment on it being a maid outfit, but it didn't seem appropriate to say that.
