Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

"There are rules."

Ah Jin scratched his head and slowly answered.

"It has always been this way since I entered the manor."

"Sister should also know about the Second Master's taboos. The Second Master is usually very careful about his boundaries. As long as it touches on his personal matters..."

For example, he does most of the things himself, such as changing clothes, washing up, and taking a bath, without letting anyone else interfere.

Even Ah Fu and I could only wait on the sidelines, not daring to take a single step closer.

Liu Wenying nodded as if she understood but not quite.

Just as she was pondering this, Afu came out and called Liu Wenying inside.

"The Second Master wishes to take a bath; I would be grateful if you could go in and attend to him."

Liu Wenying was fine, but A Jin's reaction was much stronger.

He stared wide-eyed at Afu, then at Sister Liu, his face full of disbelief.

Just a moment ago he was swearing that Second Master would never let anyone touch him, but in the blink of an eye he was proven wrong. That was too fast.

Liu Wenying was also taken aback, and asked in confusion, "Just now, Brother Jin was talking about things like bathing. Second Master doesn't like others touching him, so he does everything himself..."

Ah Fu smiled and explained, "That's how it is on ordinary days. Now that Second Master's hand is injured, he can't get it wet. How can he bathe with just his right hand?"

Although Ah Jin and I served you closely, we are ultimately men, rough in hands and careless in heart, and afraid of not serving you well enough. How could we be as attentive as you, sister?

He paused for a moment, then said, "Sister, you'd better hurry up and go. Don't keep Second Master waiting; the water's getting cold."

His explanation was perfectly reasonable and watertight.

Liu Wenying still felt a little awkward, but she couldn't refute it, so she nodded slightly: "Yes, I'll go right away."

The jade-green skirt brushed past the threshold and disappeared behind the beaded curtain.

The night breeze swept through the courtyard, carrying the sweet fragrance of newly opened osmanthus blossoms.

Ah Jin murmured, "Brother Ah Fu, why do I feel that Master has changed a lot since he came back from the Western Hill Hunting Grounds?"

Afu glanced at him, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "You'd better watch out for yourself. There's a lot to learn about this."

Ah Jin rubbed his face, sighing with emotion, "It's really hard to guess what's in a master's heart."

Inside the bathroom, steam filled the air, and white mist hung like gauze.

Pei Zeyu stood by the bathtub, waiting quietly.

"This servant will help Second Master take a bath." Liu Wenying took a deep breath and stepped forward.

She had done it before, helping him undress.

Having learned from her previous experience, she lowered her head and deftly untied the ribbon, pulling the fabric off his shoulder.

He obediently raised his hand and turned around, and as his inner garment slipped down, the body she had seen before was revealed.

His skin was a warm, ivory white, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and well-defined muscles.

Once his undergarments were removed, Liu Wenying stopped what she was doing; he was left wearing only a pair of underpants.

After a moment of stunned silence, Pei Zeyu chuckled lightly, his tone teasing and helpless.

"I need to take a shower; I can't wear my pants."

"This is my first time serving someone a bath, please forgive me, Second Master."

She knew, of course, that he couldn't shower with his pants on.

Knowing something is one thing, doing it is another.

This was the first time she had ever pulled down someone's pants.

Liu Wenying's ears turned blushed, and she tried her best not to think about anything else.

Look at your nose with your eyes, and your heart with your nose.

As her pants were pulled down, her hand suddenly touched something she shouldn't have.

A warm mass, slumbering and dormant.

But you can still feel the vibrant life force beneath it.

Liu Wenying recoiled as if struck by lightning, abruptly pulling her hand back.

"I'm so sorry, Second Master! I didn't mean to..."

After a moment of silence in the bathroom, Pei Zeyu coughed a few times but said nothing more.

He strode into the bathtub.

The sound of warm water suddenly arose, and the water rippled, washing over her slender waist and reaching her chest.

Liu Wenying only dared to raise her head when she heard the clear sound of water.

Amidst the swirling mist, he leaned against the barrel wall with his back to her, his hair as black as ink.

On the small table next to the bathtub, bath soap, soap, and cotton towels were neatly arranged.

Liu Wenying took a cloth, soaked it in warm water, and wrung it out until it was half dry.

She came up behind Pei Zeyu and covered his broad shoulders with a cloth.

In the cave at the bottom of the cliff, she helped him wipe his body.

He was unconscious at the time, and she was only thinking about saving his life, not caring about any shame.

Later, when I was still conscious, it was because I had to do it to reduce the fever.

Now that the location has changed, she tries to clear her mind of distractions and treat it as just another ordinary job.

The misty air blurred the vision, but it couldn't obscure the sense of touch.

Pei Zeyu closed his eyes, his face calm, as if he was truly enjoying a rare moment of relaxation.

The floating herb petals obscured the underwater scenery, while a storm was brewing in my heart.

He has suffered from a hidden illness since childhood, making him almost impotent in matters of love and sex, and over the years he has come to regard love and desire as nothing.

But the hands behind her back were so soft and delicate that each wipe felt like a feather brushing against her nerves.

What alarmed him even more was that beneath the surface, in a place that had been dormant for many years and almost forgotten by him, there were signs of awakening again.

His right hand, resting on the rim of the bucket, clenched into a fist, resisting the consciousness within his body.

Liu Wenying was completely unaware, focused solely on the movements in her hands.

She wiped her waist with a cloth, leaned slightly forward, and her sleeve brushed against the water's surface, creating delicate ripples.

A strand of black hair fell from his head, brushing against his shoulder skin, sending shivers down his spine.

Pei Zeyu's breath hitched, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

He almost lost control, wanting to grab the owner of that strand of hair, but his remaining rationality held him back tightly.

It's not the right time yet...

He didn't want a fleeting moment of pleasure; he wanted much more than that...

After wiping her back and sides, Liu Wenying began to wipe her arms.

Suddenly I noticed fine beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, glistening in the candlelight.

People with weak constitutions shouldn't soak in the bath for too long, so she quickly sped up her movements.

"Second Master, just bear with it a little longer, it will be over soon."

Tolerate?

Pei Zeyu raised an eyebrow.

What he has to endure is more than just hot water.

What you need to endure is the uncontrollable urge to get closer, and the composure to remain on the verge of collapse.

The bath is finally over.

Liu Wenying wasn't the only one who breathed a long sigh of relief; Pei Zeyu did too.

But before he could exhale completely, the breath got stuck in his throat again.

Liu Wenying had already picked up a dry towel and was wiping the water droplets off his body.

Similarly, Liu Wenying didn't dare to look at it for long.

Wherever the handkerchief wipes, the eyes follow, never glancing more than a fraction of an inch.

Even so, through that thin handkerchief, every inch of her skin was clearly visible under her palm.

She deliberately avoided wiping areas above the thighs and below the waist, only daring to wipe safe areas.

After finally drying off the water droplets, she took the plain white nightgown folded aside and draped it over him.

"Second Master, I've finished serving you. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

The bathroom was steamy and stuffy, making her want to get out for some fresh air.

After saying that, she turned to leave.

Just as I took a step, my waist suddenly tightened.

His arm wrapped around her from behind, pulling her abruptly into a still-wet embrace.

His nightgown was tied in a hurry, and since the front was already loose, this movement caused it to open wide, revealing a large expanse of his firm chest.

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