Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"Hmm." Xi Heng was indeed a little hungry after working so hard for so long.

The maid skillfully placed the lunchbox on the table, served the food, and then slowly retreated.

Just as she was about to leave, she added, "The bath water is ready. If you would like to take a bath today, please just let me know."

"Okay." Xi Heng leaned against the table, and upon seeing the several plates in succession, he was initially puzzled:

"Why is the food more plentiful today than before?"

The maid pursed her lips: "I heard that you are about to leave, so I asked the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes."

Xi Heng stared at Chun Qian for a few seconds, then chuckled, "You're very thoughtful, thank you."

"Sir, you needn't be so polite. It's my duty." Chunxian did her job well, bowing and slowly backing away.

"Wait a minute." But Xi Heng stopped her: "You'll share this meal with me today. Go downstairs and get the tableware. Also... bring up a bottle of fruit wine, preferably cherry wine."

Chunqian paused, her long eyelashes blinking repeatedly. After a moment of hesitation, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and she nodded in response, "As you wish, sir."

After saying that, the maid ran downstairs to get the things.

When she came up again, Chunxian had tidied her clothes and re-tied the hairpin in her hair, and was carrying a wine tray.

With a wine pot and wine cups on the plate, her face slightly flushed, she slowly moved closer to Xi Heng.

This was the first time the customer had asked her to sit at the same table with him...

With these thoughts in mind, she gently and slowly arranged the wine cups and poured in the wine.

"Your Majesty, please."

Xi Heng picked up a bottle and took a sip. The familiar cherry flavor reminded her of the wine she used to drink with her senior sister Hong Miao when they went out from time to time.

She squinted, watching the flickering candlelight on the table, and vaguely saw a figure in the dim light.

I do miss my senior sister a little, but... not that much.

After all, we are about to part again.

Xi Heng turned his gaze and landed on the face of the shyly smiling maid to the side.

In the dim candlelight, a faint light shone in the other person's large eyes.

Noticing Xi Heng's gaze, the maid also quietly turned her eyes.

In the dimly lit atmosphere, the two girls locked eyes for a few seconds.

Chunxian shyly turned her gaze down, lowered her head slightly, and unconsciously clasped her two soft little hands together, squeezing them tighter and tighter.

"Sir..." she uttered softly, then hesitated, unsure what to say next. After a long pause, she finally continued:

"Are you really leaving tomorrow, sir? Could you stay a few more days?"

Xi Heng chuckled softly and swirled the cup in his hand: "Why?"

The maid picked up the wine pot and poured more wine for Xi Heng, whispering, "I would like to stay with you a little longer, sir."

Sensitive Chunqian, realizing she had overstepped her bounds, quickly added:

"If you don't wish to, sir, you needn't mind me... I only hope that you can come to this Flower Pavilion in your spare time to order some food and watch some entertainment. I will be waiting for you here."

Xi Heng shook his head: "This trip is unlikely to be a return. There's no need to wait for me."

This journey might mean resetting your game and only being able to meet this little maid again in the next life.

"Are you going to a very far place, sir?" the maid asked instinctively.

Even though she knew it wasn't something a maid should ask, she didn't want to take the question back.

"It's close in some ways, and far in others." Xi Heng shrugged. "In short, it's a rather troublesome matter, you don't need to know."

"Hmm..." Rejected in this way, Chunqian couldn't help but show a hint of dejection on her face.

Xi Heng saw all this and, because the other person had been with him for a long time, he also felt a little inclined to comfort them.

But she wasn't good at comforting others. She took a small sip of wine from her cup and then simply said, "Go and prepare water for my bath later."

The maid looked up, her mind disturbed by these words.

After a few seconds of silence, Chunxian said yes.

She slowly stood up, supporting herself on the table, but suddenly Xi Heng pulled her wrist.

"Wait a moment." Xi Heng pulled her back to her seat, picked up the thin chopsticks in front of Chun Qian and put them into her hand: "Eat your meal first, then go back to work."

Chunqian nodded gently.

A moment later, in the private bathroom on the first floor, behind the closed door and screen, steam and heat lingered.

Xi Heng entered with a maid and saw wisps of steam rising from the wooden bathtub, with many pink petals floating on the surface, resembling both roses and Chinese roses.

She had been here many times, and only a few times, just to try something new, did she ask Chunqian to massage her shoulders. Otherwise, she hadn't asked Chunqian to do anything special for her.

However, today is a rather special day.

Xi Heng chuckled inwardly, but instead of heading for the bathtub as usual, he waited for Chun Qian to adjust the water temperature before casually saying, "You can help me undress today."

"This servant?" Chunxian pointed to herself, somewhat incredulous at hearing such words.

"Who else could it be?" Xi Heng's voice was as soft as a bell, with a hint of laughter in it.

Chunxian's eyes flickered as she looked at herself and then at the customer. After a few seconds, she rubbed her fingers together, said "yes," and moved closer.

Her jade-like fingers twirled gently, first around the silk and satin of the outer garment, then parted the mist from the light red dress.

She first placed the outermost open fur coat on a cabinet to the side, then untied the belt around Xi Heng's waist, and loosened the waist-length ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).

Fingertips brushed against Xi Heng's collarbone and neck, leaving a soft, tingling sensation.

Chunqian also removed her single garment, inevitably revealing the girl's slender figure.

Xi Heng didn't care about this. She would inevitably reveal some skin every time she bathed in the Flower Pavilion, and Chun Xian had seen it before.

However, the way the other person blushed shyly each time, turned their head to look in the other direction, and then their eyes would be drawn back from time to time, remained unchanged.

Xi Heng felt no embarrassment whatsoever; on the contrary, he wanted to tease the other person a bit.

"Why don't you want to watch it? Don't you like it?" she asked with a smile.

"How could I not like it... but I always feel that I have been impolite." Chunxian lowered her head slightly and pursed her lips.

"Haven't you ever been to a public bathhouse where many people bathe together? If people want to see each other's bodies, it's just a matter of glancing up."

Xi Heng didn't hide anything and casually spread his hands.

"But it's different for you, sir..."

"How is it different?" Xi Heng's emotions suddenly turned sour, his gaze fixed on the other person, waiting for their answer.

If Chunxian were to say the words "flat-chested," she wouldn't be in a good mood today.

"Sir, it's much prettier now." Chunxian lowered her head, unaware of Xiheng's gaze, and still whispered.

Xi Heng's mood is very cheerful as long as he doesn't hear about flat chests:

"If you want to see it, then see it. There's no need to be so restrained."

Chunxian raised her head slightly, but soon lowered it again.

Xi Heng chuckled, shook his head at the overly innocent little maid, clicked his tongue, and turned to walk towards the bathtub.

Barefoot, I stepped onto the damp wooden steps beside the bathtub, letting my body slowly sink into it.

As the warmth gradually enveloped her, her body muscles and mind relaxed together.

After letting out a slow sigh, the girl reached out and fluttered the petals on the surface of the bathtub, letting them rest against the back of her hand to admire them quietly.

Along the way, Xi Heng suddenly looked at Chun Qian, who was still folding clothes for her, and teased her:

"There's still plenty of space in this bathtub. Why don't you take off your clothes and soak in it with me?"

"Huh?" Chunqian's body suddenly froze, and the clothes she was neatly folding almost fell off.

"Sir, what did you just say...?" Her voice was flustered, as if she hadn't heard clearly, or as if she just wanted to hear it again.

"Let's take a bath together here. After all, the bathtub is so big, it should be easy to fit both of us, right?" Xi Heng said with a light laugh.

"No, that won't do, will it?" Chunxian swallowed and took two steps back.

"Is that not possible? Then forget it, I won't force you." Xi Heng knew this would be the answer, and waved his hand.

She wouldn't have made such a strange invitation if Chunxian would have readily agreed.

"Eh, no, no, I..." The maid's panicked appearance became more and more obvious, as if she was caught in a dilemma and wavering between two paths, and even her body began to sway from side to side.

"I, I, I want to..." She pressed one hand to her burning cheek, her voice growing weaker and weaker.

"It's alright, it's alright." Xi Heng naturally steered the conversation away from the topic.

"If you don't want to, then come over and massage my shoulders. They feel a bit stiff."

"..." Chunxian bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then, after missing her chance, could only sigh: "Yes, sir."

"Hmm." Xi Heng stretched in the bathtub, spreading his arms out and resting them on the edge of the wooden tub.

A moment later, Chunqian, looking somewhat dejected, folded the clothes and came over. She raised her soft fingers and touched Xiheng's exposed, rounded shoulder.

As the fingertips pressed down, a very fine indentation appeared on the fair skin.

When the fingertips loosen slightly, the skin springs back.

Chunxian wet her hands with some bathwater, and when she touched her skin, the water immediately slid off.

The maid's massage gradually relieved the slight fatigue that Xi Heng still had from practicing swordsmanship during the day, and it was quite comfortable.

"Speaking of which," Xi Hengban said, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the massage on his shoulders and neck, "when Chunqian first brought me to this bathhouse two months ago, she mentioned that we could go back to our room for a full-body massage, right?"

"Hmm." The maid, her face flushed, made only a slight nasal sound, then whispered behind Xi Heng, "It's just that I've never done this before, so I might not be very skilled."

"You're doing a great job right now." Xi Heng felt that his arms and shoulders were being massaged quite comfortably.

It's just that the force is a bit weak.

"The massage techniques seem to differ for the shoulders and other parts of the body..."

"Why is it different?"

"If it's the whole body, it's much more detailed..." Chunxian clearly couldn't explain much of the difference, she just said this with a blush.

"Much more detailed?"

"I can't say," she lowered her head, her face flushed, and said softly, "In short, if you need anything, I will do my best..."

"okay."

After taking a bath, Xi Heng put on a looser bathrobe, tied the belt around his waist, and then took Chun Qian's hand as they went upstairs to their room.

After a faint creak, she closed the door tightly, leaving only the faint warm light from the candles burning in the small lanterns inside.

The windows were closed, and the moonlight shone through the paper windows, but the faint light was blocked by the red gauze.

Xi Heng sat on the bed, took off his wet wooden clogs, and loosened the sash around his waist. His bathrobe then slid loosely down his wet skin as if flowing water.

After being led to the bedside by Xi Heng, Chunxian stood there blankly, looking at her guest's appearance, not knowing what to do.

Until Xi Heng crossed his legs by the bed, leaned forward slightly, a hint of teasing in his eyes, and then beckoned with his hand.

"come on."

Chunxian took small, delicate steps to get closer.

……

A night full of events.

Tomorrow morning, the chirping of kingfishers and swallows will penetrate the wooden windows and thin red curtains.

The bright daylight enveloped the entire Flower Pavilion. Even though the curtains in Xi Heng's room were drawn, a fair amount of light still managed to seep in, making the few remaining lights inside no longer noticeable.

Xi Heng slowly awoke from his sweet dream, listening to the birdsong.

Familiar ceiling...

The girl rubbed her eyes. Even though she had slept all night, her body felt quite relaxed—probably thanks to the massage from Chunxian.

Last night, Xi Heng seemed quite at ease when he started massaging, but things started to look strange as Chun Qian moved down from the shoulders and neck.

Rubbing my stomach, feet, calves, and back is fine, but when I touch other areas, a strange itching sensation always appears.