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Hou’s Mansion, Bai Jue’s bedroom.

The trickle outside the house is even more delicate than the sound of a musical instrument.

The window is half-closed, and the warm wind is fragrant.

Bai Jue sat upright in front of the desk, carefully put his pen, and slowly wrote on the soft paper.

But it is not black ink, but dark red handwriting.

There is an inkstone not far from the desk. There is no black ink on the inkstone, but it is the same thick red as the handwriting on the paper.

You will know that it is fresh blood.

The breeze blew, and the sleeves blew, and Bai Jue's left wrist showed a neatly bandaged bandage, with scattered blood stains on the bandage.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

There was a knock on the door frame, but Bai Jue did not interrupt.

Bai Jue still lowered his head and wrote very seriously. Every word on the paper was upright and powerful, without any perfunctory.

He took the pen and dipped it in a little blood ink, wrote the last few words, and after careful inspection, he pressed the paper with a white jade ruler before it was dried.

"Come in."

When someone came to push the door and entered, he was the nanny in charge of the Hou's Mansion.

"Second Young Master, it's time to take a shower."

"I understand." Bai Jue responded softly.

"The old slave is going to let the maids come in."

The nanny nodded and quickly left. In this mansion, the second young master disliked talking to the servants the most, and everyone was very sensible.

After a while, five maids came.

I raised the screen, set up the bathtub, and filled the hot water. In the hot summer, I also added some mint leaves next to the bathtub, which smelled cool.

Bai Jue leaned on the chair with his eyes half-squinted, his shirt was lazy, and his body lines were clearly visible.

The maids who poured the water couldn't help but look at each other more and were imaginative.

Among them, there was only a maid holding the petals of fragrance, walking down, doing things carefully, and her steps were bizarre.

Bai Jue opened his eyes a little, and was vigilant was his habit. There were only four steps he counted with his ears.

He saw a maid wearing red and green embroidered shoes, with delicate feet. He was moving back and forth in the house, but he couldn't even feel any friction sounds under his feet.

The maid lowered her head, her cheeks were tender and her neck was snow-white.

It’s just that the lights are dim and the facial features are not visible clearly.

Bai Jue stared at him for a moment and showed a fox-like smile: It's her that she is right.

This maid with a playful bun is Gu Wanqing.

On the other side, there was a maid who was as close to her figure.

While circling above the Marquis' Mansion, I heard the servants shouting to bathe the second young master.

She had a sudden inspiration and thought of using this method to get in.

"Second Young Master, you can take a bath, I will take my leave. Half an hour later, I will come to clean up." said the maid in the lead.

"Stop." Bai Jue suddenly said.

He raised his hand and pointed at Gu Wanqing without hesitation among the row of maids who stopped.

"You stay and serve me."

Gu Wanqing was stunned. She still didn't dare to look up.

But after thinking about it, I originally wanted to find an opportunity to sneak in, but now Bai Jue takes the initiative to give up the opportunity to be alone, which is also good.

The maids next to them were very envious and whispered to Gu Wanqing: "You are new, are you? You must serve the young master well."

The word "serving" has a very heavy digit.

Gu Wanqing couldn't help but shudder in her heart. Is this Bai Jue so romantic in her mansion?

After leaving the house, several maids were still discussing excitedly that they had never heard of the second young master keeping anyone. They usually seem to be unfamiliar with men and women, but now they are also enlightened.

When I closed the door, there were only Gu Wanqing and Bai Jue in the room.

Gu Wanqing still hugged in the corner with the basket, guarding her heart.

Bai Jue had already walked behind the screen, opened his arms wide, and spread his sleeves vertically.

"Help me get rid of it." He ordered.

“Ah?…oh.”

Gu Wanqing cursed in her heart, saying that he was a domineering person, so why did he even have to take off his clothes?

She walked to him with her head buried. Gu Wanqing had to tiptoe to touch Bai Jue's collar.

But when she stood on tiptoe, she pulled Bai Jue's robe down in a very strange and funny posture.

The outer robe took off, and Bai Jue's upper body skin was undoubtedly exposed.

The moonlight that penetrates in is like a natural highlight, perfectly outlining Bai Jue's chest curve, and his fair skin tone and firm muscles are natural.

But Bai Jue's hands surprised Gu Wanqing.

The left hand is wrapped with a bandage, and the right hand is a fresh scar.

Is this scar... a burn?

Gu Wanqing's memory suddenly rushed into the day when the mountain god sacrificed, and the fire surged into the sky.

Could it be that they stayed at that time? Was they hit her while protecting her?

Bai Jue was still standing there, "continue."

Gu Wanqing came back to her senses and looked at the only fabric hanging on him - his pants.

What he meant was, let her take off her pants?!

This is not good, very bad!

Gu Wanqing thought of the word "serving" that the maids reminded her just now, and her heart was burned like a fire, burning her ears and cheeks.

Do you want to take action now?

But wouldn't it be nice to fight with Bai Jue who is now naked?

Gu Wanqing was extremely crazy.

From Bai Jue's perspective, you can see her smooth forehead and two bulging scarlet cheeks, like a panicked little hamster.

Bai Jue's mouth raised, "Why don't you hurry up?"
Chapter completed!