Ning Qing stiffened her body, not daring to move, and let the person behind her rub her.

My heart was filled with mixed feelings, and I couldn't help but sigh.

I used to be the one taking the initiative, but now... my wife is taking the initiative, and I feel a little lost.

Sweet words that used to flow effortlessly now seem to be choked me, and I can't utter a single word.

Ning Qing raised her hand to her forehead, sighing again.

Garan felt the muscles under his hand were incredibly stiff, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Thinking to himself: I never expected that this Grand Preceptor would be so incredibly pure-hearted, just like the legends say.

Thinking this, he suddenly had a mischievous urge to tease the innocent Imperial Advisor.

Such an ethereal figure would be very amusing to tease.

Her long, slender, fair hands gradually moved forward.

Ning Qing felt the touch on her chest and turned her head in surprise to look at the person behind her.

He had a pair of phoenix eyes, and his gaze was filled with a natural, affectionate charm.

It strikes straight to the deepest part of people's hearts.

Ning Qing raised her hand and tightly grasped his restless hand.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was slightly low.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

A dazzling smile graced Jialan's lips.

Her voice carried a hint of tenderness.

"Of course I know, I'm just helping you scrub your body!"

Ning Qing's gaze deepened, and she curled her lips into a carefree smile.

"Oh! Would you like me to rub this area for you?"

As she spoke, she took his hand and slowly lowered it.

The moment they touched each other, their expressions changed simultaneously.

Garan's eyes were filled with questions: Is this person even human? Is this person even human? How can anyone grow this big?

Is it fake?

Ning Qing, on the other hand, remained patient and reserved.

Seeing Ning Qing's expression of restraint, Jialan mischievously twitched his fingertips.

Ning Qing bit her lip, grabbed his hand, and pulled it down forcefully.

Garan lost his balance and fell into the pool with a "plop," creating a splash.

Ning Qing helped the person up.

Jialan stood up in the water, wiping the water droplets off her fair face with her slender fingers.

A flash of anger crossed her affectionate phoenix eyes, which was replaced by a hint of grievance.

"Why is my lord like this? I only wish to serve you while you bathe."

Ning Qing smiled and nodded.

"Hmm, it's quite inconvenient to scrub your back up there, why not come down into the pool to relieve yourself?"

Jialan stared wide-eyed, speechless for a moment.

"I thank you, sir, but this is your bathing pool. I am of lowly status and would never dare to defile your bathing pool."

Ning Qing grabbed his hand and pulled him forcefully into her arms.

She hooked his chin with her fingertips and lifted it up, gazing deeply into the depths of his eyes.

"Actually, from the moment I saw you again, you were already deeply engraved in my heart. I brought you back not so that you could serve me, so you don't need to belittle yourself and call yourself a slave. You are not anyone's slave, but..."

He paused, then continued.

"If you wish, you can become the master of this mansion."

Ning Qing hadn't originally intended to say these things so soon.

But my wife is not one to stay put.

To avoid suffering more, he revealed his feelings to his wife, lest she overthink things and constantly try to test him, which would be incredibly agonizing!

Although I am not human, demons cannot bear this even more.

So it's better to make things clear sooner rather than later.

Jialan's phoenix eyes widened again.