Xinghua and Chunhua originally thought that since they were all maids, none of them were more noble than the others except for their masters.

Yuegui, on the other hand, was arrogant and domineering towards them in the manor because of her good looks and the favor she received from her master. She acted as if she were half a master.

At first, Xinghua and Chunhua simply endured it, not wanting to cause any more trouble. After all, they were just maids, and it was better to avoid trouble.

But as time went on, the laurel's arrogance not only did not subside, but it has become even more outrageous.

Today, the young master punished her by making her kneel all day, but she still showed no remorse.

Xinghua spoke in a soft, even voice, saying, "Sister Yuegui, from what you're saying, you're not weak anymore, so we won't help you anymore. You can go back to your room on your own."

Chunhua nodded in agreement and went back to the courtyard with Xinghua.

Yuegui knelt on the floor tiles. She didn't shout or say anything soft. Instead, she muttered, "It's good that you're gone. This way, I can use the spiritual spring water in the space."

The next second, Laurel had a small cup in her hand, with a faint green light.

After finishing the small cup of water, Yuegui breathed a sigh of relief, and her complexion improved considerably. She looked around and realized that drinking water could only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. She decided to go into the system space to soak in the spiritual spring.

With a thought, Yuegui vanished from the spot.

A gust of wind blew by, and some remaining snow fell near the artificial hill not far away.

Wang Zhilu curled his lips. He hadn't expected that after being away for so long, there would be spirits in the manor.

However, thinking about it, it makes sense. Their Butterfly Manor is nestled against the mountains and by the water, a place of beautiful scenery and outstanding people, so it's not surprising that spirits and monsters appear there.

That being said...

When Ali arrived at Wang Zhixian's courtyard, Liuyun closed the door as soon as she entered the house.

The window wasn't closed tightly, leaving a gap for ventilation.

Wang Zhixian was lying in bed at this moment, feeling inexplicably weak. Hearing the noise, he looked at Ali, moved back a little, and said, "Come on up."

Ah Li took off her outer garment and lay down, and Wang Zhixian immediately reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Ah Li raised her hand to block between the two, "Young Master, what do you mean by this?"

"Today, the old lady came and asked me to take away my head maid."

"I heard about it; it's said to be laurel."

When Ahri said this, she did not show any displeasure or sadness.

Wang Zhixian reached out and lifted Ah Li's chin, looking intently into Ah Li's eyes, "You like that silly boy from today?"

"No, he was my neighbor when I was a child."

Ahri's gaze was open and honest, without any attempt to evade it.

Wang Zhixian raised his hand and touched Ah Li's hair. His lips slowly landed on Ah Li's face, and he whispered seductively, "Pleasure me."

Ah Li's body stiffened at first, then she reached out and slowly hugged Wang Zhixian.

The dim candlelight flickered twice, and then intimate sounds slowly rose from the bedside.

The next day, Ahri got up.

Wang Zhixian lay in bed, not wanting to get up.

Xinghua and Chunhua came in and out with blushing faces. They noticed bloodstains on the young master's bed, as well as some other indescribable marks.

The old lady also received the news, and she was very pleased. She said, "Send some gifts over."

Wang Zhilu sat to one side, holding a folding fan he had somehow found, with the four characters "喜闻乐见" (meaning "popular and welcome") written on it.

The old lady looked towards Wang Zhilu, who had come to see her early in the morning, saying he was there to pay his respects.

"Your older brother has someone by his side, what about you?"

Wang Zhilu said, "I have countless female confidantes in the martial arts world, so Grandma, you don't need to worry about me."

The old lady didn't want to pry too much; her children and grandchildren had their own blessings to offer.

On the other side.

Ah Li brought over a bowl of medicine. "Young Master, it's time to drink your medicine."

Wang Zhixian lay on the bed, turning her back to him, and said, "I won't drink."

Ah Li put the medicine aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and said with some distress, "What if the young master can't hold on again next time and faints again, then I..."

"Shut up."

Wang Zhixian turned around, his face flushed with embarrassment and anger.

Ah Li smiled and hooked her little finger around Wang Zhixian's finger. "I was going to say that I was very happy."

"You're happy? After what I've done, where does your happiness come from?"

Wang Zhixian sat up halfway, his face still flushed, but his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, as if he wanted Ah Li to explain whether she was satisfied last night.

Ah Li picked up the medicine bowl, her face flushed, looked directly at him, and said, "Young Master, drink your medicine."

Wang Zhixian's throat bobbed twice. Her eyes spoke volumes; she liked it and was quite satisfied, even though it wasn't perfect in the end.

Wang Zhixian took the medicine from Ali and drank it all in one gulp.

Ah Li whispered, "Young Master is really amazing."

Wang Zhixian's ears turned red; he had never been so quick to take medicine before.

If it's too bitter, ask for candied fruit; if it's too hot, wait for it to cool down.

Sometimes he gets angry because he has to take medicine every day.

"Young Master, would you like some candied fruit?"

"Need not."

Wang Zhixian grabbed Ah Li's hand and leaned forward to kiss her. She didn't dare to take the initiative, so he was the one to do it.

Ah Li was willing to cooperate, and she even wrapped her arms around Wang Zhixian's waist.

The kiss ended when Wang Zhixian's breathing became heavier and his heartbeat became erratic.

Ah Li helped the man lie down and covered him with a blanket, saying, "Young Master, please don't get too excited. I'll go and call the doctor."

Wang Zhixian lay listlessly in bed. His illness was terrible; he almost had a relapse himself.

He was relieved that he hadn't had a seizure last night, but then he realized that he had fainted in the end!

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