After a while, she managed to pull off his belt with great effort.
"Ah...Master..."
Zhao Rou was panting heavily, her voice coming out intermittently.
After a long while, Li Huai'an seemed to finally be satisfied. He collapsed onto Zhao Rou and became completely drunk.
Zhao Rou called for water, and with the help of Le Kui and Li Ling, she washed Li Huai'an's body.
The three of them helped him to bed and laid him down before they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The next morning, as dawn broke, Zhao Rou endured the aches and pains all over her body, not daring to sleep in. She knew that according to the custom of the manor, she had to go to her elder sister Zhao Yun, who was now the mistress of the house, to offer tea as a sign of respect and obedience.
Zhao Rou carefully selected a simple and elegant dress. The fabric was soft yet dignified, neither ostentatious nor lacking in dignity.
Le Kui styled her hair into a simple bun, adorned with a white jade hairpin—simple yet elegant. She wanted to minimize her presence, hoping Zhao Yun wouldn't target her so much.
As Zhao Rou followed Bai Wei's maid, Bai Lian, into the front hall, a faint aroma of tea already filled the air.
The mother-in-law, Bai Wei, and the mistress, Zhao Yun, sat in the main seats, chatting and laughing.
Bai Wei wore an elegant crimson-purple dress, with delicate orchids embroidered on the collar and cuffs, making her appear gentle yet dignified.
Zhao Yun wore a brocade robe embroidered with intricate patterns. Her face appeared calm and serene, but her eyes concealed a deep-seated hatred.
When her gaze fell upon Zhao Rou, it transformed into an extremely complex and conflicted emotion, a mixture of the subtle feelings between sisters and the authority and scrutiny of a mistress towards her concubine.
Bai Wei's gaze was relatively gentle, yet it also revealed a hint of scrutiny and assessment as she silently observed Zhao Rou's every move.
Zhao Rou slowly stepped forward, knelt down to pay her respects, and raised the teacup above her head with both hands, her voice barely audible: "Please, Mistress and Mother-in-law, have some tea." At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was heavy and subtle, and Zhao Rou's heart was in her throat.
"Look, sisters from the same family really know how close they are," Bai Wei said half-jokingly. "When serving tea, they always offer it to the older sister first!"
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