Xiahou Yan rested one hand on the edge of the pool, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her with interest: "What? Are you willing to come over and massage my feet?"

Jiang Muyu clenched his hands tightly at his side and gritted his teeth, "If I press your feet, will you let them go?"

"That depends on how well you serve me. If I'm not satisfied, I don't mind killing a few more people. After all... they are just worthless lives."

Jiang Muyu looked at the women huddled together over there. They were all looking at her, with pleading and expectation in their tearful eyes.

They placed all their hopes of survival on her.

She pursed her lips and walked over without saying a word. She stood by the hot spring pool. The hot steam hit her face, but she felt cold all over.

She was hesitating about how to go down when Xiahou Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed her ankle, pulling her down.

She screamed and sat down on the ground. The pebbles on the edge of the pool hurt her tailbone.

The next second, she was dragged into the water, the warm water wrapped around her body, and she sank to the bottom of the pool.

Jiang Muyu struggled a few times and stood up, her whole body was wet. The wooden hairpin in her hair had fallen off somewhere. Her long hair was loose, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks. The wet material of her clothes stuck to her body, outlining her graceful curves.

Xiahou Yan licked his lips and said, "Women who have given birth to children really have a different charm."

She casually pushed the hair away from her face, not caring how mad she was at the moment. She looked at him coldly with her misty almond eyes and said, "Which foot do you want to press first?"

He lifted his left foot from underwater and said with a smile, "This one."

Jiang Muyu half-knelt down, put his feet on his knees, and pressed on the acupoints on the soles of his feet.

"I've never had my feet pressed before, so please bear with me."

"No problem."

Xiahou Yan leaned leisurely against the pool wall, half-closed his eyes in enjoyment, and looked at her profile through the rising white mist.

Her skin was very white, and the hot steam from the pool made it look like steamed buns, milky white and translucent, making people want to take a bite.

"What kind of person is your husband?" he suddenly asked.

Jiang Muyu said: "He is a very good person. He treats his family very well and treats me very well."

When she said this, her eyes sparkled with twinkling lights, and her whole person seemed to become softer. This was the first time he saw such an expression on her face since he had known her for the past two days.

"Do you love your husband very much?"

"Um."

She answered firmly, without any hesitation, which made Xiahou Yan feel jealous for no reason.

"I wonder what kind of outstanding man can make you so devoted to him. I am really curious."

"I love him, not because he is so amazing, but because everything about him is just right."

"Everything is just right?"

"I happened to meet him at that time, happened to become his wife later, and happened to be the red thread of the matchmaker hooked my finger and connected me to him."

Xiahou Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly retracted his foot and said coldly, "No need to press it, just go."

Jiang Muyu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"I told you to leave, get out of here, don't you understand?"

His face turned grim and grim.

Jiang Muyu didn't know what she said that offended him. Could it be that single people can't stand hearing other people's love stories?

She swallowed, pointed at the women over there, and asked, "What about them?"

"Get out! Get out!"

Jiang Muyu quickly climbed out of the hot spring pool, not caring that she was soaking wet and barefoot, and ran outside in a hurry.

He ran a few steps and then retreated, waving at the women who were still huddled in place, saying, "What are you still standing there for? Run for your lives!"

Several people reacted and quickly followed her outside.

It was still drizzling, and they didn't care how muddy the ground was, and ran out of the yard as if escaping.

Several people ran all the way into the corridor before stopping. Jiang Muyu leaned on the railing to rest, breathing slightly.

All of a sudden, the women knelt down in front of her and kowtowed to her.

Jiang Muyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly stepped forward to help the man: "What are you doing?"

The leading woman was the one who led the way. Most of the rouge on her face had been washed away by the rain, revealing a simple and gentle face. Her voice returned to normal and sounded gentle and soft: "Thank you for saving my life just now, Madam."

"This..." She sighed and said, "It's because of me that you got yourself killed. I should be the one apologizing to you."

The woman said, "We can see that he is not a good person. Madam was forced to go with him. If you were not here today, perhaps we would all have died here."

Xiahou Yan had already made an appointment to come here to soak in the hot springs. This man's temperament was difficult to understand, and it was possible that he would kill them all if he was not satisfied.

Even so, Jiang Muyu still couldn't bear such a great favor, and said: "Then you don't have to be so polite, I didn't actually do anything, the ground is so cold, you don't have to kneel, get up quickly."

Only then did several people stand up.

Jiang Muyu couldn't help sneezing when the cold wind blew.

The woman said, "Let me take you to change your clothes. It's getting colder and night has come. It's easy to catch a cold if you wear wet clothes."

She was shivering with cold, so she nodded and said, "Please lead the way, young lady."

The woman sent everyone else away and took her to a private room alone.

She rummaged through the closet and found a moon-white dress. She said, "This is a new dress I made a year ago and I have never worn it. I think you are about the same height as me, so you should be able to wear it."

"Thank you, young lady." Jiang Muyu took the clothes and went behind the screen.

When she changed her clothes and came out, she found no one in the house. She frowned and walked out.

Just as I reached the door, I met the woman coming back from outside.

She looked at Jiang Muyu and said with a smile, "Madam looks much better in this dress than I do."

Jiang Muyu felt quite embarrassed: "Excuse me, young lady."

"You are naturally beautiful." She looked down at Jiang Muyu, who was still barefoot, and found a pair of shoes for her. Then she said, "I have asked someone to prepare a carriage. You should hurry down the mountain from the back door."

Jiang Muyu didn't expect her to be so thoughtful. He was touched. Then he asked, "Will I leave you with a lot of trouble this time?"

She shook her head: "It doesn't matter. We should be punished for not serving the guests well. This is the only way to suffer if you work here."

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips and took out a wet banknote from her sleeve. It was the deposit that Xiahou Yan gave her this morning.

She put the banknote into the woman's hand and said, "This is all the money I have with me. Take it. If you can redeem yourself, then redeem it. If not, you can just cash it in and save it."

The woman refused at first, but finally accepted it because she couldn't persuade Jiang Muyu anymore. Then she personally took Jiang Muyu to the back door and sent her to the carriage.