4. Hot Water Bath, My Dream!
On the way to the bathhouse, Yin Qiushui felt that the Young Palace Master was…
Perhaps not quite right in the head today.
Since Gong Yiling was going to bathe, she simply tied her clothes haphazardly across her chest and hips, running like an exhibitionist through the relatively empty courtyard corridors.
—Because it was cold!
By the time she arrived at the bathhouse, having used her true energy for a swift entrance, she saw the Young Palace Master had already tossed her clothes aside and was bending over, scooping water from the petal-filled pool with her hand, seemingly checking the temperature.
After confirming it was suitable, the Young Palace Master flipped into the water with a sigh of extreme satisfaction.
If the weather wasn’t so cold, she could have just wiped off the tea stains and been done with it.
But in this freezing weather, she had been lying naked in her room for so long, her body was icy cold, and even her mind felt sluggish. She desperately needed hot water to warm up.
The moment the hot water touched her skin, she couldn’t help but shiver.
Perhaps still not used to this body, Gong Yiling felt the warmth flowing through every part of her—the strange sensation was probably the difference between tickling herself and being tickled by someone else.
However, the warm water, combined with the misty steam and the fragrant scent of petals filling the bathhouse, quickly suppressed the strange feeling, replaced by a long-awaited comfort and the satisfaction of her needs.
A thousand words could be summarized into one:
Bliss.
“Young Palace Master usually dislikes petal baths. Are you interested in trying one today?”
Just as Gong Yiling spread her arms, leaning against the edge of the pool in a boss-like posture, Qiu Shui’s voice came from behind her.
“I don’t like petal baths?”
Gong Yiling muttered in confusion, “The book didn’t mention that…”
“What did you just say, Young Palace Master?”
Realizing she had misspoken, Gong Yiling immediately turned around to explain, “This Palace Master’s preferences are not for you to understand… Why aren’t you wearing any clothes!?”
What made Gong Yiling blush and quickly turn back, even submerging half her head in the water, wasn’t the sight of the maid completely naked.
It was Yin Qiushui wearing only a single layer of clothing. Her ample bosom strained against her undergarment, making the lower hem appear much looser.
From her previous angle, she had basically seen everything she should and shouldn’t have seen, and the nosebleed she had just stopped seemed to threaten to start again.
“Why does the Young Palace Master ask?” Yin Qiushui calmly countered. “This servant needs to attend to your bath.”
“Does that require taking off your clothes?”
“Outer garments, if wet, need to be changed in this servant’s quarters, which is troublesome. Undergarments are worn beneath and no one can tell if they are wet.”
Yin Qiushui’s face and body were already splashed with water, but she said nonchalantly, “This servant has always done it this way. Why does the Young Palace Master care about this today?”
As she spoke, she continued to kneel, reaching out to give Gong Yiling a hand massage.
However, how could Gong, the great virgin, endure such stimulation?
She quickly waved her hands at the person behind her. “No need for attendance. Go put on your clothes and stand ten steps away. I can wash myself.”
To prevent Yin Qiushui from doing anything else unexpected, she added, “This is an order.”
“This servant obeys.”
The rustling of clothes soon came from behind.
Once the sound had mostly subsided, Gong Yiling carefully confirmed with her peripheral vision before allowing her racing heart to calm down.
Although she thought that since she was now a woman, it shouldn’t matter if she saw another woman’s body.
But she couldn’t help it; she just couldn’t get over it.
…
…
Time slowly passed.
In the vast bathhouse, only the occasional sound of flowing water could be heard.
Having soaked for too long and feeling slightly dizzy, Gong Yiling, reluctant to leave the hot water, began to look for something to do.
After thinking about it, the only person she could interact with was the maid.
Speaking of which…
She knew the maid’s name was Qiushui for a reason.
Among the maids of the Blood Orchid Palace described by Gong Youyuan, only Yin Qiushui had a surname because she was a spy deliberately planted in the Blood Orchid Palace by the righteous sect.
This spy would later play a crucial role in several attacks by the Blood Orchid Palace against the Daoist mountain.
In the end, after her identity was exposed, she chose to stay and willingly die at Gong Yiling’s hands.
Perhaps during their long interaction, a genuine master-servant or even friendship had developed between the two girls of similar age.
“Qiu Shui.”
Thinking of this, Gong Yiling suddenly had the urge to tease her.
“This servant is here.”
“Do you remember how you came here?”
Qiu Shui frowned slightly, but answered calmly, “This servant was almost assaulted by villains while selling herself to bury her father. It was the Young Palace Master who passed by, saved this servant, and brought her into the Blood Orchid Palace.”
“The Blood Orchid Palace is a notorious demonic sect. Do you regret entering the palace?”
“The righteous sects are not entirely clean either.”
The little girl was putting on a good act.
Fortunately, she knew everyone’s true identity, practically possessing the official cheat of omniscience. Otherwise, she might have been fooled.
“If this Palace Master gave you a sum of money now and set you free, would you leave?”
A flicker of surprise flashed across Qiu Shui’s calm eyes. “Why would the Young Palace Master say such a thing?”
“It’s simply that Qiu Shui is of age to experience love,” Gong Yiling said with a hint of amusement in her voice. “There’s no such opportunity in this Blood Orchid Palace.”
“Qiu Shui’s life was saved by the Young Palace Master, and she will always belong to the Young Palace Master.” Yin Qiushui’s declaration came exceptionally quickly. “Only when the Young Palace Master drives Qiu Shui away will she leave.”
“Is that so?”
Gong Yiling turned around, resting her chin on the edge of the pool, and added with a smile, “Then we have an agreement. Qiu Shui must never betray this Palace Master for the rest of her life.”
Yin Qiushui, not far away, saw her breathtakingly beautiful smile, a smile that no one in the world could surpass, and her heart was filled with a mix of complex emotions.
“Never… betray.”
Hearing the girl’s words, spoken with an unknown mix of emotions, Gong, the great virgin, turned back with a good mood.
She didn’t really believe that a single sentence could sway the girl.
It was just casual conversation to pass the time and get used to speaking with this awkward-sounding voice.
Why did authors always give female antagonists these seductive voices that could capture the hearts of all? Wouldn’t it be better to be a normal, silly girl?
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