In this feudal society, the master's words, no matter whether they are drunken or nonsense, are very effective.
The little girl Zhuier didn't know whether she should go to the small kitchen to cook sobering soup. She stood there looking at the little maid Baozi pitifully.
"Zhui'er, go to the small kitchen and cook a bowl of sobering soup. I'll call you later." The little maid Baozi supported Zhu Ping'an and said to the little maid Zhu'er.
Well, with the support of Baozi, the little girl Zhuier bowed to Zhu Ping'an and went to the small kitchen to cook sobering soup.
Zhu Ping'an propped himself up and tried to walk towards the bedroom, but he overestimated his drunken state. As soon as he stood up, his feet went weak and he stumbled again. If it weren't for the little maid, Zhu Ping'an, who was supporting him, would have hit his head on the ground.
The chubby little maid who was supporting Zhu Ping'an had to bear most of his weight at once. Her little face turned red and she almost fell down. Fortunately, there was a door frame nearby and the chubby little maid held onto it in time, so she did not fall down.
"Uncle, please slow down."
The chubby little maid was terrified, not because she was afraid that she would fall, for that would not matter, but she was afraid that her drunken son-in-law would get hurt or hit his head, and then how would she explain to the young lady
"No, it's okay, I'm not drunk." Zhu Ping'an burped, held the shoulders of the little maid Baozi, and stood up.
The little maidservant's face was flushed. She had just taken a nap and was wearing a single layer of clothing. It was hot, so the clothing was made of gauze and was relatively simple. Zhu Ping'an was drunk and his hand was not accurate. The hand that was stroking her shoulder almost slipped into her clothes.
Fortunately Zhuier went to the small kitchen, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing.
Baozi's little maid's face was red and hot.
Fortunately, after Zhu Ping'an stood up, he pulled his hand away, shook off the support of the little maid, and staggered towards the bedroom.
The little maidservant was afraid that Zhu Ping'an would trip again when crossing the threshold, so she hurried forward to hold Zhu Ping'an's arm. As she was weak and afraid that she would not be able to hold on to him, she wrapped Zhu Ping'an's arm around her neck to provide a support for him if he lost his balance and fell.
Staggering from the door to the big bed in the bedroom, a distance of less than three meters, the chubby little maid felt like she had walked half a century.
However, Zhu Ping'an was finally helped to the bed without any danger.
"Master, you can't drink much, so drink less in the future. The same goes for Liu Mu, Liu Dadao and the others. They follow you and don't know how to persuade you..." After the custard maid helped Zhu Ping'an to the bed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the drunken appearance of Master, she couldn't help but blame Liu Mu and Liu Dadao.
"Don't blame them. They went in again."
Zhu Ping'an leaned on the bed, waved his hands with a big tongue, and even when he was drunk he still did not forget to explain for Liu Mu and Liu Dadao.
“Why did my son-in-law drink so much today…” The chubby little maid sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and took off Zhu Ping’an’s shoes.
After a while, there was no reply from the uncle, only his increasingly heavy breathing. The maid looked up in surprise, and found that the uncle was staring at her...
The eyes are bright...
Following the son-in-law’s gaze, the chubby little maid realized belatedly that she had just lowered her head, causing the collar of her single dress to be torn. She had developed early, had good nutrition with the young lady, and was a few years older. Her body was several sizes bigger than the young lady’s. When she lowered her head, she could see a patch of white. No wonder the son-in-law was staring at her... No, where was the son-in-law looking? !
"Ah... Uncle, where are you looking..."
The little maidservant couldn't help but scream, and quickly put her hands on her collar, her little face turned red.
"Your arm, what's wrong? Why is there a red spot on your arm? Was it a mosquito bite?" Zhu Ping'an looked at the little maid Baozi in confusion, shook his head, pointed at a small red spot on the little maid's arm and asked.
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It turned out that he was looking at the arm. I thought that the son-in-law was looking at... I was so embarrassed. It turned out that the son-in-law did not mean it. I just thought too much. The little maid felt her face burning.
"What's wrong with you? What is that?" Zhu Ping'an asked again.
Seeing the inquiring eyes of the uncle, the little maid's face turned redder, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito, "It's... it's Shougongsha."
"Oh, so this is the toad's blood." Zhu Ping'an looked as if he had suddenly realized something, and then he withdrew his gaze, as if he was drunk and did not notice the abnormality of the little maid Baozi.
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Seeing this, the maidservant breathed a sigh of relief, held Zhu Ping'an's collar, and helped him take off his shoes. After taking off his shoes, in order to ease the embarrassment, the maidservant asked again, "Son-in-law, why did you drink so much today?"
"Oh, today was my first time to go to the Cabinet for duty. At the welcoming banquet at noon, my superiors gave me some wine. I didn't dare to refuse. I don't know how much I drank..." Zhu Pingan shook his head and replied, then rubbed his forehead with his hand and said, "I'm thirsty..."
"Sit down, uncle. I'll go get some water."
Upon hearing this, the little maid Baozi got up from the edge of the bed and went to the side to pour some water. There was hot water in the master bedroom, so pouring water was very convenient.
"Uncle, the water is coming."
Baozi, the little maid, poured half a cup of hot water, added some cooled boiled water, tested the water temperature and found it was just right, then brought it to Zhu Ping'an.
"Well, thank you..."
Zhu Ping'an thanked him and reached out to take the cup.
But
The next second, his hand touched the hand of the little maid named Baozi.
The chubby little maid didn't know whether Zhu Ping'an did it intentionally or unintentionally, and she nervously tried to pull her hand back, but found that Zhu Ping'an was holding his hand very tightly and she couldn't pull it back no matter how hard she tried.
"You come and feed me." Zhu Ping'an grabbed the hand of the little maid named Baozi and said in a hoarse voice.
“Aunt…Uncle…” No matter how dumb the little maid Bao was, she realized that something was wrong. She opened her eyes wide and was a little scared.
"Be good..." Zhu Pingan coaxed in a hoarse voice.
"Son-in-law, please let go. It will be bad if someone sees us." The little maid shook her head.
“What’s wrong with seeing it…” Zhu Ping’an teased shamelessly.
“Son-in-law…” The little maidservant was so anxious that she was about to cry.
"Are you going to feed her or not?" Zhu Ping'an grabbed the hand of the little maid Baozi and deliberately raised his voice a little towards the door.
"Sir, keep your voice down, someone may see you..."
Seeing this, the little maid Baozi quickly stretched out her hand to cover Zhu Ping'an's mouth, looked towards the door worriedly, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there was no one at the door. She patted her chest in fear.
"Your hands smell so good." Zhu Ping'an licked his lips and looked at the little maid Baozi with burning eyes.
Seeing Zhu Ping'an's fearless look, the little maidservant bit her lip in compromise, reached out to Zhu Ping'an's hand, and fed the water in the cup to Zhu Ping'an.
Unexpectedly, after feeding her water, Zhu Ping'an went even further and wanted to pull the little maid Baozi onto the bed.
“Master, no, no…” The chubby little maid was like a small boat in a storm. She struggled helplessly, shook her head repeatedly, and was almost crying.
"Why not? A personal maid belongs to your son-in-law to begin with. It would hurt if it doesn't hurt. It would be a waste if you don't touch it..." Zhu Ping'an smiled wickedly.
Baozi little maid crying
The little maid struggles
But
But it still did not change the fate of being dragged to the bed by Zhu Pingan...
Daytime clothes are gone
There is no need to say much about the following plot.
The little maidservant Baozi cried helplessly like a lamb to be slaughtered, watching the sturdy body of her son-in-law pressing down on her like a mountain...
However, just as she was about to change from a girl to a woman, she suddenly heard a shout in her ear:
"Sister Huaer, wake up..."
"Sister Huaer, wake up..."
"Sister Huaer, did you have a nightmare? Why do you keep saying no?"
"Sister Huaer, are you awake? Miss saw you were sleeping soundly just now, so she didn't ask anyone to wake you up and took Sister Qiner to the back garden to admire the lotus. Miss loves you so much that she asked us not to wake you up and let you sleep a little longer. She even gave you half a day off."
…
When the maid Baozi opened her eyes, she saw the concerned face of the little maid Zhuier appearing in front of her...
From that moment on, the little maid Baozi didn't speak to Zhuier for three whole days.
For three days in a row, Zhuier was confused. Why did Sister Huaer ignore me? The way she looked at me was scary, as if I owed Sister Huaer hundreds of taels of silver. Did I do something wrong recently