Chapter 166: What Is a Accompanying Maid?
It was Qiu Ju’s voice.
Sang Zhe was very familiar with it.
But he didn’t understand why Chun Lan and Qiu Ju were looking for him at this hour of the night.
“Young Master Sang, can we not come in?”
“Why would you want to come in? I’m taking a bath, you know.” Sang Zhe looked completely bewildered. “If you have something to say, you can wait until I’m done.”
“It’s precisely because Young Master Sang is taking a bath.”
Sang Zhe: “?”
“You, what are you here for?”
Before he could finish his question, Qiu Ju timidly chimed in, “Excuse us~”
Then, the two sisters slowly pushed the door open, sneaking inside.
Sang Zhe, startled, immediately sank deeper into the water, vigilantly staring at the sisters.
At that moment, Chun Lan and Qiu Ju were wearing nothing but thin, translucent silk dresses that were beautifully rare, the rosy color barely concealing their figures, causing Sang Zhe to look away in embarrassment.
Both had their hair neatly styled and softly approached Sang Zhe’s side.
“Young Master Sang has been practicing swordplay lately and must be tired. The palace master instructed us to come give Young Master Sang a massage.”
“If you’re done with your bath, come ashore.”
Massage?
Is that massage for real?
Sang Zhe didn’t dare ask.
But seeing Qiu Ju’s cheeks tinted pink and Chun Lan’s embarrassed yet helpless expression, he guessed it probably wasn’t what he thought.
“Uh, why did the palace master suddenly think of this?”
Chun Lan snorted, about to question him when Qiu Ju quickly stopped her.
“It was our sisters’ own request.”
She seemed shy, her lovely face flushing as she lowered her gaze, the neckline of her dress revealing a glimpse of smooth skin:
“Young Master Sang has taken great care of us sisters since we came to Sword Flower Palace. My sister and I have also improved in our swordsmanship thanks to you.”
“Now that Young Master Sang is leaving, we want to repay you in our own way.”
After saying this, she nudged Chun Lan with her elbow.
Chun Lan’s beautiful eyes darted with embarrassment but she reluctantly puffed out her cheeks and mumbled in a strange, small voice:
“Please… please give us sisters a chance…”
Sang Zhe was completely confused.
Why?
When did I take care of you sisters?
Was that even care?
But upon seeing the hopeful glimmer in Qiu Ju’s eyes, Sang Zhe felt that it might not be as simple as he thought.
…Since the palace master sent them.
She must have her own reasons.
“Well, okay then. What kind of massage do you have in mind?”
“Please come over here.”
Chun Lan and Qiu Ju turned around, fetched a thick and soft blanket from outside, spreading it on the ground like a soft mattress.
Though feeling a bit awkward, Sang Zhe wrapped himself in a towel and obediently lay down on the blanket.
Once he settled in, Chun Lan and Qiu Ju positioned themselves on either side, gently leaning against him, grabbing his hands, and stretching his arms out.
Then Sang Zhe felt two delicate, soft little hands starting to knead along his palms, working their way up his arms.
To his shoulders.
To his neck and back.
To his waist.
The sisters’ little hands were smooth and delicate, enhanced by their years of sword practice, and the pressure was just right, making it incredibly relaxing.
“Did you both learn massage specifically?”
“Sometimes after excessive practice, we get sore backs and necks,” Qiu Ju patiently explained. “So, all the disciples in Sword Flower Palace learn a bit of massage after they start. After training, sisters often massage each other.”
“We occasionally even give the palace master massages, so naturally, we’re a bit good at it.”
Chun Lan added, squeezing his arm hard. “Hmph, who knew you’d benefit from this!”
It felt really nice.
Having a pair of stunning sisters diligently massaging him like this was making Sang Zhe almost think he’d booked a special service at a bathhouse.
Just as he prepared to close his eyes and enjoy, the sisters’ next move made him jump.
They gently wrapped their arms around Sang Zhe, their fingertips continuing to knead at his joints.
But through their silky, form-fitting dresses, he could almost feel the incredible sensation of their bodies against his.
Sang Zhe suddenly felt uncomfortable with his current position.
“Young Master Sang, is it comfortable?” Qiu Ju asked, her face blushing, her bright eyes whispering in his ear.
“… Comfortable.”
“Then, would Young Master Sang like to enjoy this service every day in the future?”
“Want… huh?”
Sang Zhe was taken aback. “What do you mean?”
Qiu Ju seemed momentarily flustered, exchanging a glance with Chun Lan.
“Uh, it’s exactly that,” Chun Lan stammered while still massaging him, mumbling quietly, “The palace master is after all the master of our Sword Flower Palace. If… if she really marries…”
“She has to bring a pair of accompanying maids to hold up appearances, right?”
Sang Zhe: “… Huh?”
Chun Lan’s voice grew softer.
Until Sang Zhe almost thought he misheard.
“What are you surprised about?”
Chun Lan pouted. “The palace master, after all, is the head of the sacred place, a grand cultivator. Her status is top-tier! We can’t let her image look bad!”
“Especially since it’s heard you, this flirtatious man, has other women… How lonely would she be going alone…”
Sang Zhe: “… Huh??”
Qiu Ju softly added, “That’s why we’re worried about the palace master and want to go with you and her.”
“However, the palace master doesn’t want to decide for you, afraid you may get upset.”
“So…” she said softly, her face a rosy hue, “… let us sisters seek Young Master Sang’s consent ourselves.”
“As long as Young Master Sang agrees, on the day the palace master marries, we sisters will go with her.”
Sang Zhe: “… Huh???”
What kind of plot twist is this?
He had to admit, the idea of having accompanying maids was a bit too much for Sang Zhe, whose mind was still stuck in his past life.
He felt his maximum tolerance was still stuck on the harem phase found in gal games and novels.
Having accompanying maids was just too explosive.
“Uh… does it really have to be like this?” Sang Zhe started to feel uneasy. “Aren’t you two the slightest bit uncomfortable with it?”
“Why would we be uncomfortable?”
Qiu Ju blinked, softly saying, “Being able to serve you and the palace master isn’t a wonderful thing?”
“Young Master Sang is a good person, witty and gentle. The palace master is also so kind to us, we can’t bear to leave her.”
“If we could stay together, wouldn’t it be a win-win?”
Sang Zhe turned to look at Chun Lan.
He thought with her personality, she wouldn’t accept such a proposal.
But to his surprise, Chun Lan slowly turned to him, her tone shy.
“I…I just can’t relax leaving the palace master with my sister.”
“Looks like we can only go together.”
“Young Master Sang, please just agree, okay~”
As the sisters softly whispered in his ear while continuously massaging him, Sang Zhe felt like he might have been tricked.
Not sure. Let’s just wait a bit more.
