"That's not good!" Lan Ting said as he stepped forward and hugged her, "If the young lady is dissatisfied, Xiao Wang will be sad in the future. He'd better serve the young lady until he is satisfied."
If she did it again, she would definitely die on the bed. Manmei didn't want to die in such a way, so she quickly fell on his chest and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, the little lady is very satisfied. Now she just wants to have a good rest before she can continue to serve the prince."'
Lan Ting didn't know that she was already exhausted and her body was overdrawn, so he just used these words as a threat to her. After hearing the answer that satisfied him, he lowered his head and kissed the graceful forehead, "I'll ask the maid to clean you up."
Now, you should have a good rest and get up again when you wake up."
Lan Ting wanted to reach out and call the maid to give Manmiao a simple scrub. Manmiao was covered in sweat and felt very uncomfortable. But at this time, she still didn't like to be seen, so she stretched out her hand to stop his hand.
As soon as she raised her hand, Lan Ting knew what she wanted to do. He got up, put on some clothes and tied a belt casually, "Let me serve the young lady."
After a while, he brought a basin of warm water, carried her to the soft couch in the back room of the bedroom, took a cotton towel and patiently wiped her body clean.
This inner room is very small, probably where the maid sleeps when she is on duty at night. There is only one soft couch, and the rest are grids for storing things.
She didn't even bother to lift her tired hands, so she just lay on the soft couch and let him scrub her.
Looking at the busy Lan Ting, Manmei felt that he had his own temperament and affinity.
Although he looks like a playboy, it is undeniable that this image also makes people feel that he is easier to get close to.
Both Jiang Shang and Shan Boyuan behaved like aristocratic princes, especially Jiang Shang, who looked like a humble prince at first glance, making people subconsciously behave themselves in front of him and maintain their own image.
At least, even if you kill Manmei, she can't imagine that Jiang Shang would do these things for her. Even if she had the opportunity to sleep with Jiang Shang, she would not be so relaxed and casual and let Jiang Shang scrub every corner of her body.
Lan Ting knew that Mengwei's body was very sensitive, so he paid great attention when scrubbing it. He didn't mean to tease her anymore and wiped it clean very quickly.
He simply wiped it a few times, threw the cotton towel back into the basin, bent down to pick up Manmei, and walked back to the previous bedroom.
Manmiao lay down on the bed again and realized that while Lan Ting was helping her scrub, the maid had already come in and quietly changed all the sheets and quilts.
Sleeping on brand new and clean sheets, it seems that you can still smell the fresh smell of the sheets after being exposed to the sun.
Lan Ting lay next to her and held her in his arms, "Go to sleep. I'll sleep with you."
Manmiao lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Although Lan Ting looked unreliable, Manmiao was really satisfied with her current performance.
She fell asleep very quickly when she was very tired. Within a minute, Mei Mei was already asleep.
Lan Ting closed his eyes and rested for a while. He heard someone knocking twice on the window very lightly. He opened his eyes, revealing a frightening light. He was completely different from the decadent look that Manmei had seen before.
He gently put down Manmiao, took out his arm, stretched out his hand, covered her with a thin quilt, then stood up, put on his clothes, opened the door gently and walked out.
The maid was waiting outside the door. When she saw that he was about to speak, he raised her finger and shushed, then closed the door with her backhand. She led the maid all the way to the study, then turned around and asked, "But is there any news?"
The maid nodded, holding a small copper tube thinner than her little finger in both hands, and respectfully brought it to Lan Ting, "I just received the news from Fei Ge, please take a look at it."
It was already afternoon when Manmei woke up, and it was almost time for dinner.
Lan Ting was not around, so she stood up by herself. Her body was still very sore, but she had some strength to get up and move around.
There was a set of brand new women's clothes neatly placed beside the bed. Manmeo knew it was prepared for herself, so she put it on with some difficulty. She was too lazy to comb her hair, so she opened the door with her hair down.
The maid who had handed Lan Ting the flying pigeon letter was standing outside the door. She seemed to be still doing needlework, holding a hand-sized bag and embroidering something.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked up, threw the bag into the bamboo basket at his feet, stood up, and said respectfully, "Miss is awake? The prince said, please come and see him when Miss wakes up."
Manmei lowered her head and glanced at the bamboo basket, which seemed to be embroidering a sachet. It looked like the color used by men.
"My servant Zhuxiang, I will serve you by your side from now on." Zhuxiang's attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, and her behavior is very measured.
She should be the personal maid that Lan Ting found for Man Miao. Judging from her dress, temperament and conversation, she is similar to Juan He. She should be a maid at the level of a maid, probably similar to the four maids around Shan Boyuan.
Manmei nodded, "Take me to Lan Ting."
Entering the study, Lan Ting seemed to be writing a letter. When he saw Manmei coming, he put down his pen, came forward to greet her, and asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?"
Manmei rolled her eyes at him helplessly and glanced at Zhuxiang, meaning to tell him not to talk nonsense in front of the servants. Lan Ting said to Zhuxiang, "Go and find Uncle Fu."
Seeing Zhuxiang go out, Lan Ting laughed loudly, "What's so embarrassing about this? She is my personal maid, there is nothing to hide, do you think she doesn't know?"
"Just because you know something doesn't mean you can say it like this." Manmiao was really annoyed. This is a private matter, so there's no need to make it known to everyone, right?
Lan Ting saw that she was really annoyed, so he smiled and held her in his arms, and said in a begging manner, "Okay, okay, you won't like it if you say you don't like it. I won't do this again in the future, so don't be angry."
While the two were talking, Li Fu came over.
Lan Ting let go of Manmiao, and after Li Fu bowed to him, he pointed at Manmiao and said, "Uncle Fu, this is my second uncle's daughter Huangfu Jin. She has been recuperating outside. Now she has returned to Huangfu's house.
Your words are my words, please take more care of me in the future."
Li Fu saluted Manmiao without changing his expression, "I've met Miss Huangfu."
When Li Fu withdrew, Lan Ting sat down on the desk, crossed his legs in an imageless manner and said to her, "My four uncles all gave birth to sons. Only my second uncle has a legitimate son."
Daughter, the baby in the family is like nothing. My grandma treats her as her darling. She gets flustered when she is not seen for one day.
I was born prematurely and was weak, and died of illness when I was less than ten years old. When I left, no one in the family dared to tell my grandma that I was buried secretly. They lied to her and said that she was sent to a nunnery to recuperate and pray for blessings. Now you are the one to take care of me.
I also discussed this name with my uncles at the beginning, and they agreed that I would marry my cousin and get married."
