Chaotic World Book-Chapter 1165 - 880: Master and Servant_3

So no one could go.

On the contrary, only here with Bao Qin was there no issue of appeasing anyone. Of course, only here, no one had anything to say.

"Alright..." Bao Qin kissed the man's neck lightly and whispered, "Even if it's not for solving their issues... Bao Qin also wishes for you to pamper..."

Zhao Changhe embraced her and lowered his head for a kiss.

Soon after, beneath the stars and moon, low moans of Bao Qin that were not restrained could be faintly heard from the small house beside the waterside pavilion. In the pavilion, Tang Wanju was nestled in bed with a thin blanket, tossing and turning, almost triggering her old illness in anger.

The little brat is stealing my man right in front of me, and she doesn't even lower her voice.

I should have sneaked away earlier in the afternoon when no one else was there... Enduring until evening when everyone was around, my pride couldn't let me refuse him, and now look?

If people didn't deliberately extend their Divine Sense, they wouldn't hear what's happening here, but I'm so close, even with ears covered I can hear it, it's simply torture.

You awful girl, just you wait!

Huh... the terrible brat is already begging for mercy? Tang Wanju perked up her ears.

"Dear..." Bao Qin was panting, "Is Bao Qin so useless...?"

Tang Wanju: "..."

Bao Qin cooed, "Actually, Bao Qin isn't that useless, it's mainly because this bed is a bit too small... Should we change places?"

Zhao Changhe asked, "Where?"

"The waterside pavilion next door, miss's bed, it's so fragrant and soft..." Bao Qin said, "Anyway, the lady just can't behave intimately with the lord, afraid of being laughed at, but she surely wouldn't mind letting me borrow the bed. The lady is so kind to me, she won't be that petty."

Tang Wanju: "?"

"Is it okay?"

"Miss might be asleep already, let's sneak over..."

Tang Wanju saw a blur before her eyes, and Zhao Changhe was already there, holding Bao Qin, with their two fair bodies entwined and kissing right beside her.

Tang Wanju was both amused and annoyed, knowing well that Bao Qin was deliberately giving the lady a chance and Zhao Changhe was also intentionally playing along. As the Prime Minister who had schemed for an afternoon tryst, of course, she wasn't very angry, and her heart undeniably itched.

For others it might be embarrassing, but this was Bao Qin.

Serving him together with Bao Qin was deeply rooted not only in Bao Qin's own heart but also long accepted by Tang Wanju as an indisputable fact, creating no sense of disharmony.

Maintaining her final dignity, Tang Wanju didn't kick the pair of adulterers off the bed; she went along with Bao Qin's setup, pretending to sleep, turning inward not to watch, which was her last resistance.

The enchanting sounds beside her seeped into her heart, bringing a tingling sensation. Tang Wanju gritted her teeth, unable to fathom how the sweet little maid she had watched growing up could behave like this in bed.

Speaking of which, who made fun back then of him being a brute who could break the strings even while playing the zither, refusing to let me get close to him?

Their movements grew larger, their hands brushed against the deliberately turned-backside, brushing against and touching the hips.

Tang Wanju tensed her body, gritting her teeth to feign sleep.

"Miss... save, save me..." The maid's whisper came by her ear, "I can't take it anymore..."

Tang Wanju: "..."

Actions behind her became even more unrestrained, and Tang Wanju's heart skipped a beat, realizing that rascal had placed Bao Qin on top of her...

How could she continue pretending to sleep?

Bao Qin leaned over, her orchid breath right beside the lady's ear, and finally, Tang Wanju couldn't help but let out a low gasp.

This side-lying surely wasn't comfortable for Bao Qin... Tang Wanju drowsily thought, slowly lying down properly.

The little maid was pressing right upon her, master and servant gazed at each other for several beats with blurry eyes, both with flushed cheeks. Bao Qin bit her lower lip and with some effort murmured, "Miss... don't look..."

In the next moment, she collapsed into a heap, turning weakly on her side.

What lay upon her was now Zhao Changhe.

"I..." Tang Wanju dodged Zhao Changhe's kiss, turning her head and said, "I was rescuing Bao Qin, not being with you."

She hadn't finished speaking when her mouth was blocked.

Tang Wanju closed her eyes, obediently responding, with her body clearly far softer than her words. The little maid beside took a moment to rest, barely propping herself up, reaching out to help the lady untie her sash.

Feeling Bao Qin's movements, Tang Wanju's mind was slightly dazed.

This strange and shameful scene seemed overdue to happen long ago, perhaps meant to occur thirty years back, in countless dreams.