7 The First Attemp (1/2)
”Servants! Just what are you doing!? Hurry and get the Fourth Miss cleaned up! Are you going to stand there until she fuses with the earth!?”
With Wei Xuan heralding a shrill cry of anger towards the people nearby, the servants quickly rushed forward to pick An Fei from the ground. Bowing respectfully to the anxious minister, they quickly ushered her into a secluded region of the Flowing Winds Residence, where a private bath lay waiting.
The male servants departing swiftly and closing the door, the maids stripped An Fei of her clothes, the latter slightly wincing when the cloth rubbed against her sore limbs. Alas, she could no longer care about such a thing as a greater problem awaited her attention.
Splash!
”AH!?”
They threw her in!
Not slowly dipping her into the water, but throwing her like a package!
And they dare leave!?
The girl shook her fist underwater as she saw the servants heave sighs of relief as they dusted their hands and carried the soiled clothes laying on the ground, closing the door shut as they left. Leaning against the wall of the bath, An Fei could hear several voices resonating from outside.
Pressing her ear against the stone surface, she discovered that the voices belonged to the maids earlier. One was domineering and bold, the other soft and submissive, as if belonging to a seductress.
”Do you…think we'll be caught?”
”Hmph! Don't even worry about that. That girl who's supposed to be the new Fourth Miss, is a complete idiot. I bet she won't even be capable of tattling to the minister!”
”But…she's still a Fourth Miss…”
”So what? Eldest Young Master was the one who gave us the order. Don't tell me, you think some addled Fourth Miss is superior to our Young Master?”
”…Sister Cuiwei is right. Let's hurry and finish our task then. Hopefully Master won't notice something wrong, all we need is three hours of time!”
”Then what are you standing there, saying nothing? Hurry, get the tools!”
Hearing the maids' discussion, An Fei silently scoffed. Only eight days in, and someone was out to drag her life down into a misery. Although, she couldn't help but frown as she looked down at her body.
Scrawny. Definitely unable to do any running. While she could humph and laugh at her own predicaments, she also was incapable from resolving them.
”Hah~”
Relaxing her body and slumping against the wall, An Fei groaned in comfort as the hot water slowly eased her muscles, gradually soaking away her exhaustion and leaving behind an inexplicable comfort. Leaving just her head above the water, she began to slowly survey the bathing house.
The entire building covering the bath was five meters wide and three meters wide, a bathing intended for a sole person's use. The walls and ceiling seemed to be made of birch wood, the bathing tub's perimeter outlined with a smooth stone.
Lamps hung from each corner, producing a slightly dim lighting that eased the mood. When An Fei prodded the tub's bottom with her right foot, it also seemed to be of the same stone material. It was a pity however, that she could feel that the ground had a relatively moderate incline.
She, who was barely a hundred and fifty-five centimeters of height, would probably be only able to stand at the shallow fringe. Feeling relaxed enough, An Fei began to swing her arms, lightly stretching her limbs in the water.
They truly were useless at any physical activity.
Such was her evaluation at her own strength and endurance, for merely folding and unfolding her arms for three sets was more than capable of exhausting her reserves. However, she could only lay back and gaze at her own body in both admiration and sorrow.
Skin tone and texture like hers would have conjured up a massive storm in China if exposed to the public, with males flocking from all directions seeking to gobble her up. Alas, the fact that the body she was admiring was hers, also implied that An Fei wasn't in her familiar world.