At three o'clock in the morning, in the backyard of the Song Dynasty.
Qin Ming squinted his eyes and lay in the tub.
Qin Ming has been on the road these days, and Qin Ming has not taken a shower for five days.
The moment his whole body was wrapped in hot water, Qin Ming felt that all the cells in his body were cheering for joy.
In a daze, Qin Ming felt like he was back in the Qin Mansion.
He reached out and patted the little hand on his shoulder, and said softly:
"Wan'er, go get the soap."
Being slapped by Qin Ming's big hand, Xiaodie trembled all over, and her white and tender little hands retracted instantly.
"Lang Jun, what did you just say?"
Qin Ming stiffened for a moment.
He remembered that the person behind him who was wiping his back was not his own Wan'er, but Xiaodie, the maid of the magistrate's house.
Qin Ming shook his head, pointed to the desk beside him and said:
"Xiaodie, please bring over the wooden box on the table."
"Master, wait a moment, I will go and get it now."
A few moments,
Qin Ming took the soap from Xiaodie, then waved his hand with a smile and said:
"Xiaodie, I don't need your service here. You can go down and rest."
Xiaodie stiffened, thinking of Madam's explanation, she bit her lips and said:
"Mr. Lang, you are a distinguished guest in the house, and I dare not leave. If the madam finds out, I will definitely blame you for neglecting your distinguished guest."
Qin Ming, who was applying soap on his body, stiffened for a moment and asked:
"Your wife? Does she also live in the mansion?"
Xiaodie hummed softly and kept looking at the soap in Qin Ming's hand.
"Mr. Lang, what are you putting on your body?"
Realizing that Xiaodie had been looking at the soap, Qin Ming introduced with a smile:
"This is the soap made in my house, specially used to clean the body..."
Under Qin Ming's introduction, Xiaodie finally understood the usefulness of soap.
She blinked her moist eyes and said eagerly:
"Mr. Lang, you haven't put soap on your back yet. Can you let me try it?"
Qin Ming thought for a while, anyway, this girl is here, waiting for her for a long time.
There was no point in driving her away, so he handed the soap in his hand to Xiaodie.
After a while,
Qin Ming got dressed under Xiaodie's wait.
Soon Qin Ming came to the door of the bedroom. After opening the door, he realized that Xiaodie had no intention of leaving at all.
Qin Ming couldn't help but frown.
In the bathroom just now, Qin Ming had already found out clearly through insinuations.
It turns out that in addition to the maids and servants of the Song Dynasty, there are also several female relatives of the Song Prefecture living in this mansion.
Qin Ming had long heard that there was a bad habit in the mansions of powerful people in the Tang Dynasty.
That is, whenever there are distinguished guests staying overnight, the host family will arrange for maids, dancers, and even concubines to sleep with the guests.
Although Qin Ming is lustful, he also has a bottom line.
Although he has no special plot, he never wants to be cheated one day.
As for taking Xiaodie back to Chang'an, that's even more impossible.
This kind of thing is the same as cheating, if one becomes a habit, the Qin Mansion will be overcrowded in a short time.
Thinking of this, Qin Ming blocked the door and said in as gentle a tone as possible:
"Xiaodie, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."
"Tomorrow morning, when I visit Mrs. Song, I will praise you to her."
After saying that, Qin Ming slammed the door shut without waiting for Xiaodie to speak.
Xiaodie stood at the door, completely stunned.
[Lang Jun, you actually bolted the door, what should you do? Will Madam have someone beat the slave to death? ]
She stood at the door and was stunned for half a quarter of an hour before she came back to her senses.
A few moments later, in the west wing of the room.
Mrs. Song Liu glanced at Xiaodie who was embarrassed, then at her daughter with red and swollen eyes, and sighed:
"Hey, I didn't expect that he would be so determined at such a young age. It's no wonder that he is valued by Manager Yuchi."
Song Muqing bit her lip lightly and said:
"Mom, it's Qing'er's fault."
Mrs. Song Liu shook her head and sighed:
"I can't blame you. It's my mother's negligence. Maybe this is my fate."
Song Muqing stepped forward to hold Song Liu's arm and said in a firm voice:
"Mom, as long as that noble man doesn't leave, there will still be hope for the Song family."
"Hey, I hope so."
.......
Qin Ming stood at the door of the bedroom. It wasn't until the door of the main room was heard that he took a deep breath and walked towards the exquisite bed.
To be honest, the way the Tang Dynasty tested officials was so tempting!
It is estimated that few normal people can withstand this.
[Bah, bah, bah, sir, I’m very normal. ]
[If it weren’t for the fact that I already have several beautiful wives at home, I might have lost my virginity tonight. ]
[Having been out for so long, I don’t know how Xi’er and the others are doing these days? did you miss me? ]
Qin Ming sniffed the bedding that was filled with the fragrance of virginity, and the thoughts in his mind drifted farther and farther towards Lantian.
What Qin Ming didn't know was that just when he was missing his wives.
In the Qin Mansion in Lantian County, three girls and a little woman were kneeling on his huge bed.
They are the charming girl Xiao Qingwan, the arrogant girl Yang Zijun, the gossip girl Mao Tu and the foodie girl Si Snake.
Ever since Qin Ming left home, Qin Ming's big bed has become a place where the four girls gathered together to talk in private.
At this time, the gossip girl Maotu was hugging the quilt and said with a gossipy face:
"Hey, have you heard about it?"
The three women asked:
"What did you hear?"
Maotu smiled mysteriously, moved closer to the four of them, and said in a low voice:
"The people in the backyard today secretly told the slave that the maids the old man brought back a few days ago are actually his concubines."
Si She's eyes widened when she heard this.
"Isn't it possible? The old man's physical strength makes it difficult to catch a fish. Can he handle it?"
Wan'er stretched out her hand, hit the snake, and said angrily:
"What nonsense are you telling the truth!"
Yang Zijun blinked, confused.
"What are you talking about? What can't be tolerated?"
After hearing this, Maotu leaned into Yang Zijun's ear and whispered softly.
Yang Zijun only listened to a few words, and his pretty face suddenly turned red.
She bit her lip lightly and couldn't help but shrink back her long straight legs.
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