In the manor, the servants moved quietly, not daring to approach the main courtyard. The butler came to inquire about breakfast, only to find the courtyard empty, the door tightly closed. There was a faint sound from within. The butler blushed slightly, not daring to disturb, and only after breakfast time had passed did the bell at the courtyard door ring, prompting the butler to order others to heat up breakfast.
Xie Jue was somewhat annoyed with his indulgence, his waist too sore to straighten. He was a very restrained and upright person who would never allow Fang Chuning to engage in daytime frivolities. But Fang Chuning, with his looks and audacity, insisted on dragging him into pleasure. He knew that everyone at the manor was probably aware by now—given the commotion when they returned from the hot spring to the courtyard. He was utterly exhausted, whereas Fang Chuning looked refreshed, having taken advantage and then coyly helping to massage him.
