The Empress’ Livestream

1739th: Warm Feet

Sun Lan went all the way back to the mansion, but no one came out to greet the carriages at the door, the slightly old-colored door was closed tightly, and the door was deserted, even the concierge went somewhere. Rao Sun Lan has a good temper, and she was a little angry when she saw this scene.

Before he could speak, he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps.

It turned out that it was the butler who rushed over after hearing the commotion. He looked plump several times before, and his figure developed horizontally.

The butler hurriedly pleaded guilty as soon as he came up, but Sun Lan didn't speak, and he couldn't figure out what the other party meant.

He saw that Sun Lan felt a little guilty, but Sun Lan didn't question her, so the housekeeper temporarily let go of the concern.

"I'm tired, I'll go home first."

After finishing speaking, he walked past the housekeeper and stepped over the threshold to enter the mansion.

Looking at Sun Lan, who showed no signs of emotion or anger, the housekeeper felt a little uneasy.

When Sun Lan saw the main courtyard that seemed to have been tidied up, but not very clean everywhere, her dissatisfaction deepened.

The accompanying guards packed up the contents of several carriages, most of which were books, not only the textbooks mailed by Jinlin Academy, but also several boxes of homework and reading notes written by Sun Lan over the years, all neatly packed It's neat and tidy.

A small part is Sun Lan's personal belongings and personal change of clothes.

It was a little late to come back on the first day, Sun Lan reviewed her homework, and planned to go to her friends tomorrow to learn about the situation and get familiar with the teaching style of the masters in the academy. He and Fengyi had suspended their studies for more than two years, and they still don't know what new tricks the group of bereaved masters in Jinlin Academy have come up with.

The winter night was getting dark quickly, and Sun Lan ordered people to light up a few lamps to light up. After dinner, she punched a set and continued to read books.

Around the time of the beginning of Hai, that is, nine o'clock in the evening, the guard's attendant called him softly.

"What is it?"

"The butler just came over and said that it was getting late, so he persuaded Mr. Lang to rest earlier."

Sun Lan asked, "What time is it?"

He didn't feel sleepy, so it shouldn't be time for him to sleep on weekdays.

The attendant replied, "It's just the beginning of Haichu."

It's still early, an hour before his usual bedtime.

but--

"Forget it, there are still many things to do tomorrow morning, so it's better to take a rest early."

He is the only one in the house, and all human relations and everything go through his hands, there are many trivial matters.

It's just that Sun Lan didn't expect that there would be a "surprise" or "shock" waiting for him in her own room.

After taking a simple shower and washing, Sun Lan put on her pajamas and prepared to fall asleep.

His vision in the room was dim, and he felt a little drowsy again, so he was about to lie down under the blanket in a daze.

When she entered the bed for the first time, there was warmth in the bed, which made Sun Lan couldn't help but sigh.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

During the more than two years in the military camp, I slept on hard, cold mattresses. Every winter, when I shrink into the bed, it is like entering an ice cellar. I have to curl up and wait for the body temperature to warm the bed. Although the servants in the house are slack, they still remember to use the hand stove to warm the bed, which is not hopeless. Thinking of this, Sun Lan straightened her feet, and her cold feet suddenly touched two soft and warm things. Not only was he drowsy from the fright of the heat, but the thing was also shivering from the ice on his feet.

"what--"

Sun Lan scolded sharply, sat up in fright, pulled her feet back, and lifted the quilt at the same time.

The thing reacted quickly, and it actually wanted to stretch out its hands to hug his feet and stuff them in front of his chest.

What a shameless ghost!

Sun Lan quickly took the saber and drew out the long sword to kill the monster.

The guards outside heard the movement and rushed in. Before seeing anything, they heard the woman crying.

The two night guards looked at each other, took a step back tacitly, and asked what happened.

Sun Lan was still in shock, vaguely saw a naked woman lying across the end of the bed, and naturally understood what her feet touched just now, she was immediately ashamed and annoyed, clenched her sword hand tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "Nothing, go out!"

The guards exchanged ambiguous glances, everything was kept silent.

Sun Lan kept her sword on her body, turned on the lights in the room with a cold face, and found the naked woman kneeling at the end of the bed.

A head of glossy black hair hangs over her back, a few slipping down her shoulders, making the exposed skin whiter and more delicate.

Sun Lan looked away in embarrassment.

"Who are you?"

The woman, or the young girl, looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she had a well-developed figure.

"The servants are here to warm Mr. Dalang's feet."

warm feet?

Take off naked and climb into his bed to warm his feet?

Sun Lan is really knowledgeable, finding a hand stove to warm his feet is better than this guy, so he has to find someone to occupy his bed?

No matter how bad it is, put on your clothes to warm up and leave, what does it mean to take off naked?

Sun Lan stood far away, and spoke out her thoughts very frankly, which made the girl feel ashamed and embarrassed.

"The slave family, the slave family is also here to serve Lord Dalang..."

Warmer feet, to put it bluntly, is a girl who can sleep, and doesn't need to be given any title, even a concubine is worse.

They use their bodies to warm the bed and warm the owner's feet, and the owner can use them to vent if necessary.

Jiang Pengji made a fuss the year before, and every family became obedient, and didn't dare to engage in noble, good, or lowly concubines, because they didn't have enough credit and were not qualified to take concubines at all. Once a concubine is accepted, it is a crime of overstepping the system, ranging from losing the official position to harming the whole family. But it is impossible for a man to have only one wife in his life. No matter how delicious the dish is, it will get boring after several years of eating, so I always have to change the taste.

Even if it's a piece of stale shit, as long as these men haven't eaten it, they want to taste it.

Therefore, warm feet girl has another meaning.

Not only responsible for warming the master's feet, but also warming up the master's body and heart, and sleeping with him.

Sun Lan stayed in the barracks, and was used to listening to the dirty words of the soldiers. After being exposed to them, she was not so pure, and could understand the girl's subtext.

"Oh, did the housekeeper send you here?"

He snorted coldly and heard the maid tremble.

Um……

The temperature in the room is not high, and she is naked, so it is strange that she is not shaking.

"When will a servant meddle in the master's private affairs and take care of everything in the master's room?"

Sun Lan didn't expect such a daring girl to crawl into his bed the first night he came back.

When is he?

Just thinking about it makes me angry!

The foot-warming girl was about to cry, and she looked pitiful and lovely against the candlelight, especially her naked body, which was even more exciting to the young man who was full of energy and blood. If an ordinary rich man saw this, he probably accepted it, so why not eat the meat delivered to his door. However, Sun Lan felt a sense of shame and resentment at being humiliated and fooled by others, pointed her sword at the girl and said, "Get out!!!"

"Get out, let the butler get out, I want to ask him if he wants to turn the world upside down!"

The butler was slack and was not good at doing things. He actually thought of currying favor with him by giving away a woman. Just thinking about it made him sick.

It's just a servant, who actually has the idea of ​​trying to play tricks on his master, and uses such inferior and disgusting methods! ! !

The mistress of an ordinary gentry family will indeed arrange a girl who teaches personnel affairs for the heirs who are about to grow up.

Whether to refuse or accept, it is also necessary to ask the opinions of the parties concerned.

A housekeeper, does he really regard himself as his father and mother?

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