The waterways crisscrossing this area nurtured many large fish with delicate flesh and few bones. The locals took freshly caught live fish, removed the skin and blood, and sliced them into thin pieces, revealing red muscles and white tissues, all as thin as cicada wings. Accompanied by turmeric, celery, garlic slices, vermicelli, and other ingredients, with a little dipping sauce, once in the mouth, it felt like ice and snow melting, turning into sweet essence—truly indescribable.

She ate several portions, so satisfied that she couldn’t stop sighing. Seeing her behavior, Yun Ya knew exactly who this dish was prepared for and laughed, calling her a “greedy cat.” Feng Miao Jun pretended not to hear.

Although the fish slices were light and thin, they filled the bamboo basket, weighing no less than seven liang, enough for her to feast on. Just as she was eating with half-closed eyes in contentment, Yun Ya said to her: “Take a bath after you finish eating.”

“Mm-hmm.” Having spent many days camping outdoors in the Yao Kingdom, when had she had the opportunity to bathe in hot water? Being able to dip in streams a few times was already fortunate. Reminded of this, her entire body suddenly felt itchy, and she couldn’t wait to soak in the hot spring.

Behind Spring Source Residence was an open-air orchid soup pool, separated by fences and dense trees, which provided both ventilation and privacy.

Feng Miao Jun deliberately chose a pool furthest from Yun Ya. Just as she was about to undress and step in, she heard him calling out: “An’an, come here.”

Go…go over there?

She had an ominous feeling, but still walked quickly to his door and knocked gently twice: “Young Master, you called for me?”

A lazy voice came from inside: “Come in and scrub my back.”

Scrub his back?

She stood rooted to the spot, a thousand suggestive images flashing through her mind as if her feet had grown roots.

Hearing no response, Yun Ya impatiently called out again.

She had to steel herself and push the door open to enter.

Fortunately, he was already soaking in the pool, and she couldn’t see anything she shouldn’t. She sighed in relief, not knowing whether to feel relieved or disappointed and pretended to be clueless as she walked over: “Where have all the servants gone?”

For noble guests, there were usually dedicated attendants here.

“Sent them away.”

She laughed dryly: “How could my skills compare to their professional service?”

“They are not qualified.” Yun Ya snorted with his back to her, “Stop making excuses, hurry up.”

Since he thought so highly of her, should she thank him for this great honor? Feng Miao Jun struggled to maintain her smile without distortion, took a soft cloth from the bamboo basket, dampened it, and slowly began to scrub his back.

Truthfully, his skin was like jade, and after being washed with water, it displayed an even more delicate and moist luster that would make women envious. Even though he was sitting relaxed, his back revealed clearly defined muscles and elegant lines, possessing the vigorous and agile beauty of masculinity. His clothes usually concealed his robust physique from others, and Feng Miao Jun thought this might be why he didn’t want others to attend to his bath.

Counting from the White Elephant Mountain Range, the two had shared physical proximity for more than just a day or two. She kept her eyes down, focusing intently on her task, not knowing whether it was due to the steamy heat of the hot spring, but she felt her whole body sweating.

After finishing his back, Yun Ya cooperatively turned around, allowing her to scrub his chest and neck.

Being stared at intensely by a stunningly beautiful man was not actually pleasant. If she lowered her head, it seemed as if she was trying to peek at his private areas. It was truly difficult—neither looking down nor up was appropriate, so she could only try to look straight ahead.

Fortunately, this pool was rich in iron, giving the spring water a dark rusty color. As long as she didn’t deliberately look, Feng Miao Jun couldn’t see certain parts of his body below his slim waist.

Each second felt as long as a year.

She knelt by the pool, with her sleeves and trouser legs rolled up high, revealing snow-white and proportionate arms and legs, like tender lotus roots; her small face was a pretty apple red, whether from the steam or embarrassment was unclear.

Yun Ya noticed fine beads of sweat appearing on her small nose tip and instinctively reached out to wipe them: “Too hot?”

This gesture was too intimate; she immediately froze, her face turning even redder, and she responded with a vague, low sound.

He looked at her leisurely and suddenly said: “The hairpin is very pretty.” This hairpin hadn’t been there before this afternoon.

Feng Miao Jun paused, her lips curving upward. This was the first time he had directly complimented her—hard to come by indeed. But this man’s mind was terrifyingly attentive; she had only worn it for such a short time, yet he had noticed.

As her hands moved up and down, a few strands of hair fell playfully over her forehead. Yun Ya felt playful and was about to reach out to brush them away, but Feng Miao Jun beat him to it, tucking them behind her ear: “No need for the Young Master to trouble himself.”

Yun Ya smiled: “I see you’re sweating all over. Would you like to come in for a wash? This hot spring is extremely comfortable.”

“No, no need!” How could she not know the comfort of soaking in a hot spring? If it weren’t for this troublemaker, she would have been enjoying it already! She had to pretend: “Work makes me happy!”

Finally finishing washing his body, Feng Miao Jun breathed a sigh of relief and released the cloth: “Young Master, it’s done. You can take your time, I’ll…” At this point, she belatedly realized that with his level of cultivation, he already had a “spotless” body, his skin impervious to dirt—how could he need her to scrub him?

Damn it, was he just toying with her again?

Before she could put down the cloth, he caught her wrist and guided her hand down his chest, pressing it against his firm abdomen: “Not finished yet, there’s still here.”

“And, here.” He guided her hand, sliding down his abdomen and continuing downward…

Her fingertips inevitably caressed his skin, smooth and elastic, and then, touching the pool water, transmitted a warmth back to her. Feng Miao Jun could no longer endure it and abruptly withdrew her hand, standing up and stepping back: “I-I’m in a hurry, I need to change clothes!”

“Changing clothes” was a euphemism for using the toilet. Yun Ya didn’t force her, releasing her hand, only watching as her face changed from apple red to cherry red.

Feng Miao Jun didn’t wait for his nod before rushing out the door and running away quickly.

From behind came the faint sound of his malicious laughter, sounding quite pleased.

After running over ten zhang away, she still felt her face flushed, her heart thumping endlessly as if it would jump out of her chest.

Is this harassment? It is, right?

She had encountered workplace sexual harassment in this world!

Feng Miao Jun covered her face for a dozen breaths, silently reciting the names of all the gods she knew from her previous life before gradually calming down.

She returned to the pool she had chosen earlier, undressed, and soaked in.

At this point, she would never go back to serve him again, no matter what. That guy was retaliating for her earlier act of using public means for private gain—so petty!

Ah, how comfortable…

Soaking in a hot spring in cold weather, with all limbs relaxed, was truly a joy surpassing immortals.

Feng Miao Jun couldn’t help but let out a moan when she heard a light “click” outside the door.

“Who’s there!” She immediately sank into the water, bringing out her Star Heaven Awl.

Had that scoundrel followed her here to play tricks? If he dared to push the door open, even though they were nominally master and servant, she would not hesitate to reward him with a stab of her awl!

The wooden door was lightly knocked twice, and then a female voice came through: “Does the noble guest need our service?”

So it was the female servants.

Feng Miao Jun let out a long sigh of relief and spoke to send them away.

She didn’t like being exposed before others either.