Ye Wen returned to his guest room. The three little maids were playing inside, but the moment they saw Ye Wen, they rushed over to bow and greet him.
"You're back, young master."
"Young master, are you hungry? Would you like to eat first?"
"Young master, are you tired? I can massage your back and shoulders."
Three sugar-coated cannonballs came hurtling at Ye Wen, nearly overwhelming even his Innate Third Rank body. As expected, a hero's grave was a land of tenderness.
Ye Wen's brain stalled, and he spoke without thinking.
"Then let's eat first!"
Only then did the three maids hurry off to the kitchen and bring out the meal they had prepared long ago.
The reason the three maids had changed so much was that at first, they hadn't known Ye Wen. They'd assumed he was some noble young master from another city.
Young masters like that always left once they'd had their fun. They had no pity for women like them, much less any intention of taking them away!
It wasn't until Ye Wen spent the whole day at the Library Pavilion that they heard some things about him from the guards.
Only then did they learn that Ye Wen was actually a mighty Innate Third Rank expert, a young lord whom the Grand Princess herself intended to recruit into the Innate Mansion. That was when their thoughts began to stir. They had no say in choosing their first time.
So Ye Wen was undoubtedly the best possible choice. He was young, handsome, tall and well-built, and full of manly charm. He also had a limitless future. Every lord who entered the Innate Mansion was a renowned figure in Demon Suppressing City. So even if he didn't take them with him after their first time, they wouldn't serve anyone else afterward.
Otherwise, the next time might be with some man in his seventies or eighties, and they would have no choice but to accept. It had to be said: this was a cruel world, and the sorrow of having neither power nor influence. Beautiful women were reduced to tools, tools for serving men.
That was why they were all so forward today. If they could become one of the lord's concubines, then that would be the best fate they could hope for!
But Ye Wen had no idea. Watching the maids' fiery enthusiasm, he muttered to himself.
Oh no, this must be the Grand Princess, Mo Ruxue, making another move on me. What should I do? I can't stay here! I need to find a way to leave, and I can't practice here, either.
While the maids were away in the kitchen, Ye Wen glanced at the martial techniques in his hand. This collection of 108 moves really suited him. Martial techniques had to be practiced; reading a book wasn't enough to learn them. But this place was too small, with nowhere for him to train.
Once the little maids brought the food to the table, Ye Wen had the first meal of his life where someone served him food, poured his wine, and kneaded his neck and shoulders with a soft hand.
With his body as tough as it was now, the kneading felt no different from a gentle caress. He had just been thinking about going out to train, but suddenly, he felt that perhaps there was no need to leave. Maybe he could learn just by reading? The feeling of that little hand caressing him was truly...
By the end of the meal, Ye Wen had lost track of how much wine he'd drunk and how much food he'd eaten. He was already quite drunk, and only then did the little maids begin clearing the table, carrying the bowls, chopsticks, and plates to the kitchen.
Ye Wen had once been a model student and had never touched alcohol. But today, while the little maids served him wine, he drank too much and wildly pulled one of them into his arms, downing cup after cup. He didn't know how much he'd had. He had to admit, this felt wonderful.
Drunk, with a beauty on his lap; awake, with the world in his grasp! That was what men loved most!
Just then, the Grand Princess, Mo Ruxue, entered from outside. She had come to invite Ye Wen to join the Innate Mansion. When she saw him sitting alone in a grand armchair, his gaze hazy as he looked at her, the Grand Princess gracefully approached and said to Ye Wen:
"Young Master Ye, Demon Suppressing City is facing troubles within and threats from without, and I am struggling to cope. I would like to invite you to join the Innate Mansion and help Ruxue deal with the situation!"
Ye Wen could barely make out what the Grand Princess was saying. All he saw was a beautiful woman, like a celestial maiden from the heavens, slowly approaching him with graceful steps. The faint fragrance on the Grand Princess made him even more intoxicated, and he mumbled:
"Sure! Good! All right! Anything you say!"
Then he grabbed Mo Ruxue and took a deep breath, opening his mouth to kiss her face.
Mo Ruxue was startled when Ye Wen grabbed her. Only then did she smell the heavy stench of alcohol on him. She tried to break free, but how could she possibly escape the embrace of an Innate Third Rank Martial Cultivator?
She quickly began chanting a spell, and a soft glow shot into Ye Wen's mind. With a bang, the two of them fell to the floor together.
The three maids hurried over, but at the sight of what had happened, they were speechless. All they heard was Mo Ruxue's furious roar.
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