The Master and His Two Servants

By the time Li Qiwei arrived in Cambridgeshire, it was already around seven in the evening.

Following the route in his memory, he headed toward the house he rented near Cambridge University.

Earlier at the venue, someone had mentioned he had a male servant and a maid, which had surprised him.

In this era, anyone who could bring servants across the ocean was certainly wealthy or noble—it seemed his original self's family was no simple lot.

His memory did confirm these two people.

The man was named Li San, a family-born servant of the Li Family, skilled in a fine martial art, and specifically tasked with his personal safety.

Li San was three or four years older than Li Qiwei; they had grown up together and shared a close bond.

So Li Qiwei never treated him as a servant, instead calling him Third Brother.

The woman was named Hong'er, a maid of the Li Family, only seventeen this year, also sent to handle his daily living.

Thank goodness for these two attendants—otherwise, having crossed over, Li Qiwei might not even manage basic necessities.

Not to mention, it was now 1900, with none of the later era's food delivery or washing machines.

If he had to live alone, it would be an absolute mess.

After walking for about several dozen minutes, Li Qiwei finally reached home.

The house he rented was a standalone courtyard, with a quiet surrounding environment.

Before he even entered, a sturdy man about 1.8 meters tall jogged over, his face brimming with joy.

"Young master, you're finally back. I was so worried."

Li Qiwei looked at Li San, mimicking the original self's way of speaking from memory, and smiled:

"Third Brother, what's there to worry about? This place isn't like back home—it's quite safe."

Li San said, "Still, I can't rest easy. You going to London alone, a long journey, unfamiliar with the people and places."

Li Qiwei smiled without replying and led him into his bedroom.

"Where's Hong'er?"

"Don't even mention it. That girl's gone wild again. Ever since we came to this England, she's been running free."

"Letting her run wild is fine. She's a young girl—I was afraid she'd get stifled and fall ill."

"Ah, young master, you're just too good to her, and now her heart's gone wild."

Li Qiwei took off his suit and tie clip, changed into a home short-sleeved shirt, and smiled:

"We three are in a foreign land now—why bother with master and servant? Unity is the real way, or else the foreign devils will bully us."

As they were chatting and laughing, Hong'er returned cheerfully. Seeing Li Qiwei, she quickly said:

"Oh, young master, you're back."

The pretty young girl before him wore a typical English lady's dress, paired with the distinctive features of an Eastern woman.

It actually had a unique charm, quite pleasing to the eye.

But Li San couldn't appreciate it. He snapped at Hong'er: "You dead girl, where have you been running wild?"

Hong'er shot Li San a glare, ignored him, and said to Li Qiwei with a grin:

"Young master, you must be tired. I'll get you some water and wash your feet." With that, she ran out.

Li Qiwei also said to Li San, "Third Brother, you go rest too."

"Alright, young master." With that, Li San left the room.

Soon, Hong'er came back in with a basin of water.

She slowly crouched down, helped Li Qiwei roll up his pant legs, and began washing them carefully.

Li Qiwei watched this scene and could only sigh—damn that feudal society, both lovable and hateful!

Then he stopped dwelling on it and quietly pondered his next plans.

First thing was to graduate smoothly—no worry there, it would be a breeze.

Second thing was the bet with Lord Kelvin—that needed careful thought.

Though he'd made the decision on impulse, unable to stand the mockery, as long as it brought him fame, it would be good for him.

After all, as a Huaxia man in this era, trying to establish a presence in physics was nearly impossible.

As for the third thing, he wanted science to take root and thrive in Huaxia as soon as possible.

But that was extremely difficult, requiring vast funds and connections.

For now, he could only take it one step at a time.

After washing his feet, Hong'er heard Li Qiwei sigh and asked cautiously:

"Young master, what's wrong? Did something happen today?"

"Nothing, I'm just sighing. Hong'er, you go rest too." With that, Li Qiwei prepared to go to bed.

Having just crossed over and experienced quite a bit today, he felt tired as well.

Who would have thought that this one sentence would leave Hong'er completely baffled.

"Master, you're not sleeping with me tonight?" Her tone carried a hint of grievance.

"Huh?" Li Qiwei was suddenly stunned. What was going on here?

He searched through the original owner's memories, and then he understood—it was all empiricism's fault!

As a maidservant, Hong'er not only took care of Li Qiwei's daily needs but was also responsible for warming the bed and sharing it, essentially serving as a bedchamber maid.

The original owner had long been accustomed to this, but Li Qiwei was a modern man, and for a moment, he truly didn't know how to handle it.

But on second thought, if he sent Hong'er away now and made her sleep alone, the little girl might overthink things.

Forget it, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Li Qiwei wasn't one to covet beauty.

So, he smiled and said, "Ah, I'm just tired and confused. Let's go to sleep."

Hong'er became cheerful again upon hearing this. She went out to dump the foot-washing water, washed up herself, and then came back inside.

Then she helped Li Qiwei undress, and there was unintentional physical contact.

Although Li Qiwei wasn't exactly a virgin, being attended to by such a young maiden was a first for him.

For a moment, he felt a restless itch.

Then Hong'er began to undress herself.

Li Qiwei was instantly stunned. He hadn't expected that this girl, who looked to be about one meter sixty-five, had so much to offer.

Moreover, her skin was delicate and rosy all over. Though she was a maidservant, she was better cared for than the daughters of ordinary households.

Add to that her three years in England, which had made her personality much more outgoing, completely breaking the stereotypical image of a feudal maidservant.

When the lights were turned off and they lay in bed, Hong'er clung to Li Qiwei's chest like an octopus, falling asleep peacefully.

This left him feeling clawed at from within, a wicked fire surging up in his heart!

It was as if a world war was raging in his mind.

The original owner was a simpleton. Though he had shared a bed with Hong'er for three years, he had never thought about that sort of thing, and Hong'er didn't understand it either.

But Li Qiwei was a top student, after all—he had to have some class.

He'd have to wait until the girl came of age. Yeah, that was the decision.

So, to keep calm, Li Qiwei silently derived the mass-energy equivalence equation in his mind.

After who knows how long, he finally drifted off into a dazed sleep.

The night passed without incident.

The next morning, when Li Qiwei got up, Hong'er had already prepared breakfast and drawn the washing water.

"Master, you're awake!"

"Mm." Li Qiwei mumbled in response.

He had spent the whole night in an inner struggle, which left him without proper rest.

Shaking off the messy thoughts in his head, Li Qiwei washed up, ate, and then headed toward Cambridge University.

The place he rented was only a thirty-minute walk from the school.

With a relaxed mood, Li Qiwei walked at an easy pace.

At that world-renowned institution, he was about to begin an invincible academic career!

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