Chapter 131: Massage

“How did you find my room?”

This mansion is much bigger than Biqing Garden, and besides, Jiang Sui is visiting for the first time. She shouldn’t know where my room is.

“You weren’t searching the whole morning for my room, were you?”

“Of course not, Young Master. Do you think I’m that silly?”

“That’s good…”

“In truth, I followed Young Master back to his room last night, and waited by the bedside for almost an entire night. That’s why I came over so late today.”

“That’s even more suspicious!”

As expected of Jiang Sui—she hasn’t seen me for just one night, and now she’s already speaking nonsense again.

Complaining internally, Lu Yunze turned his attention to her condition. After arriving at the mansion, she’d changed back into her work Maid Uniform. The neatly fitted black maid outfit tightly hugged her curvy figure, and her full, creamy white chest was pressed firmly beneath the fabric.

Her ash-brown hair was tied up meticulously, braided obediently at the back, revealing the delicate, slender line of her neck.

She folded her slender arms in front of her, fingers laced together gently. Dressed in black stockings and standing tall, she looked every bit the obedient, well-behaved girl.

“What is it? Do I have some particularly attractive trait for Young Master to notice?”

Noticing his restless gaze, Lu Yunze averted his eyes as he replied, “No, I was just wondering how your illness is.”

“I’ve pretty much recovered. If Young Master doesn’t believe me, you can check for yourself.”

As Jiang Sui spoke, she stepped forward, bringing her chest right up in front of him.

The girl’s arms were slender and well-shaped—an ounce more flesh would look plump, an ounce less would be too skinny. Her skin was fair, her fingers long and joints distinct, with nails like little pearls.

More importantly, the rashes on her arm were now almost invisible. It seemed she really had recovered well.

“Mm, that’s good.”

Lu Yunze nodded, ever the strict superior.

“If you’re still worried, Young Master, you can keep examining me a bit longer. There still seems to be a small patch here that hasn’t cleared up.”

“Alright, let me see…”

Lu Yunze had just turned his head when he saw the little maid lift the hem of her skirt, right in front of him.

Her full thighs were on full display, and beneath the black stockings, a white pair of panties caught his eye.

They were printed with a Small Pig Pattern!

He’d been tricked.

Realizing this, Lu Yunze hurriedly looked away, but the cute Small Pig Pattern had already left a vivid impression in his mind.

“What are you doing?”

“For inspection, of course.” Jiang Sui was still holding up her skirt, sitting down as she gave her thigh a light push and grinned.

“Who inspects like that?”

“Well, if I’d had more time, I would’ve taken them off before Young Master could see.”

“You know I get embarrassed easily.”

“A Young Master who doesn’t get embarrassed isn’t a real Young Master.”

Her nonsense was endless, and Lu Yunze almost got swept away by her antics.

“Alright, put your skirt down. I’m not joking here.”

“…Oh.” Jiang Sui seemed a little disappointed for some reason. “Last time, Young Master said you didn’t like shorts, so I changed to this style.”

When did I ever say something like that? Lu Yunze’s brow twitched.

“How about it, Young Master? Do you like the Small Pig Pattern? If you don’t, I also have the Small Bear Pattern, and even a Bee Collection Pattern style.”

“Enough, enough. I get it, your inventory is enormous. Spare me.”

Lu Yunze rubbed his forehead, nearly kneeling down to beg her to let him off.

Really, this girl is way too lively.

It’s obviously her first time at the Su Family Main House, yet she doesn’t seem nervous at all. She even manages to mingle with the servants here as if she’s always known them.

With a temperament like that, sometimes she really puts Lu Yunze’s own reserved nature to shame.

Still, even though he kept up a stern face, Jiang Sui could see through his worries. She narrowed her eyes slightly, the corners of her lips rising as if she’d discovered some rare treasure.

“Young Master, if there’s something on your mind, you can tell me directly.”

“I don’t have anything. You should just do what you need to do.”

“That can’t be, I can see Young Master’s already turning into a bitter melon.”

Huh?

Lu Yunze subconsciously raised his hand to his face, not realizing he’d been making any expression at all.

In order to help him relax, Jiang Sui walked around to stand behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders. Like a gentle breeze, her arms lifted, and with each word she swayed a little.

“You really won’t say? Didn’t you promise to let me help you with your troubles?”

“Sigh, Young Master treating me so coldly must mean you’re bored of me and that’s why you’re acting like this.”

“Now that you’re back at the Su Family Main House, there are other girls around—smarter and cuter than me, and better at making Young Master happy.”

Lu Yunze’s brows knit tightly together. No matter how she whispered at his ear, he simply didn’t react.

That’s just how he was—once he’d decided on something, he’d stick to it, no matter what.

He didn’t know how much time passed before Jiang Sui finally stopped her antics. Lu Yunze thought she’d given up, but then she spoke up again:

“Young Master, how about I give you a massage?”

“…Fine, but don’t be too rough. I’m afraid of pain.”

They say massage helps relax the body and mind, so Lu Yunze just let her be. Besides, he did feel a bit stiff around his shoulders and back lately.

Maybe it was from using that Heavy Sword recently, and he’d strained his shoulders and chest.

Getting his permission, Jiang Sui stood up straight, flexed her fingers, and then pressed her palms gently onto his shoulders.

As the girl’s fingers pressed down, Lu Yunze immediately felt a wave of comfort.

Her strength was just right, massaging his stiff muscles as if unclogging a blocked stream—unusually relaxing.

He had to admit, it was truly comfortable.

The tingling sensation from his shoulders quickly spread through his body, and Lu Yunze’s frown finally eased, his whole being nearly melting into the chair.

“Young Master, how’s my pressure?”

“Mm… comfortable.” Lu Yunze almost moaned out loud.

“Then I’ll go a bit harder.”

“Alright, go ahead, go ahead.”

Lu Yunze thought, I’m already so tough—what’s a little more strength going to do?

But in the very next second, Jiang Sui’s pressure suddenly increased, like a car stepping hard on the accelerator.

“Ah—!”

Lu Yunze almost cried out, but managed to hold it in.

That should have just been a one-off.

But no, after increasing the pressure, Jiang Sui maintained that level. If the earlier massage had been gentle, this now felt as if a tiger or a porcupine were pummeling his back.

Strangely, though, it wasn’t just painful—there was also a pleasant sensation mixed in. In short, it was: painful yet oddly satisfying.

In a flash, half an hour went by. Jiang Sui, covered in sweat, finally stopped and let out a sigh of relief.

“How is it, Young Master? Young Master?”

Eh?

Lu Yunze didn’t know when he’d lost all response, slumped in the chair, giggling to himself from time to time.

“Young Master, don’t die! What am I supposed to do if you die on me?”

“I’m not dead!”

Lu Yunze shot up suddenly, gulping for air.

“Did you do that on purpose?”

“No, I only did it because you gave me permission…”

“But you used way too much force!”

Jiang Sui blew on her hands, enjoying his reaction as she teased, “That’s what you get for complimenting me.”

“What did you say?”

“I said, doesn’t Young Master feel better now? That means you should share your worries with me.”

No…

“Your massage is evil!”

“Stop, stop, I’ll talk! I’ll talk, okay?!”

Lu Yunze was genuinely scared. The massage was comfortable, sure, but if she pressed any harder, he worried his bones would snap under her hands.

He poured out all the worries in his heart—his nervousness, unease, and how he was still adjusting to the new environment.

Maybe she’d laugh at him.

But she didn’t. Jiang Sui listened very seriously, her expression growing solemn as she heard everything.

“So Young Master gets nervous too. Actually, I get nervous as well.”

“Ah?”

Jiang Sui brought her hands to her chest.

“It’s my first time at the Main House too. Meeting the Old Master makes me nervous. What if I accidentally upset him—will I have to sell myself on the spot to repay 1.8 million? So stressful…”

“Are you really nervous?”

Though she said she was scared, Jiang Sui’s smile was warm and radiant—Lu Yunze wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination.

“It’s alright. Young Master, you’re not the only one who gets nervous.”

Jiang Sui took his hand gently in hers.

“See? I’m still right here beside you, aren’t I? Since we’re both nervous, why don’t we just get through this holiday together?”

Lu Yunze was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled in relief. “Alright, that’s a promise. Don’t bail on me later.”

“If Young Master’s still worried, you could take some preventive measures with me.”

“Huh?”

“They say there’s a kind of Secret Art that marks a person’s lower abdomen with a triangle pattern. Once it’s engraved, the one who receives it will forever become the caster’s slave…”

Jiang Sui spoke as she raised her skirt, tracing a triangle on her lower belly with her finger, but Lu Yunze quickly stopped her.

“Enough, enough! You’re not a spellcaster. Why bother with all that?”

Jiang Sui grinned mischievously, then said, “There’s always the physical method. Some rich people like to use leashes to train disobedient maids, making them crawl on the ground like dogs…”

“Alright, alright, I trust you won’t run off. I believe in your professionalism.”

“Trust isn’t about professionalism, Young Master. It’s about personal character. I want to stay by your side, so I won’t run off.”

And so the two of them reached a mutual agreement—to face difficulties together.

After Jiang Sui left, Lu Yunze finally relaxed, deciding to go outside for a walk to clear his head.

As he reached the corridor, he saw Luo Yao jogging over, slightly out of breath.

“Brother Yunze!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Sorry, I was only thinking about myself. You must be feeling anxious coming home like this.”

“Huh?”

“How about joining my social circle? I can introduce you to a few friends.”

Luo Yao was brimming with confidence, waiting for his reply.

Lu Yunze took a deep breath and smiled, “No need, I’ve already thought it through.”

“R-really?”

Luo Yao, deeply disappointed.