Chapter 28: The Red Tide of Spring Passion (Part 1)

  It wasn't until Zhou Wenbo finished copying that he realized it was already deep into the night, and at the end of the month, even the moon had curved into a thin crescent.

  Although Hong Zhuang was only a teenager, she was undoubtedly a literary girl. She had read almost all the books in her study room. Now, Young Master had created so many wonderful poems and songs, which made her feel shocked and admired at the same time. While helping Zhou Wenbo sort out his manuscripts, she secretly recited them to herself.

  It was as if she had suddenly obtained a delicious spiritual food, which made Hong Zhu forget her fatigue and accompanied Zhou Wenbo until late at night.

  "Time for bed, Hong Zhuang." Zhou Wenbo picked up a celadon oil lamp and instructed Hong Zhuang to return to their quarters together.

  When Zhou Wenbo returned to his residence and pushed open the door, he thought he had walked into the wrong place.

  Under the warm and swaying light, the originally simple and plain two-story house was decorated, with Shu brocade woven carpets laid on the ground, new stickers posted on the walls, and even the old window paper was replaced with new ones, the whole house had a completely different look.

  "Young master, these were all changed by Zhou Daguai's people this afternoon. Later, I heard that the kitchen's Gu Sazi said you've become a national duke, is that true?" The young girl Hong Zhuang asked with a mixture of pride and surprise, closely following behind Zhou Wenbo.

  These past few days, Zhou Wenbo has devoted all his energy to rescuing the fate of the Zhao Guo Gong Fu, and didn't even know when Hong Zhuo would return from Lin Shi's place. He also rarely communicated with his two personal maidservants, until now he suddenly remembered that he had neglected these two girls whose fates were tied to his own.

  Neglecting a beauty is the greatest sin! Zhou Wenbo couldn't forgive himself for the mistakes he made towards the beauty in the past few days.

  "My mother has already handed over the seal to me. Although I have not yet received the emperor's approval, it is now no problem to call me Duke of Zhao!"

  Zhou Wenbo was quite fond of this beautiful and intelligent maid, who was not only lovely but also understood people's intentions, loved books to the point of madness, and seemed to have no flaws except for her poor physique. How could she not be satisfactory?

  "But I heard from Aunt Gu that Master Zhou is worried that we two young ones don't understand things and won't take good care of you, so he wants to arrange four more senior maids for you. And someone also whispered to me that Sister Qing'e is getting old and will be married off soon. Master, since I entered the Liang Palace, it's been Sister Qing'e who has taken care of me, and in these three years, she's always been serving you. Please, can't we keep Sister Qing'e? I don't want to leave her for my whole life!"

  Seeing Zhou Wenbo in a good mood, the young girl tentatively spoke out about the rumors she had heard and her hidden fears. She was very satisfied with the days spent living with Young Master and Qing'e sister, just like being with her closest relatives. If Qing'e were to be sent away from the mansion, the little one really didn't know what to do.

  "Who said we're going to send Qing'e away?" Zhou Wenbo suddenly stopped and asked back.

  Is it that someone thinks they've already gained power and are planning to send some relatives' daughters or the like to fill in around themselves, so they can be close to them in the future?

  "I heard them say that Qing'e has been following Young Master for three years and is still a virgin, so she must not be liked by Young Master, so..."

  As she spoke, Hong Zhuang's face grew redder and her speech slower, until her voice was barely audible, like the hum of a mosquito.

  She was already fourteen years old after all, and it was also a time when she vaguely understood these things between men and women. The innate shyness of a girl made her unable to continue speaking.

  Zhou Wenbo was stunned, in fact he really had never thought of this before.

  In history, among the ancient aristocratic families, the personal maid beside the young master was called Tong Fang Ya Tou, who also served as the young master's sex education teacher. Many men from these families grew up to be men on their personal maids' bodies, usually between 12 and 14 years old, some even completed this achievement at the age of 10 or 11, so he felt somewhat surprised that Qing E was still a virgin.

  It wasn't until searching through the body's original memories that the truth of the matter was discovered.

  Zhou Wenbo's predecessor was undoubtedly a clever and sensitive young man. His mother died in childbirth, and the wife of the Zhao State Duke had natural jealousy towards his mother, so this young man occasionally heard stories about his mother from the lower servants in the mansion, and learned to pretend and please adults from an early age.

  Qing'e and Hong Zhu were palace maids who were found in the imperial palace after the fall of the Later Liang dynasty. They were naturally beautiful and resembled his mother's status when she was younger. In order to avoid offending the Empress Lü, he only treated these two servant girls as close relatives and sisters, but did not have any romantic thoughts about them.

  Zhou Wenbo had been in the new world for nearly ten days, feeling a bit lost and thinking about his life's positioning. After going out to learn, he suddenly encountered a family change. These rich experiences made him not even have time to consider the benefits that could be easily enjoyed by crossing over into a wealthy family.

  Qing'e is very beautiful, with fair skin, charming and elegant, gentle and considerate. She far surpasses Zhou Wenbo's secret crush in high school and is the epitome of a traditional Chinese woman. She is absolutely a perfect match. In modern times, she would be considered a perfect wife who is hard to find even with a lantern. No one can help but be moved by her.

  Zhou Wenbo is also a man, and he's a standard, impulsive one.

  If someone like Hong Zhuang, who is clearly underage and has not developed a good figure, still makes him hesitant, then when facing a perfectly mature and delicate fruit, he is very willing to taste it.

  As Zhou Wenbo, who had already been stirred up by his interest, placed the celadon oil lamp on the bedside table, he only then discovered that his originally less than two-meter-wide bed had been replaced with a three-meter-wide and three-meter-long carved huanghuali wood large bed. The bed was layered with mattresses, and the top layer was a thick and heavy silk quilt covered with a Suzhou brocade cover.

  There is also a beautiful and touching Sleeping Beauty.

  Qing'e warmed the bed for Zhou Wenbo almost every night in winter, and only got up to rest on the small bed outside when Zhou Wenbo returned to rest. However, because Zhou Wenbo was compiling "Listening to the Pine Pavilion Collection" tonight and did not return, she finally couldn't bear the sleepiness after waiting for a long time, so she fell asleep with her clothes on.

  The warm orange light shone on her smooth and delicate face, the shadow of the lamp swayed gently in the breeze, a sweet smile on her face, as if she were having a beautiful dream.

  Zhou Wenbo suddenly felt a wave of hot air rushing up to his forehead, making it impossible for him to think clearly.

  At this time, he didn't have the energy to care about Hong Zhuang who was still following him. He hastily took off his outerwear and boots, lifted up the corner of the quilt, and crawled into the warm bed.