The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 132: Waiting for Young Mistress? Or Master?

Chapter 132: Waiting for Young Mistress? Or Master?

The warm water in the bathing barrel enveloped him like a comforting embrace, and Xu Feng let out a contented sigh. The lingering thoughts of his newly acquired seeds provided a unique distraction, one that was definitely different from his usual distractions in bathing barrels.

Yes, he could admit he was a pervert, and his new bloodline made him an even bigger pervert than his potential would ever allow in the modern era. His bloodline had not only granted him possibly extraordinary abilities but also a desire for desires he couldn’t have imagined before.

Whenever he got near a bathing barrel, certain images and sounds always seemed to make themselves known in his brain. The scene he had seen over a month ago ruined the bathing barrel for him.

For once Xu Feng didn’t have this particular problem, and it wasn’t because he was upset with one or both snakes in said recurring daydream. It was because of the delivery of his special seed purchase from the day before.

As he continued to luxuriate in the bath, he couldn’t help but marvel at the soothing ambiance of his own creation. This large bathing barrel was a masterpiece from his attempt to merge modern convenience with ancient charm.

The warm water caressed his skin, and he basked in the serene ambiance, a glaring contrast to the frosty winter just outside the door.

Every step beyond his cozy bathroom was a reminder of the harsh cold, and Xu Feng counted his blessings that he hadn’t been plunged into this world without some benefits.

The fact that he had been transmigrated into the role of a potential young mistress, with all the privileges that came with it, might have just saved him from the harsh realities of a Donghua winter that his previous self would not have fared well in.

As the warm water in the bathing barrel slowly started to lose its comforting heat, Xu Feng realized it was time to step out. Although his soak hadn’t been overly long, he was well aware that others were waiting for dinner. The servants had their duties to attend to, and his presence was needed at the table.

Reluctantly, he pulled himself from the embrace of the bath and, dabbed a soft towel about himself before slipping into his underclothing.

Xu Feng smiled in the bronze mirror in his bedroom. He was up and down so many times in only a few hours from relaxed to riled up again.

He couldn’t help but appreciate the way he had put himself together. His clothing, though not overly elaborate, exuded a refined simplicity that highlighted his features and figure in just the right way.

Even though he dressed himself without Si’s help, the girl had a talent for dressing others, and a love for the makeup Xu Feng had gifted her. In modern times maybe she would have had a career as a makeup artist, a stylist,t or even hair dresser.

Even when left to his own devices Xu Feng cleaned up well. As he gazed at his reflection in the bronze mirror, he couldn’t deny that he looked quite stunning. A small smile tugged at his lips, and a surge of confidence welled within him.

He was well aware that, whatever the intentions of the two snakes, he was more than capable of playing this particular game.

He was attractive enough to play this game!

Xu Feng’s face flushed slightly. This was not the young mistress behavior he needed to move with the confidence of the pampered little ger from the day before.

Xu Feng made some faces in the mirror trying to mimic the poor little damsel in distress look, then switching to a "Wicked Witch of the West" grimace, then a modern duck face, pursing his lips.

"Hehe, oop."

Yet, his playful demeanor shifted suddenly when he realized he was not alone in the room. A startled exclamation escaped Si, and he found himself face to face with the wide eyed girl, who had been caught in the act of peeping into the room.

In that moment, the young mistress persona he had adopted fell away slightly, and he was left grinning reservedly at the unexpected encounter, feeling neither like a damsel in distress nor a Wicked Witch of the West.

As Si’s initial shock gave way to realization, her face reddened with embarrassment. Her words had betrayed her flustered state, but Xu Feng, ever the calm and collected one, smiled back at her with amusement dancing in his eyes.

He had a talent for turning awkward situations into something more relaxed, and this was no different.

"Am I holding up breakfast?" Xu Feng inquired in his usual calm and measured tone, his gaze steady. Si’s initial stammering response gave way to a clearer answer as she assured him, "Yes. No! No, no, no."

She paused, then the wide and unreserved smile returned to her face. It was as though a realization had washed over her, one that reassured her about the stability of their lives. While Xu Feng had gained two husbands, he hadn’t changed at his core.

Si’s thoughts and actions were influenced by the tales and whispered stories shared by Auntie Lifen, who had left with the intent of sowing unease.

But Xu Feng already proved her wrong with his simple smile and laid back attitude. Nothing had changed.

While Auntie Lifen didn’t know about Xu Feng’s second husband, before she left, or better yet, was sent away, she made it her mission to whisper little things in Si’s ears.

The girl had nothing before, but now she was wearing nice clothing and Lifen and Lan had their clothing stripped from them. In a fit of pettiness, she wanted to make the girl live in fear.

But she wasn’t really lying, most servants knew a new mistress was only nice until she gained her position in the household, then their true colors would come out. You needed to curry favor early, and even that wasn’t a guarantee of a good life.

What she didn’t know was that, this particular young mistress, the Master of Nanshan estate, was too lazy to play such games.

"I’ll go tell San!" As Si ran off with a grin on her face, reveling in the joy of having a "special" Master, Xu Feng grinned widely.

Once Si had disappeared from sight, Xu Feng took a moment to check the hidden compartment of the bed where he stored some of the special seeds.

Everything was in order, and a sense of satisfaction washed over him. With a sly smile and a reassuring touch to the new sachet concealed in his sleeve pocket, he left his room, ready for breakfast.