Surely, as soon as Song Wuji entered the courtyard, his face darkened. Slowly rising from his wheelchair, he coldly ordered the wandering Bao Qin to follow him into the house.
Ruyi knew that the young master was about to reprimand Bao Qin.
Just as she hesitated whether to follow them, she heard Song Wuji slowing down his voice, saying, "You, come with us too."
It was still June, and even though the Twilight Hall faced the lake, the rooms were still somewhat stuffy.
Worried that the young master couldn't bear the heat, the rooms in the Twilight Hall were not equipped with cooling measures during the summer. Therefore, Zhao Ruyi could only stand quietly by Song Wuji's side, fanning him with a grass fan.
At this moment, Song Wuji was visibly angry.
He looked at Bao Qin, who was following them, with a displeased expression, full of disgust in his eyes.
"Good, you've got some skills! You even know how to use money and make others do things for you!" Song Wuji sneered at Bao Qin.
Bao Qin, who had been nervous all along, knew that her attempt to make things difficult for Zhao Ruyi through the gatekeeper had been exposed. Full of regret, she knelt down and pleaded, "It was a moment of foolishness on my part. I hope the young master can forgive me for the first time. Please spare me this time."
"The first time?" Song Wuji sneered, "You dare to say this is the first time? It seems that you have completely forgotten what you have done before."
"Well, you can reflect on your actions here and see if you can remember what you've done all this time!"
Without even looking at Bao Qin, Song Wuji dropped a sentence, "Ruyi, you will be on night duty today. Let Bao Qin reflect properly!" and went into the inner room alone.
Just as Ruyi was about to follow, she heard Bao Qin say fiercely, "Zhao Ruyi, don't be too pleased with yourself. I won't give up easily!"
Ruyi was surprised and turned to look at Bao Qin.
She didn't expect Bao Qin to blame her for today's trouble.
It's true that good people are often taken advantage of!
Ruyi put away her usual harmless look and confronted Bao Qin with a strong attitude, "Do you think you can compete with me? I haven't taken you seriously at all. I didn't confront you before not because I was afraid of you, but because I just wanted to do my job well and avoid trouble!"
"But if you insist on making things difficult for me, I will have to accompany you to the end. Just remember what it means to accept defeat gracefully when the time comes!" With that, Ruyi calmly walked into the inner room, leaving Bao Qin somewhat frightened.
The furnishings in the inner room were very simple. There was a large kang bed with a grass mat on the south side, a carved square table with a sheepskin octagonal palace lamp on it, and a carved bed with a water-ink gauze curtain on the north wall. Between the bed and the kang bed were a large carved cabinet and a treasure cabinet, which held incense burners, jade ornaments, and a ticking Western self-playing clock.
By the light of the sheepskin octagonal palace lamp, Ruyi noticed that Song Wuji was not in the room, but she could hear the sound of water from the ear room.
How could she forget that the person on night duty was responsible for serving the master's bath and changing clothes!
Although she had done this many times in her previous life, serving the young master was still a first for Ruyi, and she felt embarrassed.
Stay calm! Don't show any weakness!
Ruyi reminded herself in her mind and then touched her face and ears, only to find them burning hot.
"It's okay, it's okay. You've done this kind of work many times before," Ruyi muttered to herself and went to the ear room.
In the small ear room, there were two oil lamps on the left and right. Although the light was dim, it illuminated everything in the room clearly.
Song Wuji, bare-chested, was soaking in a half-height large bathtub. When he heard movement in the room, he said, "Come and help me bathe."
"Yes!" Although she was mentally prepared, Ruyi still felt somewhat embarrassed.
She picked up the bath beans and a towel, lowered her head, and slowly approached the edge of the bathtub, only to find that the young master was still wearing undergarments.
Ruyi suddenly felt that she had thought too much.
After helping Song Wuji dry off, he took the dry cloth from her and said softly, "You can leave now."
Ruyi slipped out as if she had been granted amnesty.
Song Wuji shook his head and smiled, feeling a bit awkward in the presence of Ruyi.
In the inner room, Ruyi had already made the bed and was standing there very reservedly.
"I usually read for a while before bed. Go and tidy up the clean room," Song Wuji casually picked up a book, but he found himself feeling a bit awkward in front of Ruyi.
Zhao Ruyi left as she responded, but in no time, she returned with an oil lamp in hand. "The light from the sheepskin lamp is too dim, it will strain your eyes if you read under it," she said as she put down the lamp and went back into the clean room, where the sound of cleaning could be heard.
Listening to the sound, Song Wuji, who was holding a book, became distracted.
When Zhao Ruyi walked out of the clean room, she saw her young master holding the book upside down, lost in thought.
"Young Master?" Zhao Ruyi tentatively pushed Song Wuji and said, "Let me help you dry your hair. Even though it's hot, sleeping with wet hair will give you a headache."
"Okay," Song Wuji replied without hesitation, still lost in thought.
Zhao Ruyi gently untied Song Wuji's hair bun and used a cloth to dry his hair, one stroke at a time.
But with each movement of Zhao Ruyi's hand, Song Wuji felt a faint fragrance emanating from her, not a floral or incense scent, but inexplicably pleasant.
"What fragrance are you wearing?" Song Wuji couldn't help but ask.
"Fragrance? I'm not wearing any fragrance!" Zhao Ruyi was also surprised by the young master's question.
Fragrant powder sold in the market was not cheap, and she didn't have the money for it.
Song Wuji clearly didn't believe her.
To prove she was not lying, he grabbed Ruyi's palm and sniffed it.