บท 138: A Growing Web Of Betrayal 3

HOURS LATER, THE INN, NIE ZIHAN'S ROOM.

Nie Zihan leaned his head back gently on the concubine's soft lap and shut his eyes. These past two days had been very stressful and he needed to loosen up.

"Eldest young master must be so tired after these past few days. This servant wishes that I could take up a few of young master's worries but sadly I can't", the maid said as she slowly loosened his shirt.

Nie Zihan's smile widened and he slowly moved his shoulder to give her better access. "You are just a woman, what can you do to help me?

"Even if you could help me, with your. Intelligence of what use will you be to me. It is alright that you are helping me to relax. A woman's job cannot be more than this". 

The woman's hand holding the fan clenched but her smile remained the same. After years of serving Nie Zihan, she had perfected masking her true feelings.

She chuckled, "young master knows best*.

"mmm".