C11

Tang Yue was brought to the front of a small courtyard. When he was told that the entire courtyard belonged to him, Tang Yue suddenly felt a sense of superiority.

He had worked so hard in the modern world for more than ten years before he finally bought a small villa. He had only spent more than a month without doing anything before he had already obtained a courtyard.

Pushing the door open and entering, the first thing Tang Yue saw was the four men and four women welcoming him. Their backs were bent, and their heads were lowered.

Tang Yue felt that his life was short in his previous life because he was once knelt down by someone. Sometimes, the emotions of the patient's family members were too agitated for him to pull them away.

He had not expected that once he crossed over, he would have to continue to die even more.

Tang Yue coughed dryly, "Stand up." These four men and four women should be the people that Madam Huo mentioned.

When they stood up, Tang Yue's gaze swept across the four maids. From the looks of his eyes that he had accumulated while learning human anatomy, he really was a beauty! Even if he wore ordinary clothes, it would still be difficult to cover his curvaceous figure.

It was just that while she was pretty, she lacked a certain temperament. She was more like a puppet that was being held by strings.

Tang Yue leisurely walked in front of them. After entering the room, he looked at the living quarters and suddenly thought of a word: understated luxurious.

A carved wooden bed, a round table and chair, and a large wardrobe. There was a wooden rocking chair next to the window, all solid wood, and it was made of fine gold silk. On the table, there was a set of rough tea set that could fit into a museum.

"Husband, may I help you bathe and change your clothes first?"

After Tang Yue was reborn, he did not take a comfortable hot bath anymore. He nodded immediately and followed the beautiful maid to the shower room.

The bathroom was at the west wing of the house and a large wooden bucket filled with hot water was placed behind the screen. Tang Yue's hand was just about to be hugged by someone from behind.

He turned and glared. "What are you doing?"

The maid was also shocked, she kneeled on the ground and replied in panic, "This servant …" "I just want to change my husband's clothes."

Tang Yue waved his hands, turned his face and said: "No need, no need, I will do it myself, you guys can leave."

Were these women too hungry? As soon as he entered the door, he took off his outer coat. Right now, he was only wearing a thin layer of gauze clothes, tightly sticking to his body, revealing his curvaceous body.

He's already stripped to such a state, is he really only here to help him strip?

The four women trembled after he finished speaking. They lay on the ground and whimpered, "Husband, are you not happy with being served by this servant?"

It was already a lifetime of fortune for maids like them to be able to get their husband to like them and keep them in his room. However, if the man disliked them, they would be sold out at will.

"No, I'm just not used to it. In the future, I'll wash …" We don't need your help when we're bathing.

The maids were well aware of his background, and upon seeing his clear gaze and lack of desire, they could only grit their teeth and retreat.

Tang Yue hurriedly closed the door, buttoning it shut, and only then did he dare to take off his clothes and go into the water.

Outside the room, four maids stood obediently in the corridor. One of the younger ones couldn't help but ask, "Sisters, does my husband hate us?"

"Don't spout nonsense. If the Madam asks, the only answer is that the husband isn't used to being kept by others."

"Here."

Tang Yue took a hot bath, then changed into a new set of clothes. After going back and forth a few times, he finally understood how the clothes were worn.

After wearing it, Tang Yue didn't even feel like going out anymore. The light grey, curvy garment looked like it was wearing a skirt, its sleeves were wide enough to obstruct people's way, the belt was tightly tied, and most importantly … His pants weren't crotch! "Ah!

Tang Yue took off his clothes awkwardly for a while as he was not used to it at all.

He had never studied fabric before, but the fabric that Marquis's Mansion had prepared for him was much better than the ones that he had bought earlier.

After tying up his wet long hair, Tang Yue walked out refreshingly.

The four maidservants hurriedly surrounded him and squatted down to pay their respects. They carefully asked, "Husband, shall I help you hang the hair?"

Tang Yue hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head. Against this long hair, he really had no experience.