The Legend of Qiao'er

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In an unknown year, in an unknown era, in an
unknown universe, on a vast continent in the east, the Great Hua Empire had ruled for over three hundred years.
The current emperor was diligent and capable, his officials loyal and his generals valiant, and the people lived in peace and prosperity. In recent years, Great Hua had
maintained peace with the northern barbarian cavalry and the western Rong tribes, resulting in several decades of relative calm. Only the southeast and southwest were plagued by rampant pirates, who repeatedly harassed the inland regions,
causing immense suffering to the people. The emperor was forced to implement a policy of evacuation and a ban on maritime trade, dispatching elite troops to garrison various cities and
building up a strong navy in the northern ports. Several powerful cavalry units were also dispatched to suppress the pirates and eliminate evil.
The current emperor was enlightened, allowing Han Chinese in the east to engage in trade without restrictions, leading to prosperity in the southern cities, which attracted the attention of the pirates. Although the people suffered repeated raids, Yueping,
the largest town in the south protected by these elite troops , remained a place of flourishing prosperity and peace.
In Yueping City lived a prominent family named Kong, whose four generations of merchants had amassed great
wealth . The patriarch had always been known for his strict discipline, loyalty to the country, and philanthropy, earning him widespread popularity.
The patriarch, now elderly and frail, had only one son and one daughter. His lineage was not yet flourishing; his eldest son was already involved in all
family affairs, excelling in both studies and business,
much to the patriarch's delight. His youngest daughter, Lishang, was a precious gift from his father, born late in life, and was deeply loved by him. Lishang, now thirteen,
was pampered and spoiled, with a mischievous and
unruly nature. Six months prior, on her birthday, despite having no shortage of servants, Lishang had begged her mother to buy her a young maidservant from a farmer as a birthday
present.
The summer nights in Yueping were sweltering, and the people in the Kong household were preparing to rest.
Lishang's room was located in a quiet courtyard within the mansion, where an oil lamp was already lit. The courtyard
was a riot of color during the day, bustling with bees and butterflies, but at night, only the occasional chirping of insects and croaking of frogs brought a sense
of tranquility . The path by the pond was shrouded in shadow, and a small figure emerged, carrying a copper basin, heading towards Li
Shang's boudoir. Only by the light from the lamp inside could one vaguely make out that it was a young maid.
The maid's name was Qiao'er, the one Madam Kong had bought for Li Shang half a year ago. Qiao'er had just turned twelve when she entered the household,
petite and delicate, with an innocent and carefree air. Her jet-black hair was braided into two buns, with neat bangs framing
her smooth, delicate face, beneath her arched eyebrows, revealed a pair of large, bright eyes
that looked somewhat bewildered as she peered around the dark courtyard. A light sheen of sweat glistened on her small nose. Her cherry-red lips were
slightly pursed, occasionally revealing tiny white teeth as she bit her lip, making her utterly adorable.
Her petite upper body was clad in a plain linen blouse, embroidered with tiny plum blossoms in colorful thread. Her small hands
carried a copper basin, the wide sleeves naturally slipped down, revealing her fair, delicate arms, which were working with slight effort. She
wore coarse linen trousers suitable for work, the legs slightly long, revealing glimpses of her slender feet clad in cloth shoes
. She walked quickly, taking small, laborious steps. Qiao'er kept her eyes on the path and the copper basin, afraid of spilling the water she had just drawn from
the well . Her anxious eyes were as clear as the well water in the basin.
"Miss, I'm coming in..."
she called timidly from outside the door. Qiao'er, carrying the copper basin, slowly pushed open the door with one small foot and entered the room.
She placed the basin on the low cabinet by the door, turned back to bolt the door, and then picked up the basin again to walk into the inner room.
The inner room of the boudoir was Li Shang's bedroom. She was only wearing a close-fitting cotton shirt and underpants, her two tabi socks long since
torn off and tossed haphazardly on the floor. She was sitting on the edge of the wide bed, her legs dangling, her two delicate white feet
swinging idly. Seeing Qiao'er enter, her face lit up with joy.
"Why are you so slow, Qiao'er? Come on, come on, I'm dying of heat!" Li Shang was fanning herself with a brocade fan
, her legs spread wide, her little feet tapping incessantly against the bedside, showing
none of the decorum expected of a refined young lady.
"Coming, coming..." Qiao'er responded softly, carrying a copper basin, quickly walking to the bedside. She
knelt , placed the basin on the floor, and casually gathered up the two torn tabi socks, folding them neatly and setting them aside.
"Oh, oh... so comfortable!" Li Shang eagerly dipped her delicate feet into the basin, the icy
well water sending a shiver down her spine.
"Miss...Grandma said the water is too cold, washing your feet isn't good for your health!" Qiao'er obediently knelt by the basin,
rolled up her sleeves, and reached her little hands into the basin to wash Li Shang's feet. Seeing Li Shang tremble, she couldn't help but offer
a word of .
"Hehehe! Don't rub the soles of my feet! Silly girl! Of course I know, but it's very refreshing this way
! You mustn't tell Grandma and Mother, okay?!" Li Shang's feet enjoyed Qiao'er's massage, a wave
of comfort making her close her eyes, a smug look of satisfaction on her face.
Due to the harassment of the hateful pirates, there were also impoverished people in the south. Poor Qiao'er's family had many children,
and her parents couldn't afford to raise her, so they sold her to the Kong family. But since entering the Kong family, most of the family members and servants
have been fond of this obedient little maid. The Grandma they spoke of was surnamed Wang, who had served Madam Kong for most of her life.
It was she who taught Qiao'er how to serve her mistress and how to be a servant during the first three months. Li Shang never disliked her,
treating her like her own younger sister, making Qiao'er find the warmth of home in the Kong residence, and gradually getting used to life as
a maid .
After all, there is a difference between mistress and servant, and the strict Granny Wang would remind Qiao'er from time to time. The little maid was favored but dared not
overstep her bounds, always thinking of her mistress. Three months passed like this. With the quiet Qiao'er by her side, Li Shang's
naughtiness subsided a lot, and even Madam Kong was very satisfied with Qiao'er. Tonight, Qiao'er was forced to bring a basin of cold water to wash
Li Shang's feet. If Madam Kong found out, the two young mistresses would probably be punished.
Qiao'er took a dry towel and wiped Li Shang's feet clean, then took the copper basin outside and poured it out. She
scooped hurriedly washed her hands and face, then took off her little cloth shoes and foot warmers, scooped water to wash her bare feet, dried them
with a coarse cloth, slipped on her cloth shoes and went back to the room, closed the doors and windows, and changed into her white cotton clothes for sleeping. When Qiao'er returned to Li Shang's
boudoir, her young mistress had already loosened her hair, letting it fall freely, and was leaning relaxed against the embroidered cushions at
the head of the bed. Qiao'er walked to the bedside, took off her cloth shoes, knelt on the bed, and began to gently massage Li Shang's legs and feet—a
nightly ritual for the two of them for the past three months.
Li Shang squinted slightly, watching Qiao'er massaging her calves, and enjoyed it contentedly.
Having a young maidservant to serve her was much more pleasant than having the head maids who had served her when she was a child
. Over the past three months, she had grown to like Qiao'er more each day. Sometimes she could confide in her, and sometimes she could playfully
tease her, but the gentle Qiao'er never got angry. At this moment, her mischievous eyes darted around,
and she asked Qiao'er a question: "Qiao'er~ Do you know what punishment the servants in the house receive if they make a mistake
?"
"This...this servant doesn't know..."
The question startled Qiao'er. The little maidservant looked up at Li Shang with fear, shaking her head blankly.
"Don't be afraid, I won't punish you. You didn't do anything wrong! I'm just telling you
!"
Qiao'er breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Li Shang curiously, her little hands still massaging her mistress's legs.
"Those silly boys, of course, were whipped in front of the servants by the head steward.
If a maid does something wrong, Granny Wang takes her away and punishes her in the woodshed with two maids!
Hehe... I peeked once!" Li Shang said mysteriously to Qiao'er.
"What... what will happen, Miss..." Qiao'er asked timidly, her little hands that were massaging her
stopped.
"Take Qiao'er for example," Li Shang said, "after Granny Wang takes you to the woodshed, she'll tie your
hands and feet tightly with hemp rope and gag your little mouth with a towel! Then she'll tie you to the bench!
Next, two maids will come and take off your shoes and socks! Then they'll brush your soles with a brush
, oh dear, it's so itchy! Imagine, you can't move, you can't scream, and that little
brush will brush your tender little feet from toes to heels! How uncomfortable that must be
! Sometimes, they'll even use their hands—"
Li Shang's words terrified Qiao'er, her little body trembling slightly. Seeing her mistress stop
halfway through , she didn't dare utter a sound.
Seeing Qiao'er trembling, Li Shang wanted to bully her even more.
"I'll tickle your bare feet!"
With that, Li Shang suddenly stood up and pounced on Qiao'er, who was kneeling by the bed. Being a year older than Qiao'er, she
naturally had more strength. She reached out and grabbed the two small feet that had been kneeling and hanging out on the edge of the bed.
Twelve- year-old Qiao'er's feet were even smaller; Li Shang looked closely and saw that these delicate feet were no bigger than her own, only
about the size of her brother's hand. Qiao'er was startled by the sudden movement and quickly turned to look.
The instep was as white as snow, the sole pink and
tender incredibly cute. These little feet
didn't seem like those of a maid who worked every day; they seemed more like those of a young lady like Li Shang. Looking at
these small, bare feet, even softer and smoother than her own, Li Shang felt
a jealousy.
The next moment, Li Shang got up and pressed down on Qiao'er's legs, who was forced to lie face down on the bed. Her hands then began to tickle Qiao'er's
bare feet erratically!
"Eeeee ya hahaha...! Miss~! No~! Hehehe... Hehehe...
"
Qiao'er had never had her feet tickled like this before. She would
tremble when she occasionally rubbed the soles of her feet while washing them herself. Sometimes, when Granny Wang accidentally touched her waist or armpits while teaching her posture, she would curl up in
a ball . She never expected that her mistress would tease her like this. The tickling on the soles of her feet made her feel incredibly
uncomfortable, like the sky was falling. She giggled incessantly, but dared not resist her mistress. Helplessly, she could only
pat the soft bed with her little hands, continuing to giggle until she was almost out of breath...
"Qiao'er~ Why are you so afraid of being tickled? If you do something wrong and get punished by Granny Wang, you'll
lose half your life!" Li Chang stopped tickling, still holding Qiao'er's two little feet and laughing.
"Hoo...hoo...my feet are very dirty and very ticklish. Please, Miss, let me go quickly,
don't dirty your hands...ha...hoo..." Finally having a chance, Qiao'er quickly begged her mistress for mercy.
"Hmph... It's not dirty at all~! Qiao'er, you mustn't lie! What if you accidentally get
punished by Granny Wang later? How miserable would that be~! Today, I'll help Qiao'er 'cultivate' properly~!"
"Eh? This...this...this servant...this..." Qiao'er didn't dare to argue, too anxious to speak.
"What this this this this~! Bear with it~! Qiao'er, you mustn't laugh too loudly, don't let anyone hear~!
Ee eh~! You're not allowed to move either~!" Li Shang's playful mood was aroused, she raised her hand and untied a brocade ribbon from the bed curtains,
and as the gauze curtains loosened, the brocade ribbon wrapped around Qiao'er's white jade ankles...
The budding maid and her servant were having fun in the boudoir.
Delicate hands scratched tender feet, the two beauties on the beautiful couch laughed and joked.
The mischievous little Li Shang jumped off her noble bed, hurriedly put on her embroidered shoes barefoot,
and then moved a wooden stool to sit on the corner of the bed. She then untied the brocade ribbon binding the other side of the bed curtains and
wrapped it tightly around Qiao'er's small, bound feet, securing them to the bedpost at the corner. With both sides of the gauze curtains drawn, the mistress and servant were now separated by a
hazy, indistinct view.
Qiao'er was terrified. Her mistress had gotten out of bed and made her lie down—this was absolutely unacceptable! Yet, her mistress had ordered
her to stay still, leaving Qiao'er frantic and unsure what to do.
Only when her delicate feet were firmly bound to the bedposts, unable to struggle, did she return from her thoughts of hierarchy to
the "cultivation" she was about to face.
Li Shang lightly lifted the gauze curtain to cover Qiao'er's slender legs, revealing her two small, bare feet. Through the curtain,
one could vaguely see Qiao'er's small body trembling, occasionally twisting slightly; it seemed her little maid was terribly nervous
. This only fueled Li Shang's desire to torment the little girl on the bed even more.
With her delicate feet tightly bound, how could a twelve-year-old girl possibly break free, and dare not break free?
Qiao'er was in a state of utter confusion. She had never imagined that her mistress would tease her like this, and the "cultivation" that was about to happen to her
made her extremely nervous. But as a little maid, she could not disobey orders. She could only timidly look at her mistress and
pray that her mistress would be gentle and not make her suffer so much.
"Oh dear? Miss... this... you mustn't..."
Li Chang smiled and took out her fragrant fan, gently fanning Qiao'er's bare feet
. The playful interaction earlier had left Qiao'er's tender feet drenched in fragrant sweat, which gradually evaporated with
each Qiao'er's sensitive toes were even ticklish with the cool air. As she
fanned her bare feet, she looked incredibly cute.
"What's wrong with that? Qiao'er has served me for months, she should repay me!"
"This servant... this servant wouldn't dare..."
"Alright! It's starting now!"
"Please... please be gentle, Miss... tease this servant..."
Qiao'er's bare little feet were now being thoroughly examined by Li Chang, and all the sensitive, ticklish spots on her soles
were about to be wantonly played with, making the twelve-year-old maid extremely ashamed. Even worse, with that
cool breeze , the little maid felt a slight urge to relieve herself, but was too ashamed to say it aloud. She could only silently clench her legs and endure it…
…
“Eee-ah, hee-hee-hee…! It tickles! Hee-hee… Haha… Spare me… Spare me!
Hee-hee…”
Qiao’er, lying on the bed, couldn’t see through the gauze curtains how her mistress was teasing her feet.
She sharp things scraping hard against the soles of her feet, making her giggle incessantly. She
rolled around on the bed, unable to escape her tender feet bound to the bedpost.
It turned out that Li Shang had taken a horn comb from the dressing table and was scraping her bare feet horizontally from head to toe,
leaving no tender flesh untouched. The teeth of the comb scraped white streaks on Qiao'er's pink soles, which
quickly returned to their original redness. Li Shang found this very amusing and couldn't stop...
"Qiao'er~ I just said not to laugh loudly. What if others hear us?" Li Shang reached out and grabbed Qiao'er's tender toes, making her bare feet unable to curl up, while the ox horn comb continued to scrape the little maid's tender soles
with each tooth . 　　"Hehehe... This... this servant knows her mistake~! Please, Miss, forgive this servant~! Eeya hahaha...! ..." 　　"No, no, this young lady hasn't had enough fun yet~! Don't laugh so loudly, Qiao'er~ ..." 　　"Ya ya hahaha... Since... since that's the case... please... hehe... please, Miss, gag this servant's mouth, otherwise Qiao'er really can't help it~! Hahaha~... It's itchy~ ..." 　　"Eh?! You said it yourself, little girl~!" 　　Xiao Lishang took a handkerchief, jumped back onto the bed, and stuffed it whole into Qiao'er's cherry-like mouth. Qiao'er nervously clutched her undergarment at her chest with her small hands. Her mouth was also gagged, and she could only gently shake her head, her big, watery eyes pleadingly looking at Li Shang. Occasionally , whimpering sounds would escape from her gagged mouth as she begged for mercy… 　　But the more pitiful Qiao'er looked, the more Li Shang's playful side was aroused. This ignorant young lady actually took out a precious bottle from the cabinet. It was a gift from her brother, bought from a merchant in the Western Regions. It was called "essential oil," and it was said to be used only during massages. Its ingredients were unknown, and it was extremely precious. 　　A cool sensation began to spread on Qiao'er's tender feet. Li Shang was very serious, not even forgetting between her toes, until the "essential oil" completely enveloped Qiao'er's two little feet. The smooth, slippery texture made her delicate feet look crystal clear and beautiful. With each rubbing and rubbing motion of Li Shang's hands, Qiao'er would whimper from the ticklish sensation, which Li Shang found quite amusing... 　　Qiao'er couldn't see what Li Shang was using to "care for" her feet. If she knew it was that precious "essential oil," the little maid would probably be so frightened that she would kneel down and kowtow repeatedly. After a cool sensation, a strange feeling followed . Her delicate feet inexplicably began to feel hot, making Qiao'er extremely uncomfortable. Even stranger, both little feet simultaneously experienced an intense itching sensation, like being bitten by mosquitoes, making Qiao'er feel like she was trapped in an anthill, and she even hoped that her mistress would scratch them quickly... 　　"Waaah...!...Waaah...!..." 　　Little did they know that the "essential oil" from the Western Regions had different ingredients, and Li Shang's bottle was completely unsuitable for applying to the skin of an Eastern woman. Now, Qiao'er was writhing on the bed, her little hands gripping the blankets tightly, too afraid to pull out the handkerchief from her mouth to complain, only able to whimper in pain. Her two little feet began to rub against each other incessantly, and soon her bare feet were bent straight back, her ten tiny toes, like bamboo fully spread, trembling and twitching as if yearning for someone to caress and tickle them . Little Li Shang was stunned by the sight… 　　Only then did Li Shang realize that this bottle was making the little maid uncomfortable, but Qiao'er's strange behavior intrigued greatly. She took a brush that Qiao'er usually used to sweep the bed and quickly began brushing the soles of Qiao'er's feet! The brush was longer than Qiao'er's two little feet side by side, easily stimulating all the tender flesh on her bare feet! 　　"Waaaaah...??!!..." 　　It was a kind of pleasurable itch, each stiff bristle brushing over the tender flesh on the soles of her feet. At first, Qiao'er stopped whimpering and closed her eyes, as if it were a soothing scratch on a swollen, red spot from a mosquito bite. But then another intense itch came, causing young Qiao'er's eyes to widen suddenly, and she even choked on her breath, only letting out mournful cries from her throat! 　　The bristles, dipped in "essential oil," brushed every inch of tender flesh on the soles of Qiao'er's feet, as if sweeping the "essential oil" into her slightly open pores. The itch brought by the "essential oil" strongly stimulated the meridians on the soles of her feet. The double itch had already disoriented Qiao'er. A sudden urge surged from her lower body, and Qiao'er sat up abruptly, flailing her small hands wildly at her tender feet… 　　Xiao Lishang was startled by Qiao'er. Seeing Qiao'er about to pull back the veil, the mischievous Xiao Lishang quickened her brushing , completely ignoring Qiao'er's discomfort. The brush bristles brushed her feet even faster, and the itch sent shivers down Qiao'er's spine, as if the itch was spreading from her toes up her calves, numbing her entire body. How could a young maid endure such torment? Her worst fear was about to come true. She pulled her hands back and ripped the handkerchief from her mouth: "Hahaha…! Miss…! This…this servant can't…!"

"Oh! Qiao'er is so itchy, she needs to relieve herself... Hahaha...! Waaaaah...!"
Qiao'er, tickled, fell back onto the bed. With a soft, low cry, the little maid arched her back,
her little feet stretched straight as the brush rubbed haphazardly! Suddenly, her underpants were stained with a "whoosh," instantly soaking
the brocade quilt and sheet... Startled, Li Shang quickly stopped her little hands. But it was too late. Qiao'er's little legs trembled
uncontrollably with fear, and she was still urinating...
The little maid covered her face in shock and fear, sobbing softly...
Li Shang blushed, too embarrassed to speak. She untied the brocade ribbon around Qiao'er's ankles, and her little
feet went limp, resting on the edge of the bed, her legs still trembling slightly. The adverse effects of the "essential oil" seemed to have
passed , but Qiao'er couldn't hold it in any longer and incontinently urinated on her mistress's bed. This grave mistake terrified her.
Would her mistress hate her? Would she be punished, beaten, or kicked out of the house?
Was her life over? How would she survive? Overwhelmed with despair, Qiao'er was consumed by these thoughts. She had just thought she
had found happiness, but now she had ruined it all. She lay paralyzed on the bed, too afraid to move, letting her lower body
become wet and hot. The little maid was already in despair, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Qiao'er..." Li Shang called apologetically to the little maid.
"Miss!... Waaah..." Hearing Li Shang call her name, Qiao'er shuddered and
scrambled off the bed, kneeling on the floor. This movement only made things worse; the glistening discharge from her underpants was still soaked through and spilled
all over the floor. Qiao'er was filled with both sorrow and fear, kneeling on the floor, too ashamed to even lift her head.
"Oh dear... let's clean her up first..." Li Shang didn't know what to do, so she could only let Qiao'er clean her up first.
"Miss! Please don't send me away! I'm so itchy... Waaah... Miss...
I won't do it again... Waaah..." The young maid's face was streaked with tears, but she didn't dare
to cry out . She just cried and begged Li Shang in a low voice. She looked so pitiful.
"Qiao'er~ Get up quickly, go change your clothes, and then help your sister clean up this place... This time it was
my fault~! I'm sorry~ Little girl~ How could your sister bear to send you away? Be good
and go wash up first~!" Little Li Shang still understood right and wrong. She apologetically helped the little maid up
and gently stroked her face with love.
"Ah... Miss!... Waaah... Thank you, Miss... Waaah..." The little maid knelt down again excitedly
, causing Li Shang to scramble around again.
...
Qiao'er, dressed in her undergarments, timidly slipped into the bathhouse next to her boudoir, quickly washed herself, and changed into
dry clothes. Returning to her room, she saw Li Shang clumsily unpacking the brocade quilt. Her heart tightened, and she hurried
forward , pulling her mistress to sit at the table. Qiao'er laboriously carried a wooden bucket of water from outside,
sprinkled some cleaning and disinfecting herbs into it, then poured some out to clean the wet floor. She washed a rag in
the bucket carefully wiped the bedside. Thinking of the shameful scene from earlier, tears
welled up in her eyes again.
Qiao'er had done these chores at home before, and after learning from Granny Wang at the Kong residence for three months, she was quite adept,
leaving Li Shang no chance to help. Li Shang washed her hands and sat quietly at the table,
enjoying the pastries and tea, watching the busy maidservant with some embarrassment. Qiao'er didn't stop for a moment. She took off
the brocade quilt cover and put the wet cotton sheets into the dirty laundry basket. For some reason, she suddenly started
pacing around in a hurry.
"Mmm...delicious~! Qiao'er? What's wrong~?" Li Shang had just swallowed a rabbit-shaped cake and
saw Qiao'er pacing back and forth, so she asked curiously.
Qiao'er quickly knelt down on the ground again and said in a crisp voice, "Miss...the quilt and sheets are all dirty...I can't wash them
tomorrow ...if they're found out...I'm scared...scared...boohoo..."
"Why are you kneeling down again~! Get up, get up~! I know, you're just afraid of being found out~!
You can wash them outside tonight~!" Li Shang said nonchalantly.
"But...but...the laundry room door is already locked..." Qiao'er replied timidly with a frown.
"Can't we just wash by the pond? Mmm... delicious, delicious... ugh?!" Li Shang
tried to swallow another pig-shaped pastry, choking on it. She quickly raised her porcelain cup and drank some tea to wash it down.
"I... I'm afraid of the dark..." Qiao'er lowered her head and whispered.
"Hey! I thought it was something else! I'll wash with you! Let's go!" Li Shang stood up
and clapped her hands, looking cheerful as if she was going on a picnic.
"……………………" Qiao'er stared blankly at Li Shang.
On a hot summer night, apart from the chirping of insects and frogs, two little girls were playing by the pond in the courtyard.
Qiao'er had just hung the dirty quilt on the railing to dry. By the bright moonlight, she was now washing
the sheets . The quilt cover was also piled up by the pond waiting to be washed. She wasn't afraid at all now because her mistress
was beside her. This warmed her heart, making her completely forget who had
"made things difficult" for her in this situation.
No one would dare disturb Li Shang's rest in the middle of the night, so the two girls were dressed
simply in undergarments, their trousers pulled up above their knees. Li Shang sat by the pond, her little feet
idly splashing the water, humming a tune as she gazed at the shimmering surface. The craftsmen
had built a clear pond in Li Shang's courtyard, ensuring that Qiao'er
wouldn't pollute it when washing her dirty sheets.
The way petite Qiao'er washed the sheets was even more amusing. She first soaked the sheets in the water, then
carefully to the soiled areas, and then, just above her ankles in the shallow pool, she
crumpled the sheets, the soiled side facing up. Then, lifting her trouser legs, she began to
stomp on the water with her two bare little feet. Each time her diligent little feet stepped on the water, tiny splashes of water would
erupt making a squelching sound, and the foam gradually increased…
Her delicate feet lightly stomped, creating ripples of white jade on the jade pool.
Her beautiful eyes darted around, and two fledgling birds chirped in the summer night.
“Qiao’er~, why were you so itchy just now~?” Li Shang sat on a smooth, large…
On the rock, she dipped her legs into the pool, feeling a little bored watching the little maid wash the sheets. She couldn't help but
smile mischievously and tease Qiao'er.
"Eh? This...this servant...ooh..." Qiao'er choked on the question. She couldn't answer properly, so she just
mumbled a reply. After washing the sheets, she repeated the process, stomping the quilt
cover with her delicate feet. "Hehe~ Qiao'er's behavior just now made me so embarrassed~! So this is
how uncomfortable it is to tickle the soles of your feet~! No wonder Granny Wang uses this method to punish those silly maids!" Li Chang lifted her foot, splashing
water. Her delicate feet were only slightly larger than Qiao'er's, equally tender and lovely, now
adorned with water droplets, sparkling beautifully in the moonlight.
"I...I've been ticklish since I was little...Please, Miss, don't tease me like this again..."
Qiao'er didn't dare to completely ignore her mistress's words. At this moment, she
was stomping on the quilt cover while pleading for mercy. She was completely terrified of being tickled.
"Hehe~! No, no~! If Qiao'er does something wrong in the future, I will protect you~! I
won't let Granny Wang tickle your feet~! Only I can tease your ticklish little feet~!"
Li Shang turned around and grinned at Qiao'er. Her warm and playful words amused Qiao'er.
"Hehe...Everything I have is given to me by Miss. I'm completely at Miss's mercy...But please don't
be . I really can't take it..." The little maid smiled faintly, still not daring to show off.
"Qiao'er~ What are your plans when you grow up~?" Li Shang changed the subject and suddenly asked this
question.
"This servant...no...and you, Miss?" Qiao'er shuffled along the quilt, looking at Li Shang curiously.
"This young lady is going to travel the world in the future! In the future, our dynasty will defeat the pirates! I'm going to go to their
islands and wreak havoc! I'll eat all their delicious food!" Li Shang's eyes darted around, and she started boasting.
"Then Qiao'er...will stay with you, Miss...and protect you..." Qiao'er
smiled at Li Shang's eager expression and said softly.
"Hehe~! Qiao'er is the best~!" Li Shang turned back to look at Qiao'er, meeting her obedient and loyal
gaze.
"Pfft~!..."
"Hehe~!..."
The two innocent and carefree girls smiled at each other. The moon was bright, the wind was gentle, the pond rippled, and the shadows of the trees
along the path were hazy. Two delicate figures in white stood by the pond. One petite girl stood with her little feet treading, while
the other sat languidly kicking her little feet. They chatted amongst themselves, like two cool breezes parting the sweltering heat. The
scene was breathtakingly beautiful…
Chapter Two: Playing in the Jade Pool, the Cold Wind Invades the Master; Locked in the Woodshed, the Itchy Maid is Tortured
. The next day passed quickly, and the sun was high in the sky. The two little maids were still fast asleep on their beds in their boudoirs. The previous night's
fatigue had caused them to oversleep. Knowing that the little maid was afraid of the dark, Li Shang had allowed Qiao'er
to sleep with her on the large bed. The two girls were restless sleepers, and before they knew it, they had rolled
around , their legs spread wide. Li Shang was still holding one of Qiao'er's delicate feet, and for some reason, her
little face was full of pain.
"Ugh…" Qiao'er gradually woke up, and seeing her delicate foot nestled in her mistress's arms, she
sat up and quickly pulled her foot away. Just as she was about to wake Li Shang, she noticed something was wrong with her mistress.
The little maid quickly crawled to Li Shang's side on her knees to check on her.
Li Shang was barely breathing, occasionally letting out a painful groan. It seemed she was gradually waking up, but she couldn't open
her eyes.
"Oh?! Miss! What's wrong!" Qiao'er quickly placed her small hand on Li Shang's forehead, feeling a
burning sensation , which made her anxious. She shook Li Shang twice, but Li Shang didn't wake up. It seemed that
she had caught a chill in her feet from playing too much last night and had developed a fever.
"Li Shang...! What time is it?! Still sleeping in the room! Where's Qiao'er?! Are you following your
mistress's nonsense again?! Open the door!" A serious and steady female voice came from outside, and the door was being pounded on.
It was Madam Kong's voice!
Qiao'er nervously checked Li Shang again, then jumped down hastily, not even bothering to put on her tabi socks, just
slipped on her cloth shoes and undergarments before running out of the inner room. She frantically opened the door. There stood Madam Kong and
Granny , with several maids. Madam Kong seemed very angry, giving Qiao'er a stern look.
"What's going on? Hasn't Li Shang gotten up yet? And what's with your clothes?
Haven't you gotten up either?" Madam Kong questioned Qiao'er with a calm yet authoritative tone. Granny Wang, standing beside her, instantly
turned grim.
"Madam! This...this servant...waa..."
Qiao'er was terrified and ashamed. She knelt down, her small body trembling...
Madam Kong glanced down at Qiao'er, said nothing, and led Granny Wang and the maids into the inner room.
Qiao'er remained kneeling, afraid to rise, her head hitting the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably. The young maid felt a pang of guilt for having already made her mistress sick after only
three months of care, and
a sense of helplessness about what would happen next.
"What's wrong?! Qiao'er!" came the stern shout from the inner room from Granny Wang.
Qiao'er sobbed and hurriedly went into the inner room, kneeling down again, not daring to utter a word. Madam Kong was sitting by Li Shang
's bedside, wiping the sweat from her daughter's face with a handkerchief, anxiously watching the sick Li Shang. The other
maids stood by, bewildered, only Granny Wang's face darkened. She turned and
glared angrily at the trembling Qiao'er.
"You wretched girl, speak! What's going on?!" Granny Wang shouted fiercely.
"Waaah!...This servant...this servant knows her mistake! Miss! Miss washed her feet with cold water last night...and then played with
me for a while...and went to play in the pond late at night...I'm afraid she caught a cold...It's all
Qiao'er's fault..."
Qiao'er was startled by Granny Wang's stern shout, and didn't dare to raise her head. She tremblingly
told Madam Kong the whole truth, omitting only the fact that she wet the bed. Although it was the two young mistress and servant playing in the water together yesterday,
Qiao'er usually did more work and was stronger. She never expected that Li Shang, this young lady from a wealthy family, would
fall ill.
"Why was Miss washing in the pond so late at night for no reason? How did you take care of her? Huh?!"
"This servant...this servant..."
"Speak!!!" Granny Wang was furious. She shouted, startling the maids beside her. "It's not my fault...Qiao'er...it's my fault...I wanted to...play..." A voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz came, it was Li Shang's mumble. The inner room was
silent ...
" 　　This child is fine. If what Qiao'er said is true, then she has probably caught a cold. It's nothing serious. Find a doctor to take a look, and get some medicine from the pharmacy to give her." Madam Kong stroked Li Shang's face affectionately, speaking slowly and calmly. 　　"Madam, don't worry, this servant will send someone to fetch a doctor right away. Miss is usually very lively and active, she won't develop any chronic illness." Granny Wang stopped looking at Qiao'er and turned back to bow and comfort Madam Kong. 　　"Mother... Li Shang doesn't want to take medicine... it's bitter... I need Qiao'er to feed her..." Li Shang was delirious with fever and mumbled incoherently. 　　"Sigh... it's all because you don't listen to your mother and Granny Wang. Go and get some sleep, I'll watch over you." Madam Kong gently wiped Li Shang's sweat again. Then, she turned her gaze to Qiao'er. 　　"Granny, Qiao'er is quite diligent. Look, the room is clean, and the sheets and blankets are changed frequently. This girl even knows how to air out the blankets. Granny has taught her well..." Madam Kong smiled and praised Qiao'er and Granny Wang. 　　Qiao'er remained kneeling on the ground, listening intently with her little ears perked up, her heart pounding. Granny Wang didn't say anything, only gave Madam Kong a wry smile. 　　"But why is there a large patch of 'he luo' on the blankets that are airing out outside?" Madam Kong glanced at Li Shang with a half-smile, then reached out and touched the bed, suddenly feeling something damp at the corner. 　　"Oh... Mother... Don't... Don't pry... Waaah..." Li Shang frowned, pleading softly . 　　"Such a big girl, could it be that you wet the bed... Qiao'er changed your sheets and blankets in the middle of the night? No wonder the two little maids couldn't get out of bed this morning." Madam Kong looked at Li Shang with a mixture of 　　amusement and exasperation, then at Qiao'er. Qiao'er knelt on the ground, trembling, secretly blaming herself for forgetting to change the mattress after washing the sheets and blankets last night, and instead taking a new sheet from the cupboard and putting it on the bed. The dampness was still discovered by Madam Kong. 　　"Mother... Don't say anymore... Waaah... It's all Li Shang's fault..." 　　Good little Li Shang, even delirious with fever, still protected Qiao'er, not letting the amusing "truth" be exposed. She trembled as she covered her face with her little hands, pretending to be ashamed, taking the blame for wetting the bed. Qiao'er buried her head on the ground, almost bursting into tears, her heart filled with gratitude for her mistress. 　　"Alright, alright, no one will know... I won't let them tell anyone. You should go to sleep... You 're so hot..." Madam Kong couldn't help but chuckle. She glanced at Granny Wang and the maids, gently stroking Li Shang's forehead and softly comforting her daughter. Then, she gently patted Li Shang's body. 　　"Mmm..." Li Shang breathed a sigh of relief, her little hands drooping on the bed. She squinted, swallowed a small mouthful of saliva, and then gradually fell asleep with her mother's gentle pats... 　　"Alright, leave two maids here to keep me company and watch over Li Shang." Madam Kong turned and instructed Granny Wang. 　　"Yes, Madam. And Qiao'er..." Granny Wang responded, then asked a question. 　　"We don't need this girl here for now. Take her away. She's young, so a light punishment will suffice . Then teach her a lesson. A maid can't be without a backbone. How could she let Li Shang do whatever she wants? Washing the young lady's feet with cold water is absolutely forbidden again!" Madam Kong looked down at Li Shang, speaking gently yet authoritatively. 　　"Yes, Madam. Girl, hurry up and thank her!" Granny Wang smiled reassuringly, then turned to Qiao'er and gave her a stern reprimand. 　　"This servant thanks Madam! Thank you, young lady!" Qiao'er knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. She hadn't served Li Shang well, causing the young lady to fall ill, and Madam Kong, being kind-hearted, had shown leniency because of Qiao'er's young age. 　　"Alright, go now, silly girl." Granny Wang sent two senior maids behind, then came to Qiao'er's side, bent down, and with just one hand, lifted the kneeling Qiao'er up and held her in her arms. The short, plump Granny Wang was quite strong; little Qiao'er was lifted off the ground as if she were being carried away. 　　Qiao'er whimpered as Granny Wang hoisted her into the air, ready to take her away for punishment. Qiao'er, her mind in turmoil , hung limply, her little cloth shoes, hastily slipped on, falling to the ground with a "thud," revealing her delicate little feet. Qiao'er was a little shy, rubbing her toes together , a rather endearing sight… 　　"Granny, look, this girl's little feet are so delicate, so tender…" Madam Kong, sitting on the edge of the bed, glanced at Granny Wang and Qiao'er, covering her mouth with a soft laugh. 　　"This… Oh! Madam, this girl is only twelve; her body is still so fair and tender!" Granny Wang glanced down at Qiao'er's trembling feet in mid-air and quickly replied to Madam Kong. 　　Hearing Madam and her mother-in-law both commenting on her body, Qiao'er was so ashamed that she dared not raise her head or speak, her little face flushed red . 　　"Go down and fetch the doctor. Have the kitchen bring a bowl of porridge later, so Qiao'er can have something to eat too," Madam Kong said with a smile, waving her hand to dismiss them. 　　"Yes, this servant takes her leave. This servant will go right away," Granny Wang replied, instructing a maid to pick up Qiao'er's shoes, and then carrying Qiao'er out of the house. 　　The little maid Qiao'er's mood that morning was like a kite, rising and falling wildly. Miss Lishang was alright , which made her feel slightly relieved. But then she thought about the punishment she would be given later, and heard what Lishang had told her last night—that she would probably have her soles tickled—which made Qiao'er nervous, her little body began to tremble slightly, and her two little feet, dangling in mid-air, nervously twisted together. 　　In the morning, many servants and maids were cleaning and working at the Kong residence, and they inevitably passed by some people along the way. Everyone watched, puzzled , as Granny Wang carried the tiny, chick-like Qiao'er towards the woodshed, thinking that she had only been there for half a year and was already the most popular.

What mistake had Qiao'er, the young lady's favorite, made? Some of the maids who had been punished felt a pang of shame and
silently worried for Qiao'er.
"Call in Lüping and Cuizhu! The rest of you, disperse!" Granny Wang shouted as she turned back before entering the woodshed.
Granny Wang held the highest position among the servants in the Kong household, and everyone immediately scattered, except for two young maids who
remained motionless. These two maids were only about twelve years old, dressed in cloth clothes embroidered with
green branches and buds in colorful thread. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be twins!
Green-Ling and Green-Pearl exchanged a knowing look and made a face. They were in for some fun again! Their childish faces beamed with
mischievous smiles as they ran after Granny Wang and the little girl, Qiao'er, into the woodshed…
The woodshed was rather chilly. Granny Wang placed Qiao'er on a long bench on the left side of the woodshed. The little maid hugged
her arms tightly, peeking around furtively. She noticed an old wooden table with a pile of
tools she couldn't identify and several bundles of rope. The head maid threw Qiao'er's cloth shoes in front of her. She tried
to put them on, but Green-Ling and Green-Pearl, who had just entered, each grabbed one of her legs, preventing her from moving. Qiao'er panicked. She glanced at the two little maids, who were about her age, with
a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.
"No need to wear them! You'll have to take them off anyway," Granny Wang said sternly.
"Waaah… Granny…" Qiao'er's eyes reddened, and she looked pitifully up at the person who had taught her to be
a maid .
"Look at you! You've only been here three months, and you've already made the young lady sick! You even dared to wash her feet with cold water!
How can I not punish you today? Have you forgotten everything I taught you?!" Granny Wang said sternly to Qiao'er.
"Qiao'er... I know I was wrong... Please... Please, Granny..."
"Stop talking!" Granny Wang shouted.
"Trying to escape punishment?! The madam may forgive you, but I won't!"
"Waaah..." Qiao'er was interrupted by the harsh words and lowered her head, not daring to speak again.
"Lüping, Cuizhu, I'm leaving Qiao'er to you. Punish her! I'm going out to fetch the doctor.
Release her at noon and let her eat by herself." Granny Wang was angry that Qiao'er
was still , ignoring the madam's instructions to punish her lightly, and even denying Qiao'er breakfast.
After giving the orders to her attendants, she left the woodshed with the head maid from earlier.
The door to the woodshed closed, and Lüping turned back to bolt it. Cuizhu stood up and kept scrutinizing Qiao'er,
making Qiao'er slightly afraid. Just now, her mother-in-law's presence had given her some reassurance;
although wouldn't harm her. Now, only two unfamiliar maids were with her in this secluded woodshed, and Qiao'er, unsure
of what would happen next, trembled slightly with fear.
"What? You think you're the young lady now that you're with her?! We're all standing, and you're sitting upside down?!
Who do you think you are?!" Lüping locked the woodshed door, turned around, and saw Qiao'er sitting helplessly on the bench
. She made a few sarcastic remarks to Qiao'er.
"Qiao'er…no…Qiao'er will get up…" The maid tried to put on her shoes and get up,
but Cuizhu kicked her small cloth shoes away.
"What? What are you doing?" Qiao'er looked at Cuizhu with confusion and anger.
"What are you doing?! Humph! You still dare to talk back and act tough here?! I think you're just spoiled by
the young lady ! Get up!" Although they were about the same age, Qiao'er was quite petite, while Cuizhu and
Lüping were both a head taller than her. Cuizhu grabbed Qiao'er's hair and pulled her up.
"Ouch!..." Qiao'er cried out in pain, her small hands weakly gripping Cuizhu's arm as she was forcibly pulled up.
Since entering the Kong family mansion, no one had ever treated her like this. Even in her poor hometown, apart from the occasional beatings and scoldings from her parents,
she had never suffered such humiliation from her siblings. Now, her bare, tender feet stepped onto the dusty
floor of the woodshed, her hair being pulled and shaken by Cuizhu, the pain almost bringing tears to Qiao'er's eyes.
"You wretched girl!"
With a "slap," Lüping slapped Qiao'er across the face. Cuizhu, as if on
cue, released her grip. Qiao'er fell to the ground, her white undergarments instantly stained with dirt. The little maid
covered her swollen, red face with one hand, her eyes filled with tears, glaring angrily at Lüping and Cuizhu before her. She
looked utterly pitiful.
"You...you're bullying me! Waaah..." Qiao'er was stunned by the blow. She hadn't expected these two maids, who
were about age, to be so rude and hit her so hard. In her distress, two more tears fell.
"Bullying me? Hmph! So what if we bully you? You're here to be punished. We usually discipline
disobedient servants like you. What, you dare to resist? You've served the young lady for three months
and her sick, and you think you're right?!" Lüping glared at Qiao'er disdainfully.
"Let me tell you, you're not with Miss Wang anymore. You
better , we'll report to Granny and Madam! We'll say you're unrepentant! We'll make sure you can't go back to Miss's side!"
Cuizhu added fuel to the fire, threatening Qiao'er.
"You dare look! What are you looking at?! I'll kick you!" Seeing that Qiao'er seemed intimidated but
was still glaring angrily at her and Cuizhu, Lüping was furious and kicked Qiao'er's bottom twice
.
"Ouch!" Qiao'er cried out in pain again, her small body rolling over from the kick. Her delicate, smooth face
was stained ash, streaked with white and black from tears, making her look like a ghost. She dared not resist anymore. These two
maids were ordered by Granny Wang to punish her. If they said anything bad about her, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to go back to Lishang.
There was nothing more important than this. Thinking of this, Qiao'er slowly stood up...
"What are you going to do?!" Cuizhu saw Qiao'er get up and stepped forward to hit her.
"Qiao'er has done something wrong... I'm sorry, Miss... I deserve to be punished! Please punish me, sisters, but please don't
bully me anymore... Waaah..." Faced with the tyranny of the two women before her, Qiao'er pleaded tearfully.
"Hmph! You said it yourself! Get over there on the bench and lie down!" The twins, Lüping and Cuizhu,
shouted in unison.
Qiao'er stopped sobbing, wiped her tears, and walked barefoot to the bench,
then slowly lay down...
The bench was heavy, its wood a dark, unrecognizable color. The petite Qiao'er lay down...
Afterwards, her body was barely wider than the bench, and she remained motionless, utterly disheartened. The two wicked maids, Green Lotus and Jade Pearl,
took several bundles of rope from the table, loosened them beside the bench, and began preparing to bind Qiao'er.
Actually, they usually accompanied Granny Wang in administering punishments. The other maids were generally older than them,
and they dared not say anything in front of Granny Wang, simply obeying orders, nor daring to
act arrogantly towards the older maids. These two wicked maids were unpopular among the maids, but they had honed their
skills , knowing exactly where the girls were sensitive to pain and itchiness.
Today, seeing Qiao'er, they finally felt they could act arrogantly. Thinking that Qiao'er usually ate and used
the gifts bestowed upon her by the eldest young lady, Li Shang, while they themselves ate the coarse food of servants, they couldn't help but feel jealous. Despite
being the same age, they had no affection for Qiao'er, and now, with this opportunity, they were determined
to take advantage of her misfortune.
Lüping pulled Qiao'er's small feet together and dragged them to the edge of the bench,
pressing down on the back of Qiao'er's ankles. Cuizhu then pulled on the rope, wrapping it tightly around Qiao'er's legs from her ankles
down to her knees, so tightly that the rope dug into her flesh. Qiao'er's
legs were bound so tightly that she couldn't break free at all, her small, bare feet dangling from the edge of the bench, her dirty soles
exposed...
But that wasn't all. The twin maids then came to the middle of the bench and pulled Qiao'er's hands to her sides. They took turns
wrapping the rope around her shoulders and wrists, binding her upper body tightly to
the bench as well, so tightly that Qiao'er cried out in pain. This time, Qiao'er's petite body was bound to the bench
, her little feet curled up in pain at the end of the bench...
"Hmph, this wretched girl's body is so soft!"
"She obviously doesn't work properly, no wonder Miss is sick!"
After finishing their work, Lüping and Cuizhu still had to say a few more words to Qiao'er, who was already bound by ropes. They weren't as
pretty as Qiao'er, nor were they as favored as her. When they touched Qiao'er's delicate hands, feet, and body while binding her,
they couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy. They mocked Qiao'er one after another.
Qiao'er was in great pain at this moment, her body pressed tightly against the bench, bound and unable to move, even breathing was difficult,
she could only turn her little face to the side against the bench, her face full of pain.
She didn't know how these two maids who didn't like her would torture her next, so she simply gritted her teeth and listened to the mockery without saying a word.
"I want to see if this little girl's buttocks are just as tender!" Green Ping glared hatefully at
Qiao'er, who was bound and unable to move, and forcefully pulled down Qiao'er's underpants! The little maid's beautiful, pert
buttocks were immediately revealed! White and tender, as the underpants were pulled down to her thighs, her firm little
bottom swayed slightly…
"You?! This is unacceptable! Let go… Waaah! Waaah!!!" Qiao'er panicked,
shaking , but unable to break free. Seeing Qiao'er cry out, Cui Zhu, standing beside her, grabbed a tattered cloth
and stuffed it tightly into Qiao'er's cherry-like mouth, shoving it in so tightly that Qiao'er couldn't scream anymore.
The dirty rag made her feel nauseous.
"You still dare to scream?! I'll teach you to scream!"
Green Ping, enraged, grabbed a bamboo strip from the table, turned around, and with a "smack," struck Qiao'er's
smooth firm buttocks, instantly leaving a red welt! Qiao'er whimpered in pain, her body tensing
violently, even her little feet at the end of the stool straightening...
Seeing Qiao'er's pain, the twin maids both showed expressions of satisfaction. Seeing that Qiao'er's mouth was
gagged and she couldn't cry out in pain, Cuizhu also took a bamboo strip and stood on the other side of the bench. She exchanged a glance with Lüping, and
the two naughty maids began taking turns whipping Qiao'er's little bottom with the bamboo strip...
"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!..."
Qiao'er cried out in pain, but all her cries were muffled by the rag. Lüping and Cuizhu used the thin bamboo strip
to whip her little bottom hard, each strike bringing a burning pain! Red welts immediately appeared on
her , just as they were beginning to feel numb and itchy, they were then struck with excruciating pain by the next blow. Qiao'er's brows furrowed,
large tears streaming down her face, flowing horizontally onto the bench...
How could twelve-year-old Qiao'er bear such punishment from children her own age? She was filled with shame, anxiety, anger
, and pain, already crying uncontrollably. The spanking made her tremble with pain; her once smooth and firm buttocks were now
swollen and red, her little bottoms clenched tightly, awaiting each more lash...
Seeing Qiao'er's muffled cries of pain distorted her voice, the twins finally stopped, gloating.
"Do you still dare to scream? Hmm?" Lü Ping asked with a sinister smile, a smile that shouldn't belong to a little girl
her age .
"…………" Qiao'er's tears flowed freely, too weak to answer from the pain, especially with her cherry-like mouth gagged with a rag.
"Smack!" Another smack, Cui Zhu's bamboo sliver landed on Qiao'er's little bottom.
"Waaaaah...!..." Helpless, Qiao'er was hit again, and could only raise her head and shake it
repeatedly, letting out mournful cries from her gagged mouth, as if begging for mercy...
Lü Ping walked over and slowly pulled the rag out of Qiao'er's mouth, and Qiao'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her mouth was slightly
dry, with a hint of earthy taste, and her little bottom was still throbbing with pain. The little maid dared not cry out, afraid that
the two bad girls in front of her would continue to beat her, and her aggrieved tears flowed silently...
"Have you given up yet?!" Lü Ping asked arrogantly.
"Waaah..." Qiao'er whimpered, breathing slightly, and glanced at Lü Ping resentfully.
"Smack!" Another slap, and the bamboo strip in Lü Ping's hand struck Qiao'er's buttocks again, causing Qiao'er
to wince and cry out loudly in pain.
"Waaah!...I give up...Qiao'er gives up...Please, sister, don't hit me anymore...Waaah...Waaah
..."
Having her pants pulled down and her bare bottom exposed, and then being severely whipped, Qiao'er's self-esteem was
severely damaged. The young girl didn't know what to do, and under the threat of pain, she could only
beg for mercy from the peer she should have been playing with.
Poor Qiao'er cried out, her little mouth opening and closing, drool trickling from her cherry lips...
"I said no screaming!" The despicable Lüping feigned exasperation, throwing away the bamboo stick in her hand and pinching...
She grabbed Qiao'er's thigh and pinched it hard! A bruise immediately appeared through her underpants, causing Qiao'er to hiss and gasp in pain
, tears welling up again.
"I asked you, have you submitted?!" Lüping was like a little demon, her resentment of life's injustices making her blame everything
on Qiao'er. She still held Qiao'er's thigh in her hand, pinching and twisting it relentlessly.
"Ugh!..." Qiao'er cried out in pain, but dared not cry out again,
only nodding her head repeatedly. Bound tightly, her head couldn't move freely, and her forehead hit the bench several times
...
"You remember this, here, whatever I ask you, you answer! Whatever I tell you to do, you
do!" Lüping threatened fiercely at the trembling Qiao'er.
"Alright, it's time to punish this brat from both sides." Cuizhu felt a slight pang of pity, but knowing which side
was closer and which was farther, she pulled Lüping and went to the table to fetch several boar bristle brushes.
As Lüping released Qiao'er's thighs, the little maid trembled and let out a sob. Her bottom was still
burning , numb and itchy, almost losing all feeling. Her calves and upper body were tightly bound by ropes,
the barbs of the hemp rope digging into Qiao'er's delicate skin. Twelve-year-old Qiao'er had never suffered such
punishment before, and she felt dizzy...
"Oh dear! How can this 'young lady' have such dirty feet?" Lüping and Cuizhu took
brushes around to the end of the stool, looking at Qiao'er's motionless little feet, and mocked her again.
Qiao'er's small feet had stepped on the dusty ground, and now her soles and heels
were covered dust, even her little toes were stained with black marks, only the delicate arches of her feet were sunken,
white and cute. This "black and white" bare sole made the twin maids cover their mouths and giggle.
"It's all because of you two..." Qiao'er remained silent, only daring to think these words in her heart. A clean freak,
she felt a surge of shame and anger upon hearing the twin maids mock her like this.
"I heard you washed the young lady's feet with cold water? What a wicked girl! We should let you taste that too!" Cui
Zhu, her face full of sarcasm, turned and scooped a ladleful of cold water from a vat in the corner of the woodshed, returning to her.
"Ah!..." Qiao'er cried out. The water in that cold vat in the corner of the woodshed was bone-chilling. Now,
the ladleful of water poured onto her delicate feet, sending a chill through her body, from the soles of her feet to
the top of her head.
"We'll wash your feet too. You should thank your two elder sisters, hehe..." Seeing Qiao'er
shudder revealed a malicious smile. She directly scooped water from the vat in the corner and placed it
under Qiao'er's delicate feet, then, together with Cui Zhu, began to ladle the cold water over and over onto Qiao'er's dirty little feet. "Ooh! Ooh!... Ah!..." Even on a sweltering summer morning, the woodshed ,
perpetually devoid of sunlight , remained chilly. Qiao'er, already shivering in her undergarments, was now being doused with icy water, the sensation making her shiver all over. Her little bottom stung with pain, the stimulation causing her to groan repeatedly... 　　"Oh dear, this girl's feet just won't get clean! Are they naturally this dirty?" Green Ping mocked, scooping water as she spoke. Qiao'er's little feet curled up under the cold water, occasionally opening and closing, looking quite uncomfortable. The dirt clinging to the soles of her feet was washed away turning into clumps of mud, some stubbornly refusing to come off, which only fueled Green Ping's further mockery. 　　"I...I'm not...dirty..." Qiao'er's lips trembled from the cold, and she managed to reply in a trembling voice, clearly unable to tolerate being called dirty. 　　"Pah! You wretched girl! You're a nobody from the countryside! How dare you talk back!" Lüping threw the ladle into the bucket , stood up, put her hands on her hips, and cursed. The childish voice was extremely unpleasant. She made a move to hit her again, but Cuizhu stopped her. 　　"Huh? Why are you stopping me?" Lüping asked Cuizhu, puzzled. 　　"Don't be hasty, sister, Qiao'er is right~! Of course, a girl wants to be clean. My sister will do her a favor and help Qiao'er wash her feet, and that will be fine~!" Cuizhu said sarcastically, the childish voice was also very unpleasant. She winked at Lüping and handed her a boar bristle brush. 　　"Oh...! That's right, hmph! You brat, I'll teach you to talk back, you'll see!" Green Ping took the brush, cursing as she turned and brought over two wooden stools used by the servants for chopping firewood, placing them beside Qiao'er's feet. Then the twins sat down together. Green Ping impatiently grabbed Qiao'er's five little toes , dipped the brush in the bucket of water with the other, and directly brushed the soles of Qiao'er's feet! 　　"Hahahaha...! No~! No~! No, hahahahaha~!" 　　Qiao'er's small body suddenly stiffened, and she burst into laughter. Her ankles were tightly bound to the wooden stool, the edge pressing against the instep, and her left little toes were gripped tightly, making it impossible for her to break free. The stiff boar bristles brushed back and forth on the soles of her feet, smearing away the remaining mud. Cui Zhu seized the opportunity to scoop up a ladle of water and pour it over her feet, which worked; her left foot instantly became much cleaner. Lü Ping's brush didn't stop; the stiff bristles swept over all the sensitive, tender flesh on Qiao'er's soles! 　　"Aaaaaahahaha...!...Stop it~! Hahahaha...!..." 　　Qiao'er, her small body tightly bound, tilted her head back, enjoying the tickling sensation. The ticklish feeling on her soles overshadowed the pain in her bottom and the coldness of the woodshed, and she couldn't stop laughing. Lü Ping and Cui Zhu's " cooperation" had cleaned her left foot. Now, with the cool water rinsing, Lü Ping was gently massaging Qiao'er's tiny, bamboo shoot-like toes, occasionally grabbing the brush and rubbing it horizontally against the pads of her toes! 　　"Hahaha...! Qiao'er can't take it anymore...! Hahaha...!..." 　　Without pausing or resting, the twin maids began to do the same thing to Qiao'er's right foot again. Qiao'er 's little head kept shaking, laughing until tears streamed down her face. She started twisting her tightly bound left ankle, trying to protect her right foot, which was being brushed, but Green Ping was unyielding. As long as Qiao'er stretched out her left foot, she would brush it hard. Helpless, the little maid had no choice but to pull her left foot back, no longer protecting her poor right foot.

Her feet were merely flapping back and forth, as if that would relieve the itch…
“Isn’t it clean now?! Hurry up and thank your sister!”
Mission accomplished, Qiao’er’s two feet were thoroughly washed clean from head to toe. The cool water and the
brush left her bare feet bright red and pink, arousing the envy of her twin maids.
These bare feet were so delicate and exquisite, but now they were trembling and huddled together, slight wrinkles
appearing , and her ten tiny toes curled up like shy little birds…
*Bu Suanzi* – Qiao’er’s Suffering in the Woodshed
In Yueping, a lonely soul found a master in the market. Months of diligent service, she was unwittingly envied.
Autumn grass whipped her fragrant buttocks, mane scratched her feet in agony, tears streaming down her face as she tried to escape, but her body was tightly bound.
"Why are this brat's feet so sensitive to tickling?" Green Ping grinned mischievously at Cui Zhu.
"Yes, I've never seen anyone so itchy after just a couple of rubs... Today's going to be fun..." Cui
Zhu chuckled, covering her mouth with one hand while brushing the soles of Qiao'er's feet with the other.
"Ugh..." Qiao'er groaned softly. The "foot washing" had exhausted her. Her head rested
on the wooden stool, and she was panting heavily. Her tender feet trembled as her fingers brushed against them, and she tried her best to avoid
the tickling .
"Hmph! It's almost noon, time to show some real skills! Today, I'll make this brat suffer!"
Green Ping glanced at Qiao'er disdainfully, turned around, and took a thin straw rope from the table. She sat down at Qiao'er's feet
and began to tie up Qiao'er's two small big toes.
The young maid had already suffered so much today, and hearing that it wasn't over yet, she trembled with fear
. Feeling her little toes being pinched again, she nervously trembled, trying to escape the rope bindings. But
how could she? Green Ping finally grabbed her two big toes, the thin straw rope wrapping around them several times and knotting
. Green Ping then pulled downwards, instantly spreading her little feet wide open, exposing all
the sensitive , awaiting the next punishment…
“Please… sisters… spare Qiao’er…” The listless little maid, no matter how much she disliked
the two women, feared nothing more than having her feet tickled again. She pleaded in a low voice against her will.
“Shut up! You haven’t finished your punishment yet, what, you want to deny it?!” Green Ping shouted sternly.
"Don't waste your breath on this girl, let's just tickle her until she's completely out of her mind..." Cuizhu sat down on another
low stool 　　, looking directly at her delicate and beautiful feet that she had just washed. Her jealousy intensified, and she wished she 　　could torment Qiao'er to death.
" Aa ... 　　"Hahaha...! Let me go! Qiao'er can't take it! Hahaha!..." 　　Begging for mercy was useless. Lüping began to tickle Qiao'er's soles with three fingers, from heel to toe, subjecting her to this torture repeatedly. Meanwhile, Cuizhu continued to gently scratch Qiao'er's right foot with her fingernails, using all ten fingers, with a delicate touch, like plucking a flower, tracing the surface of Qiao'er's ticklish bare foot. Occasionally, she would reach between the five tiny toes, lightly scratching the tender flesh of the toe pads, and rubbing the tiny spaces between the toes... " 　　Hahaha!... Ah!... Hahaha!..." 　　Qiao'er was almost hoarse from laughing. The previous "foot washing" had already made her unbearably ticklish, but this punishment felt like she had been plunged into the deepest hell. The young maid was extremely ticklish; she hated herself, hated her sensitive feet, which made her feel like she was dying. Now, the itching was so intense that she couldn't even beg for mercy. She could only laugh helplessly, snot and tears streaming down her face, some even getting into her mouth. She looked utterly pitiful… 　　"Ah, hahahahaha~!…Don't tickle there~! No way~! Hahahahaha~!…" 　　This punishment had been going on for almost half an hour, the mischievous twin maids taking turns tickling Qiao'er's little feet . If Lüping lightly tickled, Cuizhu would scratch hard with her fingernails; if Cuizhu gently brushed the soles of her feet, Lüping would fiercely scratch, causing the tightly bound Qiao'er to suffer intense ticklish torture. Both were searching for the most ticklish spot on Qiao'er's sensitive soles, until Lüping felt a spot where even a slight tickle would cause Qiao'er to struggle desperately ! 　　"This wretched girl's Achilles' heel is here!" Lüping pulled on the thin rope, pointing to a spot for Cuizhu to see. 　　"No, no, I think it's here!" Cui Zhu raised her chin, pointing to a spot. 　　Lü Ping had found the simplest spot: the soles of Qiao'er's little feet, which never touched the ground, were the most sensitive area. Every time Lü Ping's fingernails lightly or heavily scratched them, the little maid would itch so badly her feet would try to twist and turn, the rope of her big toes almost slipping off Lü Ping's grip. Cui Zhu, however, had found the tender crevices between each of Qiao'er's little toes. Every time she gently pinched them with her fingers, the other unbound toes would tremble as if caught in a storm. 　　The twin wicked maids exchanged a cold smile, then joined forces. Cui Zhu stretched out her hands and began scratching the most tender, delicate soles of Qiao'er's feet with her fingernails, giving Qiao'er the most intense ticklish sensation with just the right amount of pressure! Meanwhile, Lüping gripped the straw rope tightly with one hand, while the other hand probed and pried at the tender flesh between Qiao'er's little toes, leaving no one untouched. Occasionally, she would change hand positions to lightly scratch the pads of Qiao'er's toes with her 　　fingernails … " 　　Ah~! Haha ...

Her cherry-like mouth was stretched to its widest point, and when she laughed so hard she could only let out silent hiccups…
In the cold woodshed, the icy water that had splashed on her tender feet had already made Qiao'er feel the urge to urinate…
The young maid's small body was tightly bound, and her most sensitive, ticklish little feet were
suffering intense tickling torture…
Every slap on her bare feet felt like it was going to rip out Qiao'er's heart, liver, and lungs to wash and clean
!
"Hahahaha~! Qiao'er knows she's wrong~! Hahahahahaha… Please… Hahahahaha~!…
…"
Seeing Qiao'er laughing so wildly, Lüping became angry, as if she hadn't
caused Qiao'er's pitiful state. She stood up, picked up a bamboo strip, and began to whip the little maid's exposed
buttocks! Each whipping was harder than the last, until the skin was almost torn and bleeding!
Meanwhile, Cuizhu picked up a large boar bristle brush that she usually used to sweep the bed, the very kind that Qiao'er had already experienced the previous night
. She took the straw rope that Lüping had released with one hand and pulled it down hard, while with the other hand she picked up a brush and
scrubbed Qiao'er's two tender soles hard! Every stiff hair swirled and drilled into the itchy
flesh in Qiao'er's soles, almost scrubbing them raw!
"Hahahaha~!!! Ahhhhhh~! It hurts so much~! It itches so much~! Qiao'er is going to die~!
Hahahaha~! Ooh~! Ooh~! Ugh~! It's ruined~! It's going to break~! Ooh ee ee ee~!!!...
"
Lüping and Cuizhu stopped in shock at the same time.
With a "whoosh," Qiao'er, in pain and itching, urinated, instantly soaking her underwear. A pool of clear urine
spread across the bench, dripping down the edge and onto the floor...
Qiao'er felt her body no longer belong to her; her soul seemed to float away in circles. Her eyes rolled back, and she
fainted...
With a "splash," a bucket of cold water was poured over Qiao'er's head, finally jolting her back to consciousness...
…
Her hands were now free of ropes, hanging limply at either side of the bench; the places where the ropes had bound
her throbbed , her entire back and calves covered in red welts; her body was now free, and she could only slump wearily
on the bench; her wet underpants were pulled up, urine staining her two little bottoms, which had been beaten purple, causing waves of
pain; her disheveled hair, just drenched in water, dripped drop by drop; one little foot was so
itchy it was cramping, twisted and bent on the ground…
Except for the puddle that had just been splashed on Qiao'er's face, the urine and water stains on the ground and bench had been mostly wiped
clean, only the little maid's crotch was still damp and hot. The terrifying tools and ropes were put back on the table,
the low stool was moved back to its original place, and even the water ladle and bucket were being put away by Cuizhu next to the large vat. Now, it's almost impossible to tell
that this cold, damp woodshed once witnessed torture, except for the poor little maid slumped on the bench
...
"It's noon. If you have the strength, go back now. Don't keep pretending to be dead here!" Green Ping
watched Qiao'er with trepidation. Seeing her slowly awaken, she immediately scolded her with a stern face.
"Sister, we might have used a bit too much force, but it was Granny Wang's order. Don't blame us..."
Green Pearl played the good cop, seemingly feeling somewhat guilty.
Qiao'er lay limply, tears streaming down her face. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she sobbed silently, her small chest
trembling against the bench. Bearing the bitterness of being wronged, the resentment of being bullied, and the immense incomprehension
, she looked resentfully at the maidservant of the same age who had just tormented her…
“You…you better watch yourself! Next time you fall into my hands, it will be even worse than this time! I’ll let you off this time!
But if you dare go back and tell Miss that we’ve done something wrong, see how I deal with you later! Come on, come on!”
Green Ping stammered, threatening Qiao’er. She seemed a little nervous, turned around, grabbed Cui Zhu’s sleeve, opened the latch on the woodshed
door, and walked out. Cui Zhu looked at Qiao’er with some guilt, but Green Ping was still forcibly pulled away. The
woodshed door was ajar, and a ray of midday sunlight shone in, shining directly on Qiao’er’s small face,
making her squint her big eyes. Finally, she felt a touch of warmth. Outside, in that fragrant courtyard filled with birdsong,
in that boudoir by the pond, beside her mistress who was like a loving older sister, that was the only
place where …
The little maid lay on the bench, crying silently for a long, long time, before finally slowly getting up…

[The End]

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