The Mud Doll on the Bed - Chapter Twenty-Five

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The swallow's mud felt refreshing, like being washed with water, until a sharp pain shot through my wrist.
"Master, Yan Ni's wrist hurts so much."
Wang west stopped the swing and freed her wrist from the ropes, only to find that her jade-like wrist was red and swollen. He secretly blamed himself for being rash and hurting his beloved for a moment of pleasure.
He then took out some ointment and applied it to the red and swollen area. After massaging for a while, the redness and swelling subsided completely, leaving only a cool sensation.
She looked curiously at the ointment in his hand. What kind of medicine was so magical?
"Master, what kind of medicine is this?"
"This secret medicine, brought from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, has many effects." Wang west concealed the fact that it was mainly made for sexual intercourse between men and women, and that it was more valuable than gold when it reached the Central Plains.
Yan Ni suddenly remembered Runyue's injuries. Her whip wounds were severe and hadn't healed yet. Being angered into fainting by Runyue had only worsened her injuries, which was worrying. Perhaps she should ask her master for the whipping wounds back; maybe Runyue would recover soon.
"Master, could...could you...give it to me?" This was the first time Yan Ni had asked her master for a reward. Although she felt it was inappropriate, she had no choice but to do it for her sister Runyue!
Wang west looked at her flushed face and laughed uncontrollably; a bottle of ointment had made her face turn as red as a guava.
Seeing her master laugh heartily, Yan Ni felt inferior and sadly lowered her head. How could a lowly servant like her be worth more than a bottle of ointment? It was wishful thinking and overestimating her abilities.
“Master, I have overstepped my bounds. Please do not blame me.”
Seeing that her beautiful face had withered like dust, Wang west leaned closer and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you, why are you so sad?!"
"I...I don't know." Her master would never understand her feelings, and telling him would be of no use; it was better to keep it to herself. She thought to herself sullenly.
Wang west lifted her rosy cheeks, kissed the corner of her mouth affectionately, and said, "It's rare to see someone so heartbroken over a bottle of cheap ointment."
"I...I...I wasn't sad at all," Yan Ni tried to deny, her stammering words betraying her true feelings.
Wang west pursed his lips unhappily. Did he think he was blind, daring to hide his feelings in front of him?
"What is the first thing a servant girl does when serving her master?"
"loyalty."
"And the second one?"
"obedient."
"And the third one?"
"honest."
"Did you do all that in front of me?" Wang west stared at her seriously.
His sharp gaze left her exposed, her eyes darting around nervously. He was her master, but that didn't mean she had to tear down her last shred of self-respect for him! To display a slave's inferiority in front of her master was more painful than being skinned alive.
“Answer me,” Wang west commanded her habitually. If she obeyed, he didn’t mind using this best method.
Yan Ni sighed inwardly. Why was her master so fixated on this issue? She just didn't want the ointment.
Disobeying her master's orders was against her nature, yet obeying him went against her own heart. For the first time, she meekly lied to him, "Your servant was wrong."
“You’re not doing your job well,” he accused her, like a little boy who hadn’t gotten candy and was sulking because an adult hadn’t met his demands.
"How can I, your master, possibly serve you with utmost devotion?" Aside from my feelings of inferiority, I've already laid my heart bare for you!
"I want you to be honest with me about your feelings, and not hide anything from me!" he demanded with a hint of roguishness.
"Uh, I promise, Master!" Yan Ni carefully concealed her underlying inferiority complex; what she feared most was his mockery. If she heard his laughter, she would even contemplate suicide! She didn't want to die; she wanted to serve her master well for the rest of her life.
Wang west smiled contentedly at her answer, "That's more like it! Here, it's for you."
He placed the bottle of ointment in her palm. Seeing her smiling face was better than anything else. She was the most beautiful treasure in the world, and he was willing to give everything for her happiness.
She picked up the bottle with delight, clutched it tightly in her palm, and said, "Thank you, Master."
A bottle of cheap medicine for her smile—it's worth it! He smiled wickedly, "Remember to come here every time you apply your medicine!"

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