Creaaak!

The door opened, and Qing'er walked in carrying a basin of hot water.

Yue'er followed behind, holding a stack of clothes in her arms.

Qing'er set down the basin and walked to the bed, gently shaking Huang Ye.

"Young Master, it's time to get up!"

Huang Ye was confused, unsure whether he should get up or not, with nothing to guide him.

Forget it, he thought, I'll just muddle through. Sooner or later, I'll have to act normal. If I get found out, so be it.

Right now, Yue'er was definitely an enemy, but whether there were other enemies was still uncertain.

When he was shaken again, Huang Ye groggily opened his eyes.

He stared blankly at the two of them.

"Yue'er, why do I feel like the Young Master seems worse than before?"

"I think the Young Master is quite normal," Yue'er replied indifferently.

Damn, it seems like I overacted. Better regain some clarity quickly.

Qing'er's small hand had already lifted the corner of the quilt, and Huang Ye instinctively tugged at it.

This girl is really bold. Isn't she afraid that I'm not wearing anything?

Damn, she really doesn't seem afraid.

He had no choice but to let go.

"The Young Master seems to know how to be shy now!"

Damn, overacted again. This is really exhausting.

"Yue'er, bring the wheelchair over."

"Okay!"

It seems the original owner really was disabled, a pitiful and tragic life.

How should I act this out? Forget it, I'll just pretend my legs are weak.

Qing'er got on the bed, her gentle hands holding a warm towel, and began to wipe Huang Ye's face.

Then his hands, carefully wiping every part.

No! Not inside, please.

He wanted to stop her, but afraid of being exposed, he could only endure this strange sensation.

Chest, back, thighs, calves, nothing was missed.

"Yue'er, bring over the undergarments."

He wanted to refuse this brutal personal attack, but he couldn't.

If it were just Qing'er, he might have been able to maintain some composure, but with Yue'er there, he could only endure.

The two girls showed no sign of embarrassment, everything was so calm and natural, clearly accustomed to this routine.

They could be calm and natural, but Huang Ye couldn't. He was fully awake, and natural reactions were inevitable.

What to do? In a moment of desperation, Huang Ye recalled a mantra and kept chanting it in his mind.

Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha...

Surprisingly, it worked, his mind calmed down, and he lay still.

Letting the two girls handle him as they wished.

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"Yue'er, look, the Young Master's thing seems to have gotten a bit bigger?"

That sentence almost broke Huang Ye's composure. He quickly sped up his mental chanting, imagining the battle between Sun Wukong and the Buddha.

Yue'er glanced disdainfully, it did seem a bit bigger.

Hmph! Sooner or later, I'll cut that thing off.

Once the clothes were changed, Huang Ye opened his eyes again, still with a confused look, occasionally giving a silly smile.

"Yue'er, I feel the Young Master is indeed a bit unusual, he rarely smiled before."

"He's a fool, silly smiles are normal!"

"Yue'er, don't talk about the Young Master like that. He was very healthy as a child, only after a head injury did he become like this."

"Sister Qing'er, I advise you to marry soon, he'll be like this for the rest of his life."

"No, if the Young Master is like this for a lifetime, I'll serve him for a lifetime."

Yue'er shook her head, this sister was foolish too!

Huang Ye, however, was moved inside. It seemed Qing'er truly cared for him.

From what she said, the original owner wasn't born a fool, he became one after an accident.

A head injury? Did he accidentally hit something, or was he beaten?

No rush, as long as I stay calm, I'll slowly find clues, and eventually figure it out.

Huang Ye was helped into a wheelchair and pushed out of the room.

Wow! This family's conditions are really nice, the courtyard is neither too big nor too small, complete with a water feature and rockery, surrounded by a few large trees.

Not bad luck, at least I transmigrated into a wealthy family, didn't expect to be a second-generation wealthy.

But what era is this? Judging by the architectural style, it seems like Ming or Qing, or maybe Tang or Song.

Before Tang and Song, he wasn't sure about the architectural styles.

The reason he thought so was that this style seemed similar to those dynasties he saw on TV.

The two girls pushed Huang Ye around the courtyard, almost making him dizzy.

Can't you let me see outside? Even the best scenery gets boring after a while.

"Yue'er, bring the Young Master's meal, we'll feed him in the courtyard!"

Damn it! How could they let her bring the food, I'd rather die than eat it.

No, I must escape this situation.

As Yue'er left, Huang Ye was also thinking. Although on the surface, Qing'er seemed very good to him.

But he had been in this world for too short a time to judge Qing'er's intentions.

There was no information about their past, he could only gamble, such a wealthy family definitely wasn't as simple as it seemed.

He had to endure, keep playing the fool.

Yue'er returned with a food box, containing a few exquisite dishes and a bowl of rice.

The aroma of the food was enticing, Huang Ye was very hungry, so hungry his heart felt uneasy.

But seeing Yue'er, it was as if the food was poisonous snakes and scorpions.

"Young Master, time to eat." Qing'er gently brought a spoon to Huang Ye's mouth.

Huang Ye kept his mouth tightly shut.

"Open your mouth, let me feed you!"

Huang Ye still kept his mouth tightly shut.

"Huh! What's wrong with the Young Master?"

"Maybe the Young Master isn't hungry, so he doesn't want to eat," Yue'er analyzed.

Unfortunately, Huang Ye's stomach betrayed him with a growl.

Qing'er looked at Huang Ye curiously, he was clearly hungry, why wouldn't he open his mouth?

"Young Master, be good, eating is delicious, see, your stomach is protesting!"

Huang Ye's mouth remained tightly shut.

The two maids exchanged glances.

"Yue'er, take it back, we'll wait until the Young Master wants to eat."

Yue'er obediently took the food box away.

Huang Ye didn't dare look at the food box, afraid his stomach would make noise again.

He managed to get through this meal, but he couldn't keep starving.

It wouldn't take long, skipping two meals would greatly decrease his strength, starving for two or three days, Yue'er could easily handle him.

He had to find a way to get food.

Right, such large households usually have pavilions, and pavilions often have snacks.

While Xiao Yue wasn't around, he should go outside to see if there was such a pavilion.

"Ah, ah!" Huang Ye pointed towards the crescent moon gate in the courtyard.

Qing'er was startled, looking at Huang Ye strangely, seeing him still pointing at the crescent moon gate.

Strange, why was the Young Master pointing at that gate, did he want to go out?

She hesitated, the mistress had forbidden the Young Master from leaving the courtyard, if they left, they would surely be punished.

After thinking for a moment, she made up her mind, since the Young Master wanted to go out, they would sneak out, as long as the mistress didn't find out.

This was the first time the Young Master had actively wanted to do something, bravely pushing Huang Ye towards the crescent moon gate.

Once outside, Huang Ye was completely stunned by the scene.

Damn, what kind of family is this, how could they be so extravagant!

It was a large courtyard, everywhere he looked was green, with long corridors in every direction.

Several corridors led to different places, the scenery here rivaled that of Suzhou gardens.

In the middle of the courtyard was a small lake, with a small pavilion on it, connected by a winding water corridor.

Oh! My eyesight seems to be very good, I can actually see things in the pavilion.

In his past life, he was nearsighted, his glasses as thick as bottle bottoms, from looking at his phone under the covers.

In the pavilion was a stone table, with tea sets and some plates on it, the plates clearly had food.

It seemed he guessed right, such wealthy families would definitely have this setup.

Huang Ye quickly pointed towards the pavilion!

"Ah, ah!" Qing'er frowned, today the Young Master was really strange.

She originally planned to push the Young Master for a turn at the small courtyard gate, going to the pavilion was too far.

Pushing there would take at least the time of a stick of incense, easily seen by others.

"Young Master, we can't go there."