In front of the Yang Mansion's gate, the gatekeeper, Mo Xuanfei, cupped his hands over his eyes and looked into the distance. As soon as he saw Ah Lang and the Eldest Lady riding side by side, he immediately shouted with joy, "Ah Lang and the Eldest Lady are back!"
When Yang Fan arrived at the front of the mansion, he pulled the reins. Before he could dismount, he was stunned. He saw that the gate of the mansion was wide open and the servants were lined up neatly in two rows. A white-haired old housekeeper stood in front of them and said respectfully, "Congratulations on your safe return, Ah Lang!"
The two rows of male and female servants behind him shouted in unison, "Congratulations on your safe return, Ah Lang!"
Yang Fan was annoyed and amused at the same time. He said to Xiao Man, "Why did you make such a scene out of nowhere? Won't it be a joke if outsiders see it?"
Xiao Man pursed her lips slightly and said, "I didn't teach you that."
The servants of the Yang Mansion did spontaneously come to the gate to greet their master. Yang Fan was not only Xiao Man's backbone, but also the backbone of the Yang Family. Without a male master, how could everyone not be anxious?
Besides, Yang Fan had committed the crime of 'rebellion'. If he was convicted, the servants would also be treated as official slaves. Although official slaves were still servants and did their old jobs, their freedom would be greatly reduced. Now that Yang Fan had been exonerated and returned safely, everyone was happy.
Yang Fan dismounted from the horse and said in a clear voice, "I was falsely accused and imprisoned. These days, you have done your best to help Madam at home, it has been hard on you. I'll definitely express my gratitude to you after these two days. Alright, now disperse, disperse! "
The old steward waved his hand and the servants thanked him and dispersed. Two servants came out from the front yard and took the reins from Yang Fan and Xiao Man. The old steward welcomed them into the yard and said respectfully, "Ah Lang, Madam, dinner is being prepared. There is hot water in the backyard. Ah Lang, do you want to take a bath first?"
At this time, Yang Fan was still wearing the clothes he was wearing when he was arrested. His hair was unkempt, his face was dirty, and his beard was unshaven. Naturally, he had to take a bath, change his clothes, wash his hair, and shave his face. Yang Fan signed and was about to walk to the back of the house with Xiao Man. At this time, the doorman, Mo Xuanfei, hurriedly ran over and took out a red visiting card from his pocket. He said to Yang Fan, "Ah Lang, this is a guest named Zhao Yu. He personally delivered this to you about an hour ago. He also said that he will visit you again tomorrow afternoon!"
"Oh! Zhao Yu? "
Yang Fan reached out to take it and opened it to have a look. There was nothing special on it. It was just a regular congratulatory note, congratulating Yang Fan on his safe release from prison and so on. In the end, it said that he would visit again in the afternoon the next day. Yang Fan smiled and casually handed it to the old steward.
Zhao Yu's action was just to show Yang Fan that they hadn't abandoned Yang Fan. Instead, they had been paying close attention to Yang Fan's every move. Of course, Yang Fan didn't think that since he was cooperating with the Hidden Sect, the Hidden Sect had the obligation to take care of everything for him. However, he still had to listen to the necessary explanation.
In the bedroom at the back of the residence, the bathtub and bathing equipment were already prepared. Once Yang Fan arrived, the servants brought in hot water and poured it in buckets. They added cold water to adjust the temperature. After the water temperature was adjusted, Xiaoman instructed, "All of you can leave now. I will serve Ah Lang in his bath!" It was very normal for a wife to serve her husband in his bath. The two servants who were carrying the water acknowledged respectfully and left, closing the door behind them.
Xiaoman walked over to bolt the door. Yang Fan hesitated and said, "Xiaoman, bathing … I will do it myself."
Xiaoman bolted the door and tidied the hair at the side of her temple. She whispered, "Serving my husband is what Xiaoman should do."
This sentence made Yang Fan's heart palpitate. He wanted to say something, but Xiaoman had already rushed over and squatted down in front of him. Yang Fan lowered his head and saw that the back of Xiaoman's ears were all red. It seemed like this sentence made Xiaoman very shy.
Xiaoman carefully rolled up his trouser leg and whispered, "You won't be able to bathe yourself. The servants are rough and clumsy, and I won't be at ease. Let me do it."
Xiaoman rolled up Yang Fan's trouser leg and couldn't help but feel sad when she saw the bloody ankle that was rubbed by the heavy shackles. She quickly stood up and said, "Wait for a moment, Langjun. Xiaoman will go change my clothes and get some medicine for Langjun's wounds."
Xiao Man hurriedly went behind the screen. When Yang Fan saw this, he quickly took off his clothes, and in a moment, he was completely naked.
Xiaoman wanted to bathe him? If this was Wan 'er, Yang Fan would naturally expose his body in front of her. Not to mention asking her to bathe him, he might even pull her into the bathtub and have a bath together. But Xiaoman … although she was his wife in name, the two hadn't taken the most important step yet.
Especially now that he already knew that Xiao Man was Niu Niu, the psychological change from brother to husband also needed a process. Suddenly, he was naked in front of Xiaoman. Yang Fan really couldn't get over it. Yang Fan tore off his clothes and was about to jump into the bucket when a bright light came from behind the screen. There was a lamp on the other side of the screen.
When the two left the Council Chamber, the sun was already setting. When they got home, it was already dark. It was time to light the lamps. Ordinary families didn't want to use oil and had to endure for a while, but the Yang family didn't have this concern.
When the light came on, Yang Fan saw a slender figure on the screen. Yang Fan's eyes couldn't help but widen. That incomparably beautiful figure gently tugged at her belt, and her long skirt floated to the ground. Her tall and dignified neck, her slender waist, her perfectly round and perky buttocks, her slender and straight thighs, and her beautiful jade peaks that rose from the ground were reflected on the screen under the light, revealing her curves to the fullest.
Yang Fan watched intently as Xiao Man gracefully took off her clothes, and then watched her pick up a set of clothes to change into. It seemed that she had also changed her shoes. He saw her bend down and fiddle with something a few times. Her round and perky buttocks were illuminated by the light, swaying on the screen, causing Yang Fan's heart to be in a mess. The thing under his crotch slowly raised its head, and in a moment, a protruding horn appeared. It eagerly pointed forward, and then with a "pa" sound, it pressed tightly against Yang Fan's lower abdomen.
At this time, Xiaoman had already changed her clothes and pulled out her hairpin. Her hair fell down like a waterfall. Yang Fan took advantage of the time when Xiaoman pulled out her hairpin and coiled her hair up again to sneak into the water like a thief. The water was scalding and Yang Fan's ankle was injured. As soon as he entered the water, he felt a piercing pain. Yang Fan gritted his teeth and endured it, not daring to make a sound.
After a while, Xiao Man walked out from behind the screen in a pair of wooden clogs. When she saw that Yang Fan had already entered the water, she screamed and rushed to the bucket. She said worriedly, "Langjun, your foot is injured. How … how did you get into the water?"
Yang Fan didn't feel the pain after being in the water for a while. He said, "It's okay, it hurt a little when I first entered the water, but I'm fine now."
Xiaoman hurriedly said, "It's not good to soak in the water. Let me clean you and apply medicine."
Yang Fan couldn't get out of the water at this time. He hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's not convenient to take a bath now that I've applied medicine. Anyway, I'm already in the water. Let's talk about it later."
Xiaoman had no choice but to agree. She turned around and put aside the gourd containing the medicine, a roll of cotton clothes, and a pair of scissors. Yang Fan secretly looked at her. He saw that Xiaoman's beautiful black hair was casually tied on top of her head and coiled into a spiral shape. She only wore a moon-white shirt and a pair of knickerbockers. The legs of the pants were loose, but it couldn't hide her graceful figure.
As soon as Xiaoman turned around, Yang Fan hurriedly withdrew his gaze. He leaned against the edge of the bucket and closed his eyes to rest. Xiaoman walked over and went around to his back. She picked up the honey locust horn in one hand and the loofah in the other. She gently rubbed them on Yang Fan's chest. Yang Fan's body tightened. It was the first time Xiaoman had done such a thing. Her face immediately became flushed.
"Ah … Elder Brother!"
Xiaoman called out softly, as if this voice was the source of her strength. And this title really seemed to have a wonderful power. As soon as it came out, her expression quickly became calm, no longer reserved and shy. It was as if everything she was doing now was natural, because it was as close as blood.
Yang Fan's heartstrings suddenly trembled when he heard this. It couldn't be denied that the feeling Xiaoman gave him just now was more from the perspective of a lively and beautiful girl. But this "Elder Brother" aroused the deepest and most sincere feelings in his heart. This feeling far surpassed desire.
"Niuniu!" Yang Fan also called her by her childhood name. He gently grabbed her hand that was holding the honey locust horn. Her small hand seemed so petite in Yang Fan's large palm. The skin on the back of her palm was extremely white. Blue veins faintly appeared. It was actually slightly transparent. The water droplets splashed on the back of her palm like a pure lily.
Xiaoman meekly let him hold her small hand. She faintly said, "Elder Brother, where did you go after we parted? Niuniu sent people to the Guangzhou Prefecture to find you more than once. But every time they either didn't hear from you or brought back an impostor, disappointing Niuniu time and time again."
Yang Fan lightly sighed and said, "It's all fate. If it wasn't for that fate of yours, I'm afraid this fate of mine might not have happened to me."
Yang Fan told Xiaoman in detail about the day he sent Niuniu away. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked for Aunt Pei's identity and address. He told her about running into Zhang Kuo on the long street. Then he went to Nanyang and returned to Luoyang.
Xiaoman squatted down and gently placed Yang Fan's large hand on her cheek. She gently caressed it and choked with sobs. "That day … I heard in prison that Langjun was Elder Brother. I … I simply couldn't believe it. Finding Elder Brother should have been the happiest thing for me. But at that time, Langjun was in prison. It was hard to know whether he was alive or dead. It was even more worrying than not knowing Elder Brother's whereabouts. "
As she spoke, the sparkling and translucent tears fell one by one onto the back of Yang Fan's palm.
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