She called out while muttering to herself, "How can you four not even enter the young master's courtyard?"
The four servant-girls, Qiu Xiang, felt somewhat embarrassed as they were responsible for cleaning the eastern courtyard but resided in the wing rooms outside of it at night.
In fact, having sold themselves into servitude, they had long been prepared for the loss of chastity, and the young master was a robust and handsome man; the four servant-girls had felt a touch of spring emotions, but the young master had no such intentions toward them.
The four maids all felt a bit melancholic.
Being a maid, after all, is not as good as being a concubine.
Especially when the young master, bound to become an official in the future, is like someone from the heavens.
Xu Qing came out wearing a light blue robe.
In the winter, the outfit seemed quite thin.
