Cultivation Online

Meixiu’s eyes widened after realizing her fault, and she immediately stopped removing Yuan’s clothes to prepare the wheelchair.

"I apologize, Young Master," Meixiu said to him afterward.

"Don’t worry about it, Meixiu," Yuan said.

However, Meifeng said, "The Young Master may forgive you, but I won’t be as forgiving as your mother and trainer."

Sometime later, after she prepared the wheelchair, Meixiu picked up Yuan and carefully placed him onto the wheelchair while he was fully clothed.

Once Yuan was seated securely on the wheelchair, Meixiu pushed him into the bathroom, where she proceeded to remove Yuan’s clothes.

"..."

Meifeng didn’t say anything about this, but that’s mostly because her attention was distracted by Yuan’s refined body.

’How can someone who hasn’t moved a muscle for so many years have such a refined body?’ Meifeng wondered to herself.

While Meifeng stared at Yuan’s naked body with a dazed look on her face, Meixiu turned on the water for the showerhead and began rinsing Yuan’s body once she checked the temperature.

"Let me check the temperature as well." Meifeng suddenly said.

Meixiu nodded, handing the showerhead to her mother.

After feeling the temperature of the water for a moment, Meifeng handed the showerhead back to Meixiu without saying anything, which meant she has no complaints most of the time.

After rinsing Yuan’s body, Meixiu squeezed some body wash onto a sponge and prepared to scrub Yuan’s body.

However, Meifeng quickly stopped her and said, "Stop right there, Meixiu. What’s that in your hands?"

"A sponge...?" Meixiu responded in a puzzled voice.

"And you plan on washing the Young Master’s fragile body with a sponge? Use your hands!" Meifeng said to her.

Meixiu swallowed nervously before nodding her head and tossing the sponge to the side.

She began scrubbing Yuan’s body with her bare hands shortly after, feeling surprised once she realized just how strong Yuan’s body was.

A few minutes later, after washing Yuan’s body and legs, Meixiu reached the area she feared the most, especially since her mother was still watching.

After swallowing nervously, Meixiu took a deep breath and began washing the final area with shaky hands.

Of course, Meifeng didn’t miss this, but she remained silent.

"Hmm?" Meifeng raised her eyebrows when a certain something on Yuan raised as well.

’Since he can move his limbs to a certain extent, it’s safe to assume that he can feel again as well, right?’ Meifeng wondered to herself after seeing Yuan’s wondrous reaction.

"Young Master, how are you feeling right now? Does it feel good?" Meifeng suddenly asked him, shocking Meixiu to the point where she stopped moving to stare at her with wide eyes.

"Eh? What do you mean by that, Miss Meifeng?" Yuan asked her in a genuinely puzzled voice.

"Hmm..." Meifeng narrowed her eyes and pondered, ’So it’s just his body’s natural reaction, huh? Or maybe he just doesn’t understand it? Nobody taught him about that kind of stuff, after all.’

"Never mind, Young Master, it was just a misunderstanding," Meifeng said a moment later before looking at Meixiu.

"Why did you stop? Hurry up and continue washing the Young Master or he’ll catch a cold," she continued.

Meixiu nodded her head with a dazed look on her face, and she continued washing Yuan’s body.

"Slow down. What if you damage it? That area is worth more than you can possibly fathom, Meixiu." Meifeng said to Meixiu when she noticed Meixiu’s rushing movements.

"I’m sorry," Meixiu said.

"Don’t apologize to me. Apologize to the Young Master."

"I’m sorry, Young Master."

Yuan didn’t know what they were talking about or why Meixiu was apologizing so he responded casually, "Don’t worry about it."

After taking another minute to wash Yuan’s precious area, Meixiu finally rinsed his soapy body with warm water before quickly drying him off with a small towel.

A few moments later, they returned to Yuan’s room.

Meixiu placed a blanket on the bed and placed Yuan on it before wiping the rest of his body.

Once Yuan was fully clean and dried, Meixiu helped Yuan into a new set of clothes.

However, just as Meixiu prepared to comb Yuan’s hair with a brush, her mother interrupted and said, "I will brush the Young Master’s hair."

Meixiu didn’t refuse and passed the brush to her, and Meifeng began brushing Yuan’s long hair gently and professionally.

"Thank you, Meixiu, Miss Meifeng. Words cannot describe my gratitude for your hard work." Yuan said to them afterward.

"Although we appreciate your feelings, we’re not doing this for your gratitude, Young Master." Meifeng quickly responded.

"Even if that’s the case, it won’t change my feelings."

A few more minutes later, Meifeng’s phone began ringing.

"It’s my alarm, which means it’s about time for me to leave. Although my visit today was shorter than I’d hoped, I will definitely return in the future to make sure everything is fine, Young Master." Meifeng said as she laid Yuan back onto the bed.

"Okay."

After Meifeng left the apartment and going downstairs to where her car was parked, Meifeng looked at Meixiu and said, "Meixiu, your dream... don’t give up hope."

Meixiu’s eyes immediately widened, and she asked in a mumbling voice, "W-What do you mean by that, mother?"

However, Meifeng dodged her question and said with a rare smile on her face, "Keep working hard and you’ll definitely be rewarded in the future."

And before Meixiu could say anything else, Meifeng entered the car and closed the door before driving away.

After standing around for a few moments, Meixiu went back upstairs.

"Are you ready to play with me, Meixiu?" Yuan asked her after she returned.

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"Just a minute, Young Master. I promised the Young Lady that I’d call her when I come back so she could talk to you." Meixiu said to him as she retrieved her phone and called Yu Rou.