For three years, I washed the backside of the bedridden, paralyzed heir to the Marquis of Zhenbei.
He mocked me for it all the time.
“Chunxi, if you’re willing to wash even my most private parts, is there anything you wouldn’t do?”
“Do you think that just because the Chancellor’s daughter broke off our engagement, you’ll get to become my proper wife?”
“A lowborn woman like you, willing to stoop to anything to get ahead, isn’t even fit to be my concubine.
The best you could hope for is to warm my bed!”
Later, he learned to walk again, and I left with my silver.
Three years after that, he distinguished himself on the battlefield and asked for my hand as his reward.
But by then, I was already washing backsides at the Prince Regent’s estate.
“Heir Xie, aren’t you misunderstanding something?
I only agreed to serve you back then because the job paid three taels of silver a month.”
“Now I serve the Prince Regent’s heir for thirty taels a month.
Please don’t ruin this for me!”
