Fourth Master's hand, after half a shi chen, was washed by Ye Zao.
Then she applied another layer of sheep oil for hand protection.
"Is this another one of your ideas?" The oil obviously smelled different, not the usual kind.
"Hmm, is it not good?" Ye Zao took a sniff, it was quite fragrant, what's not to like?
"Good, it's very fragrant." Fourth Master pulled her hand, asking her to hold him: "You always like to tinker with these things."
"Just bored, what else is there to do?" Ye Zao put down the sheep oil, and hugged Fourth Master's neck: "Are you tired, my lord?"
"Hmm, let's rest for a bit." Fourth Master hugged her as he stood up.
It was still early for lunch at this time, and Fourth Master didn't want to sleep, he just wanted to lie down.
In fact, he hadn't been up for long, just had breakfast and made one trip to the main yard.
But Fourth Master still wanted to take a break.
