Li Wangyu stood with a slight toothache in the bathhouse paved with blue stones, watching a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old struggling to move a large wooden tub filled with hot water and pouring it into the bathing tub.,He was about to take off his shirt to bathe when he suddenly froze and looked at the young maidservant, Meilan.,Fumbling to shed his robes, shivering in the cold bath, Li Wangyou sank into the hot water filled with the scent of lavender. He couldn't help but exclaim, "This is so damn comfortable."。