After several rounds of marital relations, Maya and Clara lay utterly exhausted upon the bed, their limbs heavy with fatigue.
"My lord," Clara murmured between labored breaths, "your stamina... overwhelms us. Perhaps you might claim Xue Tao now? Otherwise, Sister Maya and I cannot endure your vigor much longer."
Xue Tao knelt nearby on the expansive daybed, clad only in a delicate pink silk underrobe, attending to her master and the senior concubines as was her duty. The young maiden often assisted with intimate aftercare—cleansing bodies, smoothing rumpled linens—all part of her preparation before officially joining Ning Tang's household.
A peony blush bloomed across her cheeks as she whispered, "If my lord desires, this unworthy servant stands ready. You may... honor me whenever you w
