Chapter 196: Accident Caused by Flower Soap

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Soap is a standard for nobles, but the degree of importance varies. Refined nobles like Liszt cannot do without soap; indifferent nobles don't care whether they have it or not.

Gaierta was clearly an indifferent noble. One could tell from the fact that his hair was almost greasy.

After receiving the Flower Soap, he merely opened the box to take a look and then instructed his butler to send the Flower Soap to the bathroom before heading out to hunt.

Time flew by until night fell.

Gaierta did not return to the castle for dinner; instead, he went drinking with a knight. His wife also did not come back for dinner; both were accustomed to enjoying themselves outside. It wasn't until the moon rose that his wife returned to the castle, yawning, after socializing with other noble ladies.

"Has my lord returned yet?"

"My lord has not returned yet, madam."

"All day long, he only knows how to drink outside. Never mind, Li Ya, go draw me a bath." The lady complained and ordered her personal maid to prepare the bathwater.

A moment later, she entered the bathroom.

But soon she shouted, "Li Ya, Li Ya, damn it, where's my soap!"

Li Ya rushed in anxiously, "Madam, the soap is in the wooden box on your left." As she spoke, she lifted the box with the black tulip design, opened the lid, revealing the pink Flower Soap inside.

"When did you change the soap?" The lady frowned, her tone filled with anger.

She was used to using rough, powder-made soaps, and upon seeing this new type, she felt uncomfortable.

Most importantly, someone had replaced her preferred items without her permission.

Li Ya quickly explained, "It was my lord. He received the new Flower Soap from Flower Town today and decided to switch to this one."

"From Flower Town?" The lady was taken aback, picked up the Flower Soap, and a handsome face that made women envious appeared in her mind. "Baron Liszt's town, that young man always likes to experiment with new things... Alright, you can leave now."

Leaving the bathroom, Li Ya let out a long sigh of relief.

In the bathtub, steam from the hot water swirled around. Holding the Flower Soap, the lady's eyes gradually became unfocused as she thought about something. She wet the soap and began lathering it onto her skin, feeling unexpectedly smooth and foamy.

Women love foam when bathing.

She couldn't help but touch her skin, which had been treated with the Flower Soap. At forty, her skin was gradually becoming loose, and her pores were expanding.

But at that moment, under the lubrication of the Flower Soap, her skin felt as delicate as a baby's.

The sensation drew her to continuously caress and rub her skin, making her feel incredibly wonderful, and the rising foam added to the ambiance.

After rubbing herself countless times, she rinsed off the foam, revealing clean skin.

The candles in the bathroom provided dim light, but she could still see that her skin looked cleaner than usual. The texture of cleanliness was something she had never experienced before, as if past soaps only cleaned the surface.

Now, the Flower Soap seemed to cleanse deep within her skin.

"What unprecedented comfort!" She held the small piece of Flower Soap, growing more fond of it. "It's much better than regular soap; I like this feeling."

Usually, she finished bathing in half an hour.

This time, she asked her maid to add hot water twice and bathed for a full hour.

When she rinsed off and wrung out her hair, even her personal maid noticed the difference: "Madam, you look much younger tonight, truly beautiful." Whether the lady was beautiful or not was debatable, but Li Ya could feel the firmness of her skin when she touched it.

Previously, it had been loose, but now it was firm.

The contrast was striking.

The lady was in high spirits: "Isn't it amazing, Li Ya? You wouldn't believe that a piece of Flower Soap could make me feel young again."

"Is this Flower Soap really that magical?"

"Absolutely magical, just like Liszt from Flower Town, full of wonders. Seafood, intermediate-level magical beasts, thorn fairies, scrambled eggs, egg soup, and various breads. As many nobles say, Flower Town is blessed by the glory of knights."

Li Ya had accompanied the lady to Flower Town and tasted those new foods: "Flower Town is indeed a unique place."

After combing her hair, the lady touched her face, admired herself in the crystal bronze mirror for a while, and then left the bathroom.

She called for the butler and instructed, "Remember to have my lord use the Flower Soap when he returns."

"Yes, madam."

...

Gaierta returned late, slightly drunk. Under the servants' care, he took a bath, and the servants followed the lady's instructions to use the Flower Soap on him.

However, he lacked patience and only hurriedly rubbed himself a few times before rinsing off.

Entering the bedroom, he saw his wife checking the thick parchment ledger, verifying the income from their town estate. He felt a bit dazed, as his usually old and ugly wife seemed to radiate vitality tonight.

Shaking his head to dispel the illusion,

"Finish early and get some sleep," he said, lying down on the bed. Then, glancing at his wife's arm, he noticed it looked much whiter and softer.

Unable to resist, he reached out and touched it.

Instantly, the impression of loose skin was replaced by the firmness he felt, causing him to utter a strange "Hmm." Perhaps due to the alcohol, he felt a rare surge of desire. His hand naturally moved up to her sagging chest.

"I'll finish reading and then sleep... What's wrong?" Surprised by the sudden touch, the lady wondered if it was the monthly tax collection day.

"Nothing," Gaierta said, but his body didn't stop, pressing down on his wife.

Despite finding it strange, the lady did not push her husband away but instead casually tossed aside the thick parchment and began to respond to Gaierta's initiative—a scene that had become increasingly rare over the years.

A few minutes later.

Everything returned to calm.

Gaierta rolled onto his side, lying on the bed, utterly exhausted. After a few heavy breaths, he fell into a deep sleep. Beside him, the lady sighed contentedly, covered her husband with a blanket, and then, riding the waves of her lingering excitement, took care of her own worries and troubles.

After calming down, she touched her now tighter skin, a smile playing at the corner of her lips: "We need to always keep floral soap in the bathroom."

She turned to blow out the candle.

She also pulled the blanket over herself and drifted off to sleep.