I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

"Zhao’er, what did you just say?"

I thought I had misheard, so I asked Zhao’er again.

"I just fought with Lang Huan and got all sweaty and dirty, I need to take a bath."

Zhao’er wants to take a bath?

I scratched my head, "Well, the bathroom is right in the room, you can go take a shower now."

Zhao’er looked at me intently, tilting her head slightly, and said matter-of-factly, "I want you to bathe me."

"I, I, I... Me, bathe you? Isn’t that a bit too presumptuous?"

Then, Zhao’er exploded with another line, "You’ve bathed me before, why can’t you now?"

"Uh... you’re right, but before you couldn’t talk and you weren’t fully conscious, just like a child who couldn’t take care of herself."

Oh dear, I really didn’t expect Zhao’er to be so straightforward. I needed a drink of water to calm my nerves.