The little maid was pretty, with her hair tied in two small buns on top of her head. She was very charming.,She reached for the soap, but all she saw was a small bucket filled with yellowish-brown grease.,Li Wangyu was soaking in a hot bath, still grumbling about the unreliable driver who had sent him soul-transmigrating to the Tang Dynasty. He suddenly heard a sharp cry, followed by a black shadow appearing out of thin air.。