The weather was cold, but the little maid was busy and sweating profusely.,The bathtub was finally full of hot water. Li Wangu sighed with relief, no longer having to watch the little girl work.,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.。