For an entire winter month, Rong Tang was almost bedridden and was rarely awake. Only occasionally when the weather was fine, Su Huaijing would carry him out to watch the sun rise and the moon set, and to admire the winter stars.
Because they knew the disease was difficult to treat, they kept silent.
Because we know that time is precious, we value each other's company.
But after having a hotpot at Shudao Pavilion and returning home, he took a hot bath to relieve the fatigue and laziness from the illness over the past month. The water rippled slowly and leisurely. After Rong Tang was full and warm, his sluggish nerves suddenly tensed up.
Su Huaijing knocked on the door outside, brought in another bucket of hot water, and said in a warm voice: "Get up after you're done soaking, be careful not to catch a cold."
As he spoke, he changed the water for him, making sure that not even a bit of the winter night's cold could reach Rong Tang. However, the person soaking in the wooden barrel suddenly didn't dare to look up at him.
Su Huaijing was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tangtang?"
The water was so clear that standing outside and looking down, one could see almost the entire scenery inside the barrel. Rong Tang's belated embarrassment came up and knocked at his head little by little.
The young master moved towards the edge of the bucket, with his entire body almost pressed against it, feeling slippery.
He looked up and mustered up the courage to ask, "Is Shuangfu asleep?"
Su Huaijing shook his head: "Still boiling water."
Rong Tang: "Then can you ask him to come in?"
The villain was a little surprised: "Now?"
Rong Tang struggled for half a second and nodded: "Now."
Su Huaijing lowered his head to look at him, Rong Tang raised his eyes and looked at him, his heart beating like a drum, but he did not avoid his gaze.
Mr. Villain frowned slightly and asked quietly, "Tangtang wants me to call others in to watch you bathe naked?"
"…?"
Rong Tang was distracted for a moment and almost didn't hear what he said. When he came to his senses, he immediately wanted to go back on his word.
The courage he had mustered up immediately retreated, Rong Tang bent his knees and sat in the bathtub, looking up at Su Huaijing, a trace of disappointment in his eyes flashed for a moment.
Su Huaijing was confused and blinked.
Rong Tang stretched out his hand and said bitterly: "Give me a bath towel."
Su Huaijing didn't understand what he was going to do, but he still instinctively took it for him, so Rong Tang surrounded his lower body in front of him and repeated: "Let Shuangfu come in, I have something to ask him."
Su Huaijing frowned, still a little unhappy.
Rong Tang's expression was firm: "Hurry up."
The villain was silent for two seconds, looking a little aggrieved and unwilling, but very obedient, and muttered softly: "Tangtang is so fierce."
Then she gave him a dim look before turning around and leaving. Rong Tang suddenly suspected that he was actually an unforgivable villain. He was not asking Su Huaijing to help him call for help, but was forcing a good woman into prostitution.
Rong Tang opened his eyes in disbelief, raised his hand, and angrily slapped the water surface.
Before Shuangfu came in, Rong Tang stopped himself and quickly called out in his mind: "System?"
[…]
No response.
Rong Tang was half relieved, but still worried, so he called out again, "Tong?"
[…] A faint, almost imperceptible sound of electricity passed by, and the system said unhappily: [I know, I know, cabbage! Who wants to see you!]
Tongzi cursed angrily, but before logging off and going into hibernation, he was still worried and warned her: [Indulgence is harmful to your health! Don’t die in bed!]
Then he left completely, leaving Rongtang alone in the water with a red face and ears, almost boiling.
It must be said that after so many years of relying on each other, the system really knows him well...
Shuangfu pushed the door open and came in, asking doubtfully, "Master?"
Rong Tang's voice was stuck, he cleared his throat, and asked calmly and calmly, "Do you have any ointment?"
Shuangfu: “?”
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When Su Huaijing was informed by Shuangfu that the young master asked him to go back to his room to take a shower, he was stunned for a moment, a little bit unbelievable, and even with a bit of unspeakable displeasure and grievance. But then he thought about it and recalled what Tangtang had promised him half-coaxing and half-deceiving him when he was seriously ill, and the villain was instantly relieved.
He hadn't originally thought of asking Tangtang to fulfill his promise.
The illness came strangely, and the recovery was also strange. Su Huaijing hadn't figured out the cause of the illness yet, so naturally he didn't dare to let Rong Tang take the risk.
Besides, the prince is thin-skinned to begin with. If he really does something to him, even if it's just to vent his anger, there's no guarantee that after Tang Tang comes to his senses, he might get so angry that he won't let him enter the room for three days.
That's not worth the trouble.
Su Huaijing was not that impatient after all. He had endured it for the past two years. There was really no need to race against time and care about just one or two days.
But Tangtang avoided him like the plague and even wanted to send him back to his room to sleep, which more or less hurt Su Xiaoqi's heart. He felt a little wronged.
The villain was silent for a moment, nodded lightly: "I know." Then he turned and went into his room.
At worst, we can attack at night.
How can married people sleep in separate rooms? Tangtang told Yuanyuan tonight that he liked me. How can someone say he liked me and then let me sleep alone in the cold winter
That’s too much.
Su Huaijing thought gloomily, and made up his mind to launch a night attack. After returning to his room to wash up, he lit a candle and calmed down to deal with government affairs.
In the past two years, he has planted many secret agents in Beijing, using Ke Wenrui and Zhou Gang as breakthrough points. In addition to those followers who originally stood behind Sheng Chengming, he actually has a lot of people available.
Before the rebellion, he had not yet gained the complete trust of Emperor Renshou, but with these people in his hands, it was not difficult for him to create some minor obstacles for a prince who had just entered the court.
The only thing he needed to think about was how far Tangtang would allow him to go with the phrase "no harm to lives".
The winter night was bleak and everything was quiet. Su Huaijing replied to several secret letters and called out, "Liuyun."
There was a slight noise behind the house. Someone came in through the window and stood in the shadow where the candlelight could not reach. He called out "Master" in a low voice and there was no other sound.
Su Huaijing lowered his head, holding a small wolf-hair brush in his hand, dipped in precious ink, and asked casually while writing a letter: "Does Dayu have any requirements for the appearance of the heir to the throne?"
Those who are disabled or have deformed facial features will be excluded from the list of succession candidates unless the royal family has no other direct descendants.
Su Huaijing knew these rules better than Liuyun, so he just asked casually. Liuyun was his shadow, so he didn't answer.
He asked in a low voice, with doubt and consideration: "Is breaking a leg too light a punishment?"
Liuyun didn't say anything. As the candlelight on the table flickered, Su Huaijing finally asked a question that Liuyun knew the answer to: "Has the doctor invited by the emperor entered the palace?"
He replied: "Twenty people entered the palace, and three stayed behind."
Liuyun was puzzled, but he never questioned Su Huaijing's orders: "Yes."
The sealing wax melted silently. Su Huaijing lowered his head and printed it on the envelope. Then he spoke. He was cold-hearted and cynical. To him, life was nothing more than a black and white piece on a chessboard, which he could throw away and destroy at will.
He said, "Then dig out an eyeball and bring it back to me."
Liuyun paused for a moment, then bowed his head respectfully: "Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to wait a little longer for his master's next instructions, but his ears keenly caught the sound of light footsteps.
Liuyun frowned slightly, thinking that an assassin was trying to assassinate him, but Su Huaijing suddenly blew out the candle on the table, put away all the secret letters, and then quickly took off his clothes and lay on the bed. The speed was so fast that Liuyun couldn't find any appropriate words to describe the current situation.
He was still standing in the corner in a daze. Su Huaijing covered himself with the quilt and sat up again. He frowned and looked at him. His voice was low and urgent, and he urged him to go: "Go!"
Liuyun was stunned. Before he could think, his body instinctively executed the order and jumped out of the window.
As the window frame closed, the door was opened from the outside. Liuyun looked up and saw Rongtang's stealthy figure.
The secret guard disappeared in the backyard, the moon shadow hung in the clouds, and the description that I couldn't think of just now suddenly had an answer.
It's very much like... a newlywed wife secretly meeting with her lover and being caught by her husband.
This is how it is performed in the storybooks - when Xingfeng is not free, his master will ask him to buy storybooks for the prince, and the scenes on the wall and on horseback and in the Peony Pavilion are all performed this way.
Liuyun thought blankly, not realizing that there was anything wrong with imagining his master as a shy newlywed wife.
He stood there for a moment, then jumped up and disappeared into the courtyard.
The room was dimly lit, not even the charcoal was lit. The moment Rong Tang stepped in, he shrank unconsciously.
He gathered his clothes together, walked to the charcoal brazier, and took great pains to light the charcoal fire. Gradually, the room became warmer.
The dim light reflected on the walls, and there was warmth everywhere.
Su Huaijing was lying on the bed. He waited and waited but Tangtang didn't come to him. Like a young boy, he tried to open his eyes impatiently to look, but his side suddenly caved in.
He was slightly startled, but before he could react, the quilt was lifted and a foot came in.
The bedding arched slightly, and the person next to me made a move to undress. A heavy cloak fell to the ground and hit the step beside the bed with a muffled knocking sound.
If your loved one climbs onto the bed in the middle of the night, takes off his clothes and gets into bed, anyone who can resist doing so should see a doctor.
What's more, Su Huaijing himself is a doctor.
He simply couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out his hand, pretending to be sleepy, wanting to hug Rong Tang. The moment their skin touched, the villain couldn't remain calm anymore, and he froze on the bed.
Rong Tang felt his movements and didn't try to lower his voice. He just went in all at once, and pressed his whole body against Su Huaijing. He lowered his head and rubbed his nose, whispering softly, "Don't pretend to sleep."
Su Huaijing swallowed unconsciously, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
The faint flame of the charcoal stove illuminated the room, which was dark and ambiguous all around. The fresh scent of soapberry after bathing lingered on the tip of the nose and beside the bed, which was a million times more ambiguous than the scent of powder in Fengyue Tower and easily aroused people's hearts.
The eyes of the person on my body were like a pool of clear water, and also like stars. His ears were red, and he complained in a low voice: "Why don't you go to my room?"
Su Huaijing was puzzled. He didn't know where to put his hands. No matter where he put his hands, it would be too reckless. He even wanted to glance under the bed.
He was surprised and couldn't believe that Rong Tang walked out of the room wearing only a cloak. Now the cloak fell to the ground, and the man on him was naked. His warm and soft toes rubbed against Su Huaijing's legs wrapped in underwear from time to time.
He is said to be provocative, yet innocent; he is said to be simple, yet indeed... he is not innocent.
Su Huaijing's voice was slightly hoarse, and his brain was almost unable to think, so he could only answer honestly: "Tangtang told me to go back to my room."
"… "
Rong Tang never expected that this man was so rigid. He kept saying dirty words when he couldn't do anything before, but now that he had thrown himself into his arms, he was like a piece of wood.
Young Master Rong curled his lips, lowered his wrist, grabbed Su Huaijing's fingers, squeezed them lightly, and then took him behind him: "I just asked you to go back to your room to take a shower, I didn't ask you to leave and not come back."
He muttered quietly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I don't even know if you've done it yet. Please help me, I don't want to touch you again."
Su Huaijing: "Touch...what?"
The next second, Rong Tang's fingers gave him the answer. Rong Tang groaned in a bit of impatience, still not used to it: "I have used ointment and expanded myself, but it may not be enough. If you want to feel comfortable, you have to concentrate on it, otherwise there will be no next time."
His voice was slightly panting, and it was almost impossible to form a complete tone. After Rong Tang finished speaking, he laid his head on the crook of his neck, refusing to look up at him.
Su Huaijing was still in shock, his voice was slightly deep, his lower abdomen was tight, his fingers were stuck, unable to move in or out, and the warm and slippery touch told him clearly what Rong Tang had done before him.
Su Huaijing searched for a long time, and finally pulled back his rationality that was about to float to the sky, and asked in a muffled voice: "What is Tangtang doing?"
The feeling of the foreign object pausing, neither moving nor moving, was too uncomfortable. Rong Tang frowned, twisted his waist slightly, raised his head, and looked at Su Huaijing, more surprised than him: "What are you hesitating about?"
Su Huaijing: "Do you know... what you are doing?"
"Of course I know." Rong Tang said frankly and generously, "I am fulfilling my promise and enjoying my life."
He lowered his head and rubbed Su Huaijing's nose, looking very much like the bewitching monsters described in strange stories: "Spring nights are short, how can you waste them like this?"
Su Huaijing looked at him, maintaining the last bit of rationality to confirm with him: "Tangtang, are you sure you know what you are doing?"
Rong Tang nodded, kissed his lips, and smiled: "I know."
After he finished speaking, he paused for a second. Su Huaijing almost immediately pulled out his fingers and got off the bed, but Rong Tang frowned, a little embarrassed: "But my impotence can't be cured in a short time, can you help me find the point behind, I didn't touch it just now-"
With a "bang", the string in Su Huaijing's head broke.
He stared into Rong Tang's eyes, turned over and pressed him under him.
Rong Tang was a little flustered, then he smiled and was extremely tolerant: "Thank you for your hard work, Huai Jing."
His child is so obedient, it's only right that he give him some sweet treats.
An hour later, Rong Tang was so scared that he went to the bedside and said, "Enough, enough, wuu ...
Two hours later, Rong Tang couldn't even open his eyes. He wanted to faint, and his face was covered with tears: "I was wrong, Huai Jing, stop!"
Three hours later, the sky was getting light and the morning breeze blew over Yujing. Rong Tang could not muster any strength in his body.
Su Huaijing brought him a cup of hot tea and gently coaxed him to drink it.
Rong Tang drank half a cup of tea stupidly, turned around and saw the messy, damp bed that was too wet for sleeping. He was stunned for a few seconds, raised his foot and kicked Su Huaijing, his voice hoarse and hoarse:
"You beast..."
(End of this chapter)