There was a huge screen in the bedroom, stretching across the middle of the room, dividing the inner room from the outer room. There was a sacred and inviolable boundary between the bed in the inner room and the beauty bed outside.
The small couch was not too long, and Rong Tang had to lie down on it to stretch his whole body. Su Huaijing's body made him feel cramped and pitiful when he lay on it.
But Rong Tang just pretended that he couldn't see it.
Anyway, when Su got up in the morning, he had already gone to court, so at night this person would definitely wait until he went to bed before going out to sleep.
Rong Tang was determined not to see Su Huaijing lying pitifully on the small couch during the winter, and eliminated any possibility that would make him feel distressed or allow others to take advantage of him.
The system was wandering around the room, like a child who had finally waited for his parents to quarrel and was able to sleep in the same bed with his father. It whispered in Rong Tang's ear every day, urging him to divorce the villain.
As he was blowing the flute, one morning, Rong Tang was half asleep and half awake when he heard a few muffled coughs coming from the room.
It was not very clear, but the pressure was very obvious. Almost the moment the sound came out, someone got off the couch, opened the door and went out, and the room returned to silence.
It was not yet completely light in the sky, and Rong Tang was overwhelmed by sleepiness and could not get up for a while. When he woke up after a good sleep, had breakfast and was reading a storybook by the stove, this dream-like memory suddenly came to his mind, and his mind suddenly began to drift.
He was not sure whether he really heard Su Huaijing coughing, nor did he know whether the villain was really sick. With a question mark hanging in his mind, he waited absent-mindedly for a whole day. In the evening, Su Huaijing returned home, and as soon as he stepped into the yard, he turned his head and sneezed.
Then he looked up and saw Rong Tang standing at the door, staring at him.
The big villain was startled for a moment, then smiled subconsciously. He took a few quick steps to find Rong Tang, but the prince took a big step back, staring at him with a frown.
Su Huaijing blinked: "Tangtang?"
Rong Tang was silent for a moment, then whispered, "You have caught a cold."
The tone of affirmation is even more doctor-like than that of Doctor Su Huaijing.
He was slightly confused, then reacted and said nonchalantly: "It will be fine soon, Tangtang, don't worry."
Rong Tang was extremely conflicted. He stared at him for a long time, then turned around to have dinner. After dinner, he made up his mind. Young Master Rong said coldly and mercilessly, "You are sick. Don't infect me. Go back to your room and sleep."
[Well done, host!] The system was so excited that it was about to fire a salute, just short of announcing to the world that its cabbages with legs had run back to the fields!
Su Huaijing almost thought he was hallucinating: "Tangtang?"
Rong Tang put on a pretty and clean face and began to embellish his words, adding details to make them more credible: "The quilts have been washed and dried long ago. A few days ago, the manor sent over a few more goose down quilts, so you won't be cold. I'm not in good health, and I may not survive this winter if I catch a cold. Go back to your room and sleep, and don't infect me."
He paused, and emphasized every word very seriously: "Otherwise you will be a widow."
Su Huaijing: “… ?”
The villain took a long time to react before he finally figured out why his little Bodhisattva was announcing these things so fiercely. After a moment of confusion, he couldn't help but smile, coughed muffledly, and asked weakly: "If I am a widow, will I be bullied?"
Yes Yes!
Rong Tang nodded, his eyes firm: "Yes."
"If I infect Tangtang and cause Tangtang to get sick and die, will Tangtang never come to the human world to see me?" Su Huaijing asked again.
Yes Yes!
Rong Tang: “Yes.”
"Ah..." Su Huaijing sighed, "That's so scary."
Rong Tang nodded frantically in his heart, and the villain said, "Then I'd better move back to my room."
Young Master Rong's expression relaxed a little. Su Huaijing held back his laughter and said, "After you get better, can I move back and sleep with Tangtang?"
Rong Tang was about to refuse, but when he saw Su Huaijing looking so weak and pitiful, as if he would faint at any moment, he paused for a second and said, "We'll discuss this later."
After saying that, he stood up and left without even looking at the villain, leaving Huaijing alone, laughing grimly for a long time.
In the middle of the night, Rong Tang tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. There was no one sleeping next to him, and there was no steady breathing outside. He looked at the bed and hesitated for two seconds, making sure that the system was in hibernation and would not suddenly jump out to condemn him. He got up, put on his outer robe, went out, and quietly slipped into Su Huaijing's room.
After that night, he would subconsciously avoid this room at home. This was the first time he took the initiative to step into it.
It was dark, and there was no other light source in the house except for the charcoal fire in the corner. Rong Tang blinked to adjust to the darkness, then walked into the inner room.
The quilts are all newly made this year, filled with goose feathers and with silk covers, so it’s hard not to feel uncomfortable when you cover yourself with them.
Rong Tang walked to the bedside, lowered his head and reached out his hand, gently checking Su Huaijing's forehead for temperature.
After pausing for a few seconds, Rong Tang withdrew his hand and compared it with his own. After confirming that Su Huaijing did not have a fever, he poured him a cup of tea and placed it on the bedside table. Then he quietly left the room and went back to sleep.
Feeling a little relieved, Rong Tang slept soundly, leaving Su Huaijing alone. After the door of the room was closed, he opened his eyes and looked at the cup of steaming tea on the bedside table and smiled.
Aren’t you afraid of infection, you little liar
Su Huaijing picked up the teacup and took a sip. He tasted a fresh fragrance from the tea he was used to drinking. He put the teacup down, turned over and went to sleep.
Su Huaijing has been "sick" for five days. Rong Tang was so worried that he wanted to call a doctor for him, but the villain kept making medicine himself.
Rong Tang looked at the bowls of black medicinal soup with unknown efficacy, and the word "quack" got stuck in his throat. What he said was: "You have no self-control. You are so young, and you are sick."
Su Huaijing was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and looked at Rong Tang in surprise. However, Rong Tang was righteous and said seriously and solemnly: "You have never been sick before."
Whether he was handling government affairs day and night, resettling disaster victims, or taking care of Rong Tang night after night, Su Huaijing was in very good physical condition and did not feel tired, hungry or cold.
He has evidence!
—Although they have all been cleared out, they once existed and are still very much there!
Young Master Rong did not mention at all his act of letting the big villain sleep on the small couch for several days. His condemnation was well-founded. Su Huaijing was stunned for a long time and then laughed out of anger.
Why are you pretending to be sick? Now Tangtang thought he was not okay.
Su Huaijing drank half a bowl of medicine and asked casually, "Did Tangtang sleep well these days?"
Rong Tang asked back, "Why didn't I sleep well?"
"Really?" Su Huaijing said leisurely, "Who is that person who sneaks into my room day and night, touches my face and kisses me?"
Rong Tang's eyes widened in disbelief: "When did I kiss you!?"
"So Tangtang admits that he touched me?" Su Huaijing asked back.
Rong Tang fell silent instantly, and his ears began to heat up slowly.
Su Huaijing: "I thought Tangtang cared about me, so she checked my temperature every day to see when I would recover. But it turned out that she was just getting more and more satisfied, and she was dissatisfied with my inability to recover and make her husband feel comfortable?"
Rong Tang opened his mouth, his whole face filled with disbelief.
Before he could say anything to accuse Su Huaijing of confusing right and wrong, the man bowed his head and apologized, "It's my fault. I'll get better soon and try to make my husband feel comfortable and happy."
The red spot on Rong Tang's ears quickly spread, almost covering his entire face.
He found that the villain's ability to do obscene things without batting an eyelid was particularly rogue, and it was clear that not a single word he said was in tune, but people just couldn't refute him.
This is not an issue that should be discussed seriously at all!
Rong Tang was furious and depressed for most of the day, then he left angrily.
But that night, maybe because Su Huaijing's words in the evening had entered his head, or because he really enjoyed sex that day, Rong Tang fell asleep and had an erotic dream...
He got up in a daze. Incense and charcoal stove were still burning in the room. Insects and birds were calling softly outside the window on that winter night. There was a sound of footsteps under the eaves outside the door. Someone came over with a lantern, pushed open the door, walked around the screen, and just happened to look him in the eye.
There was a little dampness under his body, and Young Master Rong began to feel sulky.
Su Huaijing stood beside his bed. Seeing that he was awake, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I was thinking of climbing into the bed in the middle of the night. Is Tangtang refusing to sleep to catch me?"
Rong Tang said unhappily: "I'll arrest you and send you to the Dali Temple."
"What's the charge?" Su Huaijing sat down and brought him a glass of water to relieve his thirst after waking up.
Rong Tang took a sip of tea and said sullenly, "Is it illegal to be a hooligan?"
"Yes." Su Huaijing laughed. "Commoners who break the law will be punished with twenty strokes of the cane and serve two years in prison. Officials who break the law will be punished with thirty strokes of the cane and serve three years in prison."
Rong Tang frowned upon hearing this and whispered, "So strict..."
"Yes." Su Huaijing said softly.
As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Rong Tang relaxed. He couldn't tell whether he was conscious or not, but some of his perceptions and desires were clear. He also believed that life was short and one should be content with what one has. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is it illegal to shelter a gangster?"
Su Huaijing laughed immediately: "Tangtang is going to protect me?"
Rong Tang: "Are you better from the cold?"
Su Huaijing nodded: "It's been a long time since I got here. I just pretended to be pitiful so that Tangtang would feel sorry for me."
“… That’s too much.” Rong Tang muttered softly.
He looked out the window at the sky and asked, "When will you get up to attend court?"
Su Huaijing: "Get up at the middle of the Yin hour and go to court at the end of the Mao hour."
"It's so early." Rong Tang frowned and asked hesitantly, "Can you finish in half an hour?"
Su Huaijing was slightly startled, then realized what he was asking and shook his head honestly: "It's a bit difficult."
Rong Tang immediately backed out: "Forget it, go back to your room—"
Su Huaijing had already reached into the quilt and coaxed her softly, "One hour, okay?"
Rong Tang's breathing stagnated slightly, and he grabbed the quilt with his hands: "It's harmful to your health..."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Su Huaijing asked in a low voice. Her phoenix eyes were extremely beautiful, with a smile on their faces, like the stars in the sky or a goblin in the forest.
Rong Tang's heart started beating wildly. He struggled for a long time, but finally accepted his fate. He reached into the bed and grabbed Su Huaijing's claws that had already started to make trouble, and threatened viciously: "If you mess around again, there will be no next time!"
"Last time I was inexperienced and too reckless. I won't do that again this time." Su Huaijing promised in a low voice.
Rong Tang looked at him for a moment, then let go of his hand and lay down: "Hurry up, I still need to sleep, I'm so sleepy."
Su Huaijing was so embarrassed by him that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took off his outer robe and got on the bed. He gently kissed Rong Tang's lips and smiled softly, "Okay, thank you, my husband."
Rong Tang: “…”
So annoying!
It’s better to send it to the Dali Temple!
(End of this chapter)