"I want to do something naughty to you, A-Che." Rong Yuheng hugged Rong Che tightly from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and murmured huskily.
He and him... in the hot spring pool...
W-w-wasn't that a little too wild and wanton??
Rong Che's eyes widened.
At that instant, the large hand Rong Yuheng held over his heart could feel how wildly it raced beneath his heaving chest.
A-Che, so you weren't heartless after all.
Rong Yuheng smiled in satisfaction and gently nipped the base of Rong Che's ear. "Close your eyes, clear your mind, calm yourself, and regulate your breathing."
The various rare medicinal herbs in the hot spring pool could nourish his A-Che's meridians.
Rong Yuheng channeled his internal energy, gently enveloping Rong Che to help heal his injuries.
Rong Che only felt that he was somewhere warm and comfortable...
Gradually, he fell asleep.
Rong Yuheng stepped out of the hot spring pool and immediately ordered the servants to bring cold water for a bath.
To cool down, quench the fire, and ease the restlessness.
When Rong Yuheng emerged from his bath...
The steward approached and reported, "Your Highness, Lord Xie Rong is here and wishes to see you."
Xie Rong was the foremost among Rong Yuheng's many retainers.
He was only in his early twenties, but exceptionally talented.
Holding a black jade chess piece between his fingertips, Rong Yuheng spoke with languid authority, his foxlike eyes half-lidded. "Let him in."
A baby-faced man in a moon-white robe walked in.
Seeing Rong Yuheng still playing chess against himself, he angrily grabbed the chess manual from the table and hurled it at him. "Rong Yuheng, have you lost your mind?! All for Rong Che, you barged into that damned emperor's bedchamber, called that damned emperor by name, and said