Chapter 14: Hot Spring Bathing "Why are you so angry?" ...

"Why are you so angry?"

Song Heng's palm had turned slightly red due to the violent impact of the collision. Lu Zhifeng stepped forward and pulled up Song Heng's hand, carefully observing it to see if it was injured, while asking him why he was so angry.

The warmth in his palms made Song Heng regain his composure. He pointed at the account book he had just slapped on the table and said, "Here, take a look."

It was expected that these officials would profit from it, but what was unexpected was that they would embezzle so much.

The account books clearly record the names of corrupt officials and the amount of money they embezzled.

It's truly shocking.

"It's a good thing. With this account book, we can catch all the corrupt officials here in one fell swoop." Lu Zhifeng was shocked, but he was also analyzing the pros and cons of this matter.

"That's absolutely true."

"General He, take this account book you brought with you and copy the accounts of the remaining households for me." Song Heng threw the account book at He Yuanming, and with Lu Zhifeng holding his hand, he walked straight to the door. "I'm going to go see what the situation is at the city gate."

It rained for several days when we were nearing Jiangnan, but it cleared up today.

The sun is not too bright, but it also casts a weak light.

As we walked out of the palace, there was no one around.

Not far ahead, a crowd of people gathered, a clamorous scene. As I approached, I discovered that the people, dressed in tattered and filthy clothes, each beamed with joy. Amidst this chaotic atmosphere, they lined up in an orderly manner to receive their porridge.

"I didn't expect that what that gentleman said yesterday was actually true?"

"Yeah, did you hear that? The guy who gave out porridge today said he'll give out more food tomorrow."

"I heard it. What a kind man!"

“…”

As soon as Song Heng got closer, he heard these voices of praise.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he quickened his pace, wanting to get to the soup kitchen quickly and ask about the day's situation.

Two men, dressed in gorgeous clothes and exuding the aura of noble men, passed by.

The hungry people were queuing up, hoping to get some porridge to relieve their hunger. Regardless of whether one was well-dressed or of high status, no one gave way.

The people's behavior caused the two people who were originally walking in big strides to be blocked in the middle of the road and unable to move forward.

"Isn't this the young man who promised us last night?" One of the people in the queue shouted loudly.

"Yeah, it really does look like it. It seems so."

“…”

Suddenly boiling.

After most people recognized him, Song Heng said, "Can you please make way? I have something to do up front."

This time the people were very conscious and gave way, leaving a path just wide enough for one person to walk.

It went smoothly and we arrived at the soup kitchen.

"Everyone, from now on, food will be distributed here every day. We have also provided many jobs, and as long as you work, you can have enough to eat. The facilities here are complete, so everyone can live their previous lives."

After these words were spoken, the people applauded and cheered.

There is hope in life now.

Under the leadership of Song Heng, the well-fed people dug ditches, built canals, and constructed reservoirs. This meant the city now had comprehensive flood prevention measures.

Everything is moving in a good direction, and there is a thriving scene everywhere.

The good times didn’t last long.

There will be a major epidemic after a heavy rain.

Unsurprisingly, this city is not that exception.

After the rain stopped, the epidemic did not come immediately, but the backlash was extremely severe.

Suddenly, most of the people in the city suffered from vomiting, diarrhea, and high fever.

"Report, five more people fell ill at the reservoir construction site today."

"Send it to the Taoist temple." Song Heng knew this would happen early on and had ordered his soldiers to use wood ash mixed with water to sterilize the city.

I didn't expect the plague to be so serious.

Song Heng frowned, "How's the progress at the Taoist temple?"

"Your Excellency, the doctors are clueless about the condition," another guard stepped forward and replied, "The disinfection method you mentioned does have some preventative effect. The number of infected civilians has decreased in recent days."

Yes, in the past two days, in addition to asking the soldiers to disinfect, Song Heng also told some isolation and disinfection methods to the people of the whole city.

Song Heng felt an itch in his throat, and he covered his mouth with his extremely white hand, letting out two light coughs.

"Go down."

By then, only Song Heng and Lu Zhifeng were left in the study.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. The matter with the corrupt officials has been completely resolved. The lives of the people are gradually getting back on track. The epidemic cannot be resolved in a short time. You haven't had a good rest for several days. You can't get tired again." Seeing this scene, Lu Zhifeng kept speaking.

At first, I didn't have any side effects from high-intensity work, but these past two days, when I've been working a little harder, I've felt really uncomfortable.

Song Heng also suddenly realized that his condition seemed to be wrong in the past two days.

"It is because you care about me that I cannot let you down. Let's not dwell on today's matter." Song Heng put down the document in front of him and glanced at the problem that he had been thinking about for a long time but still had no solution.

Decided to take a rest first.

In the steaming white mist, in the hot spring.

"My dear, you have been working hard these days. How about coming down to accompany me?" Song Heng invited her across a carved wooden screen, leaning against the Yuhua Stone beside the hot spring inlaid with white jade.

"Your Majesty, absolutely not." Lu Zhifeng flatly refused when he heard Song Heng's invitation.

"My dear, it is your job to control the flood. I have been running around helping you, can't you even satisfy me by taking a hot spring bath together?" Behind the screen, Song Heng's expression did not show, but his tone was extremely aggrieved.

"Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with etiquette." He remained stubborn.

"I don't know who it was. When I was injured for him, I made a promise. What did I promise..."

"Your Majesty, I will be right down."

There were rustling sounds, and through the screen, one could vaguely see a slender figure taking off his coat.

Goodbye is eight-pack abs and skin as white as jade.

It's really pleasing to the eyes, but the white underwear is quite an eyesore.

Song Heng sighed in his heart and complained silently.

Little do you know that while you are looking at others, others are also looking at you.

The misty and shimmering spring water flowed over Song Heng's broad shoulders and narrow waist. I didn't expect that the body that seemed so fleshless when I held it in my arms before would look like this after taking off the clothes.

Heat rose, condensing into water droplets that trickled down along her skin, winding down from her collarbone until they disappeared into the water. The heat shone a crimson hue on her pale skin, making it appear even more jade-like.

"My dear, why are you standing there? This hot spring is so comfortable. Come down and enjoy it."

"The scenery is misleading and I've been delayed for a moment. I'll be right down."

"The scenery..." Song Heng looked around, full of questions.

Lu Zhifeng realized what he had said and quickly quickened his pace to walk to Song Heng's side.

"Your Majesty has been working hard recently. How about I give you a massage to relieve your fatigue?" Lu Zhifeng didn't wait for Song Heng to react and started directly.

A pair of slightly damp hands rested on the back of his neck. The force was neither too fast nor too slow, the tension just right, like a gentle spring breeze. Song Heng followed the force of the massage and gradually relaxed.

My consciousness gradually became blurred, and fatigue surged over me. As my consciousness was about to end, I subconsciously asked, "Have you learned it?"

"My husband has done a lot of work, and I learned a few things when I was young."

"Has the Grand Master also been pressed?"

"It was like this when I was young, but now it's rare and I don't have much time."

"Oh, my dear, this is a great skill of yours. It's really a blessing for me." Song Heng felt a little less sleepy.

"Hmm." Lu Zhifeng responded softly, his hands becoming more delicate.

“…”

The two chatted intermittently.

After a while, Song Heng lay on the Yuhua Stone, his eyes closed and breathing deeply.

Already asleep.

Lu Zhifeng picked him up and found that not only Song Heng's face was crimson, but his entire body was.

After picking him up, he discovered that Song Heng was also wearing white underwear. Comfortable fabrics are usually as thin as a cicada's wing, and become completely transparent after being soaked in water.

The spare clothes had already been placed on the screen.

But it's not right to openly help someone change clothes, especially the emperor. It's against etiquette.

"Your Majesty, wake up." Lu Zhifeng held the person in his arms and patted Song Heng's shoulder lightly. The force was light, but he was trying to wake up the person in his arms.

"Stop making trouble, I'm sleepy!" Song Heng was woken up, mumbled a few words and fell asleep again.

"Your Majesty, wake up again." Seeing hope, Lu Zhifeng patted him again.

Song Heng didn't react at all after that.

Fell into a deep sleep.

If Song Heng knew that Lu Zhifeng was trying to wake him up, he would laugh so hard that he would choke.

The filming was so rhythmic, like coaxing a baby to sleep, it made me so comfortable that I just wanted to sleep. Waking him up was ridiculous.

After many unsuccessful attempts, the warmth from the person in my arms dissipated and he was gradually enveloped by coldness.

Song Heng shivered slightly physiologically due to the cold. Lu Zhifeng realized that he couldn't continue like this, otherwise he would catch a cold.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry for the offense, I'm sorry for the offense..." Lu Zhifeng whispered softly in Song Heng's ear.

"I had my eyes closed. Please don't blame me if I'm offended."

“…”

Putting Song Heng on the wooden couch next to him, Lu Zhifeng closed his eyes, rubbed Song Heng's body with his fingers, and took off Song Heng's wet pants.

With sweat beading on his forehead, he finally helped Song Heng put on his clothes.

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Zhifeng saw Song Heng, who was dressed neatly. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, but his face looked much more relaxed.

It's a big thing accomplished.

The tension faded away, and his wet pants stuck to his thighs. The sticky and uncomfortable feeling made Lu Zhifeng realize that he seemed to have been naked like this for a long time.

Feeling hot, Lu Zhifeng quickly put on his clothes.

She was fully dressed, her face still burning. She tried to distract herself from the awkwardness. She glanced over and saw Song Heng lying straight on the couch. Her gaze unconsciously shifted downwards.

My mind was very active, thinking about what I had just done...

It seems quite...

Well, the blush on my face won't go away at all.

Bang~

A red mark on his face, a ruthless person. Lu Zhifeng calmed down a little now.

"What's wrong?"

Song Heng had been lying on the hard couch for a while and was already feeling a little uncomfortable. He woke up in a daze when he heard a snap.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Lu Zhifeng heard Song Heng's voice and found that he had slightly opened his eyes, as if he was about to wake up. "It's okay, you continue to rest."

"Well, take me to the bedroom." Feeling uncomfortable but still sleepy, Song Heng heard the response and immediately told Lu Zhifeng his needs.

"Yes, Your Majesty."