Chapter 120 Taking a Bath
One of them fed the other and the other ate, and the bowl of porridge was quickly finished.
"Would you like to eat some more?" Ji Zheng asked.
After a burp, Ji Hean waved his hands and said, "No, I want to take a bath."
After eating and drinking enough, the discomfort became even more intense.
"Okay, just bear with it for a while." Ji Zheng wiped the man's mouth and put the empty bowl on the table next to him.
Then he called his servants and carefully instructed them to prepare hot water of appropriate temperature, neither too cold nor too hot. He also instructed them to place warm charcoal fires around the bathtub so that there would not be any chill in the bathroom.
After everything was ready, Ji Zheng gently picked up Ji Hean and walked towards the bathroom.
Entering the bathroom filled with hot steam, Ji Zheng carefully put Ji He'an into the bathtub. Seeing him sigh with satisfaction, the corners of Ji Zheng's mouth rose unconsciously.
He picked up the towel and gently wiped Ji Hean's body, from the neck to the arms, from the back to the legs. Every movement was gentle, and every time he passed Ji Hean's shoulder blades, he would stay for a while.
Ji Hean leaned on the edge of the bathtub, his eyes a little dazed, his face slightly flushed, not sure if it was because of the heat or because of Ji Zheng's intimate behavior.
Soaking in hot water, Ji Hean's fair skin gradually turned pink, and drops of water streaked across his slender and beautiful body, leaving behind translucent light stains.
"My waist is sore, Ji Zheng, please give me a massage."
Hearing the man's righteous instructions, Ji Zheng laughed, put the handkerchief in his hand aside, stretched out his hand to pinch the man's chin, lifted up the man's face that was red from the steam and said: "Ji Xiaogou, Alang, you don't even bark?"
Ji Hean was not in a hurry either. He opened his eyelids nonchalantly and glanced at Ji Zheng, then closed them again. He rubbed his face against the hand like a small animal and said coquettishly in a soft voice, "Brother, my waist hurts, pinch it."
After this move, Ji Zheng successfully defeated the opponent. He felt warm inside and lowered his head to give the man a kiss. He sighed and said, "Ji Xiaogou, I must have owed you in my last life."
After saying that, he slid his palm down the person's back, to the person's slender waist, and then he controlled the strength and began to massage the person slowly.
The skin soaked in hot water was moist and smooth, and as Ji Zheng kept massaging it, he began to feel a little distracted.
Come to think of it, the two of them haven't done that for quite a while.
The more he thought about it, the hotter Ji Zheng's heart became, but the line called rationality in his heart was still intact. Knowing that Ji He'an was still sick and it was not appropriate to do this, he immediately shifted his thoughts.
Nearly half a month has passed since he woke up. In a few days he will have to go to court and start working. Ji Zheng sighed inwardly.
After massaging for a while, Ji Hean hummed in comfort, like a lazy little cat.
Ji Zheng looked at him like this, and the desire in his heart, which he had finally suppressed, showed signs of rising again.
After Ji He'an finished bathing, Ji Zheng wrapped him in a clean and soft towel and carried him back to the couch. He put on loose pajamas for Ji He'an and carefully dried his hair with a towel, his eyes full of pampering and tenderness.
"Take a nap and have a good rest." Ji Zheng said softly and kissed Ji Hean on the forehead.
Ji Hean nodded obediently and curled up in the quilt. The medicine he drank had a sleeping effect, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.
Ji Zheng sat beside the bed, quietly looking at his sleeping face, his fingers unconsciously tracing his outline lightly.
Ji Hean slept particularly soundly this time, and when he woke up, it was getting dark.
He stretched and found Ji Zheng still standing by his bed, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.
"Have you been here all the time?" Ji Hean's voice was still a little hoarse.
"Well, I was afraid you might need something when you wake up." Ji Zheng held his hand.
"I feel much better." Ji Hean sat up.
"That's good. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some light meals." Ji Zheng said as he stood up and was about to leave.
Ji Hean suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes, with a sly look in her eyes: "I've slept for so long, don't you want to... do something else with me?"
Ji Zheng's body froze, and he turned to look at him, his Adam's apple rolling: "My dear, you are just getting better..."
Ji Hean refused to give in and pulled him closer to her: "I'm fine now, I want you to stay with me..."
The string in Ji Zheng's heart finally broke under his soft and hard persuasion. He leaned over and pressed Ji He'an on the couch, his eyes full of blazing love and desire...
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Recently, the wind and snow have slowly stopped, the sun has come out, and the temperature has gradually warmed up.
This phenomenon was undoubtedly great news for Emperor Yu Ren, and the worry on his brows dissipated a lot.
But then worse news came. The snowstorm in the northern region was very serious. Heavy snowfall caused many places to be covered with thick snow and roads between villages and towns were blocked.
Food transportation was stagnant, firewood was hard to find, and the people were trapped in their houses, suffering from hunger and cold. Many livestock froze to death, and some houses collapsed under the weight of accumulated snow. The people were in panic, and the state capitals, counties and towns were in chaos.
The atmosphere in the court was solemn as the ministers were discussing the rescue plan for the snow disaster in the north.
An old minister stepped forward and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, the disaster in the north cannot be delayed. The most urgent task is to clear the roads so that supplies can be transported. I suggest that civilians from several nearby states be mobilized to work with the engineering corps to clear the snow as quickly as possible and restore traffic."
Emperor Ren nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of worry and expectation. He naturally knew that a clear road was the first key step in rescue.
Then a young official said, "Your Majesty, I think that food preparation should not be neglected. We should immediately check the inventory of granaries in various places. Not only should we transfer grain from government warehouses, but we can also encourage merchants to donate and give them corresponding rewards or preferential policies according to the amount of their donations. Only in this way can we collect a wide range of food sources and relieve the suffering of the people in the north from hunger and cold."
Emperor Ren looked at the young official intently, gently stroking the armrest of the dragon throne, thinking about the feasibility of the plan, his brows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, and everyone nodded and expressed their opinions.
Ji Zheng also stood in his own seat, staring blankly at his surroundings. Today was his first day in court after waking up, and he didn't expect to encounter such a big event.
He didn't have any great abilities, he just hoped to be a minor official so that he could protect his son Ji He'an from being bullied. As for other things, he didn't care much.
After everyone discussed for a while, Emperor Ren gently raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then suddenly called Ji Zheng's name and asked with concern: "Ji Zheng, are you fully recovered?"
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