Chapter 129: The Little Emperor Made a Mess
The green water lay amidst the mountains. Even though the light in the sky was bright, a layer of white mist still floated on the water’s surface.
Wei Wanlan was mostly submerged in the spring water, revealing a section of fair, rounded shoulder. Under the cover of the rising mist, it looked as if he were draped in a layer of curling light gauze.
Fallen flowers floated on the water.
The flowers released a soft, woodsy scent, and Wei Wanlan took several deep breaths.
The water was a little cold. The ripples gently stroked his back, causing his nape to tingle, goosebumps climbing from bottom to top.
He wanted warmth. Swimming through the water vapor and mist, he sensed an existence emitting a warm glow. He spread his limbs and swam in the water… capturing a blurry shadow.
Light and warmth both radiated from “it.”
How could Wei Wanlan let go easily?
He clung tightly to “it,” like a drowning person clutching the last piece of driftwood.
In this hazy body of water, Wei Wanlanâs consciousness seemed to detach from his physical shell, leaving only pure sensation between heaven and earth.
The touch of the shadow was unexpectedly gentle and substantial.
Through the slow undulation of the water surface, it transmitted a strange sense of security to Wei Wanlan.
He could feel the other’s temperature, insulating him from the cold current, transmitting to his skin. The warmth gradually dispelled the chill.
In the end, the chill vanished, and heat took the upper hand.
The temperature rose gradually, blood gurgling in his veins.
Wei Wanlanâs heartbeat accelerated.
He heard the shadow murmur his childhood nickname in the white mist.
The other’s voice was too deep; Wei Wanlan was scalded by those calls of “Xiao Wan.”
The gradually warming waves constantly lapped against his spine, neck, and cheeks, warm and comfortable. His movements thus changed from the initial cautious probing to becoming more active, until he attempted to embrace that warmth more closely.
“Xiao Wan. Xiao Wan, be good.”
The shadow in the water seemed to be responding to Wei Wanlanâs initiative. The light it emitted became softer, the woodsy scent occupying his nasal cavity, the heat of the breath making him dizzy.
It seemed to encourage Wei Wanlan, letting him immerse himself even more in their interaction.
This marvelous exchange made Wei Wanlan close his eyes. From initial restraint to intoxicatedly tilting his head back, he felt the connection between himself and the shadow strengthening constantly.
Then, looking over the shadowâs shoulder, through the white mist above the spring water, he saw flowers falling bit by bit, spring water flowing, and floating light dancing.
He began to get excited.
His blood seemed to boil. Flashes of white light appeared before his eyes. For no reason, an impulse to shout rushed up from inside his body.
The shadow became active on the same frequency.
The waves around their bodies slapped against the shore layer by layer. The tide became increasingly fierce, rising higher and higher. His head and ears were filled with the sound of hot water.
Wei Wanlan suddenly clung tightly to the shadow, looking like a small beast unable to withstand an attack in the water.
And that shadow let out a muffled groan.
The blazing heat made the entire spring feel like it was about to explode.
Water splashed everywhere.
Wei Wanlanâs consciousness lapsed into a trance for many moments.
With a sobbing tone, he returned to calm amidst the waves, his heart filled with joy and satisfaction, burying his head deeply into the shadow.
The white mist gradually dissipated.
…
The mornings at Zichen Hall were always awakened by little sparrows.
Birds filled the trees, chirping and singing non-stop outside the bedchamber, separated by the window.
Wei Wanlan had slept exceptionally deeply last night. In fact, it was already past the Mao hour (5-7 AM). The first ray of morning sunlight shone through the window lattice of Zichen Hall, sprinkling onto Wei Wanlanâs bed.
He slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually waking from the dream, but his body remained immersed in that unspeakable afterglow. His limbs were weary, a sense of laziness spreading throughout his body.
He still remembered swimming with that shadow in the water after waking up.
The shadow gradually overlapped with the Regent sleeping beside him in reality.
Wei Wanlanâs heart gave a start. He stole a glance; the bridge of the Regentâs nose was elegant and straight. At this moment, his eyes were quietly closed, his brows and eyes handsome and bright.
Thus, the shadow in the dream instantly had a clear face.
Wei Wanlan was suddenly at a loss.
His body, which was already burning up under the covers, became scorching hot in this instant.
He was covered in sweat. His dragon paws covered his face. The aftertaste of his surprise was a gradually rising delight. He secretly revealed his sparkling eyes through the gaps in his fingers, blinking and blinking, looking at the Regent, the corners of his mouth suddenly curving up.
He even savored the dream a little.
Wei Wanlan rolled over, involuntarily wanting to get close to the Regent. He flipped over and draped his arm across, but at this momentâ
His deer eyes instantly widened!!!
QAQ QAQ QAQ…
He quickly sensed the anomaly under the sheets.
But it took him a moment to reactâsomething he had learned in biology class. A blush climbed up Wei Wanlanâs cheeks; he felt even hotter.
The sticky feeling was very uncomfortable. He didn’t dare get close to the Regent anymore, retracting the arm he had placed on the Regentâs chest on his own, hugging his knees and curling into a ball under the quilt.
Itâs over. I want to get out of bed to wash and change my pants.
Wu…
So embarrassing. Soaked through.
Because of that dream last night?
The more he traced the cause, the clearer the images in the dream became. Especially since the Regent was right in front of him, using his overly handsome face to fill in the blanks of his imagination during the dream.
The Nine Dragon Mirror honestly reflected the real scene of the two on the dragon bed.
Wei Wanlan felt even more shy.
“A part of the Little Emperor,” like a sprouting bud, tentatively looked up again.
I can’t do this anymore!!! The pants can’t be worn!!! The sheet probably has it too!!!
Wei Wanlan was just about to get out of bed to change his trousers.
But the Regent would always be woken by his slight movements. This was a habit Su Jingzhi had developed because he cared about Wei Wanlan. He opened his eyes, saw Xiao Wan curled up like a cat, and immediately felt worried, calling out in a low voice: “Whatâs wrong?”
How dared Wei Wanlan say it?
He only remembered that in biology class, when the teacher talked about this section, he called a few people into a small classroom to talk about it secretly.
How should he tell the Regent? Would he be disgusted?
Then will he never sleep in the same bed with Zhen again? QAQ.
Wei Wanlan hesitated for a moment, his little brain spinning madly. Finally, he decided to stay silent.
He continued to lie on the bed, pretending to be fast asleep.
In his head, he figured out how to cover it up.
Right, just pretend to sleep in.
Anyway, I just won’t get up today, I’ll wait until the Regent can’t stay in bed anymore.
How could the “King of Overachievers” of Great Wei not be diligent? Su Jingzhi would definitely get out of bed first, and then Zhen would take the opportunity to get up and change clothes.
During this period, if the Regent insisted on making him get up, then…
Then he would cry for him to see.
Hmph.
Now Wei Wanlan more or less understood that shedding tears actually had quite an effect on a certain Regent.
His little abacus clicked loudly. No matter how formidable the Regent was, he couldn’t wake a Little Emperor who was pretending to sleep.
Su Jingzhi, on the other hand, was even more worried. Wei Wanlanâs eyes were clearly closed, but whether it was the frequency of his breathing or the trembling of his eyelashes, it was completely different from when Xiao Wan was asleep.
Xiao Wan is pretending to sleep, or rather, Xiao Wan doesn’t want to get up?
There must be a reason for Xiao Wan doing this; usually, he is very obedient about going to court to handle government affairs.
Su Jingzhiâs brow furrowed slightly. He extended his large hand to scoop up Wei Wanlanâs thin back.
The Little Emperor was always such a small thing; he didn’t seem to have grown much even at eighteen. His back was wet and sweaty. Su Jingzhiâs heart tightened, fearing it was an aftereffect of the Twin Gu. Thinking Xiao Wan had a fever, his palm gently patted Wei Wanlanâs back, and he pressed his forehead against Wei Wanlan’s.
“Xiao Wan? Wan Wan?”
The murmurs were even more intimate.
The images of the dream invaded his heart again.
The places the shadow touched, Su Jingzhi is touching now. Will he continue? Why is his voice even lower than in the dream?
My whole body is hot; I can’t be touched anywhere!
How could Wei Wanlan withstand this double stimulation of past and present?
The more he wanted to hide, the tighter he curled up. The more his eyelashes trembled, the more it provoked Su Jingzhi to investigate.
He finally realized he had to do something to stop this state.
He bit the tip of his tongue, the pain brewing a few tears. Opening his deer eyes, he told the Regent tearfully:
” Zhen is so sleepy, Zhen wants to sleep. Can Zhen rest until the Si hour (9-11 AM)? Regent King, please help Zhen go to court first…”
The Regent is always easy to talk to now; he will agree, right?
Go quickly QAQ.
Sleepiness was easy to understand; it was nothing to sleep a bit more while growing.
But what he couldn’t understand was the flush on Wei Wanlanâs brow and eyes. That didn’t look like wanting to sleep, but rather like he had just…
After all, he was nine years older than him!
Having experienced much more than him, Su Jingzhi knew that wet dreams had been non-stop ever since that Nine Dragon Mirror hung above the bed.
Su Jingzhi laughed secretly in delight. He felt that this Little Fool had reached a new stage of enlightenment.
He never needed a draft to tease Wei Wanlan. He leaned in close, snuggling against him. He felt the Little Fool, curled into a ball, almost shrinking into nothingness inside the quilt.
Su Jingzhi was so gentle he was practically malicious. He gathered the Little Fool in his arms, and through the thin sleeping robe, drew circles on his spine. “You slept early last night, so logically you shouldn’t be this sleepy. Shall This King call the entire Imperial Medical Office over to take a look?”
Wei Wanlan was terrified: No!!!
Are you trying to have Zhen publicly executed???
His body continued to tremble under the covers, waves of electric current climbing from his spine to his brain.
Wei Wanlan pitifully shed two tears and begged, “No, Zhen just wants to sleep a few more minutes…”
“What is a ‘minute’?”
“It’s a unit of time.”
“I understand even less now.”
“Wuwu, anyway, just let Zhen sleep QAQ.”
“Then change your clothes. This King will have An Ruyi and the others come in to serve. Itâs uncomfortable to sleep covered in sweat.” Saying this, the Regent made a move to lift the quilt.
Wei Wanlan panicked and frantically lunged to grab the corner of the quilt!
His curled-up body opened like a shell revealing the soft flesh inside. Su Jingzhi caught Wei Wanlan full in his arms, capturing the entire Little Fool.
The Little Fool Wei Wanlan had nowhere to hide, crashing into the Great Wei Regentâs woodsy scent. Panicked and shy, in the end, unable to hold out, he could only bury his head and speak with difficulty.
“Wuwuwuwu, what to do, Regent King, Zhen is all dirty. Zhen is sorry, Regent King, Zhen will compensate you for your clothes QAQ…”
The little ostrich rubbed all his tears into Su Jingzhiâs chest.
The Regent naturally accepted all of Wei Wanlanâs uneasy and flustered emotions, finding this Little Fool even cuter. While comforting him, he felt sweetness in his heart. He had teased the Little Fool enough; any more and he might get scratched or bitten.
“When This King first assisted in governance, I didn’t pay attention to teaching you knowledge in this area. Now This King tells you, this is a normal physical phenomenon. Wan Wan has grown up, so you will want it.”
Wei Wanlan remained buried in Su Jingzhiâs chest, not showing his head, his voice muffled: “Oh…”
Su Jingzhiâs voice patiently advised from above his head:
“This is our secret. This King won’t tell anyone. Xiao Wan, don’t be afraid. If Xiao Wan finds someone you like, you can find relief and won’t have to rely on dreaming anymore.”
Then the person Zhen likes isâ
His consciousness became completely clear along with the face in the dream.
Wei Wanlanâs heart beat like a drum.
He felt that being held in the Regentâs arms, even though his heart was pounding wildly, his whole being was stable. The long time spent together made him realize that he was always pampered by this person, and he always wanted to be close to this person.
He, Su Jingzhi, is different from others.
Wei Wanlan spoke in a glutinous voice, probing tentatively, “Then, Regent King, does the Regent also have… uh, times like this?”
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