Shuai Chang waved his hand and said gently, “Have Fu Bai bring some hot water over; the lady wants to take a bath.”
A little maid went off, leaving one person to ask, “Alliance Leader, should we have Ling Er assist the lady with her grooming?”
“No need, I will personally help the lady with these matters from now on,” Shuai Chang replied, revealing a smile that was impossible to hide from his face.
After saying this, Shuai Chang entered the house again. Chun Yu Lan was sleeping soundly, and Shuai Chang sat at the foot of the bed, quietly admiring his sleeping face for two quarters of an hour.
Hearing heavy and disordered footsteps approaching, he got up to open the door. Fu Bai stood at the door with several servants carrying hot water.
“You don’t need to come in; the lady hasn’t woken yet. It’ll be noisy with too many people; I’ll carry it in myself.” With that, Shuai Chang easily lifted two buckets of hot water into the room, turned behind the screen with the beautiful bathing image, and poured the water into the bathtub.
After going back and forth seven or eight times, Shuai Chang had filled the bathtub with water. Fu Bai then approached him with a plate of white flower petals and said, “Alliance Leader, these are the dream ylang flower petals you instructed me to prepare.”
Shuai Chang took the plate, noticing the fragrance that reminded him of the scent he had caught from Chun Yu Lan last night. He smiled and said, “Well done. Come to the study at noon; I have a new martial arts manual here that has an extremely strong burst of power, perfect for you.”
Fu Bai’s face flushed with excitement, “Yes, thank you, Alliance Leader.”
“Go practice martial arts,” Shuai Chang encouraged with a pat on Fu Bai’s shoulder.
With excitement in his heart, Fu Bai instructed the servants to return the empty buckets to the kitchen and turned to head to the martial arts hall.
Shuai Chang returned to the room and gently picked up Chun Yu Lan. He sprinkled a plate of dream ylang flower petals into the bathtub and sat down with Chun Yu Lan in it. The white flower petals floated with the water waves, exuding a charming fragrance.
Shuai Chang carefully helped him clean up, washing his body once.
Chun Yu Lan’s tender face flushed with the steam, his lips unconsciously parted as he breathed, revealing his white teeth and a hint of a scarlet tongue.
Halfway through the wash, Chun Yu Lan suddenly partially opened his eyes, thinking he had fallen into a river. He panicked and kicked his legs in the tub, clinging to Shuai Chang’s neck and refusing to let go.
Shuai Chang nearly lost his composure from the friction. He patted Chun Yu Lan’s back soothingly, “Alright, alright, Lan’er, don’t be afraid. Your husband is holding you; I won’t let you drown.”
Hearing Shuai Chang’s voice calmed him down. He leaned on Shuai Chang and whispered, “You scared me to death.” Then, he slowly closed his eyes again, drifting back to sleep.
Shuai Chang chuckled helplessly, squeezing his soft bottom, “Why are you so adorable?”
After washing, Shuai Chang carefully lifted Chun Yu Lan out of the bathtub, lightly wrapping a bath towel around his waist. He removed the dirty sheets from the bed and gently placed Chun Yu Lan down, using a cotton cloth to dry the water from his body.
Worried that Chun Yu Lan would catch a cold with wet hair while sleeping, he did not wash his hair. Chun Yu Lan’s waist-length black hair lay beside the bed, carrying the sweet scent of the dream ylang flowers, dreamlike and intoxicating.
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