But what could he do? He was already sitting on the tiger's back; he dared not move. He could only grit his teeth and continue reviewing the memorials.
Feng Muting placed his hand on Su Fuliu's soft, slender waist, and as he rubbed, it turned into touching.
"Ouch...it tickles, Tinglang, if you're going to rub it, rub it properly, don't tickle me." Su Fuliu was ticklish and instinctively shrank back.
"Liu Bao, don't move around..." Feng Muting reminded her.
Su Fuliu was so frightened that he quickly sat up straight and didn't move. He said helplessly, "Tinglang, how... how am I supposed to continue reviewing the memorials if you're like this..."
"Okay, then I won't rub anymore, I'll just hug Liu Bao." With that, Feng Muting reached out and hugged Su Fuliu's waist, then pressed against his back, as if they were glued together, and it would be impossible to pull them apart.
Su Fuliu was also helpless against Feng Muting. Seeing that he was holding him and did not move anymore, she calmed down and continued to deal with the memorials.
But not long after he settled down to process the memorials, the "devil's" hand suddenly moved towards a place it shouldn't have gone.
Chapter 5 Extra: Stay (Part 5)
"Ugh, Tinglang!" Su Fuliu's face flushed red, and the pen in her hand fell to the ground.
"Liu Bao is really too sensitive. I just accidentally touched her," Feng Muting said shamelessly.
"You, you bumped into that by accident." Su Fuliu blushed crimson and tried to break free from Feng Muting's embrace.
But Feng Muting held him tightly, and he couldn't pry him off.
"Whether it was an accident or not, you're in this state now. Let me carry you back to your bedchamber and let Xiao Tingting play with Xiao Liuliu, shall we?" Feng Muting whispered in Su Fuliu's ear.
Su Fuliu's face was steaming hot, like boiling water.
He never expected that Feng Muting would be so persistent in trying to win him over.
"If Liu Bao doesn't say anything, I'll take that as a yes?" Feng Muting said, then smiled and picked up Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu dared not struggle. It would be too embarrassing for him to be seen like this. He could only cover himself with his sleeves and let Feng Muting carry him back to his bedchamber.
A triumphant smile spread across Feng Muting's face. He eagerly carried Su Fuliu to the bed, and what followed was an earth-shattering affair.
Just as the creation of the world was halfway through, a baby's voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu, I've come to play with you!"
There's no one guarding the entrance; Feng Muting chased everyone away long ago.
Everyone in the palace knew that Su Fuliu's only treasure was Qing'er, besides his doting affection for her.
Therefore, no one ever dared to stop Yi Bao from entering the palace; he was allowed to run around freely throughout the palace.
Now that he has suddenly run into the palace to play with Su Fuliu, ruining Feng Muting's "good deed," it will probably be difficult for him to enter the palace in the future.
He knocked on the door, then pushed it open and ran inside, calling out in a soft, sweet voice, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu, why aren't you answering me!"
Su Fuliu broke out in a cold sweat. She didn't have time to kick Feng Muting away, so she could only press down Feng Muting's head with one hand and pull the quilt over him with the other to cover him completely.
Feng Muting, who was huddled under the covers, was extremely unhappy. He really wanted to kick Yibao out of the room.
“One, one treasure.” Su Fuliu’s voice trembled.
Yi Bao ran to the bedside and looked at Su Fuliu lying on the bed. She said, "No wonder Uncle Liu didn't answer me for so long. He was sleeping. But, is Uncle Liu not feeling well? Why is he sweating so much and his face is so red?"
"I...I'm fine." Su Fuliu didn't dare to move at all. Her hand, hidden under the blanket, was still pressing on Feng Muting, signaling him not to make a sound or move.
Otherwise, given Feng Muting's personality, he would have already crawled out of bed.
"Uncle Liu, your voice is trembling. Are you really alright? No, I'd better go and call Uncle Ting over for you." With that, Yi Bao turned and prepared to run away.
"Yi Bao! Ugh..." Su Fuliu moved his body, but almost made that shameful sound. He quickly covered his mouth.
Yi Bao looked at him and couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Uncle Liu, you really look like you're in a lot of pain. Do you not want Uncle Ting to know that you're in pain and are afraid that he will worry? Then, I won't go to him. I'll secretly find an imperial physician to take a look at you, okay?"
"No need, Yibao, I...I'm really fine. I'm just...too...too tired and want to sleep. I probably won't be able to play with you. Can you come tomorrow? I'll play with you again tomorrow." Su Fuliu suppressed the strange feeling and tried her best to act normal so that Yibao could feel at ease.
Chapter 6 Extra: Stay (Part 6)
"Alright then, Uncle Liu, take a good rest. I'll be going now. I'll talk to Uncle Ting later and ask him not to bother you with everything. Look how tired you are, even sleeping in the middle of the day," Yi Bao said with concern.
Su Fuliu smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, Yibao."
"No need to thank me, no need to thank me. Uncle Liu and I are such good friends, why would I need to say thank you? But I do miss that little uncle. He said he would come to visit me, but I haven't seen him yet." Yi Bao sighed softly.
Su Fuliu knew he was referring to Bai Yulang, so she comforted him, "He has his own things to do, so he can't come to see you or play with you. He will definitely come to see you when he has the chance and time in the future. For now, Uncle Liu will play with you."
Yi Bao nodded: "Okay, but Uncle Liu can't play with me now. Uncle Liu needs to sleep. I won't bother Uncle Liu anymore. Have a good sleep, Uncle Liu!"
After saying that, he left, thoughtfully closing the palace door behind him.
Su Fuliu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But then Feng Muting's voice came from under the covers: "You do need to get enough sleep, but not Liu Bao, I need to get enough sleep..."
Then Feng Muting crawled out from under the covers and continued to tease Su Fuliu: "Liu Bao, you were really something just now, covering me up like that. Weren't you afraid of suffocating me?"
Su Fuliu looked at him with a flushed face: "Hmm... can a blanket really keep Tinglang... humbly... humbly stuffed up! If he really is stuffed up, will Tinglang be so... um, so restless under the blanket!"
"That brat Feng Yibao, he's not allowed to enter the palace again without my permission. He almost ruined my plans!" Feng Muting said with dissatisfaction. Fortunately, the matter was already halfway through; otherwise, if it had started at the beginning, Su Fuliu would definitely have kicked him off the bed.
“If you dare not let Yibao come to the palace to keep me company, then I will go and sleep with Qing’er instead of sleeping with you,” Su Fuliu replied.
“This!” Feng Muting paused for a moment, then continued, “This won’t do. Fine, fine, I’ll let Bao off this time. But if there’s a next time, I’ll throw him out of the palace.”
...
Half an hour later.
"Tinglang..."
"It's still early, Liu Bao."
...
One hour later.
"Tinglang..."
"Liu Bao, that's not enough..."
Two hours later.
"..."
"Liu Bao?"
The next day, Su Fuliu, lying in bed, cried and insisted on going to sleep with Qing'er. Feng Muting quickly hugged him tightly: "Liu Bao, it's okay, why do you want to go to sleep with Qing'er? Qing'er is a crybaby, and she will make you restless when she sleeps at night."
"I'm fine, who's fine? You're the only one who's fine, I'm not fine at all." Su Fuliu cried and struggled, but after struggling for a while, her waist hurt terribly. "Qing'er is crying, I'll cry with him, what's there to be upset about?"
“Liu Bao was with me, and she was crying too. Why did she have to cry with Qing’er?” Feng Muting said as he helped rub Su Fuliu’s waist.
Su Fuliu slapped his hand and cried even harder: "How can that be the same? Waaah... Tinglang always bullies me, he bullies me endlessly, waaah..."
"Liu Bao, don't cry, don't cry. It's my fault, it's my fault for being greedy. I deserve to be hit, I deserve to be hit." As he spoke, Feng Muting grabbed Su Fuliu's hand and slapped it against his own face.
Chapter 7 Side Story: Stay (Part 7)
Seeing that Feng Muting was grabbing his hand and slapping his face hard, Su Fuliu quickly pulled his hand back and pouted, saying, "Tinglang, you keep bullying me because you think I'm too kind to bear it. If you keep bullying me like this, believe me, I'll go back to Xiao Kingdom!"
"Good Liu'er, don't be angry. Getting angry is bad for your health. And don't keep saying you want to go back to your parents' home. Let's talk things out, okay?" Feng Muting coaxed her gently.
"Talk properly? Didn't I talk to Tinglang properly? I begged Tinglang several times yesterday, but the more I begged, the more excited he became. He's only happy when he's driven me crazy, isn't he?" Su Fuliu said angrily.
Feng Muting chuckled awkwardly, then countered, "But...but isn't Liu Bao happy...?"
"Me!" Su Fuliu wanted to say he was unhappy, but his mother had told him not to lie...
“Liu Bao still lacks exercise. I’ll accompany Liu Bao to exercise whenever I have free time to help improve her physique, how about that?” Feng Muting asked.
“It should be when I’m free that Tinglang comes to practice with me. It’s Tinglang who’s idle most of the time, not me.” Su Fuliu said with a pout. He’s busy every day, taking care of Qing’er, helping Feng Muting with court affairs, and reviewing memorials. After finishing all that, he still gets eaten by Feng Muting.
He's like a spinning top, constantly turning every day, never idle.
Moreover, every time I turn onto the bed, it's over; I can't move anymore.
"What you're saying, Liu Bao, is quite something. I am, after all, the ruler of a country, and I do have some important duties. However, for me, my important duties are to stay with Liu Bao, serve him tea and water, help him get up, help him fall asleep, and even help him bathe and change his clothes. I haven't had a moment's rest."
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu snorted: "Yes, Tinglang has been busy. His hands have been constantly on the move, touching me here or there."
“Uh…” Feng Muting smiled awkwardly, “When I’m serving Liu Bao, physical contact is inevitable.”
“Tinglang, you still have the nerve to say that? Then Tinglang, explain yourself. How come every time we make contact, it turns into deep contact?” Su Fuliu questioned.
“Liu Bao is so fair and soft, who could resist her?” Feng Muting retorted.
Su Fuliu blushed and turned her head away, saying, "I don't want to talk to Tinglang anymore!"
Since I can't win an argument, I'll stop talking.
“Liu Bao…”
"snort."
"Good Liu'er~"
"snort."
"Ah Liu~"
"snort."
"Little Su Su?"
"snort."
"Su Zai?"
"snort."
"Jinglang~"
"..."
"So Liu Bao likes it when I call you Jing Lang."
"No, no!"
Feng Muting raised the corners of his mouth, then leaned close to Su Fuliu's ear and called out again and again, "Jinglang, Jinglang..."