Chapter 6

Yuan Ling laid down in his bed on his stomach with his face in the blankets. His buttocks were exposed and vulnerable.

Zhu Hui stared at his exposed backside with a slight sense of pride. He gave Yuan Ling a slight nudge, "...My Lord…"

Yuan Ling let out a defeated whine.

Zhu Hui found this slightly adorable and struggled to refrain from smiling. He nudged him delicately, "My Lord. You need to get up. Your royal duties are going to begin soon."

Yuan Ling gave him a nasty look, "Hui-Gege! How could I possibly do my Royal duties after a night like that!? I don't even know if I can stand!"

Zhu Hui still had on an immovable expression, "Unfortunately, you don't have a choice. However, we still have time. If my Lord wishes, this lowly one can give you a massage?"

Yuan Ling looked at him suspiciously before giving a nod, "Yes, that does sound very pleasant… Okay. Your Emperor commands you to give him a massage."

Zhu Hui quickly went to work on the massage to appease the grumpy Emperor. His rough calloused hands hit the spots Yuan Ling directed him to with the right amount of pressure. Zhu Hui moved his hands along his lower back, "Does my Lord like this?"

"Hmm." Yuan Ling hummed pleasantly, "Yes. That is precisely the spot that hurts."

Zhu Hui lowered his hands even more, "And this spot?"

"?!?!" Yuan Ling sat up in surprise, "Hui-Gege!"

Yuan Ling wanted to smack the beast's paws off of his now tender area but forgot that his legs were still very numb. He fell forward, landing face-first into Zhu Hui's chest. Yuan Ling blushed bright red from the feeling of their naked skin touching together.

Zhu Hui let out a small chuckle, "My Lord is clumsy this morning."

Yuan Ling felt himself touching the muscular chest of the other man. Yuan Ling desperately wanted a kiss, but he was far too prideful to ask. He glanced up with a pitiful look, "Gege…"

Zhu Hui noticed his lewd expression and cleared his throat and looked away, "I-I should get my Lord dressed now before the Eunuchs panic too much."

Tsk. Yuan Ling clicked his tongue in annoyance. His Gege was just kissing him last night! Why is he hesitating now?

Yuang Ling wanted to tease Zhu Hui and run around the room naked like usual, but as if his legs would let him! It was a struggle just to get out of bed and allow Zhu Hui to dress him and get him ready for the day.

Zhu Hui noticed how much easier it was to put clothes on the wannabe nudist Emperor. He smirked slightly at the thought. Yuan Ling noticed this and frowned, "What are you smiling for?"

"This lowly one just realized how easy it is to dress you this morning when you have no energy, my Lord. Perhaps I should serve my Lord every night."

Yuan Ling's mouth dropped in surprise, "Z-Zhu Hui!?!!"

He glanced up losing his smirk, "My Lord has spoken my full name. That is not good since my Lord always calls me Gege. Is my Lord upset? Perhaps he didn't like what happened last night?"

Yuan Ling trembled in embarrassment and turned away, "I… I didn't dislike it…"

Zhu Hui smirked for a moment before returning back to his stoic expression. He proceeded to add the many layers once more. His chest sunk in disappointment from being forced to cover up the beautiful skin with bites and red marks. However, the day of an Emperor couldn't wait.

He sat Yuan Ling down delicately and pulled out the brush. He smoothly and gently began to run the brush through the silken hair. He really was skilled at brushing his Emperor's hair.

This was because while they were children, Zhu Hui had to brush Yuan Ling's hair since the childish boy always demanded it. At first, it was just another way to bully Zhu Hui, but Yuan Ling honestly just enjoyed the feeling so he continued to ask.

He had always bothered Zhu Hui into doing his hair because the strong man was surprisingly gentle. When he felt those rough calloused hands pay so much attention to him, he was thrilled. As Zhu Hui continued to brush his long silken hair, Yuan Ling recalled that those gentle hands had just tended to his body so dutifully the night before.

Yuan Ling blushed profoundly at the memories and had to fidget in order to avoid his lust from showing. Zhu Hui felt Yuan Ling fidget and paused. He spoke, "My Lord? Did I hurt you just now?"

Yuan Ling blushed even more, "N-Nope! Everything is great." He added in a smaller voice, "Don't stop…"

Zhu Hui felt the corners of his lips twitch as he tried to refrain from smiling. "En."

He continued to brush Yuan Ling's hair just as he always had. Once he finished, he placed on the ceremonial crown and gave a nod. "It's finished, my Lord."

Yuan Ling looked into the mirror and was surprised to see how perfect he looked. Sure enough, Zhu Hui had done a far greater job than the other insufferable servants.

Yuan Ling appreciated his face smugly, "Hui-Gege. You should have been a Eunuch instead. You are far too great at this."