Self-cultivation after the cannon fodder

Zong Qihao and Zhu Sining lay side by side.

Zong Qihao felt it carefully, and Zhu Sining was indeed right—it was very comfortable, and he really wanted to have it again. It must be very comfortable to sleep after soaking, so it is better to do it at night...

In short, it was all his thinking that was crooked.

Zhu Sining's purpose is very pure, but the description is ambiguous.

Soaking feet to keep healthy is in line with Zhu Sining's lifestyle.

"A'Ning," Zong Qihao asked, "Do you think it's okay to use these things sent by the Imperial Hospital?"

"It's very good, that's why I want to use it with His Majesty." Zhu Sining tilted his head and looked at Zong Qihao, "Your Majesty is busy with state affairs all day, so he must be very tired. Wouldn't it be much easier to soak in it?"

Zong Qihao nodded and said, "A-Ning has a heart."

"It's nothing, everything should be done." Zhu Sining's eyes were full of expectation, even through the smoke, they were still bright and radiant.

"So does Your Majesty like it?" Zhu Sining couldn't help opening the system interface, and watched Zong Qihao's favorability increase in real time to promote the climb of the purple task bar.

Zong Qihao: "I like it." If Zhu Sining didn't like him, he would never have thought of sharing this with him with his single-minded mind.

These are all his subconscious actions.

As soon as Zong Qihao finished speaking, the progress of the purple task bar immediately increased by one percentage point.

I wish Sining more excited and began to seek more possibilities.

In Zhu Sining's imagination, it should be that Zong Qihao came later, and then he would have a darker environment, light some incense, and the two of them leaned together and chatted nonsense, which would be enough atmosphere.

Although it is almost the same situation right now, I always feel that something is almost there.

Zhu Sining looked around for a week, and finally found the reason - a massage was missing.

Regardless of whether it is Zong Qihao's first contact or not, Zhu Sining plans to do it by himself. First, he will have a shoulder massage to relax, and then get some essential oil to push and pull back and forth a few times to stretch his muscles. Up to three or five task progress points.

In this way, even if the task cannot be completed, the progress bar will not remain stagnant.

Do as soon as you think of it, Zhu Sining will get up immediately.

"What do you want to do again?" Zong Qihao always paid attention to Zhu Sining's movements.

It wouldn't be surprising to say it directly, Zhu Sining turned around and said, "I want to be closer to His Majesty."

"Is that not enough?"

"Of course not enough, I can't even touch His Majesty!"

This time Zong Qihao was much more cautious, and personally guided Zhu Sining to avoid unexpected accidents: "A'Ning can come closer."

"How to do this?"

Zhu Sining thought for a while and asked, "Does Your Majesty mind using the same bucket to soak your feet?" He patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I don't have athlete's foot or onychomycosis."

"..."

Zong Qihao restrained his expression, gritted his teeth and said, "Neither have I, Ah Ning don't have to worry."

"Of course your majesty won't." Zhu Sining looked at him suspiciously, how could the protagonist have flaws, "I think it's better to explain clearly first, so that your majesty won't mind."

With four legs inserted into the same bucket, Zhu Sining kicked Zong Qihao's calf: "How does your Majesty feel?"

"pretty good."

Zong Qihao looked down at the barrel, and the bruises on Zhu Sining's calf had disappeared without a trace.After applying the medicine many times, Zong Qihao knew very well that Zhu Sining didn't have any scars on his body, he was just a little lazy on weekdays, didn't like to walk around very much, and there was no trace of any injuries.

There is no need for the hospital to lie to him. Zhu Sining didn't mention it. Maybe it was true. It's just that it's been too long and he doesn't care about it anymore.

"Your Majesty," Zhu Sining poked Zong Qihao, "Let's talk about something."

"What are you talking about?" Zong Qihao raised his eyes and glanced at him.

He wanted to talk, but it must not be a trivial matter that could hurt Zhu Sining so badly, so it's hard to mention it.

"It's all good." Feeling that the distance between the two was a little too big, Zhu Sining pulled his chair forward, and then stretched his calf forward again when he felt something was wrong.

In fact, the distance between the two did not become smaller because of Zhu Sining's actions. Zong Qihao looked at the intersecting calves of the two, and said helplessly: "Actually, they are all the same."

"It makes sense." Zhu Sining still remembered the matter of giving Zong Qihao a massage, and leaned forward towards Zong Qihao.

"Be careful!" Zong Qihao hurriedly supported him, fearing that he would fall over by accident.

Grasping Zong Qihao's hand firmly with both hands, Zhu Sining raised his head: "It's okay, I'm super stable."

"Does Your Majesty feel closer?" Zhu Sining smiled and blinked.

"……Have."

Zong Qihao inhaled softly, as long as he exerted more force, Zhu Sining would be pulled from the opposite side by him.

It was too close, Zong Qihao turned his face away slightly, avoiding Zhu Sining's smiling face: "What are you doing so close? Don't you feel hot?"

"Makes sense."

As Zhu Sining said, he was about to let go of his hand and go back a little distance.

Zong Qihao didn't let go, but held back with his backhand.

Seeing Zhu Sining's puzzled gaze, Zong Qihao moved his fingers slightly: "Slow down, don't fall, you don't need to be closer."

"Your Majesty really thinks it's better to be closer, right?" Zhu Sining pulled his hand away from Zong Qihao's, and began to move his chair instead.

His feet were still spinning in the barrel, so he only used his hands to lift the chair around.

Zong Qihao: "..." I couldn't bear to look directly at her.

The feet of the two collided in the wooden barrel. At first, Zhu Sining laughed apologetically at Zong Qihao, but then he simply stepped on Zong Qihao's feet.

"Just a little bit, not everything." Zhu Sining carefully observed Zong Qihao's face.

"You step on it." Zong Qihao pressed the veins near his temples, and sighed helplessly, "I'm not that stingy."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The space in the wooden barrel is not very large, and the soles of their feet touched, causing tiny splashes and ripples.

After moving the chair, Zhu Sining realized: "Actually, I can have someone carry it for me, or just take out the legs."

Zong Qihao had already lost his facial control, and collapsed on the recliner: "Yes, I wanted to say it just now."

Really stupid.At first he wanted to remind him, but later he found that Zhu Sining himself didn't seem to notice, so he didn't say anything at all.

"Why didn't your majesty just say that?"

Zhu Sining kicked Zong Qihao's calf.

"Because Ah Ning stepped on me, I don't want to talk about it."

"Harvest others to benefit yourself," Zhu Sining strongly condemned this behavior, "Your Majesty is too unkind."

Zong Qihao lowered his eyes, feeling a little sleepy, and said lazily, "Anyway, Ah Ning is not heavy, so step on it as soon as you step on it. In addition, you can try kicking again."

"Cough, I didn't kick anymore." Zhu Sining retracted his legs in time, and said flatteringly, "I want to give His Majesty a massage."

"It's not necessary, let's just leave it at that." Zong Qihao didn't even dare to imagine what it would be like for Zhu Sining to give him a massage. He has to go to court tomorrow.

Zhu Sining felt deeply regretful: "Don't be such a pity, Your Majesty really doesn't want to try?"

Zong Qihao was very firm: "No, this is very good."

The requirements for Zhu Sining should not be too high, otherwise the ending will be far from what was expected.

The difference between soaking feet in one bucket and two buckets is actually not that big. Zong Qihao waited patiently for the time, and expected to lie down and sleep in bed after soaking.

Zhu Sining felt that something was wrong: "Your Majesty, are we using the same recipe?"

"Yes, they are all assigned by the imperial hospital." Zong Qihao still remembered what Zhu Sining said.

"Do you feel it?"

Zong Qihao was drowsy: "What does it feel like? It's hot?" The hot water soaked it, of course it's hot, and that's all he felt.

Zhu Sining frowned, feeling uncomfortable: "More than that, I still feel a little numb, but it's not itchy or uncomfortable."

Zong Qihao sat up all of a sudden: "Does Ah Ning feel this way?"

"Does Your Majesty have it too?" Zhu Sining was not sure, "Is this the effect of medicine?"

"One thing, it's the effect of the medicine." Zong Qihao lost most of his sleepiness, "Does Ah Ning feel all right?"

"Yeah." Zhu Sining nodded and asked with a frown, "How long will it be over?"

The feeling of numbness seemed to be getting worse, which worried him.If the time is up and you can't get up, wouldn't you have to spend the night with the bucket tonight?

"Hurry up," Zong Qihao observed Zhu Sining without any trace, "A-Ning wait."

In response, Zhu Sining thought for a while, but couldn't help but move around in the barrel, so that he could move when he got up.

Zong Qihao: "Is it numb?"

"It seems to be getting more and more numb. The effect of this medicine is quite good." Once again accidentally touching Zong Qihao, Zhu Sining moved a little and placed it on Zong Qihao's instep.

"Infect you." Zhu Sining said, "I can't be the only one who passes on the effect of the medicine to His Majesty."

"Kick it so hard, it's on purpose, I'm going to hit you."

Zong Qihao squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to hit Zhu Sining's calf.

Zhu Sining leaned back, but his lower body stood still.

Zong Qihao's hand fell on Zhu Sining's and pulled him up.

"What are you hiding from? You didn't hit me." Zong Qihao increased his strength and held on to Zhu Sining's hand tightly, "I don't know how afraid it is now?"

Zhu Sining still had lingering fears: "Well, it's...so scary."

"What are you afraid of? How could I really hit you?"

Zong Qihao picked up the big towel in his hand, and immediately fished Zhu Sining out of the bucket.

Suddenly flying into the air, Zhu Sining hurriedly hugged Zong Qihao with both hands: "Your Majesty... Is Your Majesty not having a bath yet? It seems that it's not time yet..."

"No, let's go to bed." Zong Qihao put the towel on Zhu Sining's body and let him grab it, "I have to go to bed early tomorrow, so I'd better go to bed early."

Although they were all in the dormitory, for the convenience of tidying up, the bed was exactly a diagonal line from the place where the two of them soaked their feet.

Zong Qihao walked very slowly, with little movement, along the way, the palace people around him bowed their heads respectfully, and stepped back slowly to clean up the low water marks along the way.

Zong Qihao always felt that Zong Qihao's expression was too serious, so Zhu Sining tried to liven up the atmosphere: "Your Majesty is too polite, I will ask His Majesty to soak his feet, and I can get up by myself after soaking, and I don't need to ask Your Majesty to escort me..."

Zong Qihao glanced at him and said nothing.

"Hi, Your Majesty..." Zhu Sining lowered his voice, avoiding the palace people next to him, "What's wrong with you? Suddenly unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just too sleepy." Zong Qihao said in a calm voice, "You too, go to bed early and don't make a fuss."

"Oh." Zhu Sining nodded obediently, and leaned on Zong Qihao's shoulder to open the system page. He had to check the results of tonight's battle.

The purple task progress bar suddenly increased by 38%, and the progress reached [-], which is very gratifying.It's just that the red progress bar below has dropped by three percent sharply, and with the increase of time, there is still a trend of decreasing bit by bit.

But for a short distance, the blood bar dropped so much.

System: [It is detected that the difficulty factor of the task is too high, the user cannot reverse the current situation, it cannot be completed, and the task fails.The system will re-inspect the environment and re-release tasks for users according to the actual situation. 】

Zhu Sining was stunned.

In the past, no matter how long Zhu Sining's mission was delayed, the system would wait for him to complete. This is the first time the system has proactively marked the mission as a failure.

"What's wrong?" Zong Qihao tightened his arms, "A-Ning..."

His thoughts were in a mess, Zhu Sining couldn't react at all when he heard Zong Qihao's question.

Zong Qihao's eyes darkened, and he tried to speed up: "Are you okay?"

"Ah... I'm here."

"What?" Zong Qihao lowered his head, he only saw Zhu Sining's lips move slightly, but did not hear the sound.

Zhu Sining raised his head.

The corners of their lips touched.

Zhu Sining's eyes widened with shock, "Dropped, dropped..."

Zong Qihao was also unexpected: "What?"

The towel in Zhu Sining's hand fell to the ground, and at the same time, the red blood bar on the system interface dropped sharply again, with a sudden drop of 5.00%.

Only 70.00% nine left.