A round of delights of the flesh later, both felt very contented. He Heng offhandedly grabbed a robe, bending down to carry Qu Qing Ju from the slightly cold water. He placed her on the bed and took a towel to personally dry her hair for her.
When men were satisfied, they always were especially caring. That quality could be seen very clearly on He Heng.
Qu Qing Ju slid on an inner robe, and allowed He Heng to continue his attentive behaviour. She yawned: “Why did wang ye come so late this night?”
“Had to take care of something, so it was a bit late,” He Heng saw that the hair was more or less dry and switched for a new towel to dry his own hair. The two wrapped around each other as they sat inside the blankets. In the time as they waited for hair to dry, they started to chit-chat about other things.
“I heard that you had sorted out that group of disobedient stewards?” He Heng inquired suddenly, “That group is truly disgraceful. You were too benevolent to them, this type of people, they should be beaten to death.”