Fourteenth year of Chenghua 62 (part)
ā Short excerpt from Fourteenth Year of Chenghua / The Sleuth of Ming Dynasty - Chapter 62 ā Summary: Tang Fan took off his pants and spread his legs for Sui Zhou. For medical reasons.
So Iāve been obsessed with this series lately and Iād just like to translate a few short parts from the novel. The relationship between Sui Zhou and Tan Fan was very subtle, up until chapter 62 where we received a big fan service scene...
Context: Tang Fan and Sui Zhou were traveling to Henan for a mission (completely different from the drama). Since they traveled by horse and Tang Fan has a weak civil minister body, his thighs got pretty roughed up on the journey and Sui Zhou is offering to apply medicine for him and change his bandages. This except mentions a character named Yin Yuanhua. He is another civil minister whoās tagging along for the mission and who doesnāt get along well with Tang Fan.
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āCome here.ā
Tang Fan saw the items in his hands and couldnāt help but snicker: āYou know Iāve applied the bandages enough alreadyā¦ Thanks to that, itās practically all healed. Thereās no need to keep bandaging anymore. Itāll only be a bother!ā
Sui Zhou glared at him: āCome here right away. Shouldnāt you know best whether youāve healed or not?ā
Of course he hasnāt healed.
Tang da-ren could only drop his act and walk over slowly.
Sui Zhou: āLay down, take off your pants and pull up your clothes.ā
Tang Fan: āā¦ā
That sentence. There wasnāt any way for it to not sound wrong. If there had been people passing by at this exact moment, 8 out of 10 would have misunderstood.
But in reality, it was completely not what it seemed.
Tang Fanās physical build wasnāt any better than that of Yin Yuanhuaās. He had followed the more adept horse riders closely for countless days and it was unbearable, but riding in a carriage would have been worse. One could tell just by looking at Yin Yuanhuaās sad state. Riding a horse will only hurt the butt and both inner thighs but riding the carriage would have hurt the entire body. In that case, heād choose the lesser pain. On this trip, Tang da-ren was the leader of the operation, so heād rather grit his teeth and refused to become like Yin Yuanhua with subpar intelligence.
This was called dying with honor.
There was nothing to do about the butt. Since the skin there was thick and could withstand more abrasion, there was no need to worry about that point. The problem was the inner thighs that were constantly in friction with the horse, causing blisters to form and the skin to bleed.
He had wanted to apply medicine on his wounds but Tang Fan was too proud and couldnāt bring himself to mention it, up until Sui Zhou forcefully applied it for him.
Tang da-ren absolutely wanted to avoid having to change his bandages every night.
If he could choose, heād much rather volunteer to go to the Luo river to face the river god than lay on the bed like this, with his legs spread out, no pants, with his clothes pulled up to have Sui Zhou change the bandages around his wounds.
They were both men. They had what the other had and they also lacked what the other lacked. But even so, Tang Fan didnāt feel right about this and kept starting intently at the ceiling like he could exit his mortal flesh, all in order to hide his embarrassment.
Sui Zhou seemed to be able to read his thoughts and thought it was funny. His expression showed no change as he continued to apply the bandages. He pretended to absentmindedly peek at the otherās loin, then casually said: āYour size isnāt bad at all.ā
Even if Tang Fan was pretending to be dead, he was still paying attention and as soon as he heard those words, he couldnāt help his face immediately flaring up to his ears. He angrily said: āHow dare you go against this imperial commissioner and make scrutinizing remarks? Do you not want to live anymore?ā
Sui Zhou countered: āIām also an imperial commissioner.ā
Tang Fan: āYouāre a deputy. Iām your superior. Stop talking nonsense and take off those pants too so this minister may judge you at once!ā
Sui Zhou: āDo you really want to see?ā
Tang Fan: āOf course I do!ā
He thought that Sui Zhou would come up with an excuse to refuse, but he didnāt expect him to obediently stand up without saying anything and was about to untie his belt.
Tang Fan hastily said: āCome to think of it, I know yours is smaller than mine. It would do no good if your pride were to take a hit for this. All men care for their reputation, so I will dismiss this for you.ā
Sui Zhou: āItās fine, I donāt mind.ā
Tang Fan: āā¦ā
Sui Zhou really only wanted to tease Tang Fan a little. He never planned to go that far.
Seeing that Tang da-ren liked to have his ruffled feathers smoothed, he ceased the teasing and brought over a plate of desserts from the table. He picked up a piece and brought it to Tang da-renās mouth.
Under the dim candlelight, Tang Fan couldnāt see clearly see the shape of the jujube pastry, but took a bite anyways. Once in his mouth, the taste was sublime, pleasantly sour and reminiscent of the taste made by the cook back at home when he was a child.
He hasnāt had enough so he rolled out his tongue to pull the rest of the pastry into his mouth. Only, he wasnāt careful and grazed against Sui Zhouās finger. The latter hesitated, then very quickly withdrew.
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Sui Zhou voice) nice d!ck
