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Looking over the thinned yet still fairly large pile of papers on his desk Hua Cheng realized it had been a little while since he'd been to Puqi shrine.It’s been at least a few weeks, far too long.
Getting up from the table the papers seem all less important, just land deeds and complaints, with a few prayers in the mix. He can get Yin Yu to look over the former, His Highness is far more important.
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Opening the door, which is obviously newer than the rest of the little shack, Hua Cheng gets hit by the smell of moisture and a shrill shriek.
“San Lang, I, I'm sorry I wasn’t expecting company,” His Highness sounds frantic, aided by the sounds of water from him exiting the bath, and dressing.
His Highness’s voice is familiar, but it sounds a little lighter, and to Hua Cheng’s surprise he looks a little fuller in the chest area. “Gege what happened?” He queried with an arched brow.
Obviously flustered His, or rather Her, Highness’s face was redder than what could be from the warm bath water.
“Um, I’m… I ran out of spiritual power.”
Now looking towards the ground she let out a sigh and rambled on, “I was in town and didn't want to be bothered by people, and the wind master was teaching me how to change forms, so I thought I'd try it out, and I got stuck like this, and I didn't have time to go up to the heavenly realm.”
The blush has now reached her ears and Hua Cheng thinks it's rather cute as he chides,
“You know I might be able to help you with that. I happen to have a lot of spiritual power myself."
“San Lang.” she flustered through the hands over her face.
Looking prideful at the blush now covering her face, Hua Cheng walks towards Her Highness and pulls her into his arms, taking her chin in his hands, bringing them to look at each other.
Looking at him she can’t help but smile. While putting her arms over his shoulders, Hua Cheng moves a hand to her waist, which is a little smaller than usual but not easily noticed.
“May I,” he asks, leaning a little closer.
“Of course," the smile obvious in her voice.
She leans to meet him in the middle, and when their mouths close in a familiar embrace, Hua Cheng concentrates his power through their kiss.
He can feel her put a hand to the back of his head and run it through his hair, as they deepen the kiss before they part.
The face that's looking back at him is the same, but has a bit of a sharper look to it now- that he's very familiar with.
“Thank you, San Lang is very generous." His Highness is beaming, and Hua Cheng can't help but plant another small kiss over his lips, then to his chin, slowly moving towards His Highness's neck. The laugh that he gains in return is quite rewarding.
“Okay, okay San Lang that's enough.” His voice is back to normal now too.
Forlornly Hua Cheng listens and stops the rain of kisses he was planning, perfectly content with just a hug.
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