Chapter 117 - Will You Recharge My Battery?
As if he didn't know what tiredness was, Rong Qiuchen took the curtain, which was too dirty to tell its original colour, and went to wash it , not noticing that the dust that had accumulated on the small paper hat he was wearing had fallen on his face.
Yuan Ge saw that he was covered in dust, and the little robot was apparently running out of power because it had been sweeping and mopping the floor non-stop with the boy, and even his speech was starting to run out of tune. He felt quite sorry for him and said, "It's already midnight, time to take a break. Please spare yourself and your Brother Puppet for now. It's an absolute miracle you managed to clean up my mother's room to this extent! You are a credit to my family!"
Looking around the room, Qiuchen also seemed quite satisfied with the fruits of his labour as he smiled and said, "Will Childe Yuan reward me with a 'recharge', just like Brother Puppet?"
"Wow, you've learned the word 'recharge' now?"
"For the past two days I have been watching Brother Puppet. After answering many questions or doing his chores, he would return to the ground floor and lean against the wall. When I asked him what he was doing, he replied that he was recharging his batteries. It made me think that whenever I touched you, I always felt my energy returning and my body getting a rest, so I thought, maybe I was recharging too."
"I see you don't just imagine yourself as a person who has transmigrated from the Qing dynasty, you also imagine yourself as a robot that transmigrated from the Qing dynasty. How do you plan to recharge? Still hold my hands all night while sleeping next to me?"
Yuan Ge felt a little ashamed when he uttered these words. He obviously didn't mind doing it, and even felt more at ease than usual with him sleeping beside him, but to allow a man to develop this kind of whimsy thoughts while he, another man, indulged his strange habits was, well, it didn't make sense! And yet, to refuse his request for a "recharge" outright was something just … impossible for him to do!
Sensing Yuan Ge's dilemma, Rong Qiuchen immediately tried to comfort him, "Childe Yuan, please go and rest first. I am not tired at all, and there is still a lot of cleaning to be done here, so I will stay in this room and not disturb you."
Yuan Ge saw that the large carved bed, which he had no idea where his mother had got from, had been cleaned but had no mattress or pillows. He didn't have the heart to let Qiuchen spend the night here, so he said, "This bed is not comfortable to sleep on. You must be very tired after working all day, do come and sleep with me."
Qiuchen saw that Yuan Ge had extended this bedroom invitation despite some uneasiness. He was feeling a little amused inside, but instead of teasing Yuan Ge, he pointed to himself and said, "Childe Yuan, please go and rest first, but I would like to ask you a favour. May I borrow your bathtub to bathe and cleanse myself?"
"Coveting my bathtub again?" Yuan Ge pretended to complain, but seeing that the bridge of the boy's nose was also covered with a layer of dust, he couldn't resist the urge to touch his nose, but suddenly remembered that dream of dragon, and at Qiuchen's gentle gaze, he withdrew his hand awkwardly, "Well … I'm off to bed, make yourself at home, just don't be too naughty and splash water all over the floor …"
The next morning, the curtains of the bedroom were automatically drawn and Yuan Ge opened his eyes sleepily. Surprisingly, the night was dreamless and he slept soundly.
He rolled over lazily, only to find himself with one hand held by Qiuchen, who was kneeling upright on the edge of the bed staring at him.
"What are you doing!" Yuan Ge was shocked.
Qiuchen, however, had a sincere and frightened look on his face, almost kowtowing, "I really didn't know that Childe Yuan was the current Crown Prince! I hope Your Highness will forgive me for the disrespect I have shown for so many days!"