"No no no, I couldn't." he blushed. He knew that he didn't mind but how could Meng Yao subject him to bathe in used water. For him he was used to things like that but to ask gentry to... Never.


"Yes. I do. And when we make dinner I can set aside the rice water we wash the rice with to ferment for more." He squeezed his shoulder gently and walked over to get the tub ready. It was already scrubbed clean. It just had to be moved into the middle of the room.

"Does vegetable soup and rice sound good to you tonight?"