Chapter 22: 22
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Zhan Yin likes plum blossom cake, but she doesn't like pea cake, but she's gagged. Under her brother's cold eyes, she doesn't dare to say anything.
Xiansheng tries to see something from Zhan Zhen's face, but when he stares at Zhan Zhen, the latter stares at Zhan Yin for a moment, so he has to take his eyes back, and Zhan Zhen also takes his eyes back.
Zhan Yin, who was let go, left the pea cake in her mouth and replaced it with plum cake. By the way, she had a sneak look at the other pastry.
Xiansheng frowned and realized that it was the reason for the crispy spot. He tried to piece together the complete words in Zhan Yin's mouth -
Ping? Ping what?
But in any case, I can't figure out what this "flat" and pastry can have to do with each other.
He stood up, in Zhan Yin's eyes, took up the dish of different pastry, first handed it to Zhan Yin, and said gently: "I don't know if my mother has left it for you."
All handed to the front, Zhan Yin blushed, silently stretched out her hand to pinch a piece, on one side of Zhan Jin's fingers on the table slightly tightened, and then slowly left the table, but the plate of crispy spots was inevitably handed to her: "ah Jin?"
He looked embarrassed and said slowly, "my mother also left me one, so I won't eat it."
On one side, Zhan Yin covers her mouth to hide her surprise and smile. While Xiansheng calmly puts the pastry back. He caresses her sleeve and sits down on the chair, saying: "ah Jin also has it. His highness says it's used to mend her body. I thought it's my only share."
Zhan Jin
He looks a little guilty. Xiansheng takes everything into his eyes and determines the problem of crispness. But he is a man. Even if he plays a woman again, no one can tell him about a woman's physiology. For a while, there is still no definite answer.
The Erhe pot soup on the table is gradually making a sound of gudu. Xiansheng puts vegetables in it first, and takes the initiative to break the strange atmosphere. Soon, Zhan Yin began to chatter about things in the palace.
Zhan Hua is sober, but because he is too close to her, he is suffering from too much impact and many fractures on his body. It will take him at least half a year to get better, which means that he can't go hunting in spring. Princess Rong worries about this. One of her two sons died in battle, and now only Zhan Hua is left. She hopes that he can make a breakthrough, in case of any real injury, It's impossible to be reused by the Jin emperor in this life. How can we not worry.
Qingrong's hand is completely gone. She was originally left-handed, but this time Qin Yi directly abandoned her left hand. She has been crying for two days, and she went to the emperor of Jin to cry, asking that Qin Yi be arrested as soon as possible to avenge her.
When it comes to Qingrong, Zhan Yin's face is still a little tangled. Obviously, she put the other party's words in her heart that day. Zhan Zhen didn't pay attention to her mood. She only lightly reminded her: "be careful with the knife in her hand."
Zhan Jin eats quietly throughout the whole process, looks calm and seldom talks. She only answers when asked occasionally.
Xiansheng is warm and sweating. He can't even hold back a few mouthfuls of spicy food. His cheeks and lips are red. Zhan Zhen almost can't hold back the color of Hibiscus on his sick face. He glances at his sister and doesn't control her expression, so he puts a big mouthful of pepper in her mouth.
Halfway through the meal, Jiang Qin suddenly comes over and says he has something to report to Zhan Zhen.
There is no custom for men and women to avoid suspicion in the northern countries. Zhan Zhen directly asks people to call him in to have dinner together. Jiang Qin lifts the curtain and comes in. When he sees Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin, he complains.
Zhan Zhen said, "eat first, warm up, and talk about something later."
Jiang Qin had been out all day, but he didn't have any food. His servant girl added a bowl and chopsticks, and he said thanks again. Zhan Zhen suddenly looked sideways and said, "what's the matter today? Suddenly stiff? "
"Isn't there a woman's family?" Jiang Qin couldn't help looking at the wound on Zhan Jin's forehead and said casually, "is the sixth Princess better?"
Zhan Jin was stunned and said in a low voice, "thank you very much. I'm much better."
The Jiang family has been a famous general for generations. Jiang Qin's father is a famous Wu'an general. But now he is old enough, Jiang Shan has entrusted him to the younger generation. Jiang Qin is his old son and has been very popular since he was a child. Although he is only an assistant general around Zhan Zhen, everyone is used to calling him a little general.
Jiang Qin nodded, Zhan Yin suddenly frowned, strange way: "when do you know ah Jin?"
As soon as Jiang Qin wanted to say something, Zhan Jin took the lead in explaining: "I was injured two days ago and fainted. It was the doctor that the young general took me to see."
"Ah, yes..."
"Here's to the little general." Zhan Jin once again interrupted his words, raised his glass and handed it over with a smile. Jiang Qin was stunned for a while, so he had to drink.
Jiang Qin is also a dissolute prodigal son. His words are funny and humorous, which makes Zhan Yin giggle. Xiansheng is not in good health and is not suitable for drinking, so he drinks a few more cups of tea.
When the dinner is over, Zhan Zhen and Jiang Qin go to the study to talk, while Xiansheng sends Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin out of the house. He realizes that Zhan Jin seems to have some desire to talk, but after all, he doesn't say anything. He gets into the carriage and leaves with Zhan Yin.In this room, after talking about business, Zhan Zhen suddenly asked Jiang Qin, "ah Jin didn't follow you to see the doctor that day?"
"This..." Jiang Qin hesitated and seemed to be struggling with something.
Zhan Zhen saw through at a glance and said, "ah Jin has never liked doctors. He knows some medical skills. He has a minor illness and pain. He has been cured by himself. If he doesn't follow you, it's reasonable."
"That's right." Jiang Qin did not continue to hide, said: "at that time, not long after you left, she woke up and knew that I was going to take her to see a doctor, so she said no, I had to send her back to the palace and told me not to tell anyone before I went in."
"It's a strange habit of him."
Jiang Qin didn't know much about it either, but when the report was finished, he said, "my subordinates have retired."
"It's snowy. Be careful."
Zhan Zhen watched him leave, got up and went back to his room. As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw that Xiansheng was sitting in front of the table coldly, with the plate of "Yunv Fengru Su" on the table.
"Everyone is gone. Your highness should be able to tell me the real function of the pastry."
Zhan Zhen walked in slowly, sat down in front of him, raised his hand to support his cheek, and praised: "the princess has become more and more beautiful these two days."
Xiansheng was not fooled by him at all. He said coolly, "it's said that the northern dignitaries always have the custom of entertaining ladies after their wedding. I'm not in good health. This banquet can only be postponed for a while, but it still needs to be done. When the time comes, put this cake on, and someone will tell me what it is."
“…… You'll be laughed at for that. "
"Do you say it or not?" Zhan Zhen is so angry that he always gets angry when he opens his mouth.
Zhan Zhen had no choice but to put away his joking attitude. He twirled his fingers around the cup and slowly said in a low voice: "yuelv helps the milk book."
“？” Xiansheng said, "are your teeth leaking?"
Zhan Zhen takes a look at his chest and always feels embarrassed to say it. But if Xiansheng really goes to the banquet for Shangjing lady, he is afraid that it will be even more embarrassing. He weighs it for a moment and has to reluctantly tell him: "Yunv Fengru su."
Xiansheng heard it clearly, but he didn't understand the effect for a moment. After a while, he suddenly regained his consciousness. His face was white and blue for a moment, and he was very good-looking.
It turned out that I was not suspicious, but
He was a little shy, a little annoyed, and a little at a loss.
Zhan Zhen observed his expression and said tentatively, "I know that the princess has been ill since she was a child, and she is forbidden to eat meat, so she is withered. This is the secret system of the imperial palace of the northern Jin Dynasty. My mother said that it will work in seven days."
Xiansheng bites his lips. It's no wonder that Zhan Zhen's eyes have been longing for the pastry these two days. Xiansheng always thinks it's strange. Now when he recalls it, he finds that it's just looking at a pig's eyes eating the feed. As for why he's longing, because he's waiting for a mouthful of fat red roast meat!
He felt ridiculous and ridiculous in his heart, and gradually he felt humiliated again, and his heart began to fire again, "you Cough, cough
Zhan Zhen immediately came around and stroked his back, but he pushed him away, "stay away from me!"
Zhan Zhen pulled a stool and sat down beside the screen. When he slowed down, he said, "Why are you angry?"
Xiansheng is right and strong: "who let you be good at making suggestions, make it up to me Where is it? "
"You've been reluctant to share your room with me. I've been thinking about it all alone. The princess is calm. I think it's because of her low self-esteem. In order not to hurt your self-esteem, so..."
Xiansheng couldn't bear it: "you're a smooth person, you're a low self-esteem person!"
Zhan Zhen silently looked at his chest and then looked at him. Xiansheng subconsciously protected him with one hand, and then he felt more and more ridiculous. He held back for a while and angrily accused him, "what do you want to show off?"
Zhan Zhen took the opportunity to coax him: "if you have a good milk supplement, you can show off to the orphan in March."
Xiansheng fried hair: "zhanluelue!"
"My name is Zhan Zhen."
"Zhanluelue zhanlue zhanlue!"
“……” The title used to sound like a mockery to Zhan Zhen for abandoning the city and nearly losing his life. That battle was a scar in Zhan Zhen's heart. The newborn calf was not afraid of heaven and earth. As a result, he was slapped loudly as soon as he entered the battlefield and photographed him directly from Nanliang to Beijin. He was full of shame.
But now, with the provocative shouts of Xiansheng, he suddenly feels a little cute.
Is it because I can't find the words to curse, so I have to stab him with this nickname?
Zhan Zhen said, "try again."
"Zhan luelue Lue! “
“……” Zhan Zhen suddenly pulls the chair in front of him. Xiansheng pulls the chair back reflexively, but the chair just pulled out is suddenly caught by him. Zhan Zhen directly brings him to the front, then hugs his waist and kisses him.
Xiansheng was kissed by him for about half a cup of tea. He was out of breath, and his heart almost stopped beating. Finally, he was let go. Before his waist left, Zhan Zhen deliberately said, "I have to force you to block your mouth."
"You..."
Zhan Zhen waited patiently for him to come up with something new——"Slightly smelly! You deserve to have lost so badly
Zhan Zhen raised his mouth and pressed his hand. He lifted Xiansheng's waist and sat down on his leg. Then he gave him a kiss on his face: "later, if you shout slightly, you will acquiesce. You want to kiss."
“……” Xiansheng covers his face and stares at him for a while. Zhan Zhen kisses him again and says, "well behaved, don't be angry. It's wrong."
Xiansheng is good at covering the other side of his face. Zhanzhen kisses him on the forehead again. He can't cover it, so he can only stare at him.
Zhan Zhen spoiled his nose and said, "you're still angry because you've made a mistake."
Xiansheng said: "emotion is not controlled by reason."
Zhan Zhen held him in his arms, but Xiansheng couldn't push him away, so he had to let him hold him. He felt more and more like some kind of sticky big animal - the annoying one!
He covered his face and frowned. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been influenced by Zhan Zhen recently. He didn't like to lose his temper before, and he couldn't lift his spirits about anything. But Zhan Zhen's casual words could refresh his mind and make him "energetic".
He gradually calms down in Zhan Zhen's arms, thinking that this is absolutely not the case. He has to please Zhan Zhen rather than lose his temper with him, so as to ensure that before he is found, Zhan Zhen has a good impression on him enough to listen to him say a few words before he dies and let Nanliang live.
He calmly, put a light voice, said: "I'm not angry, you let me go."
Zhan Zhen asked, "are you serious?"
While telling himself to be calm, Xiansheng replied: "seriously."
Zhan Zhen put down his heart and said immediately, "let's have another crisp."
This delicious pastry is handed to him again. Xiansheng looks at it quietly, quietly
Then suddenly he stretched out his hand and knocked it out: "you get out of here! Don't touch me! Don't hold me! Get out, get out! "
The preserved fruit on the plate was scattered all over the floor. Xiansheng grabbed the wooden fruit plate and beat him out. Then he closed the door and sat panting at the table, covering his lips and coughing.
There seems to be something scraping in his throat, which is the reason why he has just made excessive efforts to make his voice. His voice is usually very light, because of lung disease, his voice is slightly hoarse, and it is very comfortable to speak in a low voice. Once he raises his voice, he will be hoarse, and even some syllables will not be uttered due to shortness of breath.
Zhan Zhen also finds that he has been teased too much, and he doesn't dare to come back to annoy him. Yuehua and Ruyi stand outside, and they all hang their heads.
His royal highness, in the face of people other than Princess Xiansheng, even with a smile, also gives people a very heartless feeling.
It took Xiansheng too much effort to drive Zhan Zhen away. He fell on the table and his brain began to faint.
No matter what, he will never eat the pastry again. In case it doesn't work, Zhan Zhen will doubt if something is wrong. After all, it's not impossible to find out the truth.
He was lying on his stomach and motionless. Suddenly there was a crash at the window. Something hit the window, and there was the sound of wings fluttering. Xiansheng looked sideways and raised his ears. There was a moment of silence, and then there came the sound of the window being knocked.
Is it a bird that can't find food in winter?
With his weak body, Xiansheng slowly got up and went to the window. He raised his hand and opened it. He saw a snow pigeon. It was snow-white. His body was made of snow. His mouth was a sharp piece of wood, and his eyes were dark. He even used cinnabar to light two balls of red on his cheeks. Because he had no feet, he looked like squatting on the lattice of the window. He was charming and lifelike.
Suddenly there was a gurgling voice in my ear. The voice said, "princess, are you still angry?"
"Yes," said Xiansheng
"Zhan Zhen is actually for your own good. For my sake, can you forgive him?"
Xiansheng's eyes fell on the self claimed beautiful snow pigeon and said mercilessly, "what are you, dare to influence my decision?"
"Pigeon" for a short time mute, and said: "in fact, zhanzhen this is also for the princess, worried that you will inferiority
"I don't feel inferior."
"Can you have sex with Zhan Zhen tonight?"
"His spring and autumn dream." Xiansheng reaches out and takes the pigeon into the room, then closes the window.
He put the pigeon on the fruit plate and said, "you talk again."
The pigeon was silent.
Xiansheng snorts. After undressing, he climbs to the bed and rolls up the quilt to wrap himself. After a while, he turns to look at the pigeon in the fruit tray. Suddenly, he can't help laughing. After laughing, he feels puzzled again. He is obviously angry. How can he suddenly be happy?
Reason made him stiff.
The temperature in the room soon made the pigeons start to melt. After a while, Xiansheng felt regret again.
Although Zhan luelue is not a good thing, his handicrafts are really good. I don't know which ice sculpture master I learned from.
He pushed the window open again, climbed up Xiaotan again, leaned out his neck, looked left and right, and made sure Zhan Zhen didn't hide on one side. He took the pigeon out of the fruit tray and put it out of the window again. He also carefully put back the pigeon's mouth.It's a pity that Zhan Zhen is not as skillful as he is. He feels ugly no matter how he puts it.
Xiansheng left and right check, just want not so, pigeon's eyes followed to fall down, he pause, gently to the palm of the hand he breath, and then pinch the bead, clumsily to press back.
Zhan Zhen's head came out of the corner of the wall, and he could see all his movements. He put his hands around his chest and said: right and wrong.
In this chamber, as soon as Xiansheng let go, his other eye also fell down. He finally took back his cold hand and breathed out a little. He watched the vivid pigeon turn into a "pigeon soup".
"He tosses me, you toss me too." Xiansheng complains that he can't hold it up, so he raises his hand to close the window and gets into the bed again with the hand stove in his arms.
He didn't care where Zhan Zhen went to sleep. He was always in the prince's mansion. He couldn't freeze.
He fell asleep at ease. In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt someone pushing him, "princess?"
It was Yuehua's voice. Xiansheng couldn't open his eyes and asked, "what's the matter?"
"His royal highness is still standing at the gate. The winter in the north is not as good as that in the south. What if it's frozen?"
"Why is he standing..."
"He said the princess would not let him in." Yuehua said: "we are in the northern Jin Dynasty, Princess Let him in first. "
Xiansheng frowned and became sober. Yuehua is in a dilemma because it's a couple's private affair. She may not be able to manage it well. However, this is the northern Jin Dynasty. He is a princess of Daliang. She refuses the prince of the northern Jin Dynasty in the middle of the night. She understands that the young couple is upset. If she doesn't understand, she may say that he is proud of his favor. She still has to do her duty to remind her.
This Zhan Zhen
Xiansheng was so sleepy that he couldn't get out of his temper. He said helplessly, "let him in."
Ruyi went to invite him. After a while, she came back to tell him: "Your Highness said that the princess beat him out I want to hear the princess say, "let me in."
“……” Xiansheng paralyzed for a while, so he had to put on his clothes and get out of bed. As soon as he got to the door, he was suddenly lifted up like a child and came back. Zhan Zhen said, "all out."
Ruyi and Yuehua dare not disobey their orders. They bow down and close the door.
Xiansheng was put back on the bed by him, but he frowned: "you still have the incense coming out of the room. You haven't been waiting outside."
Zhan Zhen doesn't think that's a problem at all: "will you go out and stand for a while?"
"Forget it."
Does it matter how long he stands? What's important is how outsiders pass on. Xiansheng took off his coat and tucked it back in the quilt. He said, "I'm going to sleep. Don't make any noise."
"Good," said Zhan Zhen
Xiansheng closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them again: "don't look at me."
"I have to admit my mistake."
"Your mistake is to give me milk tonic when you say it wrong." Xiansheng was still angry: "I said no."
"Then go to sleep." Zhan Zhen was afraid that he would be angry again. He said in a warm voice, "I'm just sitting, absolutely not moving."
Xiansheng closed his eyes twice and opened them again. "You should die as soon as possible. I won't do what you want."
Zhan Zhen looked at him and said thoughtfully, "your reaction is really strange."
The heart of salty Sheng jumps, for a moment startled uncertain, cold way: "where strange?"
Zhan Zhen thought and replied: "it's strange everywhere."
Xiansheng grabbed the quilt and thought about it for a while. He also felt that he was unwilling to eat the tonic cream. It seemed that he was not like a woman. He lowered his eyelashes and lifted it up weakly. He spoke again, and his voice softened: "Xianggong."
Zhan Zhen's brain, which is rapidly sorting out information, calls him to stop. He subconsciously looks at Xiansheng and asks in a softer voice: "what's the matter?"
"Can't you Accept the real me? " With shame, Xiansheng said slowly, "why do I have to eat that? I'm not in good health. It's easy to dress and do things like this. If I'm old Don't I have to bear a lot of weight for no reason? "
At first glance, it makes sense.
After a pause, Zhan Zhen still insisted that Lady, it's getting more and more strange. "
Xiansheng looks at him and suddenly hooks his finger.
Zhan Zhen
"You, come here a little bit."
Zhan Zhen bent over on the bed, and Xiansheng pursed his lips. His long eyelashes were as black as crow wings, casting a shadow on his eyelids.
There is a saying that beauty is more beautiful under the lamp, and the hazy beauty is more and more fascinating.
"Come a little bit more," he said
Zhan Zhen then drew closer and fixed his eyes on his face. The next second, his cheek was suddenly kissed by Xiansheng.
He stopped and looked at his long black hair. His slender neck was slightly stretched because he supported his head to kiss himself, showing a sharp and bony beauty. After lying down, he converged back and became pale and fragile -
subconsciously, he put the tip of his tongue on the top of his cheek.Listen to his voice low soft like sounds of nature: "tell me, where do I make you feel strange?"
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Zhan Yin likes plum blossom cake, but she doesn't like pea cake, but she's gagged. Under her brother's cold eyes, she doesn't dare to say anything.
Xiansheng tries to see something from Zhan Zhen's face, but when he stares at Zhan Zhen, the latter stares at Zhan Yin for a moment, so he has to take his eyes back, and Zhan Zhen also takes his eyes back.
Zhan Yin, who was let go, left the pea cake in her mouth and replaced it with plum cake. By the way, she had a sneak look at the other pastry.
Xiansheng frowned and realized that it was the reason for the crispy spot. He tried to piece together the complete words in Zhan Yin's mouth -
Ping? Ping what?
But in any case, I can't figure out what this "flat" and pastry can have to do with each other.
He stood up, in Zhan Yin's eyes, took up the dish of different pastry, first handed it to Zhan Yin, and said gently: "I don't know if my mother has left it for you."
All handed to the front, Zhan Yin blushed, silently stretched out her hand to pinch a piece, on one side of Zhan Jin's fingers on the table slightly tightened, and then slowly left the table, but the plate of crispy spots was inevitably handed to her: "ah Jin?"
He looked embarrassed and said slowly, "my mother also left me one, so I won't eat it."
On one side, Zhan Yin covers her mouth to hide her surprise and smile. While Xiansheng calmly puts the pastry back. He caresses her sleeve and sits down on the chair, saying: "ah Jin also has it. His highness says it's used to mend her body. I thought it's my only share."
Zhan Jin
He looks a little guilty. Xiansheng takes everything into his eyes and determines the problem of crispness. But he is a man. Even if he plays a woman again, no one can tell him about a woman's physiology. For a while, there is still no definite answer.
The Erhe pot soup on the table is gradually making a sound of gudu. Xiansheng puts vegetables in it first, and takes the initiative to break the strange atmosphere. Soon, Zhan Yin began to chatter about things in the palace.
Zhan Hua is sober, but because he is too close to her, he is suffering from too much impact and many fractures on his body. It will take him at least half a year to get better, which means that he can't go hunting in spring. Princess Rong worries about this. One of her two sons died in battle, and now only Zhan Hua is left. She hopes that he can make a breakthrough, in case of any real injury, It's impossible to be reused by the Jin emperor in this life. How can we not worry.
Qingrong's hand is completely gone. She was originally left-handed, but this time Qin Yi directly abandoned her left hand. She has been crying for two days, and she went to the emperor of Jin to cry, asking that Qin Yi be arrested as soon as possible to avenge her.
When it comes to Qingrong, Zhan Yin's face is still a little tangled. Obviously, she put the other party's words in her heart that day. Zhan Zhen didn't pay attention to her mood. She only lightly reminded her: "be careful with the knife in her hand."
Zhan Jin eats quietly throughout the whole process, looks calm and seldom talks. She only answers when asked occasionally.
Xiansheng is warm and sweating. He can't even hold back a few mouthfuls of spicy food. His cheeks and lips are red. Zhan Zhen almost can't hold back the color of Hibiscus on his sick face. He glances at his sister and doesn't control her expression, so he puts a big mouthful of pepper in her mouth.
Halfway through the meal, Jiang Qin suddenly comes over and says he has something to report to Zhan Zhen.
There is no custom for men and women to avoid suspicion in the northern countries. Zhan Zhen directly asks people to call him in to have dinner together. Jiang Qin lifts the curtain and comes in. When he sees Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin, he complains.
Zhan Zhen said, "eat first, warm up, and talk about something later."
Jiang Qin had been out all day, but he didn't have any food. His servant girl added a bowl and chopsticks, and he said thanks again. Zhan Zhen suddenly looked sideways and said, "what's the matter today? Suddenly stiff? "
"Isn't there a woman's family?" Jiang Qin couldn't help looking at the wound on Zhan Jin's forehead and said casually, "is the sixth Princess better?"
Zhan Jin was stunned and said in a low voice, "thank you very much. I'm much better."
The Jiang family has been a famous general for generations. Jiang Qin's father is a famous Wu'an general. But now he is old enough, Jiang Shan has entrusted him to the younger generation. Jiang Qin is his old son and has been very popular since he was a child. Although he is only an assistant general around Zhan Zhen, everyone is used to calling him a little general.
Jiang Qin nodded, Zhan Yin suddenly frowned, strange way: "when do you know ah Jin?"
As soon as Jiang Qin wanted to say something, Zhan Jin took the lead in explaining: "I was injured two days ago and fainted. It was the doctor that the young general took me to see."
"Ah, yes..."
"Here's to the little general." Zhan Jin once again interrupted his words, raised his glass and handed it over with a smile. Jiang Qin was stunned for a while, so he had to drink.
Jiang Qin is also a dissolute prodigal son. His words are funny and humorous, which makes Zhan Yin giggle. Xiansheng is not in good health and is not suitable for drinking, so he drinks a few more cups of tea.
When the dinner is over, Zhan Zhen and Jiang Qin go to the study to talk, while Xiansheng sends Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin out of the house. He realizes that Zhan Jin seems to have some desire to talk, but after all, he doesn't say anything. He gets into the carriage and leaves with Zhan Yin.In this room, after talking about business, Zhan Zhen suddenly asked Jiang Qin, "ah Jin didn't follow you to see the doctor that day?"
"This..." Jiang Qin hesitated and seemed to be struggling with something.
Zhan Zhen saw through at a glance and said, "ah Jin has never liked doctors. He knows some medical skills. He has a minor illness and pain. He has been cured by himself. If he doesn't follow you, it's reasonable."
"That's right." Jiang Qin did not continue to hide, said: "at that time, not long after you left, she woke up and knew that I was going to take her to see a doctor, so she said no, I had to send her back to the palace and told me not to tell anyone before I went in."
"It's a strange habit of him."
Jiang Qin didn't know much about it either, but when the report was finished, he said, "my subordinates have retired."
"It's snowy. Be careful."
Zhan Zhen watched him leave, got up and went back to his room. As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw that Xiansheng was sitting in front of the table coldly, with the plate of "Yunv Fengru Su" on the table.
"Everyone is gone. Your highness should be able to tell me the real function of the pastry."
Zhan Zhen walked in slowly, sat down in front of him, raised his hand to support his cheek, and praised: "the princess has become more and more beautiful these two days."
Xiansheng was not fooled by him at all. He said coolly, "it's said that the northern dignitaries always have the custom of entertaining ladies after their wedding. I'm not in good health. This banquet can only be postponed for a while, but it still needs to be done. When the time comes, put this cake on, and someone will tell me what it is."
“…… You'll be laughed at for that. "
"Do you say it or not?" Zhan Zhen is so angry that he always gets angry when he opens his mouth.
Zhan Zhen had no choice but to put away his joking attitude. He twirled his fingers around the cup and slowly said in a low voice: "yuelv helps the milk book."
“？” Xiansheng said, "are your teeth leaking?"
Zhan Zhen takes a look at his chest and always feels embarrassed to say it. But if Xiansheng really goes to the banquet for Shangjing lady, he is afraid that it will be even more embarrassing. He weighs it for a moment and has to reluctantly tell him: "Yunv Fengru su."
Xiansheng heard it clearly, but he didn't understand the effect for a moment. After a while, he suddenly regained his consciousness. His face was white and blue for a moment, and he was very good-looking.
It turned out that I was not suspicious, but
He was a little shy, a little annoyed, and a little at a loss.
Zhan Zhen observed his expression and said tentatively, "I know that the princess has been ill since she was a child, and she is forbidden to eat meat, so she is withered. This is the secret system of the imperial palace of the northern Jin Dynasty. My mother said that it will work in seven days."
Xiansheng bites his lips. It's no wonder that Zhan Zhen's eyes have been longing for the pastry these two days. Xiansheng always thinks it's strange. Now when he recalls it, he finds that it's just looking at a pig's eyes eating the feed. As for why he's longing, because he's waiting for a mouthful of fat red roast meat!
He felt ridiculous and ridiculous in his heart, and gradually he felt humiliated again, and his heart began to fire again, "you Cough, cough
Zhan Zhen immediately came around and stroked his back, but he pushed him away, "stay away from me!"
Zhan Zhen pulled a stool and sat down beside the screen. When he slowed down, he said, "Why are you angry?"
Xiansheng is right and strong: "who let you be good at making suggestions, make it up to me Where is it? "
"You've been reluctant to share your room with me. I've been thinking about it all alone. The princess is calm. I think it's because of her low self-esteem. In order not to hurt your self-esteem, so..."
Xiansheng couldn't bear it: "you're a smooth person, you're a low self-esteem person!"
Zhan Zhen silently looked at his chest and then looked at him. Xiansheng subconsciously protected him with one hand, and then he felt more and more ridiculous. He held back for a while and angrily accused him, "what do you want to show off?"
Zhan Zhen took the opportunity to coax him: "if you have a good milk supplement, you can show off to the orphan in March."
Xiansheng fried hair: "zhanluelue!"
"My name is Zhan Zhen."
"Zhanluelue zhanlue zhanlue!"
“……” The title used to sound like a mockery to Zhan Zhen for abandoning the city and nearly losing his life. That battle was a scar in Zhan Zhen's heart. The newborn calf was not afraid of heaven and earth. As a result, he was slapped loudly as soon as he entered the battlefield and photographed him directly from Nanliang to Beijin. He was full of shame.
But now, with the provocative shouts of Xiansheng, he suddenly feels a little cute.
Is it because I can't find the words to curse, so I have to stab him with this nickname?
Zhan Zhen said, "try again."
"Zhan luelue Lue! “
“……” Zhan Zhen suddenly pulls the chair in front of him. Xiansheng pulls the chair back reflexively, but the chair just pulled out is suddenly caught by him. Zhan Zhen directly brings him to the front, then hugs his waist and kisses him.
Xiansheng was kissed by him for about half a cup of tea. He was out of breath, and his heart almost stopped beating. Finally, he was let go. Before his waist left, Zhan Zhen deliberately said, "I have to force you to block your mouth."
"You..."
Zhan Zhen waited patiently for him to come up with something new——"Slightly smelly! You deserve to have lost so badly
Zhan Zhen raised his mouth and pressed his hand. He lifted Xiansheng's waist and sat down on his leg. Then he gave him a kiss on his face: "later, if you shout slightly, you will acquiesce. You want to kiss."
“……” Xiansheng covers his face and stares at him for a while. Zhan Zhen kisses him again and says, "well behaved, don't be angry. It's wrong."
Xiansheng is good at covering the other side of his face. Zhanzhen kisses him on the forehead again. He can't cover it, so he can only stare at him.
Zhan Zhen spoiled his nose and said, "you're still angry because you've made a mistake."
Xiansheng said: "emotion is not controlled by reason."
Zhan Zhen held him in his arms, but Xiansheng couldn't push him away, so he had to let him hold him. He felt more and more like some kind of sticky big animal - the annoying one!
He covered his face and frowned. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been influenced by Zhan Zhen recently. He didn't like to lose his temper before, and he couldn't lift his spirits about anything. But Zhan Zhen's casual words could refresh his mind and make him "energetic".
He gradually calms down in Zhan Zhen's arms, thinking that this is absolutely not the case. He has to please Zhan Zhen rather than lose his temper with him, so as to ensure that before he is found, Zhan Zhen has a good impression on him enough to listen to him say a few words before he dies and let Nanliang live.
He calmly, put a light voice, said: "I'm not angry, you let me go."
Zhan Zhen asked, "are you serious?"
While telling himself to be calm, Xiansheng replied: "seriously."
Zhan Zhen put down his heart and said immediately, "let's have another crisp."
This delicious pastry is handed to him again. Xiansheng looks at it quietly, quietly
Then suddenly he stretched out his hand and knocked it out: "you get out of here! Don't touch me! Don't hold me! Get out, get out! "
The preserved fruit on the plate was scattered all over the floor. Xiansheng grabbed the wooden fruit plate and beat him out. Then he closed the door and sat panting at the table, covering his lips and coughing.
There seems to be something scraping in his throat, which is the reason why he has just made excessive efforts to make his voice. His voice is usually very light, because of lung disease, his voice is slightly hoarse, and it is very comfortable to speak in a low voice. Once he raises his voice, he will be hoarse, and even some syllables will not be uttered due to shortness of breath.
Zhan Zhen also finds that he has been teased too much, and he doesn't dare to come back to annoy him. Yuehua and Ruyi stand outside, and they all hang their heads.
His royal highness, in the face of people other than Princess Xiansheng, even with a smile, also gives people a very heartless feeling.
It took Xiansheng too much effort to drive Zhan Zhen away. He fell on the table and his brain began to faint.
No matter what, he will never eat the pastry again. In case it doesn't work, Zhan Zhen will doubt if something is wrong. After all, it's not impossible to find out the truth.
He was lying on his stomach and motionless. Suddenly there was a crash at the window. Something hit the window, and there was the sound of wings fluttering. Xiansheng looked sideways and raised his ears. There was a moment of silence, and then there came the sound of the window being knocked.
Is it a bird that can't find food in winter?
With his weak body, Xiansheng slowly got up and went to the window. He raised his hand and opened it. He saw a snow pigeon. It was snow-white. His body was made of snow. His mouth was a sharp piece of wood, and his eyes were dark. He even used cinnabar to light two balls of red on his cheeks. Because he had no feet, he looked like squatting on the lattice of the window. He was charming and lifelike.
Suddenly there was a gurgling voice in my ear. The voice said, "princess, are you still angry?"
"Yes," said Xiansheng
"Zhan Zhen is actually for your own good. For my sake, can you forgive him?"
Xiansheng's eyes fell on the self claimed beautiful snow pigeon and said mercilessly, "what are you, dare to influence my decision?"
"Pigeon" for a short time mute, and said: "in fact, zhanzhen this is also for the princess, worried that you will inferiority
"I don't feel inferior."
"Can you have sex with Zhan Zhen tonight?"
"His spring and autumn dream." Xiansheng reaches out and takes the pigeon into the room, then closes the window.
He put the pigeon on the fruit plate and said, "you talk again."
The pigeon was silent.
Xiansheng snorts. After undressing, he climbs to the bed and rolls up the quilt to wrap himself. After a while, he turns to look at the pigeon in the fruit tray. Suddenly, he can't help laughing. After laughing, he feels puzzled again. He is obviously angry. How can he suddenly be happy?
Reason made him stiff.
The temperature in the room soon made the pigeons start to melt. After a while, Xiansheng felt regret again.
Although Zhan luelue is not a good thing, his handicrafts are really good. I don't know which ice sculpture master I learned from.
He pushed the window open again, climbed up Xiaotan again, leaned out his neck, looked left and right, and made sure Zhan Zhen didn't hide on one side. He took the pigeon out of the fruit tray and put it out of the window again. He also carefully put back the pigeon's mouth.It's a pity that Zhan Zhen is not as skillful as he is. He feels ugly no matter how he puts it.
Xiansheng left and right check, just want not so, pigeon's eyes followed to fall down, he pause, gently to the palm of the hand he breath, and then pinch the bead, clumsily to press back.
Zhan Zhen's head came out of the corner of the wall, and he could see all his movements. He put his hands around his chest and said: right and wrong.
In this chamber, as soon as Xiansheng let go, his other eye also fell down. He finally took back his cold hand and breathed out a little. He watched the vivid pigeon turn into a "pigeon soup".
"He tosses me, you toss me too." Xiansheng complains that he can't hold it up, so he raises his hand to close the window and gets into the bed again with the hand stove in his arms.
He didn't care where Zhan Zhen went to sleep. He was always in the prince's mansion. He couldn't freeze.
He fell asleep at ease. In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt someone pushing him, "princess?"
It was Yuehua's voice. Xiansheng couldn't open his eyes and asked, "what's the matter?"
"His royal highness is still standing at the gate. The winter in the north is not as good as that in the south. What if it's frozen?"
"Why is he standing..."
"He said the princess would not let him in." Yuehua said: "we are in the northern Jin Dynasty, Princess Let him in first. "
Xiansheng frowned and became sober. Yuehua is in a dilemma because it's a couple's private affair. She may not be able to manage it well. However, this is the northern Jin Dynasty. He is a princess of Daliang. She refuses the prince of the northern Jin Dynasty in the middle of the night. She understands that the young couple is upset. If she doesn't understand, she may say that he is proud of his favor. She still has to do her duty to remind her.
This Zhan Zhen
Xiansheng was so sleepy that he couldn't get out of his temper. He said helplessly, "let him in."
Ruyi went to invite him. After a while, she came back to tell him: "Your Highness said that the princess beat him out I want to hear the princess say, "let me in."
“……” Xiansheng paralyzed for a while, so he had to put on his clothes and get out of bed. As soon as he got to the door, he was suddenly lifted up like a child and came back. Zhan Zhen said, "all out."
Ruyi and Yuehua dare not disobey their orders. They bow down and close the door.
Xiansheng was put back on the bed by him, but he frowned: "you still have the incense coming out of the room. You haven't been waiting outside."
Zhan Zhen doesn't think that's a problem at all: "will you go out and stand for a while?"
"Forget it."
Does it matter how long he stands? What's important is how outsiders pass on. Xiansheng took off his coat and tucked it back in the quilt. He said, "I'm going to sleep. Don't make any noise."
"Good," said Zhan Zhen
Xiansheng closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them again: "don't look at me."
"I have to admit my mistake."
"Your mistake is to give me milk tonic when you say it wrong." Xiansheng was still angry: "I said no."
"Then go to sleep." Zhan Zhen was afraid that he would be angry again. He said in a warm voice, "I'm just sitting, absolutely not moving."
Xiansheng closed his eyes twice and opened them again. "You should die as soon as possible. I won't do what you want."
Zhan Zhen looked at him and said thoughtfully, "your reaction is really strange."
The heart of salty Sheng jumps, for a moment startled uncertain, cold way: "where strange?"
Zhan Zhen thought and replied: "it's strange everywhere."
Xiansheng grabbed the quilt and thought about it for a while. He also felt that he was unwilling to eat the tonic cream. It seemed that he was not like a woman. He lowered his eyelashes and lifted it up weakly. He spoke again, and his voice softened: "Xianggong."
Zhan Zhen's brain, which is rapidly sorting out information, calls him to stop. He subconsciously looks at Xiansheng and asks in a softer voice: "what's the matter?"
"Can't you Accept the real me? " With shame, Xiansheng said slowly, "why do I have to eat that? I'm not in good health. It's easy to dress and do things like this. If I'm old Don't I have to bear a lot of weight for no reason? "
At first glance, it makes sense.
After a pause, Zhan Zhen still insisted that Lady, it's getting more and more strange. "
Xiansheng looks at him and suddenly hooks his finger.
Zhan Zhen
"You, come here a little bit."
Zhan Zhen bent over on the bed, and Xiansheng pursed his lips. His long eyelashes were as black as crow wings, casting a shadow on his eyelids.
There is a saying that beauty is more beautiful under the lamp, and the hazy beauty is more and more fascinating.
"Come a little bit more," he said
Zhan Zhen then drew closer and fixed his eyes on his face. The next second, his cheek was suddenly kissed by Xiansheng.
He stopped and looked at his long black hair. His slender neck was slightly stretched because he supported his head to kiss himself, showing a sharp and bony beauty. After lying down, he converged back and became pale and fragile -
subconsciously, he put the tip of his tongue on the top of his cheek.Listen to his voice low soft like sounds of nature: "tell me, where do I make you feel strange?"
Zhan Yin likes plum blossom cake, but she doesn't like pea cake, but she's gagged. Under her brother's cold eyes, she doesn't dare to say anything. Xiansheng tries to see something from Zhan Zhen's face, but when he stares at Zhan Zhen, the latter stares at Zhan Yin for a moment, so he has to take his eyes back, and Zhan Zhen also takes his eyes back. Zhan Yin, who was let go, left the pea cake in her mouth and replaced it with plum cake. By the way, she had a sneak look at the other pastry. Xiansheng frowned and realized that it was the reason for the crispy spot. He tried to piece together the complete words in Zhan Yin's mouth - Ping? Ping what? But in any case, I can't figure out what this "flat" and pastry can have to do with each other. He stood up, in Zhan Yin's eyes, took up the dish of different pastry, first handed it to Zhan Yin, and said gently: "I don't know if my mother has left it for you." All handed to the front, Zhan Yin blushed, silently stretched out her hand to pinch a piece, on one side of Zhan Jin's fingers on the table slightly tightened, and then slowly left the table, but the plate of crispy spots was inevitably handed to her: "ah Jin?" He looked embarrassed and said slowly, "my mother also left me one, so I won't eat it." On one side, Zhan Yin covers her mouth to hide her surprise and smile. While Xiansheng calmly puts the pastry back. He caresses her sleeve and sits down on the chair, saying: "ah Jin also has it. His highness says it's used to mend her body. I thought it's my only share." Zhan Jin He looks a little guilty. Xiansheng takes everything into his eyes and determines the problem of crispness. But he is a man. Even if he plays a woman again, no one can tell him about a woman's physiology. For a while, there is still no definite answer. The Erhe pot soup on the table is gradually making a sound of gudu. Xiansheng puts vegetables in it first, and takes the initiative to break the strange atmosphere. Soon, Zhan Yin began to chatter about things in the palace. Zhan Hua is sober, but because he is too close to her, he is suffering from too much impact and many fractures on his body. It will take him at least half a year to get better, which means that he can't go hunting in spring. Princess Rong worries about this. One of her two sons died in battle, and now only Zhan Hua is left. She hopes that he can make a breakthrough, in case of any real injury, It's impossible to be reused by the Jin emperor in this life. How can we not worry. Qingrong's hand is completely gone. She was originally left-handed, but this time Qin Yi directly abandoned her left hand. She has been crying for two days, and she went to the emperor of Jin to cry, asking that Qin Yi be arrested as soon as possible to avenge her. When it comes to Qingrong, Zhan Yin's face is still a little tangled. Obviously, she put the other party's words in her heart that day. Zhan Zhen didn't pay attention to her mood. She only lightly reminded her: "be careful with the knife in her hand." Zhan Jin eats quietly throughout the whole process, looks calm and seldom talks. She only answers when asked occasionally. Xiansheng is warm and sweating. He can't even hold back a few mouthfuls of spicy food. His cheeks and lips are red. Zhan Zhen almost can't hold back the color of Hibiscus on his sick face. He glances at his sister and doesn't control her expression, so he puts a big mouthful of pepper in her mouth. Halfway through the meal, Jiang Qin suddenly comes over and says he has something to report to Zhan Zhen. There is no custom for men and women to avoid suspicion in the northern countries. Zhan Zhen directly asks people to call him in to have dinner together. Jiang Qin lifts the curtain and comes in. When he sees Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin, he complains. Zhan Zhen said, "eat first, warm up, and talk about something later." Jiang Qin had been out all day, but he didn't have any food. His servant girl added a bowl and chopsticks, and he said thanks again. Zhan Zhen suddenly looked sideways and said, "what's the matter today? Suddenly stiff? " "Isn't there a woman's family?" Jiang Qin couldn't help looking at the wound on Zhan Jin's forehead and said casually, "is the sixth Princess better?" Zhan Jin was stunned and said in a low voice, "thank you very much. I'm much better." The Jiang family has been a famous general for generations. Jiang Qin's father is a famous Wu'an general. But now he is old enough, Jiang Shan has entrusted him to the younger generation. Jiang Qin is his old son and has been very popular since he was a child. Although he is only an assistant general around Zhan Zhen, everyone is used to calling him a little general. Jiang Qin nodded, Zhan Yin suddenly frowned, strange way: "when do you know ah Jin?" As soon as Jiang Qin wanted to say something, Zhan Jin took the lead in explaining: "I was injured two days ago and fainted. It was the doctor that the young general took me to see." "Ah, yes..." "Here's to the little general." Zhan Jin once again interrupted his words, raised his glass and handed it over with a smile. Jiang Qin was stunned for a while, so he had to drink. Jiang Qin is also a dissolute prodigal son. His words are funny and humorous, which makes Zhan Yin giggle. Xiansheng is not in good health and is not suitable for drinking, so he drinks a few more cups of tea. When the dinner is over, Zhan Zhen and Jiang Qin go to the study to talk, while Xiansheng sends Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin out of the house. He realizes that Zhan Jin seems to have some desire to talk, but after all, he doesn't say anything. He gets into the carriage and leaves with Zhan Yin.In this room, after talking about business, Zhan Zhen suddenly asked Jiang Qin, "ah Jin didn't follow you to see the doctor that day?" "This..." Jiang Qin hesitated and seemed to be struggling with something. Zhan Zhen saw through at a glance and said, "ah Jin has never liked doctors. He knows some medical skills. He has a minor illness and pain. He has been cured by himself. If he doesn't follow you, it's reasonable." "That's right." Jiang Qin did not continue to hide, said: "at that time, not long after you left, she woke up and knew that I was going to take her to see a doctor, so she said no, I had to send her back to the palace and told me not to tell anyone before I went in." "It's a strange habit of him." Jiang Qin didn't know much about it either, but when the report was finished, he said, "my subordinates have retired." "It's snowy. Be careful." Zhan Zhen watched him leave, got up and went back to his room. As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw that Xiansheng was sitting in front of the table coldly, with the plate of "Yunv Fengru Su" on the table. "Everyone is gone. Your highness should be able to tell me the real function of the pastry." Zhan Zhen walked in slowly, sat down in front of him, raised his hand to support his cheek, and praised: "the princess has become more and more beautiful these two days." Xiansheng was not fooled by him at all. He said coolly, "it's said that the northern dignitaries always have the custom of entertaining ladies after their wedding. I'm not in good health. This banquet can only be postponed for a while, but it still needs to be done. When the time comes, put this cake on, and someone will tell me what it is." You'll be laughed at for that. " "Do you say it or not?" Zhan Zhen is so angry that he always gets angry when he opens his mouth. Zhan Zhen had no choice but to put away his joking attitude. He twirled his fingers around the cup and slowly said in a low voice: "yuelv helps the milk book." Xiansheng said, "are your teeth leaking?" Zhan Zhen takes a look at his chest and always feels embarrassed to say it. But if Xiansheng really goes to the banquet for Shangjing lady, he is afraid that it will be even more embarrassing. He weighs it for a moment and has to reluctantly tell him: "Yunv Fengru su." Xiansheng heard it clearly, but he didn't understand the effect for a moment. After a while, he suddenly regained his consciousness. His face was white and blue for a moment, and he was very good-looking. It turned out that I was not suspicious, but He was a little shy, a little annoyed, and a little at a loss. Zhan Zhen observed his expression and said tentatively, "I know that the princess has been ill since she was a child, and she is forbidden to eat meat, so she is withered. This is the secret system of the imperial palace of the northern Jin Dynasty. My mother said that it will work in seven days." Xiansheng bites his lips. It's no wonder that Zhan Zhen's eyes have been longing for the pastry these two days. Xiansheng always thinks it's strange. Now when he recalls it, he finds that it's just looking at a pig's eyes eating the feed. As for why he's longing, because he's waiting for a mouthful of fat red roast meat! He felt ridiculous and ridiculous in his heart, and gradually he felt humiliated again, and his heart began to fire again, "you Cough, cough Zhan Zhen immediately came around and stroked his back, but he pushed him away, "stay away from me!" Zhan Zhen pulled a stool and sat down beside the screen. When he slowed down, he said, "Why are you angry?" Xiansheng is right and strong: "who let you be good at making suggestions, make it up to me Where is it? " "You've been reluctant to share your room with me. I've been thinking about it all alone. The princess is calm. I think it's because of her low self-esteem. In order not to hurt your self-esteem, so..." Xiansheng couldn't bear it: "you're a smooth person, you're a low self-esteem person!" Zhan Zhen silently looked at his chest and then looked at him. Xiansheng subconsciously protected him with one hand, and then he felt more and more ridiculous. He held back for a while and angrily accused him, "what do you want to show off?" Zhan Zhen took the opportunity to coax him: "if you have a good milk supplement, you can show off to the orphan in March." Xiansheng fried hair: "zhanluelue!" "My name is Zhan Zhen." "Zhanluelue zhanlue zhanlue!" The title used to sound like a mockery to Zhan Zhen for abandoning the city and nearly losing his life. That battle was a scar in Zhan Zhen's heart. The newborn calf was not afraid of heaven and earth. As a result, he was slapped loudly as soon as he entered the battlefield and photographed him directly from Nanliang to Beijin. He was full of shame. But now, with the provocative shouts of Xiansheng, he suddenly feels a little cute. Is it because I can't find the words to curse, so I have to stab him with this nickname? Zhan Zhen said, "try again." "Zhan luelue Lue! Zhan Zhen suddenly pulls the chair in front of him. Xiansheng pulls the chair back reflexively, but the chair just pulled out is suddenly caught by him. Zhan Zhen directly brings him to the front, then hugs his waist and kisses him. Xiansheng was kissed by him for about half a cup of tea. He was out of breath, and his heart almost stopped beating. Finally, he was let go. Before his waist left, Zhan Zhen deliberately said, "I have to force you to block your mouth." "You..." Zhan Zhen waited patiently for him to come up with something new"Slightly smelly! You deserve to have lost so badly Zhan Zhen raised his mouth and pressed his hand. He lifted Xiansheng's waist and sat down on his leg. Then he gave him a kiss on his face: "later, if you shout slightly, you will acquiesce. You want to kiss." Xiansheng covers his face and stares at him for a while. Zhan Zhen kisses him again and says, "well behaved, don't be angry. It's wrong." Xiansheng is good at covering the other side of his face. Zhanzhen kisses him on the forehead again. He can't cover it, so he can only stare at him. Zhan Zhen spoiled his nose and said, "you're still angry because you've made a mistake." Xiansheng said: "emotion is not controlled by reason." Zhan Zhen held him in his arms, but Xiansheng couldn't push him away, so he had to let him hold him. He felt more and more like some kind of sticky big animal - the annoying one! He covered his face and frowned. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been influenced by Zhan Zhen recently. He didn't like to lose his temper before, and he couldn't lift his spirits about anything. But Zhan Zhen's casual words could refresh his mind and make him "energetic". He gradually calms down in Zhan Zhen's arms, thinking that this is absolutely not the case. He has to please Zhan Zhen rather than lose his temper with him, so as to ensure that before he is found, Zhan Zhen has a good impression on him enough to listen to him say a few words before he dies and let Nanliang live. He calmly, put a light voice, said: "I'm not angry, you let me go." Zhan Zhen asked, "are you serious?" While telling himself to be calm, Xiansheng replied: "seriously." Zhan Zhen put down his heart and said immediately, "let's have another crisp." This delicious pastry is handed to him again. Xiansheng looks at it quietly, quietly Then suddenly he stretched out his hand and knocked it out: "you get out of here! Don't touch me! Don't hold me! Get out, get out! " The preserved fruit on the plate was scattered all over the floor. Xiansheng grabbed the wooden fruit plate and beat him out. Then he closed the door and sat panting at the table, covering his lips and coughing. There seems to be something scraping in his throat, which is the reason why he has just made excessive efforts to make his voice. His voice is usually very light, because of lung disease, his voice is slightly hoarse, and it is very comfortable to speak in a low voice. Once he raises his voice, he will be hoarse, and even some syllables will not be uttered due to shortness of breath. Zhan Zhen also finds that he has been teased too much, and he doesn't dare to come back to annoy him. Yuehua and Ruyi stand outside, and they all hang their heads. His royal highness, in the face of people other than Princess Xiansheng, even with a smile, also gives people a very heartless feeling. It took Xiansheng too much effort to drive Zhan Zhen away. He fell on the table and his brain began to faint. No matter what, he will never eat the pastry again. In case it doesn't work, Zhan Zhen will doubt if something is wrong. After all, it's not impossible to find out the truth. He was lying on his stomach and motionless. Suddenly there was a crash at the window. Something hit the window, and there was the sound of wings fluttering. Xiansheng looked sideways and raised his ears. There was a moment of silence, and then there came the sound of the window being knocked. Is it a bird that can't find food in winter? With his weak body, Xiansheng slowly got up and went to the window. He raised his hand and opened it. He saw a snow pigeon. It was snow-white. His body was made of snow. His mouth was a sharp piece of wood, and his eyes were dark. He even used cinnabar to light two balls of red on his cheeks. Because he had no feet, he looked like squatting on the lattice of the window. He was charming and lifelike. Suddenly there was a gurgling voice in my ear. The voice said, "princess, are you still angry?" "Yes," said Xiansheng "Zhan Zhen is actually for your own good. For my sake, can you forgive him?" Xiansheng's eyes fell on the self claimed beautiful snow pigeon and said mercilessly, "what are you, dare to influence my decision?" "Pigeon" for a short time mute, and said: "in fact, zhanzhen this is also for the princess, worried that you will inferiority "I don't feel inferior." "Can you have sex with Zhan Zhen tonight?" "His spring and autumn dream." Xiansheng reaches out and takes the pigeon into the room, then closes the window. He put the pigeon on the fruit plate and said, "you talk again." The pigeon was silent. Xiansheng snorts. After undressing, he climbs to the bed and rolls up the quilt to wrap himself. After a while, he turns to look at the pigeon in the fruit tray. Suddenly, he can't help laughing. After laughing, he feels puzzled again. He is obviously angry. How can he suddenly be happy? Reason made him stiff. The temperature in the room soon made the pigeons start to melt. After a while, Xiansheng felt regret again. Although Zhan luelue is not a good thing, his handicrafts are really good. I don't know which ice sculpture master I learned from. He pushed the window open again, climbed up Xiaotan again, leaned out his neck, looked left and right, and made sure Zhan Zhen didn't hide on one side. He took the pigeon out of the fruit tray and put it out of the window again. He also carefully put back the pigeon's mouth.It's a pity that Zhan Zhen is not as skillful as he is. He feels ugly no matter how he puts it. Xiansheng left and right check, just want not so, pigeon's eyes followed to fall down, he pause, gently to the palm of the hand he breath, and then pinch the bead, clumsily to press back. Zhan Zhen's head came out of the corner of the wall, and he could see all his movements. He put his hands around his chest and said: right and wrong. In this chamber, as soon as Xiansheng let go, his other eye also fell down. He finally took back his cold hand and breathed out a little. He watched the vivid pigeon turn into a "pigeon soup". "He tosses me, you toss me too." Xiansheng complains that he can't hold it up, so he raises his hand to close the window and gets into the bed again with the hand stove in his arms. He didn't care where Zhan Zhen went to sleep. He was always in the prince's mansion. He couldn't freeze. He fell asleep at ease. In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt someone pushing him, "princess?" It was Yuehua's voice. Xiansheng couldn't open his eyes and asked, "what's the matter?" "His royal highness is still standing at the gate. The winter in the north is not as good as that in the south. What if it's frozen?" "Why is he standing..." "He said the princess would not let him in." Yuehua said: "we are in the northern Jin Dynasty, Princess Let him in first. " Xiansheng frowned and became sober. Yuehua is in a dilemma because it's a couple's private affair. She may not be able to manage it well. However, this is the northern Jin Dynasty. He is a princess of Daliang. She refuses the prince of the northern Jin Dynasty in the middle of the night. She understands that the young couple is upset. If she doesn't understand, she may say that he is proud of his favor. She still has to do her duty to remind her. This Zhan Zhen Xiansheng was so sleepy that he couldn't get out of his temper. He said helplessly, "let him in." Ruyi went to invite him. After a while, she came back to tell him: "Your Highness said that the princess beat him out I want to hear the princess say, "let me in." Xiansheng paralyzed for a while, so he had to put on his clothes and get out of bed. As soon as he got to the door, he was suddenly lifted up like a child and came back. Zhan Zhen said, "all out." Ruyi and Yuehua dare not disobey their orders. They bow down and close the door. Xiansheng was put back on the bed by him, but he frowned: "you still have the incense coming out of the room. You haven't been waiting outside." Zhan Zhen doesn't think that's a problem at all: "will you go out and stand for a while?" "Forget it." Does it matter how long he stands? What's important is how outsiders pass on. Xiansheng took off his coat and tucked it back in the quilt. He said, "I'm going to sleep. Don't make any noise." "Good," said Zhan Zhen Xiansheng closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them again: "don't look at me." "I have to admit my mistake." "Your mistake is to give me milk tonic when you say it wrong." Xiansheng was still angry: "I said no." "Then go to sleep." Zhan Zhen was afraid that he would be angry again. He said in a warm voice, "I'm just sitting, absolutely not moving." Xiansheng closed his eyes twice and opened them again. "You should die as soon as possible. I won't do what you want." Zhan Zhen looked at him and said thoughtfully, "your reaction is really strange." The heart of salty Sheng jumps, for a moment startled uncertain, cold way: "where strange?" Zhan Zhen thought and replied: "it's strange everywhere." Xiansheng grabbed the quilt and thought about it for a while. He also felt that he was unwilling to eat the tonic cream. It seemed that he was not like a woman. He lowered his eyelashes and lifted it up weakly. He spoke again, and his voice softened: "Xianggong." Zhan Zhen's brain, which is rapidly sorting out information, calls him to stop. He subconsciously looks at Xiansheng and asks in a softer voice: "what's the matter?" "Can't you Accept the real me? " With shame, Xiansheng said slowly, "why do I have to eat that? I'm not in good health. It's easy to dress and do things like this. If I'm old Don't I have to bear a lot of weight for no reason? " At first glance, it makes sense. After a pause, Zhan Zhen still insisted that Lady, it's getting more and more strange. " Xiansheng looks at him and suddenly hooks his finger. Zhan Zhen "You, come here a little bit." Zhan Zhen bent over on the bed, and Xiansheng pursed his lips. His long eyelashes were as black as crow wings, casting a shadow on his eyelids. There is a saying that beauty is more beautiful under the lamp, and the hazy beauty is more and more fascinating. "Come a little bit more," he said Zhan Zhen then drew closer and fixed his eyes on his face. The next second, his cheek was suddenly kissed by Xiansheng. He stopped and looked at his long black hair. His slender neck was slightly stretched because he supported his head to kiss himself, showing a sharp and bony beauty. After lying down, he converged back and became pale and fragile - subconsciously, he put the tip of his tongue on the top of his cheek.Listen to his voice low soft like sounds of nature: "tell me, where do I make you feel strange?"
