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Chapter 12
Zhan Zhen's eyes were a bit scary, like a puppy that could not eat meat, making a faint threat.
Xiansheng stretched out his hand to grab the plum: "Since your Royal Highness is unwilling, then I will not go."
Zhan Zhen removed his hand and said, "Is there any reason to take back what I gave out?"
"Then you promised to take me there?"
"see your performance."
Xiansheng was taken back to the house by Zhan Zhen after not staying outside for long, but he was quite satisfied after seeing the snow scene today.
Now in Dajin, he has to get Zhan Zhen's consent to do anything, so he didn't deliberately rushed into him, took the big cloak off and hung it on the screen, Zhan Zhen went to the study, Xiansheng took the book he brought from home Leaning on the small couch in front of the window.
"Princess." Ruyi came to report suddenly: "Princess Zhan Yin came to see you, and the prince asked if you want her to come in."
Speaking of Zhan Yin, Xiansheng thought of the thrill of the carriage that day. He frowned, feeling that Zhan Yin and Zhan Zhen were exactly the same, and he wanted to die with hatred.
But even if Zhan Zhen made the decision for him, Xiansheng couldn't really shut the person out, so he nodded.
Zhan Yin also brought Zhan Jin and Qing Rong, the three of them stomped their feet before entering the house, took off their cloaks, and saluted Xiansheng: "I have seen the emperor's wife, and I heard that the emperor's wife is sick, so I came to see... It’s really not right for the emperor’s wife, so please don’t care about me in general."
"It doesn't matter, don't take it to your heart." Xiansheng said against his will, letting them sit down one after another, and let people serve cakes, but Qingrong said: "The crown princess doesn't have to trouble, I personally made some plum cakes, and it was hot Now, bring it here for you and your Royal Highness to taste."
Ruyi took the pastry and placed it in front of Xiansheng. Xiansheng took a look and praised: "The princess's craftsmanship is really good."
Qing Rong smiled shyly: "The prince concubine is absurd...right? Your Royal Highness is in the study room. I personally give him some of it. It's best to keep this cake hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."
Ruyi looked at Xiansheng, who said: "Come here, show the way for the princess."
There was surprise in Qing Rong's eyes, but he thanked him and followed the girl away.
Zhan Yin stared at Xiansheng as soon as he came in. Zhan Jin was not as straightforward as her. While looking at Xiansheng from the corner of his eye, he pulled Zhan Yin's sleeve.
Suddenly she remembered something, and hurriedly took a box of something from the hand of the maid, and stepped up in two steps: "This is the best balm from my mansion. It is a tribute from other countries. I heard that the production process is complicated, so It’s very valuable. It took me a long time to get it from the queen. The so-called powder is matched with beauty, please accept it."
As soon as she opened the box, Zhan Jin's face changed slightly behind her.
Ruyi's face was also a little stiff. Xiansheng looked down, with an undiminished smile on his face: "It is indeed good. It smells like plum blossoms. The princess is interested."
Zhan Yin couldn't help being happy, and said, "I will put some on my sister-in-law."
Xiansheng stepped back subconsciously, but Zhan Yin had already dipped a little, and leaned over to apply it on his wrist. The woman's fingertips were a little soft, and Xiansheng's eyebrows jumped.
Zhan Yin looked forward to: "Does it smell good?"
"Very good." Xiansheng asked Ruyi to accept it, retracting his hand into his sleeve and holding the furnace, and said: "The production process of this product is indeed complicated. In order to ensure the fineness of the paste, it must be filtered many times before molding, and there should be no residue When it solidifies, it must be in the right place, but even so, if ten boxes are made, at least eight boxes will have blisters or cracks, so the output is very small."
Zhan Yin boasted, "Sister-in-law is amazing! I know all this!"
Xiansheng smiled again: "If you guessed correctly, this should be a tribute from Nanliang shortly after signing the book with his parents."
The room was silent for two seconds. Zhan Yin was also stunned. Just as he was about to explain, he heard Xiansheng say again: "I like it very much, princess, please sit down and eat some cakes."
Zhan Yin backed away with a stiff face, turned his head to look at Zhan Jin, his voice was very low: "How come it was from Nanliang..."
Zhan Jin also gritted her teeth: "You and I pretended to be mysterious and said she would like it. How did I know you chose this one."
"...Will she feel that I am humiliated."
Do you feel humiliated? Anyway, Xiansheng is not very kind to them.
The atmosphere in the house was embarrassing. Qing Rong had already walked to Zhan Zhen's study. The guard Gao Xuan saluted her: "Why is the princess over here in such a heavy snow?"
"I made some food, and the crown prince asked me to bring it personally.
Gao Xuan walked in, and the prince was holding his cheeks and staring at Plum branch, who had just brought it back, with a look a bit like thinking of spring. Gao Xuan coughed and brought the words to him. Zhan Zhen immediately put down his hands and raised his eyebrows: "Prince concubine gave it to you?"
"Exactly."
"Let her in."
His face turned cold, and Qingrong entered the door and blessed himself, "I personally made the plum cake and give it to your Royal Highness while it is hot."
"Xiansheng asked you to come over?"
"Exactly, people led me in particular. Zhan Yin was in it to make up for her. The atmosphere was embarrassing, and I didn't know what to say, so I just followed to find her."
Zhan Zhen rubbed the white jade fingers used for archery on his hand, and a flame jumped in his eyes. Qingrong took out the cake and pushed it in front of him, saying: "Your Highness? What's wrong with you?"
Zhan Zhen looked at her coldly, Qingrong held his breath, but saw his expression change, and slowly eased, and said: "The princess is really considerate, but it's a bit too sweet to eat alone."
Qing Rong did not speak.
How did she become considerate of the pastries she made personally and delivered them to Xiansheng? Even if you don't taste it, you say you can't get used to it, which doesn't mean that you don't like her cooking.
"Lonely go ahead and take a look."
He got up, but backed away, and put away a white hosta on the table.
Qing Rong followed in his footsteps and said, "I used to see His Highness playing with this hairpin. Who else am I supposed to belong to? Now it seems that it is the crown prince?"
Zhan Zhen calmly said, "Exactly."
"It's just a little bit vegetarian, it doesn't look like a crown princess thing in a country."
"She disguised herself as a man and took it off her head by herself."
He kept under his feet, and after two sentences, he had already transferred to the room. Qingrong paused for a while, pinched his fingers, and followed in.
The atmosphere in the house was not so good. Zhan Jin took the lead to get up and salute, and Zhan Yin followed. Xiansheng was about to stay, but he held out his hand.
Zhan Zhen understood her sister quite well, and when she saw her tangled and guilty, she asked, "What else did she do wrong?"
Zhan Yin didn't dare to speak. Xiansheng was about to speak, but he was stopped by him: "Zhan Jin, you say."
Zhan Jin's voice was very low and light. She held her chest and said respectfully: "Ain took the balm from Nanliang to apologize."
Zhan Zhen looked at Zhan Yin, Qing Rong suddenly stepped forward and said: "This must be a misunderstanding. Ain definitely has no other meaning. The princess is very tolerant, so it's definitely not a comparison."
Xiansheng said in his heart, whether he was angry with Zhan Yin or not, he would inevitably be angry in the eyes of outsiders when he said that.
If Zhan Yin apologized today and was misunderstood, he would definitely feel that he had a small belly and would inevitably be targeted in the future.
He felt uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, but Zhan Yin fired a cannon on Qing Rong: "Sister-in-law's tolerant intolerance is her business, use you here to put pressure on you!"
Qingrong: "..."
Zhan Yin looked at her brother-in-law again, and said softly: "I really don't mean anything else. Don't be familiar with me."
Xiansheng suddenly felt funny: "I'm not angry, you really don't care about it."
Zhan Yin wanted to say something, but was kicked out by her brother. She went out unhappy. Zhan Jin comforted her softly, and Qingrong said: "She is obviously angry with you, so why bother to please?"
"What do you know!" Zhan Yin said: "I originally did something wrong, and she should be angry... I think you are so strange today, as if you are deliberately targeting your sister-in-law? What's wrong with you?"
Qing Rong concealed a smile and said: "You think too much, I'm just unfair to you."
"If you are really good for me, you should know that I can't wait to hold the world in front of her and beg her not to get angry!"
"...You are also a woman, don't you be jealous?"
"Are you jealous? Does it work? It's not even her fingertips."
Qingrong: "..."
Her face is a little ugly.
Zhan Yin walked towards the carriage without heart and lungs. Zhan Jin passed by Qingrong and calmed down: "She has always been outspoken, but she is not bad to you."
"I know."
Zhan Jin stepped forward, and Qingrong suddenly flashed her eyes: "You have grown taller recently."
Zhan Jin stopped, his back facing her was thin, but his waist was as straight as a poplar. He could not see her expression, but knew that she had a frosty face. She said weirdly: "You said, big Is it possible that Princess Liang is like you?"
As soon as Zhan Yin and others left, Ruyi was driven out. Only Xiansheng and him were left in the house. He glanced at Zhan Zhen subconsciously and realized that he seemed to be angry.
He was thinking about it, and Zhan Zhen suddenly said: "There are so many girls in the room, why let Qing Rong send cakes to the lonely?"
Xiansheng slowly explained: "It is the princess's own request."
"She asked you to agree. Can't you see that she is thinking about loneliness?"
Xiansheng was a little surprised. It turned out that Zhan Zhen could also see it.
He explained: "My body is not good. You will have to take a few concubine rooms in the future. Princess Qingrong looks extraordinary and cares about you. If the queen mother is willing to let her be a side room... I think it's pretty good."
Zhan Zhen bends his lips, but his eyes are instantly dangerous: "Just after the big wedding, you want to be a lonely concubine? Why, do you think that with a concubine, you can sit back and relax and become a nameless princess without having to wait any longer?"
"No!" Xiansheng knew that he would eat soft or hard, worried that he would rush over again in anger, and grieved: "I am alone in Northern Kingdom, if I seem too jealous, I am afraid that I will be vengeful... it is always you. Didn't tell her clearly, otherwise, would she take the initiative to find you? It's clear that you have caused the romantic debt, how can you blame me?"
At the end, he even reddened his eyes, and turned the pot on him, Zhan Zhen frowned, and said: "Then you are just forced by the situation? I don't want it in my heart?"
Xiansheng did not answer positively: "Which woman would be willing to share her husband with others? Who doesn't want to be pampered alone?"
Zhan Zhen looked at him for a while, wiped the tears from the corner of his eye, and said, "I hope I can be cared by the princess."
"If you want me to care about you, you should also care about me." Xiansheng said flatly, "You are trying to take advantage of me, you don't really like me at all."
Zhan Zhen was hooked by his squeamish expression. He lowered his posture and said, "I only want you because I like you."
"If you really like me, just wait for me to be willing."
Zhan Zhen looked at him and pinched his fingers slightly: "The princess was originally forced to marry the lonely."
"Originally...it was like this."
Zhan Zhen paused, and tentatively said: "What about now?"
"Now..." Xiansheng glanced at him, then suddenly kissed him on the cheek, pretending to be shy, turning his face away, and whispered: "I already like you a little bit now, but it will take some time."
Zhan Zhen stared at him again, and said dumbly: "How long?"
Xiansheng heard that he had given way, and while relaxing, he glanced at him quickly and said, "I won't tell you."
Zhan Zhen's breathing was slightly choked, and his eyes were unsteady, and the soft touch still remained on his cheeks, making him feel like something broke out of the soil in his heart, and his eyes became a spring.
He thought that if Xiansheng had the intention to seduce, he would definitely destroy it in her hands.
The author has something to say: should make it easy for you to see it...what else is it called being careful?
Slightly: Be a lonely king.
Shengsheng: ... please goodbye.