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Chapter 22
Zhan Yin likes plum cakes, but not pea cakes, but was stuffed into her mouth. Under the cold eyes of her brother, she did not dare to say anything.
Xiansheng tried to see something from Zhan Zhen's face, but when he stared at Zhan Zhen, the latter stared at Zhan Yin for an instant. He had to withdraw his sight, and Zhan Zhen also closed his sight.
Zhan Yin, who was let go, weakly threw the pea cake aside, replaced it with plum cake, and took a peek at that special crispy spot.
Xiansheng frowned and realized that it was the reason for the crispness. He tried to piece together the complete words of Zhan Yin——
level……? Ping what?
But in any case, can’t figure out what this ‘ping’ and crisp dots are related to.
He stood up, under Zhan Yin's gaze, picked up the distinctive crispy dish, first handed it to Zhan Yin, and gently said, "I wonder if the mother left it for you."
Zhan Yin blushed, and silently stretched out his hand and squeezed a piece. Zhan Jin on one side tightened his fingers on the table slightly, and then slowly left the table, but it was still unavoidable In front of her: "Ajin?"
He looked embarrassed and said slowly: "The queen also left me a portion, so I won't eat it anymore."
Zhan Yin on one side covered his mouth to conceal his surprise and unstoppable smile, Xiansheng calmly put the crisp points back, he stroked his cuffs, sat down on the chair, and said: "It turns out that Ajin has it too, Your Highness. Saying that this thing is used to replenish the body, I thought I was the only one who was sick."
Zhan Jin: "..."
His expression was a little guilty. Xiansheng took everything into his eyes and confirmed the problem in his heart, but he was originally a man, even if he was a woman again, it was impossible for someone to tell him about the physiology of a woman. For a while, there was still no certainty. answer.
The two-pot soup on the table gradually made a gurgling sound. Xiansheng first put dishes in it, actively breaking the weird atmosphere. Soon, Zhan Yin began to chat about things in the palace.
Zhanhua is already sober, but because he is too close, he has received too much impact, and has many fractures on his body. It will take at least half a year to fully recover. This also means that it is impossible for him to go hunting in the spring. Concubine Rong says There were a few wrinkles in this worry. Her two sons died in battle, and now only Zhanhua is left. She still counts on him to get ahead. If he is really hurt, he will never be reused by Emperor Jin in this life. How can he not? worry.
Qing Rong’s hand is not healed at all. She was originally left-handed, but Qin Yi directly abolished her left hand this time. For the past two days, she has been washing her face with tears, and even ran to Emperor Jin crying, requesting that Qin Yi be treated as soon as possible Capture her and avenge her.
Speaking of Qing Rong, Zhan Yin's face was still a bit tangled. Obviously, he took the other party's words in his heart. Zhan Zhen ignored her emotions and only reminded lightly: "Be careful with the knife in her hand."
Zhan Jin eats quietly throughout the whole process, her expression is calm, she rarely talks, and only responds occasionally when asked.
The Xiansheng who was eating at the pottery was warm and sweaty. He couldn't resist even taking a few mouthfuls of hot pot, his cheeks and lips were red, and the sickly face appeared a bit of hibiscus-like color. Zhan Zhen almost couldn't hold back her look. She glanced at her sister from the corner of her eyes and couldn't control her expression, so she stuffed her with a big mouthful of pepper.
Halfway through the meal, Jiang Qin suddenly came over and said that he had something to report to Zhan Zhen.
Northern Kingdom has no custom for men and women to avoid suspicion. Zhan Zhen directly called him in to have a meal. Jiang Qin opened the curtain and entered, and when he saw Zhan Yin Zhan Jin, he convicted him.
Zhan Zhen said: "I have eaten first, warm up, and talk about other things later."
Jiang Qin ran outside for a day, but he really didn't eat. The maid added the tableware and he thanked him again. Zhan Zhen suddenly looked sideways and joked: "What's the matter today? I suddenly became cautious?"
"Isn't this, is there a female family member?" Jiang Qin couldn't help but floated towards the wound on Zhan Jin's forehead, and said casually: "Is the injury of the sixth princess better?"
Zhan Jin was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, the little general, for caring, I'm much better."
Jiang’s family has been famous for generations. Jiang Qin’s father is the well-known Wu’an General. But now that he is old, Jiangshan has been entrusted to the younger generation. Jiang Qin is his old son and has been very favored since childhood. Zhan Zhen is just a lieutenant, but everyone is used to calling him a little general.
Jiang Qin nodded, Zhan Yin frowned suddenly, and said strangely: "When have you become familiar with Ajin?"
As soon as Jiang Qin was about to say something, Zhan Jin first explained: "I was injured and fainted two days ago. It was the doctor that the little general took me to see."
"Ah, yes..."
"I respect the little general." Zhan Jin interrupted him again, raised a glass and smiled, Jiang Qin was taken aback, and had to drink.
Jiang Qin is also a homeless man. He speaks humorously and makes Zhan Yin giggle. Xiansheng is not in good health and can't drink, so he drank a few more cups of tea.
When the dinner was over, Zhan Zhen took Jiang Qin to the study to talk, and Xiansheng sent Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin out of the house. He noticed that Zhan Jin seemed to be a little bit hesitant to speak, but after all, he didn’t say anything. He got into the carriage and talked with Zhan. Yin left together.
In this room, Zhan Zhen suddenly asked Jiang Qin after talking about official business: "Ajin didn't follow you to see the doctor that day?"
"This..." Jiang Qin hesitated, as if entangled in something.
Zhan Zhen saw it through and said: "Ajin has never liked doctors. He knows some medical skills and has minor illnesses and pains. He is cured by himself. If he didn't let you see it, it would be reasonable."
"That's it." Jiang Qin did not continue to hide, saying: "At that time, she woke up not long after you left. She knew that I was going to take her to see the doctor, so she said no. I had to send her back to the palace before going in. Also told me not to tell anyone."
"His habit is very strange."
Jiang Qin didn't quite understand either, but he had already reported the matter, so he handed over: "Subordinates have retired."
"Snowy roads are slippery, be careful."
Zhan Zhen watched him leave, got up and walked back to the room. As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw Xiansheng sitting coldly at the table with the plate of ‘Jade Girl's Rich Milk Pastry’ on the table.
"Everyone is gone. Your Royal Highness should be able to tell me the true effect of this crisp."
Zhan Zhen walked in slowly, sat down in front of him, raised his hand on his cheek, and praised: "The princess has become more and more beautiful these past few days."
Xiansheng didn't fall for him at all, he said coldly: "I heard that the dignitaries in Northern Kingdom have a custom of entertaining your wives after newlyweds. I am not in good health. This banquet can only be postponed temporarily, but I still have to do it. When you put this pastry on it, someone will naturally tell me what it is."
"...You will be laughed at like that."
"Are you going to tell me?" Zhan Zhen is like a fire, and he always gets excited when he speaks.
Zhan Zhen had to put away his joking attitude, twisting the cup with his fingers, and slowly said in a low voice: "Yuelu Furushu."
"?" Xiansheng said: "Are your teeth leaking?"
Zhan Zhen glanced at his chest, always feeling that it would make him embarrassed to say it, but if Xiansheng really ran to entertain Mrs. Shangjing, it would be even more embarrassing. He weighed it for a moment and had to tell him reluctantly: "Jade Girl's Rich Milk Crisp."
Xiansheng heard it clearly, but didn't understand the effect for a while. After reacting for a while, he suddenly recovered. His face was instantly blue and white, and he was extremely beautiful.
It turned out not to be suspicious, but...
He was a little shy, a little annoyed, and a little overwhelmed.
Zhan Zhen observed his expression, tentatively pleased: "I knew that the princess had been sick since childhood, and was forbidden to eat meat, so she had a shriveled figure. This is the secret system of the Northern Jin imperial palace. The mother said it will be effective in seven days.
Xiansheng bit his lip. It’s no wonder that Zhan Zhen has been looking forward to the past two days when he ate crispy snacks. Xiansheng always felt weird. Only now, when he recalled, he realized that it was just the look in the eyes of a pig eating feed. He is waiting for a bite of fatty braised pork!
He felt ridiculous and absurd in his heart, and gradually felt humiliated again, and his anger rose again, "You...cough cough cough!"
Zhan Zhen immediately came around and stroked his back, but was pushed away by him, "Stay away from me!"
Zhan Zhen pulled the stool and sat beside the screen, waited for him to relax, then said, "Why are you angry?"
Xiansheng is confident: "Who asked you to make up for me...make up there?!"
"You have been reluctant to have the same room with loneliness, and the princess is thinking about it. Princess Ma Pingchuan, thinking it is because of her low self-esteem, so as not to hurt your self-esteem, so..."
Xiansheng couldn't bear it: "You and you are just like Pingchuan, you are inferior!"
Zhan Zhen silently looked at his chest, then looked at him, Xiansheng subconsciously protected it with one hand, and then became more and more absurd. He held back for a while, and angrily accused: "You, what to show off?"
Zhan Zhen took the opportunity to coax him: "If you make good breasts, you can show off to loneliness before March."
Xiansheng fried hair: "Zhan slightly!"
"My name is Zhan Zhen."
"Slightly Zhan, slightly Zhan, slightly Zhan slightly slightly!"
"..." This title was heard to Zhan Zhen in the past. It was mocking him for being beaten by Qin Tao and fleeing from the city, and almost lost his life. That battle was a scar in Zhan Zhen's heart, a newborn calf. He was not afraid of the sky, but he was slapped with a loud slap as soon as he entered the battlefield, and he was directly shot from the Nanliang to the Northern Jin Dynasty, full of humiliation.
But at this moment Xiansheng shouted provocatively, and he suddenly felt a little cute.
Is it because can't find anything to curse, so can only stab him with this nickname?
Zhan Zhen said: "You try it again."
Xiansheng viciously: "Zhan slightly!"
"..." Zhan Zhen suddenly pulled the chair and moved it in front of him. Xiansheng reflexively pulled the chair back, but suddenly he grabbed the chair that was just pulled out. Zhan Zhen directly brought him in front of him, and then hugged him. Kissed hard.
Xiansheng was kissed by him for about half a cup of tea. He was out of breath, and his heartbeat almost stopped beating. He was finally let go. The waist of his hand hadn't left yet. Zhan Zhen deliberately said: Gag your mouth."
"you this……"
Zhan Zhen patiently waited for him to curse something new--
"Slightly smelly! You deserve to lose so badly back then!"
Zhan Zhen raised the corner of his mouth and pressed his palm, Xiansheng’s waist was lifted by him, and he sat directly on his lap, and kissed him on his cheek again: “In the future, if you call out a little, the gu will default, you want Kiss."
"..." Xiansheng covered his face and glared at him for a while. Zhan Zhen kissed him again and said, "Hey, don't be angry, I'm wrong."
Xiansheng held his hand to cover his other face again, and Zhan Zhen kissed his forehead again. He couldn't finish covering it, so he could only continue to stare at him.
Zhan Zhen petted his nose and said, "I have admitted wrong, are you still angry?"
Xiansheng insisted: "Emotions are not controlled by reason."
Zhan Zhen held him in his arms with both hands. Xiansheng couldn't push him away, so he had to let him hug him. He felt like some kind of clingy large animal—a very annoying one!
He covered his face and frowned. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been affected by Zhan Zhen recently. He didn’t like to lose his temper before, and he couldn’t lift the energy for anything, but Zhan Zhen could just give it a word. He is refreshing and refreshing, making him'energetic'.
He gradually calmed down in Zhan Zhen ’s arms, thinking that this would never be the case. He had to please Zhan Zhen rather than lose his temper, so as to ensure that before being discovered, Zhan Zhen had enough affection for him and could be in Before he died, listen to him say a few words and let Nanliang make a living.
He calmed down, lowered his voice, and said: "I'm not angry anymore, you let me go."
Zhan Zhen asked: "Really?"
Xiansheng told himself to be calm, while answering: "Really."
Zhan Zhen relaxed, and said immediately: "Then have a little more crispy."
This delicious crisp was handed to him again, Xiansheng watched quietly, quietly...
Then suddenly he stretched out his hand and knocked it off fiercely: "You get out! Don't touch me! Don't hold me! Get out, get out!!!"
The fruit on the plate was scattered all over the floor, Xiansheng grabbed the wooden fruit plate and beat him out, then closed the door hard, panting and sitting at the table, covering his lips and coughing.
Something in his throat seems to be scratching underneath. This is the reason why his vocalization is too strong. His voice is usually very soft. Because of lung disease, his voice is slightly mute, and it is very comfortable when speaking in a low voice. The loud voice is a little hoarse, and even some syllables cannot be produced due to shortness of breath.
Zhan Zhen also found that he was teasing his head too much. After being kicked out, he didn't dare to come back to provoke him. Yuehua and Ruyi stood outside, both hanging their heads.
His Royal Highness, when facing people other than Princess Xiansheng, even smiled, giving people a very ruthless feeling.
It took Xiansheng too much effort to drive Zhan Zhen away, and he fell on the table, his brain groggy.
No matter what, he would never eat that crisp bite anymore. In case that a little bit of it is not used at that time, Zhan Zhen will definitely suspect that something is wrong. In the final analysis, it is necessary to find out the truth. may.
He was lying motionless, and suddenly there was a knock from the window. Something hit the window, and there was the sound of flapping wings. Xiansheng looked sideways and raised his ears. It was quiet for a while, and there was another knock on the window. sound.
Is it a bird that can't find food in winter?
Xiansheng dragged his weak body, slowly climbed up, walked to the window, lifted his hands away, but he saw a snow dove. The whole body was white, the body was made of snow, the mouth was a sharp piece of wood, and the eyes were It was pitch black, and actually used cinnabar to dot two red balls on the cheeks, because there were no feet, it looked like it was squatting on the window lattice, so naive and lifelike.
Suddenly there was a gurgling sound in my ear, and the voice said: "Princess Princess, are you still angry?"
Xiansheng said: "Yes."
"Zhan Zhen is actually doing it for your own good. For my beauty, can you forgive him?"
Xiansheng's gaze fell on the self-proclaimed beautiful snow pigeon, and said mercilessly: "What are you, dare to influence my decision?"
The pigeon was dumb for a while, and then said: "In fact, Zhan Zhen is doing this for the princess's sake. I am worried that you will feel inferior.
"I don't feel inferior."
"Then can you have sex with Zhan Zhen tonight?"
"Have his dream of Spring and Autumn." Xiansheng reached out and took the pigeon into the house, and then closed the window.
He put the pigeon on the fruit plate and said: "You speak again."
The ‘pigeon’ was silent.
Xiansheng snorted. After undressing, he crawled onto the bed and rolled up the quilt to wrap himself around. After a while, he turned to look at the pigeon in the fruit plate, and suddenly he couldn't hold back a smile. After the laugh, he felt inexplicable. He was obviously angry. Why are you suddenly happy?
Reason makes him straighten up.
The temperature inside the house quickly caused the snow dove to melt. Xiansheng looked at it for a while, but regretted it again.
Although Zhan Lue is not a good thing, the handwork is really good, and don't know which ice sculpture master learned the craft.
He opened the window again, and at the same time climbed up to Xiaochu, leaned out his neck and looked left and right. He made sure that Zhan Zhen was not hiding on one side, so he took out the pigeon in the fruit tray and put it out of the window again. The mouth of the pigeon that had fallen was put back.
It's a pity that it's not as good as Zhan Zhen's dexterity. It feels ugly no matter how you put it.
Xiansheng looked left and right, just as he wanted it, the pigeon's eyes fell off. He paused, lightly sighed against the palm of his hand, then pinched his eyeballs and pressed them back awkwardly.
On one side of the wall, Zhan Zhen's head poked out, just to get a panoramic view of his movements, his hands wrapped around his chest, and his heart said: duplicity.
In this box, as soon as Xiansheng let go, the other eyeball fell off. He finally retracted his frozen hand, let out a sigh of relief, and watched the lifelike pigeon turn into a plate of ‘pigeon soup’.
"He tossed me, and you tossed me." Xiansheng complained, really unable to hold it, so he raised his hand to close the window and went back into the bed with the stove in his hand.
He didn't care about where Zhan Zhen went to sleep, he was always in the Crown Prince Residence, and he would definitely not be able to freeze.
He fell asleep peacefully. At midnight, he suddenly felt someone pushing him, "Princess?"
It was Yuehua's voice, Xiansheng couldn't open his sleepy eyelids, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"
"His Royal Highness is still standing at the door. This Northern Kingdom's winter is no better than Nanliang. What if it freezes out?"
"Why is he standing..."
"He said that the princess would not allow him to enter the door." Yuehua said, "We are in the Northern Jin Dynasty, the princess... let him in first."
Xiansheng frowned, his head gradually clear. Yuehua’s difficulty is because this matter is a private matter for a husband and wife, she may not be able to manage it, but anyway, this is the Northern Jin Dynasty. He is a princess of Liang, who shut out the Prince of the Northern Jin Dynasty in the middle of the night. She understands that it is a small couple's trouble. If he is awkward and incomprehensible, it may be said that he is arrogant and arrogant, so she still has to remind her.
This Zhan Zhen...
Xiansheng was so sleepy that he couldn't express his temper, and said helplessly: "Let him in."
Ruyi hurried to invite him, and after a while, he came back to report: "His Royal Highness said that the princess beat him out... to hear the princess personally say let in."
"..." Xiansheng was paralyzed for a while, had to put on his clothes and get out of bed. As soon as he walked to the door, he was suddenly picked up and walked back like a child. Zhan Zhen said: "Go out."
Ruyi and Yuehua dared not disobey their orders, bowed back and closed the door.
Xiansheng was put back on the bed by him, but frowned: "You still have the incense from the house on you, so you haven't been waiting outside at all."
Zhan Zhen didn't think that was a big deal at all: "The lone will go out and stand for a while?"
"Forget it."
Does it matter how long he stands? What matters is how the outsiders will spread it. Xiansheng took off his outer shirt, shrank back into the quilt, and said, "I'm going to sleep, you must not make trouble."
Zhan Zhen obediently said: "Good."
Xiansheng closed his eyes, and after a while, opened them again: "Don't look at me."
"The lone has to admit his mistake."
"Your confession is to give me milk sour cream while saying something wrong." Xiansheng was still angry: "I said no."
"Then you go to sleep." Zhan Zhen was afraid that he would be angry again, and said warmly: "I just sit and never move."
Xiansheng closed his eyes twice, then opened them again, "You give up as soon as possible, I won't be as you wish."
Zhan Zhen looked at him and said thoughtfully: "Your reaction is really strange."
Xiansheng's heart beats, and for a moment he is surprised and coldly said: "Why is it strange?"
As Zhan Zhen thought, he replied, "Everything is strange."
Xiansheng grabbed the quilt and thought for a while. He also felt that he refused to eat the milk cake a bit like a woman. He lowered his eyelashes, raised it weakly, and said again, his voice softened: "Xiangong."
Zhan Zhen's brain, which was quickly organizing information, gave him a stop. He subconsciously looked at Xiansheng and asked in a voice softer than him: "What's wrong?"
"Can't you... accept the real me?" Xiansheng endured the shame, and said slowly: "Why do I have to eat that? My body is not good, so I can dress and do things easily. If, if Big... Am I going to bear a lot of weight for no reason?"
At first glance, it makes sense.
Zhan Zhen paused, but insisted: "...Miss, it's really getting more and more strange."
Xiansheng looked at him and suddenly hooked his finger.
Zhan Zhen: "?"
"You, come here a little bit."
Zhan Zhen held the bed and bent over, Xiansheng pursed her lips, her long eyelashes are as dark as crow's wings, casting a shadow on the eyelids.
There is a saying that it is more beautiful to look at beauties under the light, and the hazy beauty is more fascinating.
He said, "Come here a little bit more."
Zhan Zhen leaned closer and fixed his eyes on his face. The next second, Xiansheng got up and kissed his cheek.
He stopped and looked at his long black hair. His slender neck was slightly stretched because he was supporting his head to kiss himself, showing a sharp and skinny beauty. After lying down, he converged back and became Pale and fragile--
Subconsciously, he pressed the tip of his tongue to the place where he kissed on the cheek.
Listening to his low and soft voice, it was like a sky: "Tell me, where am I that makes you feel strange?"