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Chapter 27: "Do you hurt you?"! ! !
The snow in Jin Palace was also very thick, but it was swept by the palace in advance, and the carriage was still moving very steadily.
Xiansheng's hand was pressed firmly on his chest, his face turned red and white for a while.
Zhan Zhen noticed something was wrong, so he looked down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiansheng blushed, a little shameful, and a little afraid. He bit his lip and said nothing, but Zhan Zhen frowned. He wanted to come and pull his hand. Xiansheng hurriedly took his other hand and opened him, eyes blushing: "Why are you... so hard?!"
Zhan Zhen's heart jumped, and her tone was empty: "Do you hurt you?"
Xiansheng kicked him with his feet, arms folded around his chest and pulled to one side, his mouth was flat, and tears were in his eye sockets. Zhan Zhen wanted to go over, and seeing that his mouth was even more flat, he suddenly seemed to be subjected to a fixation technique. .
Xiansheng wears thick clothes, and because of this, Zhan Zhen pays special attention to it, so he feels heavier, but he never expected to cry people.
Xiansheng drew back to one side and sniffed his nose, his face was bruised, his nose was pink, and he became more pitiful and cute. Zhan Zhen rubbed his hand on his leg and said: "You...you just said that you are dressed as a woman. It's strange, so I want to make sure."
Xiansheng bit her lip and deliberately said: "I came here as a man disguised as a woman, so I don't want to have a marriage with you."
Zhan Zhen looked at him with scrutiny and doubt in his eyes. Xiansheng said so, but deliberately added some false sounds, and at the same time he turned his face away, his pink lips were slightly pouted, showing a bit of squeamishness. He was thin and weak, with a slender waist tied with a Yalan belt in the Greatcloak. Zhan Zhen hugged him, knowing how thin the waist was.
He followed Xiansheng's words: "If this is the case, you have to be careful tonight, the lone may steal your clothes secretly, if you are really a man, you will be thrown into the snow without thinking. "
What he said happened to cater to Xiansheng's previous dream. There was no fluctuation in Xiansheng's heart, but he was also clear that he did not believe his words. He turned his head to ignore Zhan Zhen, but the latter suddenly approached him, his gaze fell on his thin neck, and he said for a while: "Are you really a man?"
Xiansheng hum: "You are a disciple with no eyes, only now you recognize it?"
Zhan Zhen chuckled and leaned in to bite him on the neck. Xiansheng shrank his head and kicked him again.
Xiansheng’s pulse is indistinguishable from male and female, perhaps because he is young and rarely eats meat, his nutrition cannot keep up, his apple is not obvious, and his temperament tends to be elegant. Even if he goes out in men’s clothes, he looks like a girl, even more. Don't say that I am deliberately confused at the moment, except that I am not fierce...but Zhan Zhen has confirmed it just now, so how do you hear this?
"You just want to be alone without touching you, don't you?" Zhan Zhen saw him through with a glance and laughed at him: "Little liar."
The little liar lowered his eyelashes, as thick as a fan, fluttering and fluttering, making people feel itchy.
He wanted to rush over to kiss him again, but it was because of the wound on his face that made him feel relieved.
The ancestor worship is imminent, so don't make trouble for these few days.
Back in the house, Xiansheng was carried into the room as always. Zhan Zhen saw him still holding his chest and asked, "Still hurting?"
"What do you mean?"
The wound on his face explains everything. Zhan Zhen had just been beaten, and as he was remembering, he took out the medicine bottle he brought from Qi Sile and said, "This is very good for removing silt. Can I rub it for you?"
Xiansheng climbed onto the bed and immediately noticed that the thing had slipped from his waist before the fierce. He hugged his knees tightly on the bed and said, "Can you guarantee that you won't take advantage of me?"
Zhan Zhen said honestly: "No."
Xiansheng glared at him, and Zhan Zhen patched it up and said: "But I will definitely not hurt you anymore. The injury on my back is heavier than you."
In other words, he was also quite afraid of being beaten.
Xiansheng said mercilessly: "Then I don't want you either."
Zhan Zhen looked at him, Xiansheng's face was confident, but his body was slightly taut, like a rabbit stared at by a beast. Perhaps feeling his fear, Zhan Zhen put down the medicine bottle and said, "Go to the study alone."
Xiansheng watched him out, and his tight body finally relaxed. Yuehua quickly walked in and said: "The prince let the slave come in and give you the medicine."
"Ok."
Yuehua was in a complicated mood. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes when she turned to wet the towel. In her opinion, no matter how a man Xiansheng is, she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. Marrying Jin Kingdom was forced by Zhan Zhen, so she shouldn’t. If you don't agree, you will be rough.
She came back soon. Xiansheng was obediently wiped, seeing her red eyes, soothing: "He didn't hit me, don't worry."
"He... but does he know?"
"It's not that easy." Xiansheng said: "My identity as Princess Daliang is true. He would never have thought that I could dress up as a woman since I was a child. Besides, Daliang is already weak, and cheating Dajin is an act of seeking death. Reasonable...hiss, aunt, be gentle, it hurts."
Yuehua almost didn't shed tears, even if Xiansheng said that Zhan Zhen didn't hit him, but the wound on his face couldn't be deceived. Since he had never seen it through, he shouldn't put such a heavy hand on his wife.
"The princess is wronged."
The medicine was cold, and the pain on Xiansheng's face eased a lot. He half closed his eyes and said nothing.
To talk about grievances, there are more places for grievances. If you are only influenced by emotions, I am afraid that he will be sick again now.
Xiansheng didn't dare to think about his grievances, even if he was emotionally deep occasionally, as long as he thinks about his parents and brothers are still alive, and the people of Liangliang are saved from war, there is a kind of joy that arises, even if they may not see them for a lifetime.
After taking the medicine, Xiansheng asked Yuehua to find a chest pad. Most nobles are extravagant, and there are many good men. Some of them have more peculiar hobbies, so some craftsmen with strange skills and ingenuity have been born. Among them, there is "Dianrui Baifeng", which, in layman's terms, is fake murder.
No matter how it feels or how it looks, it is very similar to Zhenhuo, but the wearing method is a bit special. For this reason, Yuehua went to learn it.
Xiansheng originally planned to wait for the weather to warm up before using it, but now it seems that he can't wait.
He felt that he must be dizzy before he told Zhan Zhen about'male disguise as a woman' in the carriage. He might have become suspicious at this moment.
This thing matched Xiansheng's skin color, white as jade, but no matter what, the upper body was always a little uncomfortable. Xiansheng was too embarrassed to look in the mirror, so he reached for the clothes.
He customized a few for emergencies. This is the smallest number, but in fact it is almost the same as usual, except... as Zhan Zhen said, it can be pinched.
He thought that Zhan Zhen would like it.
"Princess..." Yuehua reminded him: "Wear this too."
"..." Xiansheng looked at her personal belongings for a long time, then silently took it, and said: "Get out."
In the study, Zhan Zhen looked at the plum blossom branches in the bottle, and his mind turned over and over again with the phrase: "What if he is a man dressed as a woman?"
How do you think, how do you think there is a problem.
However, it is impossible for both reason and emotion.
He raised his hand to look. Although the clothes are thick and they are really small...but, surely there are.
It should be that crisp point played a role.
There was a sudden movement outside. He raised his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"
Gao Xuan hurriedly said: "Back to your Highness, the servant accidentally overturned the hot water."
"Is it hot?"
"It doesn't matter if you dress thickly." Gao Xuan said to the man again: "You go back and pack up, and you will send it by someone else."
There was a voice of gratitude from someone outside, Zhan Zhen suddenly thought of something, strode out, and asked, "The hot water is for the main person?"
"Back to your Highness, that is."
Zhan Zhen's eyes flashed, and he beckoned, so Gao Xuan came to him, followed by a few words, the latter was stunned and hurriedly followed suit.
Xiansheng was sitting in front of the bronze mirror combing her hair.
It’s cold in Northern Kingdom, and in order to minimize the risk, he doesn’t take a bath every day, but if he is used to being clean, he still washes once every one or two days, but he usually picks Zhan Zhen when he is not at home and he is in the bath. In the bucket, today is different. He needs to make Zhan Zhen forget what he said in the carriage today.
For a long time in the future, someone who sent the hot water came over and said: "The hot water sent was overturned, and it will take a long time for it to be cooked, but just now when His Highness left, he said that he would take a bath, so he opened the place in the private bath. Dragon, do you want to go there to wash?"
Xiansheng had a meal and confirmed with her: "His Royal Highness is out?"
"Yes, there is something urgent in the barracks. I'm afraid I will come back later today."
Xiansheng had a judgment in his mind, and said: "Lead the way."
Ruyi hurriedly fetched the Greatcloak, a few of them walked ahead with lanterns, and Xiansheng steadily followed.
Zhan Zhen had already arrived at the Tang Pavilion first, and hid quietly inside. Gao Xuan stayed outside the window, and could not help wiping the sweat from his forehead. He said through the small window, "Hall, your lord, there is a word from your subordinates... …"
"Important." Zhan Zhen said mercilessly: "You can leave when you see her coming."
"..."
Gao Xuan dare not say more.
Zhan Zhen, the sneaky stinky rascal, doesn't know what shame is, he said it was useless.
After a while, as if to conceal his guilty conscience, Zhan Zhen said coldly: "This is the love of husband and wife, and I just want to surprise her."
Gao Xuan couldn't hold back: "...you, don't you have not yet talked to the princess in the bridal chamber?"
It's really offensive, he is really like a dog who has never eaten meat, secretly hiding the smell of meat.
After a long while, Zhan Zhen's tone became even colder: "Go away."
As soon as Gao Xuan left, a few maidservants came, Xiansheng walked behind, wearing a veil on his face, and when he reached the door, the maidservants were separated on both sides, and Ruyi led a person to arrange first. First, test the water temperature and then sprinkle the petals. Put on the soap cream and fragrant juice, and at the same time put down the non-slip mat in the water, and then pull the gauze curtains gathered around one after another, and finally check the doors and windows, and whether the soup pavilion is Tibetan.
Zhan Zhen flew on the beam to prevent being caught.
Ruyi came back soon and said: "Retreat all, I'll serve it."
Xiansheng said, "I will do it myself."
Ruyi didn't ask for the reason, and retired. Xiansheng sat by the fire, baked his hands, and walked to the large soup pond.
There are faucet outlets in the four corners of Tangchi, cold and hot, and the mechanism is not complicated. Xiansheng tentatively turned on the switch and then released it again. It was novel for a while.
Zhan Zhen quietly opened the gauze curtains and saw him take off his shoes, and then sitting by the pool, testing the water with his feet. The feet were also white and delicate, like handicrafts made of white jade.
Why don't you undress?
He frowned and noticed that Xiansheng suddenly turned his head and drew back in a hurry, his heart beating faster.
It was ridiculous, he thought, how could he be like a thief because he was a splendid wife who was married back in a fair manner.
He took a breath and probed again.
Xiansheng finally started to move. His feet kicked the petals in the water, and one hand opened the thin section of his waist, and he hummed a song, like a Nanliang song.
Kind of nice...
Zhan Zhen squeezed the gauze, his eyes were dark, and the high collar was pulled apart. He saw a pink band Xiansheng hung around his neck. Then, the lap was slid down, and a woman's Dudou rope appeared on his back.
A pair of jade-colored hands came over and untied.
Xiansheng slid into the water while sitting while pushing and pushing Du Dou to the side.
The "Dianrui Baifeng" made by the craftsman is small and sharp, and it is really beautiful.
Zhan Zhen didn't hold it back, and opened the gauze curtain. Xiansheng immediately hid in the water. Even if he had been prepared, he was so frightened by the shameless thing that he almost came out: "Zhan Zhen! You lie to me?!"
"I..." Zhan Zhen fainted and barely stayed awake: "You said you are disguised as a woman, so I must confirm it!"
"You..." Xiansheng grabbed the dipper and splashed the water on him. Zhan Zhen closed his eyes and sipped a mouthful of petal water. Xiansheng angrily said: "You are sure now, don't you go out yet?!"
"Who is sure." Zhan Zhen wiped his face and said solemnly: "You give Gu a bite. If it is bleeding, it is true. If it is not bleeding, it must be false."
"You..." Xiansheng's face was pale and uncertain, and he felt like lifting a rock and hitting himself in the foot. He stared at Zhan Zhen for a long while, then suddenly sneered: "Zhan Zhen, you have a nosebleed."