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Chapter 35
No matter what Xiansheng does, it is lovely in Zhan Zhen's eyes.
It was the Chinese New Year. Although the door opened a little later, there were still a lot of people on the street. Zhan Zhen blocked the peeping sight from his side and led Xiansheng into the shop.
The owner of the powder shop is a woman. She was sitting behind the door embroidering flowers. Hearing someone coming in, she threw the thing aside and stood up, "Two..."
There are very few people who do business in Shangjing City who don't know the royal family. In the end, where the contacts are, even if you haven't actually seen it, you can tell from the manner of clothes.
The female boss was the first to see Zhan Zhen, and she was a little surprised. She said that she was so charming and extraordinary. She was thinking about which noble son in Jingli, she suddenly heard a gentle voice: "Could you please introduce me? Click? I want to add some new fragrance."
The female boss moved her gaze and met Xiansheng's gaze. After a short stun, she took two steps back and bowed and said: "I have seen your Royal Highness and Princess, please, please."
Xiansheng followed her in, and Zhan Zhen asked, "Are there any good things?"
"Some and some, but we are not as good as Nanliang in craftsmanship. I wonder if the princess doesn't like it."
Her heart was thumping. After worshipping the ancestors, the civil and military officials met with Xiansheng. Soon after, the beauty of the prince princess was passed on by word of mouth. Qiu Wulun, the son of the prime minister, had a habit of lingering in the flowers. He boasted to the guests in Qinlou: "At that time, we thought we had seen Fairy...No, no, she's a goddess! Nine Heavens Profound Girl is nothing more than that! You say Qin's daughter? Shangjing's first beauty... Not that she is not good, girls are all beautiful, but... the crown prince pays her back To be slightly better."
These young talents gathered together to blow the prince's concubine into the sky. I heard that Qi Ziyou, the son of the Taishi, was so arrogant. He looked in a trance and nodded, "I only saw him in this life."
With the two of them taking the lead, it spread to the entire Shangjing city almost in an instant. The people who were very curious at the beginning felt that it was no surprise, but at the same time they became more curious. The scholars wrote poetry, mostly Xiansheng in fantasy. Some married women are uncomfortable. Whenever they come to buy powder, they have to complain a few words to her. By the way, they will belittle the princess overtly and secretly. The female boss is really thrilled with Xiansheng, although she has not seen it yet. But those verses have already made people imagine.
I thought it was an exaggeration, but now discovered that this prince concubine fits the fantasy look. Even if have never seen it before, you will understand that the title of Shangjing's first beauty is none other than her.
She felt agitated and difficult to suppress, but she did not dare to neglect. After the two of them sat down and poured water, she immediately went to find her private possession. When she came back, she saw the prince putting his arm on the table and leaned forward to talk to the princess. What, the look is gentle and smiling, Su Ting, the Prince's eyes are higher than the top, but he also folded for the princess Liang.
She lost her smile and showed it to Xiansheng: "Look, these are just out this year, can you take a fancy?"
Nanliang is so luxurious, and his people are more willing to spend time studying these exquisite things. Xiansheng, as the most favored crown princess, has a lot of knowledge and has definitely used a lot of good things. It's hard to say whether it's fancy.
She waited anxiously. Xiansheng took the exquisitely crafted box in her hand, sniffed it lightly, and then dipped some fingertips and applied it to the back of her hand.
This thing is indeed not as good as Nanliang's, but Xiansheng itself is not for this. He smiled and said: "It's pretty good, but it's thicker, but it can be made more detailed."
The female boss' eyes lit up: "Do you still know this craft?"
"There is a master who knows cosmetics around the queen, and I have learned a little from her ears and eyes." Seeing her look thirsty for knowledge, Xiansheng couldn't help but laugh: "You want to know, I can tell you."
The female boss couldn't help but: "Please enlighten me from the princess!"
Xiansheng simply said: "What raw materials do you have here? Take me to see."
"Hey, please."
Xiansheng turned his head to ask for Zhan Zhen's opinion. The latter frowned, and then stood up: "Look, too."
He made up his mind to see what Xiansheng was going to do.
But when he got to the back, he leaned on the door panel, but watched Xiansheng discussing the powder craftsmanship with the female boss for half an hour. He was so excited that he quickly took a pen and paper to record.
Zhan Zhen's gaze fell on him, and he only felt that his every move was pleasing to the eye, and he was a model for women, and his heart was softened again.
Xiansheng finally finished communicating with the female boss. He coughed and wrinkled his nose. The other party hurriedly brought tea: "You moisten your throat."
"Thank you." Xiansheng took a sip. Because I didn't see what I liked, I wanted to buy a box at will. As a result, the female boss was very generous and gave him all his new products in the same box: "What I learned today is absolutely nothing. The box of fragrant powder is comparable, and the craftsmanship is rough, I hope the princess will not dislike it."
Xiansheng happily accepted, "I like it very much, thank you."
The female boss is also very happy.
Walking back to the carriage with Zhan Zhen, he couldn't hold back, and said, "I thought you should have been annoying. I waited so long."
"Gone must see what bad idea you have."
Xiansheng curiously asked: "Do you know now?"
Zhan Zhen glanced at what was in his arms, for a long while: "I can't guess."
Xiansheng gave him a blank look, walked to the car, and called him: "Hold me up."
Zhan Zhen was trying to do it, but he didn't move anymore: "Go on your own."
"How can I get on without pedals?"
"Climb up."
Xiansheng glared at him, "You told me not to let me pedal."
"The lone is not a porter."
Xiansheng pursed his mouth, put the box on it, and climbed up awkwardly. As soon as he lifted his leg, he was picked up by the bad thing.
Zhan Zhen was in a good mood. He got in and huddled with him, but Xiansheng's good mood was destroyed by him, and he hid in disgust.
Zhan Zhen coaxed him after provoking him: "Don't be angry anymore, just tease you."
Xiansheng glared at him again, gave him two kisses, finally quenched the fire, took out the box and showed him, softly asked: "Which one do you think I suit?"
"Which one is alone, which one do you use?"
"You are a mate, you have the final say."
Obviously, his tone was normal, but Zhan Zhen could hear a little sweetness, his heart tightened, and he said, "I really don't understand it."
He randomly picked a box, opened it and sniffed, and said, "Do you like this?"
"I like everything you pick." Xiansheng took it over and looked like he couldn't put it down, with a somewhat reserved and joyful expression. Zhan Zhen couldn't help but hug him tightly, and he simply didn't want to possess him all the time.
Xiansheng gave him a kiss very obediently, and Zhan Zhen asked impatiently: "Where else do you want to go?"
"Tired, go back to sleep."
He always sleeps longer than waking up. He is really a little tired right now. He simply tilted his arms directly into Zhan Zhen and closed his eyes.
Zhan Zhen stroked his cheek and kissed him carefully.
People always believe in what they see, and their eyes make people ignore the feelings in their hearts, even if they feel right sometimes.
Xiansheng discovered that Zhan Zhen was in such a situation. He had doubts, but his reason and eyes would tell him that his doubts were nothing but illusions.
He will not just take off the last layer of Xiansheng's disguise, as he said, he hopes to live with Xiansheng as a double for life, so he will try not to touch Xiansheng's bottom line.
Xiansheng fell asleep in the car, actually staring at him, still thinking about tomorrow.
Allergies, or pretending to be sick, may be able to hide from the queen, but Zhan Zhen’s doubts will deepen, because when he first saw the Xiangfen shop, he would definitely think that Xiansheng would make a fuss on his body. If Xiansheng is really allergic, Or if he is sick, his reason will be the first to send a signal telling him that his doubts are not an illusion, and he will soon be unable to restrain it and verify it further.
Xiansheng certainly won't follow his wishes.
Bring him to the Xiangfen shop just to make him ‘feel’, and then deny him ‘feel’ so that he can really start to act.
He slept soundly all this time, and when he opened his eyes, Zhan Zhen had already gone to the study. Xiansheng turned over and sat up, had someone lift the water to wash his body, then opened the box he brought back from the shop, took out the box that Zhan Zhen picked, and carefully rubbed it on his skin.
"Go get some wine and prepare some side dishes."
When Zhan Zhen came back, Xiansheng was already eating. He raised his eyebrows, took off the cloak and walked in: "I drank it, could it be that today is a good day?"
Xiansheng shook his head and said, "I was suddenly hungry."
"Don't wait for a friend?"
Xiansheng did not speak, he lowered his eyelashes, frowned and took a sip of wine. He was obviously not used to drinking, and his cheeks quickly turned red. Zhan Zhen sat next to him and said softly, "What's wrong?"
"No..." Xiansheng said, but suddenly choked up, tears spreading in his eyes: "Zhan Zhen...When do you think I can go back to the south to see?"
Zhan Zhen was silent for a moment. From the New Year's Eve, he found that Xiansheng was in a bad mood. He often lost his mind from time to time. Although he deliberately concealed it, he gave people a feeling of forced laughter.
He was wondering if it was because of the soup that he wanted to come now... It should have been since New Year's Eve that he missed his parents and brother.
He considered it and said, "You are not in good health and can't toss back and forth. I will write to your brother tomorrow and let them come to see you, okay?"
Xiansheng nodded, retracted his tears, and smiled: "Let me have two drinks with me."
The more he was like this, the more distressed he was. Zhan Zhen took the cup and said, "Don't drink so much."
Xiansheng nodded obediently and put the cup down. He heard what he said, but tears came out again. He raised his hand to wipe it, but it seemed that it couldn't be wiped clean. He flattened his mouth and raised his hand to block his eyes, his voice was weak. :"Dont look at me……"
Zhan Zhen avoided his sight, frowning, and his heart was numb: "You can drink a little, and drink with you alone."
Xiansheng sobbed: "I want to drink a lot, I'm very drunk."
"It's all up to you."
Xiansheng grabbed the glass, raised his head to pour it down, and coughed again. Zhan Zhen stretched out his hand and patted him on the back. Xiansheng was already drunk and dim. He looked over and asked, "Don't you drink with me? Why not drink?"
"Drink now."
Zhan Zhen drank a drink. He was drinking well, but he was not worried that he would be drunk. Xiansheng saw it. He suddenly aggrieved the accusation: "You bullied me."
"... Why did you bully you again?"
"I don't drink as much as you. If you drink so little, you must wait for me to get drunk and bully me."
Zhan Zhen had no choice but to say: "Change the bowl alone, you take the cup, how about this?"
Xiansheng's reaction slowed down, and after he finished speaking for a long time, he nodded.
Zhan Zhen changed the bowl. When didn’t know the first bowl, Xiansheng next to him suddenly tilted to the side. He hurriedly reached out, the bowl was thrown aside, and the drink was spilled on the ground, but his arms suddenly became warm. Fragrant nephrite.
The tangy and elegant scent made Zhan Zhen's mind a little dizzy. This is what he picked today. Xiansheng really used it. He put his arms around the waist of the person in his arms, and suddenly understood the sentence that alcohol is not intoxicating.
Xiansheng's cheeks were red, and slowly opened his eyes to look at him, dizzy: "Why... stop drinking?"
"Stop drinking." Zhan Zhen stroked his delicate cheeks, eyes deep: "You are drunk."
Xiansheng mumbled softly: "It's not just what you want..."
Zhan Zhen felt a little out of control. His gaze fell on Xiansheng's neck, and just a moment ago, Xiansheng's shoulder was exposed, and there was a belt hanging around his neck.
Xiansheng suddenly realized something, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said vaguely: "Blindfolded, blindfolded."
Blindfolding has now become a sign that he can do something. Zhan Zhen's Adam's apple is rolling, and his mind is full of the sweet smell of his body. His reason is swallowed inch by inch.
In the darkness, he didn't see Xiansheng's eyes regaining clarity, and he gave the last hint in a low voice: "You can do whatever you want with blindfolded..."
This was like an instruction, and Zhan Zhen immediately responded.
Xiansheng has never had this pain in his life. He thinks that this kind of pain is almost unbearable, but his bullied red eyes undoubtedly make him even more drunk for the drunk Zhan Zhen.
The shaking bed curtains stopped at an unknown time, and Ruyi and Yuehua stood guard at the door. Because Xiansheng had given instructions in advance, they could only wait nervously.
"Princess, will it..."
"He has a sense of measure."
Yuehua raised her eyes to look at the sky, rubbed her hands by mistake, took a breath, and said, "It's a moment to hide, and the sky will be bright."
At this time, it was still early to dawn.
...
Xiansheng and Qi Sile are a master, so naturally they also know some pharmacology. He made this thing by himself. As long as he drinks alcohol, it will be effective. He knows that Zhan Zhen has a very good amount of alcohol, so he eats and understands alcohol medicine in advance, but he still wastes some effort.
The curtains of the bed were dim, Zhan Zhen threw the cloth strips on his eyes under the bed, and he slept deeply.
Xiansheng's head was dizzy, he coughed restrained, and barely moved his body, as if he had been run over by a car, and the pain in the hard-to-talk area was terrible.
He held on to the pillow, trying to get up, but fell back suddenly.
There is drunkenness, although it will cause the illusion of drunkenness, but it is not really drunk, but just like Chinese medicine, it will be in a trance, not clear-headed, even if you wake up, you can only remember very little. So Zhan Zhen was still very obedient. He didn't particularly toss him in the early stage, but he was a little out of control in the later stage, and Xiansheng overestimated his body.
He fainted for a while, but he was squeezed in his heart, and soon regained consciousness. He took a deep breath, took out a medicine from under the pillow with trembling fingers, put it in his mouth, and looked at the bed with his eyes open. After a while.
His forehead was wet with sweat beads, his face was as pale as paper, and he had recovered a bit of blood in a muddle, before he moved again, grabbed the torn clothes and covered his body.
That's it, he closed his eyes and thought slowly.
Zhan Zhen will completely dispel doubts. If the queen asks about it tomorrow, it will be his fault. He not only has to take the initiative to recognize this mistake, but also willingly admit it.
He relieved his heart and passed out completely.