Zhan Zhen's eyes were a bit scary, like a puppy that could not eat meat, making a faint threat.
Xian Sheng stretched out his hand to grab the plum: "Since His Royal Highness is unwilling, then I won't 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."
Xian Sheng didn't stay outside for long before he was taken back into the house by Zhan Zhen, but he was quite satisfied after seeing the snow scene today.
Now in Dajin, he must 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, and Xian Sheng took the one he had brought from home. The book leaned on the small couch in front of the window.
"Princess." Ruyi came to report suddenly: "Princess Zhanyin came to see you, and the prince asked if you want her to come in."
Speaking of Zhan Yin, Xian Sheng 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, Xian Sheng couldn't really shut the person out, so he nodded.
Zhan Yin also brought Zhan Jin and Qing Rong, and the three of them stomped their feet before entering the house, took off their cloaks, and saluted Xian Sheng: "I have seen the emperor's wife, and I heard that the emperor's wife is sick, so I came to see... Yesterday's collision. It’s really not right to let the emperor’s wife, please don’t care about me in general."
"It doesn't matter, don't take it to your heart." Xian Sheng said contrary to his intentions, letting them sit down one after another, and let people serve the cakes, but Qingrong said: "The crown princess does not have to trouble, I personally made some plum cakes, it's still hot Teng, bring it over for you and your Royal Highness to taste."
Ruyi took the pastry and placed it in front of Xian Sheng. Xian Sheng 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, and I personally deliver some of it to him. It's best to keep this pastry hot, and it won't taste good when it's cold."
Ruyi looked at Xian Sheng, 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 Xian Sheng from the moment she came in. Zhan Jin was not as straightforward as her. She looked at Xian Sheng from the corner of her eye and pulled Zhan Yin's sleeves at the same time.
Suddenly she remembered something, and hurriedly took a box of something from the handmaid, and stepped up in two steps: "This is the best balm from my house. It is a tribute from other countries. I heard that the production process is complicated, so It’s very valuable. It took a long time from the queen to get it. The so-called scented 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, Xian Sheng looked down, with an undiminished smile on his face: "It's 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."
Xian Sheng stepped back subconsciously, but Zhan Yin had already dipped a little, and came to apply it on his wrist. The woman's fingertips were a bit soft, and Xian Sheng's brows jumped.
Zhan Yin looked forward to: "Does it smell good?"
"Very good." Xian Sheng 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 no residue is allowed. Yes, it must be at the right temperature when it solidifies, 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!"
Xian Sheng smiled again: "If the guess is correct, this should be a tribute sent by Nan Liang shortly after signing the book with his parents."
There was silence in the room for two seconds, and Zhan Yin was also stunned. Just as she was about to explain, she heard Xian Sheng say again: "I like it very much, princess, please sit down and eat some cakes."
Zhan Yin backed away with a stiff face, turned to look at Zhan Jin, her voice low: "How come it was from Nan Liang..."
Zhan Jin also gritted her teeth: "You and I pretended to be mysterious and said she would like it. How did I know that you chose this one."
"... Would she feel that I was humiliated."
Do you feel humiliated? Anyway, Xian Sheng is not very kind to them.
The atmosphere in the room was embarrassing. Qingrong had already walked to Zhanzhen'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, and I hope to get a message."
Gao Xuan walked in, and the prince was holding his cheeks and staring at Mei Zhi, who had just brought it back, with a look a little like thinking of spring. Gao Xuan coughed and brought the words to him. Zhan Zhen immediately put down his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Prince concubine asked to give it away?"
"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 to taste it while it's hot."
"Xian Sheng asked you to come here?"
"Exactly, people led me in particular. Zhan Yin made her apologize in it, and the atmosphere was embarrassing. I didn't know what to say, so I just followed her to find her."
Zhan Zhen rubbed the white jade fingers used for archery on his hands, and a flame jumped in his eyes. Qingrong took out the cakes and pushed them in front of him, saying: "His Royal Highness? What's wrong with you?"
Zhanzhen 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.
The cakes she made personally, delivered by herself, how did she become considerate of Xiansheng? Even if you don't taste it, you say you can't get used to it. This 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 the princess of 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, squeezed his fingers, and followed in.
The atmosphere in the house was not very good, Zhan Jin took the lead to get up and salute, Zhan Yin followed, and Xian Sheng was about to stay, but he reached out and held it down.
Zhan Zhen understands her sister quite well, and when she sees her tangled and guilty, she asks, "What else did she do wrong?"
Zhan Yin didn't dare to speak, Xian Sheng was about to speak, but he was stopped by him: "Zhan Jin, you said."
Zhan Jin's voice was very low and soft. She held her chest and said respectfully: "Ayin took the perfume tribute from Nanliang to apologize."
Zhan Zhen looked at Zhan Yin, Qing Rong suddenly stepped forward and said, "This must be a misunderstanding. A Yin definitely has no other meaning. The prince is very tolerant, so she will definitely not be more tolerant."
Xian Sheng said in his heart, whether he was angry with Zhanyin or not, he would inevitably be angry in the eyes of outsiders when he said this.
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 speak, but Zhan Yin fired a shot at Qingrong: "Sister-in-law's tolerant intolerance is her business, use you here to put pressure on you!"
Qing Rong: "..."
Zhanyin looked at her brother-in-law again, and said softly: "I really don't mean anything else, don't be familiar with me."
Xian Sheng suddenly felt funny: "I'm not angry, you really don't take it to heart."
Zhan Yin wanted to say something, but was driven out by her brother. She went out unhappy. Zhan Jin comforted her softly, and Qingrong said: "She is obviously angry with you, so why should you be wronged 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 making injustices for 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."
Qing Rong: "..."
Her face is a little ugly.
Zhan Yin walked toward 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, her back facing her was thin, but her waist was as straight as a poplar. She couldn't see her expression, but she knew she had a frosty face. She said weirdly, "You said, Liang Is it possible that the eldest princess is like you?"
As soon as Zhan Yin and the others left, Ruyi was driven out. Only Xian Sheng 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?"
Xian Sheng slowly explained: "It was the princess's own request."
"She asked you to agree. Can't you see that she has a heart for loneliness?"
Xian Sheng 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 has a heart for you. If the queen mother is willing to let her be a side room... I think it's pretty good."
Zhanzhen's lips curled, but his eyes suddenly became dangerous: "Just after the big wedding, you want to make a concubine room alone? 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!" Xian Sheng knew that he would eat soft or hard, worried that he would rush over again in anger and grieved: "I am alone in Northland, and if I look too jealous, I am afraid that I will be enemies... Tell her clearly, otherwise, would she take the initiative to find you? It's clear that you have caused the romantic debt, so 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?"
Xian Sheng 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, and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with a hand, softened his expression, and said, "I hope I can be cared by the princess."
"If you want me to care about you, you should care about me too." Xian Sheng said, "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..." Xian Sheng glanced at him, then suddenly kissed him on the cheek, turned his face away pretending to be shy, 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?"
Xian Sheng 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 suffocated, and his eyes were made unsteady, and the soft touch still remained on his cheeks, making him feel as if something broke through the soil in his heart, and it became a spring in a blink of an eye.
He thought that if Xian Sheng had the heart to seduce, he would definitely destroy it in her hands.
The author has something to say: I should make it easy for you to see it... What is it called being careful
Slightly: Be a lonely king.
Sheng Sheng: ... please goodbye.