The snow in the northern country stretched for several days. It was true that Xian Sheng saw Hui Xuehou's appearance. He was eager to try to go out to play in the snow, but was severely stopped because he caught the wind and cold after fever.
Being locked in the house again, Xian Sheng's face was not visible, but his mood was lowered visible to the naked eye.
The doors and windows were all blocked, Xian Sheng was dizzy and his nose was clogged. He was already suffering from lung disease. Now he coughed one after another, his chest was slightly painful, lying on the bed, he could only breathe with his mouth.
Zhan Zhen invited an imperial doctor and prescribed prescriptions, but he didn't get any better even after drinking it for two days.
This matter quickly spread throughout the royal family, and the people heard it vaguely and talked about it for a while.
After Xiu Mu was over, Zhan Zhen had to go to the barracks. On the way back from horseback, the icy and snowy Upper Capital was still bustling with excitement. He stopped, looked around, and bought a slice of biscuits with soup.
He stepped on his horse again and left, but suddenly a young man walked out from the corner. He looked at Zhan Zhen's back, with a coldness in his eyes.
He said humanely beside him: "I heard that Princess Xiansheng is ill again, I am afraid that the Cuju will not come out on the ice."
"There will be a way."
"... Nowadays, many people are spreading that she can't survive the first winter day in Northland."
There was a murderous intent in the man's eyes, and the person beside him looked down, respectfully said: "However, the subordinate thinks that the princess Jiren has her own vision and will definitely wait until the city lord picks her home."
In the mansion, Xian Sheng was leaning against the window to read a book, with a brazier beside him, and said, "The prince is back."
He immediately became absent-minded.
Zhanzhen will always bring him food when he comes back these two days. He has a bad appetite. Some rare gadgets can always arouse appetite. When I think of it, my saliva will flow down. When Zhanzhen left this morning, he was very special. Remind, tell him to come back and bring himself the sesame seed that he ate yesterday.
The biscuits can still be dipped in the soup, not so dry, but the soup will not be soft for a while, so it is still very crispy, sandwiched with the soup, very delicious.
When Zhan Zhen walked in, Xian Sheng had already sat down on the table obediently, looking like a cat and puppy waiting to be fed.
Zhanzhen took out the soup in the food box and put it on the small stove to heat it, and then handed him the sesame seed on his chest from his arms. If it's not good, you can't join in the fun."
The hot soup was brought to the table, and Xian Sheng tore the biscuits into pieces, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I'll be better."
He took the chopsticks to press the sesame seed into the soup and ate all of the soup. He quickly ate the whole body warm, and looked up satisfactorily, only to see that Zhanzhen was no longer in the room.
In the past, there was an older brother to accompany him at home, but now, except for Zhan Zhen, no one will look for him anymore.
He was not annoying, got up and came to the small couch, where Zhanzhen sleeps at night, and in the daytime is his seat. Through the window, you can hear the sound of snow outside, sometimes rustling, sometimes plopping, heaven. When it's sunny, the birds will still bark, which is quite comfortable.
I don’t know how long it took, someone knocked on the window suddenly, he turned his face, and the sound of tuk-tuk came again. Xian Sheng hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand to push the window open, and there was no one outside, but the yard stood abruptly. A naive snowman, a chubby belly, two black eyeballs, and a red windbreaker by Zhanzhen, gave birth to a bit of heroism out of thin air.
Suddenly realizing something, Xian Sheng laughed, and hurriedly looked for Zhan Zhen's figure. He didn't see him left or right. He immediately stuck his head out of the window. Zhan Zhen was hiding on the side against the wall, and when he saw his appearance, he walked over. Pressed him back: "Where is the appearance of a princess."
Xian Sheng fell back on the couch, thinking that he was not a princess originally, he lay on the window and asked, "Isn't I forbidden to open the window?"
"The wind is small today. You can drive for a while." Zhan Zhen looked at his smiling face and suddenly asked, "Have Princess Guishui gone away?"
The topic suddenly jumped, and Xian Sheng said: "You promised to wait for me willingly... and I'm still sick, cough cough."
As if to prove, he coughed again, Zhan Zhen looked at him with a smile, then opened his arms and snapped the window closed.
Xian Sheng: "..."
Zhan Zhen walked in through the front door and sat on the couch to hug him. Xian Sheng squeezed his face with his eyelashes drooping, "I don't think it's right."
"What's wrong?"
"If Gu keeps abiding by the contract, wouldn't you be able to afford to be sick? It's better to just follow Gu and meet frankly. It's better than you bother to prolong your illness, and it's good for your health."
"... How can I prolong my condition, you, don't talk nonsense."
Zhan Zhen bowed his head and kissed him, "I have been fascinated by you these few days, thinking about it carefully, but found that although you promised something willingly, it is all false, you are lonely, it is better to bite you alone. Xiang, why do you say loneliness?"
"Then..." Xian Sheng grabbed his hand and said nervously, "If you insist on forcing, what should I do if I don't like you?"
Zhan Zhen cocked the corners of his mouth: "The princess and the lonely are just married couples. The moment you get married, you should know what obligations you have to fulfill after marriage. Now it is too late to force you?"
He was lazy, but his hands were too strong. Xian Sheng was not an opponent at all. He tried to close his legs, curled up, hugged his hands hard, and coughed again: "You, how can you do this, I'm still sick." …You, I really don’t like you!"
"Whether you like it or not is so important, if the body is convinced, the heart will naturally be convinced."
Xian Sheng was hurt by his crooked chest, his head was dizzy, but he still didn't forget to hug his legs tightly, "Zhan Zhen... I'm sick, you can't do this, I will hate you."
"How can a cold wind make you sick for so long."
Zhan Zhen actually thought he was pretending to be sick? Xian Sheng opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say, "I know your highness... I am dissatisfied, I, I will help you... Don't move me, okay?"
He lowered his eyelashes, did not look at Zhan Zhen's expression, a delicate and pale face, and a mole under his eyes became more and more attractive. Zhan Zhen leaned to his face with a hoarse voice: "Say it again."
"I'll help you..." Xian Sheng still didn't look at him, pursing his lips: "Use, hand."
He willingly exchanged a few days of quietness, but this man is like a wolf, and he must be hung for sweetness, otherwise he will be taken apart and eaten. Xian Sheng can only hang on for one day or one day.
Zhanzhen's heart beats like a drum. He hugged Xian Sheng harder and kissed him on the cheek, and asked gloomily, "How does the princess understand this?"
"... When you marry, there will be a booklet, I, I have read it."
"that is it?"
Xian Sheng concealed his true thoughts and suddenly hit him with a punch in the chest, pretending to be ashamed and angrily said: "Otherwise?"
Zhan Zhen laughed, picked him up suddenly, and strode towards the bed.
Zhan Zhen is not a human being.
Xian Sheng was full of irritation and shame, but soon turned into a laugh.
He sat on the bed with Zhan Zhen, silently lowered his head in Zhan Zhen's indifferent sight, his expression was quiet, and he dared not laugh.
Zhan Zhen was born tall, and Xiao Zhan Zhen was also quite upright. When he first saw him, he thought that today I am afraid that he will never die, but he never expected that he would be gone when he met.
Zhan Zhen himself was definitely more embarrassed than him, so Xian Sheng shrank silently, not daring to let him see the clues. He is now a woman, the eldest daughter of Huang Hua, how could he understand what a man’s “triggering fire” means, and what he wants to show Simple and innocent, but it was a bit artificial, and I wanted to laugh at him a little bit, but thinking of his temperament, I was afraid that he would become angry and turn back, so silence was the best choice at this moment.
He didn't move, Zhan Zhen thought he didn't understand, but at this moment, the blood had cooled down. He calmly packed himself up, got out of bed and walked out.
But, the same hands and feet.
In the past, there is only one layer of pretense left.
Xian Sheng wiped his hands, he laughed silently on the bed curtains for a while, coughing vigorously, ordered someone to bring water to clean himself, he lay back on the bed, thinking of the scene just now, and wanted to laugh again.
Zhan Zhen didn't come back at night. Ruyi said that he was dealing with military affairs in the study. Xian Sheng sat at the table and said, "Go and call him over for dinner."
At this moment, Zhan Zhen was embarrassed and not knowing what to do. He temporarily stopped wanting to have sex with him. It was the right time for him to show his good intentions. He had to try his best to make this wolf, who only eats meat, taste the taste of vegetarian food. If you want to take advantage of Zhanzhen when you can't afford a house, you have to make him think that the way of mental coexistence is also worth promoting.
Unsurprisingly, Zhan Zhen refused, and let Ruyi tell it seriously: "The lone army is busy, let the princess rest earlier."
According to this meaning, it is estimated that I am not going to come back tonight.
At this moment, the force was too deliberate, so Xian Sheng ate something, drank the medicine, and slept comfortably.
On the second day, Ruyi came to tell him: "His Royal Highness slept in the study last night and went to the barracks early in the morning."
Xian Sheng knows what it means to be'on the fly' for men, especially for a person like Zhan Zhen, who usually thinks highly of himself. Even if Xian Sheng doesn't understand anything in his eyes, he can shut himself down for a few days.
Xian Sheng eats and drinks well. After a nap, he played chess for a while, and in the evening, Zhan Zhen came back.
Did not come to find him, and went straight to the study.
Xian Sheng thought about it. Zhan Zhen is autistic. At this moment, unless he takes the initiative to seduce him, he will never get a counterattack. It is the best time to lead a vegetarian diet. He had the food served, and he simply tidied himself up, put on a large cloak, and walked out of the inner room.
There was wind in the corridor, and Xian Sheng's pace slightly accelerated. When he reached the place, he took the plate and walked in without letting the guard tell him.
He was so good-looking that he deliberately tried to dress up, even with a sick appearance, he was dignified and gentle, so elegant that people could not think of that kind of thing.
Seeing him coming in, Zhan Zhen said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
"Give you something to eat." Xian Sheng put down the tray gently and asked, "Are you still busy tonight?"
"Yeah." Zhan Zhen opened the folder, looked at it seriously, and said with no distraction: "Go back, don't freeze."
Xian Sheng didn't move, his eyelashes were hanging down, and his extremely beautiful face was faintly sad. Zhan Zhen couldn't hold back a look at him and asked, "Is there something to say?"
"I... Did you make your Highness angry?"
"No." Zhan Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Why do you think so?"
"You used to visit me often, but now suddenly I haven't seen anyone for two days. I thought I did something wrong..."
His eyes were too simple, as if he didn't know that Zhanzhen was autistic. Even though Zhanzhen was depressed, he would not feel that there was anything wrong with his care. He was speechless for a moment and said, "It's not your fault, go back and rest. ."
"Then... Is the Xiang Gong going back to sleep tonight?"
"What is your name?"
"Meaning, fair."
"..." The words used to tease him in the past were called out like this, Zhan Zhen's throat choked slightly, and said for a moment: "Go back."
The author has something to say: Sheng Sheng: Does Plato not fragrant
Slightly: meat and vegetables are the best match.