When Zhan Zhen ran to the Qinlou to drink flower wine, Xian Sheng met Zhan Jin in the mansion.
The front hall was too cold, and Xian Sheng asked her to introduce her into the room. Ruyi stepped forward and took off Zhan Jin's coat. The two of them sat around the stove, warming a stew pot with sweet milk soup, Xian Sheng. He personally served him a bowl, handed it over, and asked, "Is it here to find Zhan Zhen?"
"No." Zhan Jin thanked him and took it, saying: "I have something to ask my sister-in-law."
Zhan Jin is worthy of being Zhan Zhen's younger sister. After all, she was born to a dad, which is somewhat of Zhanzhen's characteristics, frank and direct.
Holding a bowl of milk soup in both hands, Xian Sheng shrank on a soft and wide chair, his eyes clear and bright: "What's the matter?"
"Can you tell the emperor, let me go to the barracks?"
She looked over and sounded like she was begging, but her expression and eyes were neither humble nor overbearing. Xian Sheng stared at her, and her eyes fell on her plain and delicate face. She suddenly realized something, and the corners of her mouth were slightly bent, and her voice was very loud. Qing: "Why don't you go to Zhan Zhen?"
"He won't promise me."
Xian Sheng could see that when she came, she must have been thinking for a long time and made a lot of determination. There is a kind of person who will never move forward after making up her mind. So Zhan Jin is very calm and didn't even hesitate. I have gone through all the questions in my mind, all the worries and worries have been calculated, and her way forward is her way.
"Don't I say that I will agree?"
"You are not the same to him." Zhan Jin said: "He has been awkward all his life. At the age of twelve, he was praised as a martial arts wizard by the world. He regarded himself very high. At the age of fourteen he asked to lead soldiers, but he was defeated by Qin Tao He finally took his life back. Everyone thought he could not get up, but he told his father that he was going to tear down the backbone of Nanliang and plant the banner of the Northern Jin Dynasty in every city in Nanliang."
Xian Sheng's expression was calm, but his tone was somewhat cool: "You don't need to show me what a capable prince there is in the Northern Jin Dynasty."
Zhan Jin shook her head: "It's not showing off, I'm just telling you what kind of person he is."
"He has already done it, it's almost." Xian Sheng lowered his eyes, his lips pressed tightly, and he couldn't see his expression.
"Yes, just a little bit, he could fulfill the promise he made to his father. But at that time, no one believed him, even his father didn't believe it, because there was Qin Tao in Nanliang, and even though Qin Tao likes to pull texts , But in the eyes of Jin people, he is a life-threatening Shura. No one thinks that he can kill Qin Tao. I think you heard it at the time, and he must have found it ridiculous."
Xian Sheng didn't speak, but he did remember that the prince brother did tell him this as a joke, and the fourth brother was learning Zhanzhen's tone and playing a funny way to make him laugh.
They treated Zhan Zhen as a clown, and Zhan Lue, who was beaten home crying on the nose, said that. It was really ridiculous.
No one thought that after four years, Zhan Zhen really overthrew the mountains and rivers of beams.
"He shut himself in the house, practiced swords daytime, and read military books at night. He was unkempt and looked like a lunatic. The emperor had thought about abolishing his position as a prince."
Xian Sheng smiled faintly: "If you want to tell me the heroes of the Northern Jin Dynasty have the courage to pay, I will reject your request and issue an eviction order."
Zhan Jin pursed her lips and said: "I'm sorry to offend you, but I just want to say that you are different from others to him. He spent so much thought and time that he could overthrow the big beam in just one step. You, he gave up. He never put any woman in his eyes. We all thought that he would never marry a wife in this life, but he married you, Princess Liang, who is still married by the Ming media... He has a lot of The method can get you, right?"
"He was just afraid that I would commit suicide."
"If you are threatened by your family's life and forced you to submit, have you never followed?"
Xian Sheng looked at him coldly, and relaxed for a moment. He placed two soup bowls on a square table, leaning against a soft chair, and said, "You said so affectionate to a provocative disciple. Believe it for real."
Zhan Jin bowed to him again, lowered her posture, and said, "I have no intention of offending when I say this. You are very important to him. As long as you speak, he will definitely agree."
"You use the blood and tears of Nanliang as a pavement to promote the heroes of the Northern Jin Dynasty for me, and you also want me to help you blow the pillow wind?" Xian Sheng tilted his head and said softly: "Do you think it is appropriate?"
"I'm sorry." Zhan Jin said: "I don't have anyone else to help. The emperor will never allow a woman to enter the barracks. The father and the queen will only think that I have nothing to do. Only you can convince the emperor."
Xian Sheng looked at her, "If I don't help you, what will happen to you?"
Zhan Jin was silent for a while, her eyelashes flickered, and said, "I don't know."
Xian Sheng looked at her and slowly said, "Someone in the palace is making trouble for you. You need to take refuge in the palace, right?"
Zhan Jin lowered her head and said for a long time: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask, how did you hide the truth from the doctor?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about."
"You and I may have different purposes, but at this moment, you should all just want to live, so there is no need to keep hiding, right?"
'She', or'he', he raised his head, his eyelashes were wet, but his eyes were very bright, Xian Sheng sat still and said for a long time, "Aren't you here to ask for help today?"
Zhan Jin didn't pause, took a sip of the milk soup, and said, "I thought we had reached a consensus."
Xian Sheng smiled without saying a word. He looked at Zhan Jin quietly. Although he was only fifteen years old, he was indeed very tall, a little taller than Xian Sheng. Such a man would follow Zhan Yin all day. eye-catching.
But he didn't think he could easily believe in Zhan Jin. For him, Zhan Jin was only a native of the North. Perhaps for some reason they had to make the same choice, but they weren't all the same.
He remained silent, Zhan Jin did not continue to ask the bottom line, and said: "You are right, I'm here for help."
Xian Sheng nodded. He felt that Zhan Jin was very smart, able to be a human being, and would not be too aggressive. Those words that Xian Sheng said just now, Xian Sheng used it as a foil to his importance to Zhan Zhen.
He said: "I can consider helping you."
Zhan Jin's eyes lit up for a moment, and he slowly exhaled and promised: "If there is a need, I will help you."
"It seems that you have decided where to go for yourself?"
"Jiang Qin is short of people."
"Why him?"
"The prince attends, the son of the general, is too far away from the royal family, the mother will not be relieved, too close, it is easy to be exposed. And... he seems to be more cheating."
After Zhan Jin left, Xian Sheng sat alone for a while. He was actually a little disappointed in his heart. It turned out that Zhan Jin was really a man pretending to be a woman. I don’t know if he could meet the woman in the body of Yanghuo before he was eighteen. If fortunately, he has not been exposed by then and is about to die of illness, would Zhan Zhen let Nan Liang go
It was a matter of resignation, thinking left and right without a clue, then gave up.
Zhan Zhen didn't come back for dinner at night. Xian Sheng ate some casually and prepared to rest. Not long after lying down, a voice came from outside, "Your Highness, be careful."
The door was knocked open, Zhan Zhen was helped in with alcohol, and Xian Sheng had to get out of bed: "What's the matter? Drinking so much?"
Zhan Zhen swayed from the left to the right. He did not dare to step forward and let him be put on the bed. The maid took off his shoes and covered him with the quilt. Ruyi took Xian Sheng to the side and whispered. "It seems that I went to the Qin Tower. The girl sent it back... You go to sleep next door tonight. He is so drunk that he hurts the princess again."
Xian Sheng frowned, looked at the probe, and said, "That's good."
He stepped up to get out, Zhan Zhen suddenly sat up, "Stop."
Xian Sheng stopped and turned his head to look at him. He saw that his cheeks were flushed. Although he smelled of alcohol in the room, the soothing fragrance could not be concealed, but his eyes were very gloomy. He was not drunk. When people are unconscious, they are even a little sober.
Zhan Zhen said: "Go out."
The half-drunk but not drunk man is even more terrifying. Ruyi is terrified. Yuehua walked in, and Fushen coaxed softly: "Your Majesty, the princess is weak, and the servants and Ruyi will stay and take care of her. Let her go next door to rest first. OK?"
Zhan Zhen squinted his eyes, staring at Xian Sheng's face, and slowly said, "If you don't want to die, just get out."
Xian Sheng finally reacted. He gave Yuehua a look. The latter hesitated to speak, but in order to prevent Zhanzhen from angering Zhanzhen, he turned and left.
The door was closed, and Xian Sheng felt a little panic. At this moment, Zhan Zhen was more like a beast. He was not awake, at least, not so awake.
Zhan Zhen looked at his pale face, raised his hand, and patted beside him, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.
He did not speak, but the action gave a message, and he was letting Xian Sheng pass.
Xian Sheng's eyes fell on the table, reached out his hand to pour a cup of tea, walked closer, and said warmly, "Sober up."
Zhan Zhen opened his mouth, and Xian Sheng had to feed him. Zhan Zhen held the edge of the cup, his lips were wet with tea, but he didn't even look at the cup, but looked at Xian Sheng.
Xian Sheng's fingers trembled, his eyes hit his chest, and he said, "How much did you drink today?"
"Not much." Zhan Zhen drank, licking his lips, Xian Sheng said: "I'll pour you another glass."
He turned around in a hurry, but was still grabbed by his arm. Xian Sheng let go in pain, the cup fell to pieces on the ground, he was dragged onto the bed by Zhan Zhen, his knees were lifted by one hand, and he hugged directly in his arms.
Zhan Zhen, who had drunk, was completely different from the past, like a wild beast released, almost all of Xian Sheng’s bones were crushed by him: "Did you go to the Qin Tower today?"
"What about it?" Zhan Zhen touched his face and said, "The lady doesn't care."
"Who, who said I don't care?" Xian Sheng hurriedly said, "You went to meet the girl today, so why not just live there? Why bother to come back?"
Zhan Zhen looked at him and said, "You just wanted to go to sleep next door. What do you mean? Are you afraid of being alone doing what you should do, or afraid of accidentally breaking your Jingui's body?"
"No." Xian Sheng said: "I'm just afraid that you won't sleep well, mate, can you relax a little bit, I can't breathe."
"Little liar." Zhanzhen opened his fingers and pinched his cheeks, causing his mouth to pour slightly, like red petals, and said unhappyly: "Gu is very unhappy today, you don't care at all... You coax I have to be lonely and spoil you, but you don’t have loneliness in your heart, loneliness is very angry..."
He bowed his head and kissed him, Xian Sheng tried to retract his mouth, but his cheeks were sore by him. Zhan Zhen tasted him, and once, Xian Sheng's eye sockets were slightly red, and Zhan Zhen was still unhappy. Not enough, moved his palm down, pinched his chin and forced Qi Chun to get into the house.
"Zhan Zhen... Slightly..." Xian Sheng said intermittently, even more sobbing: "Msang Gong, Ms. Gong..."
Zhanzhen's heart tightened, and finally let go of his pinched flushed face, but still holding his arms around him, he pressed Xian Sheng's forehead, watched his rolling tears, gritted his teeth: "What are you crying?"
Xian Sheng was crying and shaking, Zhan Zhen couldn't help but wiped his tears: "You want to make lonely heartache like this, don't you?"
"You went to find a girl today, and when you came back, just treat me like this..." Xian Sheng kept shaking, his teeth trembling slightly, and tears were hot: "I just don't want to interrupt your rest, you still have to misunderstand me, like that. bully me… "
"Don't shake it." Zhan Zhen stroked him: "Okay, goodbye."
"How much wine do you drink... It's so scary, it hurts me to catch it."
"I didn't drink a lot, how could I be lonely to hurt you? Yes, I was mad at you and deliberately bullied you... Knowing it was wrong, don't cry."
He kissed his tears, and Xian Sheng finally calmed down, his eye circles were still red, but his eyelashes drooped, blocking the surging emotions inside.
Zhan Zhen lightly coaxed: "Sleep together, okay?"
Xian Sheng twitched his nose, thinking that if he refused to make him angry at this moment, he nodded, curled up pitifully and shrank inside, curling his eyelashes and tightening his lips.
Zhan Zhen pulled up the quilt, stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, Xian Sheng's wet eyes turned back, then turned back, and whispered, "The girl from Qinlou, is there anyone who looks good with me?"
Zhan Zhen couldn't help but hugged him tightly, and said dumbly: "Nowhere near you."
"Then... Don't go anymore."
At that moment, Zhan Zhen realized the feeling of being cared. The next second, Xian Sheng added another sentence: "Don't drink anymore, okay?"
Zhanzhen smiled, staring sharply at the white neck of the person in front of him, and then took a bite.
"not good."