No matter what Xian Sheng does, it is lovely in Zhanzhen'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 walked into the shop with Xian Sheng.
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 and knowledge are, even if they haven't actually seen it, it can be seen from the manner of clothes.
The female boss was the first to see Zhan Zhen, she was a little surprised, her heart is so elegant, she was thinking about which noble son in Beijing, 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 Xian Sheng's gaze. After a short daze, she hurriedly backed up two steps and bowed and said, "I have seen your Royal Highness, the two of you, please."
Xian Sheng followed her in, and Zhan Zhen asked, "Are there any good things?"
"Some and some, but the craftsmanship here is not as good as Nanliang, I wonder if the princess doesn't like it."
Her heart throbbed. After worshipping the ancestors, the civil and military officials met with Xian Sheng. Soon after, the beauty of the crown princess was passed on by word of mouth. I saw a fairy... No, no, she is a goddess! Nine Heavens Profound Girl is nothing more than that! You said Qin's daughter? The first beauty in Beijing... Not that she is not good, girls are all beautiful, that is, the crown prince will ignore it. Winner."
These young talents gathered together to blow the prince concubine between heaven and earth. Hearing that Qi Ziyou, the son of the Taishi, was so arrogant, his eyes were in a daze when he mentioned it, and he nodded, "I've only seen it in this life."
With the two of them taking the lead, it spread throughout the capital almost instantly. The people who were very curious at first thought it was no wonder, but at the same time they became more curious. The scholars wrote poems, mostly the fantasy Xiansheng, this This caused some married women to feel uncomfortable. Whenever they came to buy powdered powder, they had to complain to her. By the way, the princess was belittled a few times overtly and secretly. The lady boss was really stunned by Xiansheng, although she hadn't seen her yet. However, those verses have been imaginative.
I thought it was an exaggeration, but now I discovered that this prince concubine fits exactly what she imagined, even if she has never seen it before, but when you see it, you will understand that the title of the first beauty in Beijing 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 heard that His Royal Highness's eyes were higher than the top, but he also folded for the princess Liang.
She lost her smile and showed it to Xian Sheng: "Look, these are just out this year. Can you take a fancy to it?"
Nanliang is so extravagant, and the people are more willing to spend time studying these exquisite things. Xian Sheng, as the most favored princess, has a lot of knowledge and must have used a lot of good things. .
She waited anxiously, Xian Sheng took the exquisitely crafted box in her hand, sniffed it lightly, and then dipped some of it with her fingertips and applied it to the back of her hand.
This thing is indeed not as good as that produced in Nanliang, but Xiansheng itself is not for this. He smiled and said: "It's pretty good, but it's thicker, and 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, Xian Sheng 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!"
Xian Sheng said: "What ingredients do you have here? Take me to see."
"Hey, please."
Xian Sheng 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 Xian Sheng was going to do.
But when he got to the back, he leaned on the door panel, but watched Xian Sheng and the female boss discussing the powder craftsmanship for half an hour. He was so excited that he quickly fetched 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.
Xian Sheng 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." Xian Sheng took a sip. Because he didn't see the one he liked, he 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 definitely not A few boxes of scented powder can be compared, the craftsmanship is rough, I hope the princess will not dislike it."
Xian Sheng accepted it happily, "I like it very much, thank you very much."
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 has to see what bad idea you have."
Xian Sheng curiously asked, "Do you know now?"
Zhan Zhen glanced at what was in his arms, for a long while: "I can't guess."
Xian Sheng gave him a glance, walked to the front of 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."
Xian Sheng glared at him, "You said you wouldn't let me take the pedals."
"The lone is not a porter."
Xian Sheng 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.
Zhanzhen was in a good mood, got in and huddled with him, but Xian Sheng's good mood was ruined by him, and he took refuge in disgust.
Zhan Zhen coaxed him after provoking him, "I'm not angry anymore, just tease you."
Xian Sheng glared at him again, gave him two kisses, finally quenched the fire, took out the box to show him, and asked softly, "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, the tone of voice is normal, but Zhan Zhen heard a bit of 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." Xian Sheng took it and made a look of love and restraint and joy. Zhan Zhen couldn't help but hugged him tightly, and he simply didn't want to possess him all the time.
Xian Sheng 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, and he is really a little tired at the moment, he simply tilted directly into Zhanzhen's arms and closed his eyes.
Zhan Zhen stroked his cheek and kissed him again.
People always believe in what they see, and their eyes will make people ignore the feelings in their hearts, even if the feelings are correct sometimes.
Xian Sheng discovered that Zhanzhen was in such a situation. He had doubts, but his reason and eyes would tell him that his doubts were nothing but illusions.
He wouldn't just take off the last layer of Xian Sheng's disguise, as he said, he hopes to be a double with Xian Sheng for life, so he will try not to touch Xian Sheng's bottom line.
Xian Sheng 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 inevitably think that Xian Sheng would make a fuss on his body. If Xian Sheng is true If he is allergic or sick, his sanity will be the first to send a signal to tell him that his doubts are not an illusion, and he will be unable to restrain it sooner or later and further verify it.
Of course Xian Sheng would not follow his wishes.
Bring him to the Xiangfen shop just to make him'feel', and then deny him'feel', so that he can really act.
He slept soundly this time, and when he opened his eyes, Zhan Zhen had already gone to the study. Xian Sheng 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 Zhanzhen came back, Xian Sheng 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?"
Xian Sheng shook his head and said, "I was suddenly hungry."
"Don't wait for a friend?"
Xian Sheng didn't 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..." Xian Sheng said, but suddenly choked up, tears spreading in his eyes: "Zhan Zhen... When do you think I can go back to the south to take a look?"
Zhan Zhen was silent for a moment. From New Year's Eve, he found that Xian Sheng was in a bad mood. He was often in a trance. Although he deliberately concealed it, he gave people a feeling of forced laughter.
He was wondering if it was because of the soup, but now he wants to come... It should have been since New Year's Eve that he has missed his parents and brothers.
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?"
Xian Sheng nodded, retracted his tears, and smiled: "Let me have a couple of 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."
Xian Sheng 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. Thin and weak: "Don't look at me..."
Zhan Zhen avoided his sight, frowning, and his heart was numb: "You can drink a little, and drink with you alone."
Xian Sheng sobbed, "I want to drink a lot, I'm very drunk."
"It's all up to you."
Xian Sheng grabbed the glass, raised his head to pour it down, and immediately coughed continuously. Zhan Zhen stretched out his hand and patted him on the back. Xian Sheng was already drunk and dim. He looked over and asked, "Don't you drink with me? Why don't you drink it?"
"Drink now."
Zhan Zhen drank a glass. He was drinking well, but he was not worried that he would be drunk. Xian Sheng also noticed 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?"
Xian Sheng's reaction slowed down, and after he finished speaking for a long time, he nodded.
Zhan Zhen changed the bowl. When he was drinking the first bowl, the Xian Sheng beside him suddenly tilted to one side. He hurriedly stretched out his hand, the bowl was thrown aside, and the drink was spilled on the ground, but suddenly he was in his arms. Wenxiang nephrite.
The tangy and elegant fragrance made Zhan Zhen's mind a little dizzy. This was the one he picked today. Xian Sheng used it seriously. He put his arms around the waist of the person in his arms, and suddenly understood the sentence that alcohol is not intoxicating and everyone is drunk.
Xian Sheng'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."
Xian Sheng mumbled softly: "It's not exactly what you want..."
Zhan Zhen felt that he was a little out of control. His gaze fell on Xian Sheng's neck, and just now he pulled a part of Xian Sheng's shoulder, and there was a belt hanging around his neck.
Xian Sheng 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, his mind is full of the sweet smell of his body, and his reason is swallowed inch by inch.
In the darkness, he didn't see Xian Sheng's eyes regaining clarity, and gave the last hint in a low voice: "Blindfolded... Only then can you do whatever you want."
This was like an instruction, and Zhan Zhen responded immediately.
Xian Sheng had never had this pain in his life. He thought the pain was almost unbearable, but his bullied red eyes undoubtedly made him even more drunk for the drunk Zhan Zhen.
The shaking bed curtain didn't stop until when, Ruyi and Yuehua stood by the door, because Xian Sheng 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 it, and the sky will be bright."
At this time, it was still early to dawn.
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Xian Sheng 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 Zhanzhen has a good amount of alcohol.
The curtain of the bed was dim, and the strips of cloth on Zhan Zhen's eyes were thrown under the bed, and he slept deeply.
Xian Sheng's head was very dizzy, he restrained coughing, and barely moved his body, as if he was run over by a car, and the hard-to-talk area hurts badly.
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. It is just like a traditional Chinese medicine. 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 Xian Sheng overestimated his body.
He fainted for a short time, 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 and 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 returned to 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 his doubts. If the queen asks about it tomorrow, it will be his fault. He not only has to take the initiative to acknowledge this mistake, but also willingly acknowledge it.
He relieved his heart and passed out completely.