Xian Sheng was worried about waking up before Zhan Zhen, thinking that he would only sleep for half an hour at most, but he was so tired that he overslept in a daze, and realized that Zhan Zhen got up early to check his injuries. Lifting the quilt, he was furious, and then he was thrown off the bed. Zhan Zhen slapped him awake.
He raised his face hurriedly, but was caught by Zhan Zhen's hair again, just like he had dreamed of before. The only difference was that he was covered with bruises and purple marks this time, and he was thrown out in embarrassment.
Many people came to watch him, beat him, and smashed him with things. He tried to curl up, but his body was so exhausted that he could only lie there like a dead body.
It will die, Xian Sheng thought, Da Liang will also be implicated, Zhan Zhen will not let Da Liang...
The huge fear caused him to open his eyes suddenly and let out a slightly heavy gasp. He looked at the dim bed top, and in the rapid heartbeat, cold sweat, he was convinced that it was just a dream.
There was a thirst in his throat, and his forehead was suddenly aching. Every inch of skin and every bone on his body was screaming pain, but Xian Sheng didn't dare to sleep.
With the drunkenness scattered, Zhan Zhen still slept deeply, breathing smoothly, and seemed to have some sweet dreams. Xian Sheng moved strenuously, closed his legs that were still in a weak state, and pulled the quilt with his fingers little by little.
His strength recovered a little, even if he was very unwell, his strong will to survive forced him to react.
Nanliang is now waiting for prosperity, and it is difficult to rectify it in the short term, but the prince's brother's injury should now be much better. Yesterday, Zhan Zhen promised to let him see him. No accident, Spring would be able to see him in Shangjing.
After Xian Sheng came to Beijing, he naturally passed a few letters with his family, but they all knew that the letters would be seen by Zhan Zhen before they could be conveyed to each other, so the words would be carefully considered.
Xian Sheng procrastinated for a while and couldn't procrastinate, but he had no choice at the time. He agreed with Zhan Zhen for one year and he was ready to act by chance.
Xian Sheng just didn't expect... Zhan Zhen would be aware of it so quickly. To be precise, he didn't expect that he would have done something stupid like reminding him.
He closed his eyes, his spirits were very tense, still thinking that he reminded him that day was like an idiot.
For a moment, he actually felt that Zhan Zhen might accept him as a man disguised as a woman.
He waited quietly in the dark, breathing very lightly, and didn't even have the strength to grasp the quilt, until finally there was movement around him.
As soon as the sky was bright, Zhan Zhen had a splitting headache. He rubbed his forehead and smelled a strange breath between the curtains of the bed, gradually regaining his clarity.
The faint memories of yesterday emerged in my mind, shaking white, teary eyes, low begging for mercy and crying, and that face that makes people difficult to control with every smile...
He suddenly shook his whole body and turned his head to look over.
His internal strength is extremely high, even in the dark, he can see things normally, not to mention that it is almost bright today.
Xian Sheng’s exposed skin was full of traces, his clothes were half-fading, and the quilt was empty, his face was pale as if he had been drained of blood, the blush on his cheeks became more sick, and his weak breathing seemed to disappear at any time.
Zhan Zhen shook his hands and touched him: "Sheng'er?"
Xian Sheng's eyelashes trembled, Zhan Zhen exhaled and immediately tried to hug him. The next second, Xian Sheng let out a painful cry. Zhan Zhen was frightened and took his hand back. Xian Sheng exerted his strength to grasp the quilt, dumb. He said something, he used his whole body strength, but it was still too light, which caused Zhan Zhen to come over: "What did you say?"
His voice was very soft, as if for fear of scaring him, Xian Sheng reluctantly opened his eyes, because he was uncomfortable, watery: "You, go out..."
"Lone let someone get hot water and clean up your body." Zhan Zhen has never experienced it, but he has also seen it in the script. He came to touch him cautiously, and Xian Sheng suddenly shivered. He said with difficulty: "No... You, go out and let Yuehua..."
"How can this kind of thing make them?" Zhan Zhen couldn't help but pull the quilt, Xian Sheng's tears rolled down, and he tried hard to curl up: "Don't... Don't touch me..."
Zhan Zhen retracted his hand stiffly, and let people go to fetch water first, then looked at his suffering expression, and coaxed: "I won't do you anymore, I swear... What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly."
"Avian... beast."
"..."
Xian Sheng's face was mottled with tears. It was not acting. He was really sad. In his heart and body, he was very sad, wronged, fearful, and at a loss.
Zhanzhen was a little dazed, more at a loss, until someone brought water and lit a candle in the dim room. He grabbed his clothes and put it on, and said to Xian Sheng, "I will hold you into the water."
He lifted the quilt and saw Xian Sheng's clothes wrapped around his waist and hips and his legs were tight. He suddenly trembled when he noticed his gaze, and the tears flowed more fiercely. He choked and said, "No... No look at me. "
Zhan Zhen hurriedly closed his eyes: "Don't look down, don't cry, don't be afraid, I promise... I won't move you, I just hold you over, I swear."
He raised his hand, and Xian Sheng glanced at him, with an urn sound, "I just believe you blindfolded."
Zhan Zhen turned around, found the strip of cloth on the ground, blindfolded his eyes neatly, and then stretched out his hand to him: "This way, okay?"
"You can't... just touch it."
"Don't touch it." Zhan Zhen lifted him up like a treasure, and said in a low voice: "Whatever you say, I will do."
Xian Sheng wrinkled his nose and Ruyi led the way. Zhan Zhen gently put him in the water and asked softly, "Is it hot?"
"It's not hot." Xian Sheng was put in, took a breath, and insisted: "You go out."
"What I do, I should always bear..." Hearing that Xian Sheng was about to cry again, Zhan Zhen swallowed the words, turned around honestly, took the outer shirt that Ruyi handed over, and pulled off the cloth strips from his eyes. door.
He sat in front of the door with his clothes in his arms, staring blankly at the snow that hadn't melted, but couldn't figure out why he suddenly became drunk yesterday.
Although alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk, but he is too drunk.
He thought for a while, still at a loss, so he had to say to the guard first: "Send someone to invite Qi Sile."
He felt that Xian Sheng was not in good shape.
Inside the house, Xian Sheng was being waited on and washed, and Yuehua said, "If the Shang Palace comes down, the princess will run away."
Xian Sheng didn't speak. He had already used all his strength to deal with Zhan Zhen. He didn't want to move a finger at the moment, but he closed his eyes and leaned quietly in the bucket. He felt better in the hot water. Some.
Yuehua didn't continue to say anything, just as she was about to reach into the bucket, she heard Xian Sheng say: "I'll do it myself."
She retracted her hand and walked to the screen with Ruyi. Xian Sheng sat for a while, slowly stretched out her hand, cleaned herself up, and slowly said, "Help me up."
Ruyi took the clothes to help him put it on, his eye circles were always red, and Xian Sheng stood unsteadily, and was half-armed and hugged onto the bed. Yuehua handed over a box of ointment and said: "Is the princess herself, or..."
"Let it go first."
The two put down the bed curtains and gave him an independent space. Then they packed up the broken clothes and went out. Zhan Zhen happened to see a little blood stained on the clothes just wrapped around his waist. He subconsciously retracted his gaze. There was another turmoil in my heart.
Except for knowing that he is indeed a bridal chamber, he can hardly remember anything else.
Inside the bed curtain, Xian Sheng slowly stretched out his hand to grab the box of medicine. He was so tired that he didn't want to sleep. He was very awake, but his body was a little out of control.
He grabbed the pill box and continued to lie down, breathing carefully. Every action he took took a lot of effort. As soon as he took a shower, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. There was movement outside, and it was Zhan Zhen who came in. , He stood outside, across the bed curtain, and said: "Are you okay?"
Xian Sheng collapsed there, as if soaking in water.
He found that he couldn't take medicine at all, so he had to take out a pill from under his pillow. This thing can restore his strength for a short time. It is a replenishing medicine and it is also used for hanging, but a sex is a waste. Got two.
He pulled the quilt to cover himself, groped and stretched it underneath, awkwardly and difficultly smeared it, and put on the clothes used for restraint in his pants again. When he was relieved, he fell heavily.
Zhan Zhen immediately opened the curtain to help pick him up: "Sheng'er?"
Xian Sheng's consciousness is still sober, but he can't move or speak, so he can only let him hold it.
The door was pushed open, and Qi Sile walked in. Just about to tease, he saw Xian Sheng's face and strode over: "What did you do to her?"
Zhan Zhen's body was tight: "Just ordinary sex."
"..." Qi Sile squeezed Xian Sheng's cheek and fed him a medicine, and said, "This is not like an ordinary sex scene. She will die."
He grabbed Xian Sheng's hand, Zhan Zhen was afraid to speak, but Xian Sheng's hand suddenly twitched.
As long as Qi Sile takes his pulse, he will know that he took two big tonic pills. Then yesterday’s design of Zhanzhen will definitely be exposed, but his strength is almost negligible. Qi Sile directly pinched his pulse, frowned immediately, and watched. Glancing at Zhan Zhen.
Zhan Zhen's face was ugly: "What?"
Qi Sile paused and said, "Let her down first and let her rest."
Xian Sheng was put on the back of his head, Qi Sile took out a silver needle, looked at Xian Sheng, and said, "Sleep for a while."
Xian Sheng's heart trembled, then a slight tingling pain came from the top of his head, and his consciousness completely disappeared.
Qi Sile pulled out the silver needle, his eyes fell on Zhan Zhen's face again, and he stopped talking, Zhan Zhen's face was cold: "You are a genius doctor, can't you cure her?"
"How can it be done if I rule here, and you are tossing over there?"
"I am drunk."
"You have always had a good drink." Qi Sile said: "Is it not easy to work in front of the little lady?"
Zhan Zhen turned his head to look at Xian Sheng, and said for a while: "She has a fever."
"It will be good after taking the medicine." Qi Sile touched his chin, took a look in his own bottles, then took out a bottle and handed it to him: "Take this first these days, and then eat some light food. You control yourself so that you don’t want to kill you. Such beauties are gone when they die."
Zhan Zhen took it and said, "Tomorrow, the lonely person will clean up the East Chamber. You can live in the mansion to avoid any accidents."
Qi Sile raised her eyebrows: "Don't you be jealous?"
"Eat." Zhan Zhen gave him a gloomy look: "When she stabilizes, it won't be too late to find you to settle the account."
Xian Sheng slept very deeply. On the way, he had to drink water once in a daze. Zhan Zhen guarded him to feed. Yuehua and Ruyi could only stand aside. There was a small stew on the stove in the house, which was always hot. Now, as long as Xian Sheng wakes up, he can eat something.
It was the afternoon in a blink of an eye, and the queen had already packed up in the palace. Zhan Yin was the first to come and complained to her: "A Jin is sick, and said that he can't take a bath with us."
"This little girl." The queen asked someone to comb her hair and asked: "Can you ask a doctor?"
"She never liked to see an imperial doctor."
"Never mind, let your little emperor uncle show her later." The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and she asked the palace man the time, and said: "Why the prince hasn't come yet? Send someone to remind you."
Zhan Yin couldn't help himself. When the urging servant came back, she stood at the gate of the palace looking forward to her. The queen asked, "Why do you like her so much?"
"Who knows." Zhan Yin pulled the handkerchief to cover her face, and said happily: "I don't know if I can see the jade body of my sister-in-law today. If I can touch two of them... I won't wash this hand later."
"Promising." The queen said: "My palace sees that you should be married too. I will find you a marriage in a few days, so please get out of here."
Zhan Yin flatly said, "If you have a sister-in-law who is three-point gentle and lovely, the emperor will put you on the cusp of your heart, where is there any thing about Concubine Rong?"
"Heh," the Queen put down her hair accessories and said, "As the Queen of Jin, the daughter of Ming Wang, rich, free and status, it depends on which one is upset, the days are extremely happy, but facing him, you have to bow down. , The annoyance is also so annoying, it is better not to see."
"Hey." Zhan Yin said sadly: "You are so wrong. I'm really worried that the emperor will abolish you one day."
The queen chuckled and didn't talk any more.
The eunuch who went to the Prince's Mansion came back soon and said, "The princess is sick."
"A Jin is sick, and she is also sick? Could it be that I don’t take this palace in my eyes." The queen's face sank, and Zhan Yin hurriedly spoke for her sister-in-law: "A Jin can be sick, and her sister-in-law can naturally be sick too, and the queen will not blame it. A Jin, why bother to blame his sister-in-law?"
"She is from Liang, and I don't think she is used to it naturally." After she said, the little eunuch turned his head and glanced at Zhan Yin, and took two steps forward. After hearing something, the queen's face suddenly became ugly.
"Really?"
"The prince said it himself, I'll come to you later."
"This kid..." She frowned, and suddenly said, "My palace, go and have a look."
Zhan Yin hurriedly followed up: "Are you going to visit my sister-in-law?"
"Go and see if she pretends to be sick." The queen glanced at her: "You stay."
Zhan Yin retracted her foot aggrievedly.
Xian Sheng groaned and had a few nightmares. When he woke up, the fever had not completely subsided. He opened his eyes, and Zhan Zhen's face immediately leaned over: "How is it?"
Xian Sheng twisted and ignored him. Zhanzhen’s joy abated slightly. While looking at Xian Sheng, he tentatively crawled on the bed with his index and middle fingers, and then gently touched Xian Sheng’s hand. The latter immediately The handle was also retracted.
Zhan Zhen knew that he was guilty, so he didn't know what to do for a while.
A voice suddenly came from outside the door: "See Empress Empress!"
Before the voice fell, the door had been pushed open. Xian Sheng turned her face and immediately got up. The queen came over in two steps in three steps and pressed him back. She looked at Xian Sheng’s expression of misery as soon as she moved. Trembled: "My little boy, my mother will look at you later... What kind of tossing is this? Is it a person?"