Zhan Zhen was originally quite dignified, but his expression abruptly gave him a hint of embarrassment. He couldn't help but want to teach him a lesson, but he couldn't get fierce because of his body, so he could only kiss him on the mouth. Do punishment.
Xian Sheng had a small appetite when he was uncomfortable. Before going to bed, Zhan Zhen coaxed him to take a few more bites. Rarely, he took the initiative to lie on the small couch and listened to his movements. He noticed that he didn't turn over much all night, and he couldn't help but wrinkle. frown.
This incident gave him a new understanding of Xian Sheng's weak physique.
Qi Sile moved here the next day and brought a little medicine boy. It is said that he had picked it up from the road before. He was very clever and sensible. He was very attentive after running and was also very fond of Qi Sile.
When everything was cleaned up, Qi Sile moved a small stove, turned the book while throwing medicine in it, and spent several hours making a bowl of medicinal soup.
Then that night, he personally delivered the medicine over, "I have turned over the book these few days and wrote a new prescription, which will improve your illness."
Zhan Zhen is now inseparable from Xian Sheng, and the military affairs are all handled in the bedroom. When he saw this, he got up and took the blow. Xian Sheng said, "Thank you, Uncle Xiaohuang."
Qi Sile smiled and asked Zhan Zhen: "I heard that you promised A Jin to go to the barracks? Why did you suddenly agree?"
"She doesn't want to marry, so it's okay to follow Jiang Qin's long-term knowledge for the time being. After the knife comes to the fire, maybe she will understand the boudoir." Zhan Zhen blew the spoon and fed the medicine to his mouth: "Bitterness?"
"Fortunately." He has taken even more bitter medicines, but today's medicines are slightly sweet, although they are still strange and unbearable.
Qi Sile said: "It's the princess, if you accidentally hurt something, how can you explain it to your majesty?"
"Jiang Qin will protect her."
Xian Sheng raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Qi Sile. The latter was actually looking at him. Xian Sheng felt that he had something to say, but seemed to care about Zhan Zhen, and finally left after a few casual words.
Qi Sile's suspicion is far heavier than Zhan Zhen, and it must be related to his broken sleeves, but why didn't he talk to Zhan Zhen directly
Xian Sheng was upset and lay down after taking the medicine.
I don’t know if it’s related to Qi Sile’s medicine. After this bowl of medicine, Xian Sheng obviously felt that his strength was recovering, but even so, he still lay in bed for several days. Let yourself be alone with Qi Sile.
Xian Sheng felt fortunate, but also very worried.
The weather was good on this day, and Xian Sheng was a little yearning, so he opened the window and sat on the bedside to look out, although he could not see anything except the overwhelming whiteness.
"Want to go out?"
A voice came from his ear, it was Zhan Zhen.
Xian Sheng glanced at him and wanted to refuse, but he still couldn't hold back and nodded.
Zhan Zhen ordered someone to lift the chaise longue out, then picked him up, and said, "Just say what you want. If you don't say a word, how can the lone know?"
Perceiving his little temper, Xian Sheng said softly: "Don't you know it now?"
With eyes facing each other, Zhan Zhen kissed him dozingly.
He was lying on the couch while Zhan Zhen was sitting on the side, peeling melon seeds for him, and casually said: "I wrote a letter with your brother, and I just received a reply saying that he has already set off for Beijing."
He raised his eyes to look at Xian Sheng. The latter was really taken aback. Gradually, his eyes lightened brighter: "Is this true?"
"This is a reply." Zhan Zhen handed the letter to him. Xian Sheng hurriedly opened it, read the letter back and forth several times, his eyes fell on the last sentence, "I miss it very much, I hope my sister cherish it." Shaking, he took a breath, suppressed his excitement, and said: "It's the prince brother, he wants to see me in person."
"Your two emperor brothers were vying to come, and the two of them were throwing pots, and the Shang prince narrowly won, only to get the chance to see you."
Xian Sheng thought of the sentence in the letter,'If you have to fight with me, then compare it. Than what? Casting a pot, winning a narrow margin, and getting a good opportunity to visit relatives, I can't help it. 'Heart is a little heavy, they all know that Xian Sheng is in dire straits, no matter who comes, it may be a life of nine deaths, this is not vying to see him, but vying to protect each other.
Thinking so, he laughed on his face and said, "Even though the second brother was born to Aunt Qing, he has always treated me like a sister. Because he is about the same age as Brother Dahuang, the two of them have often worked against each other since they were young."
He missed a little, but also a little scared, his eyes surging with anticipation and longing. Although he hoped that his elder brother would not come over, he also knew that it was impossible. He could only try his best to think for the benefit. If someone came, he would not be alone. He would act according to the opportunity. I wonder if he could take the opportunity to escape from Dajin. It seems very difficult to not be discovered by Zhan Zhen.
His mood was slightly depressed again, but Zhan Zhen suddenly reminded: "Extend your hand."
Xian Sheng acted subconsciously, and Zhan Zhen poured the melon seeds peeled from the small dish into his palm. One hand couldn't hold it, he hurriedly held both hands and said, "If I want to eat, I will knock it myself."
"What should I do if I break my mouth?" Zhan Zhen moved the chair to his side, put one hand on the chair, leaned close to him, and said, "If there is blisters on the fire, wouldn't it be beautiful?"
"If I shaved my face, would you not like me?"
Zhan Zhen looked at him for a while and said, "It's possible."
Xian Sheng turned his face away, and he knew that Zhanzhen was just impressed. If he didn't have this face, he might die.
"But you just need to be pretty. The lonely will protect you."
Xian Sheng snorted coldly.
Zhan Zhen raised her eyebrows and said, "Ordinary women may be so happy when they hear that they only need to be beautiful and beautiful."
"There are always accidents in everything, how do I know you can protect me well?"
"Trusting in a husband is also one of the responsibilities of being a wife."
Xian Sheng ignored him. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that Zhan Zhen's words seemed to have ulterior motives, but with his understanding of Zhan Zhen, he didn't have to worry too much before he got well.
There was movement from one side. Zhan Yin, who hadn't seen for many days, stepped on the floor of the corridor and ran over. "Sister-in-law, are you getting better? I heard that you fell ill again. I was not allowed to come out two days ago. , But you want me to die."
As soon as she came over, she rubbed Xian Sheng's leg against his feet, and looked at him eagerly, just like a coquettish puppy.
Xian Sheng touched her head, before speaking, Zhan Zhen already shouted, "Get up."
Zhan Yin shivered, and whispered: "Why are you so fierce..."
She didn't dare to go against her elder brother, obediently left Xian Sheng's feet and sat on a stool, and waved her back: "A Jin! Come here quickly and show her sister-in-law!"
Xian Sheng guessed where Zhan Yin was. Zhan Jin must be there. He raised his eyes, and when Zhan Jin came in front of him, he immediately felt his eyes shine.
Zhan Jin wears men's clothing today. He will be sixteen this year. The young man is slender, but he can't hide his romanticism. His eyebrows are a little thin, his face is small, his life is very delicate and energetic, and he is sick with Xian Sheng. Yan's appearance formed a sharp contrast.
He was a little shy, but more of joy, like getting relief from a certain cage.
"Brother emperor, sister-in-law." I think because he was afraid of being caught, he was a little nervous, and his voice was still the same as before.
Zhan Zhen's gaze fell on him, and he watched quietly for a long time.
Zhan Jin's temperament in women's clothing is very harsh, like an ice beauty, and a bit sharp in men's clothing, even if it is deliberately constricted, it looks like a sharp sword.
Women's clothing can be women, men's clothing, and they seem to be men.
Perceiving his brother's gaze, he subconsciously held his breath slightly, and the melon seeds in Zhan Zhen's hand suddenly fell on the ground, and Zhan Jin's forehead exuded fine cold sweat.
The atmosphere solidified for a while, and Xian Sheng was also a little breathless.
I have to say that temperament can sometimes determine gender. Xian Sheng has been sick since he was a child and wears menswear very softly, but Zhanjin is different. Although he has always been cautious and restrained, he is beautiful and sharp. Menswear is like returning to the basics, if not Preconceived, looks like a handsome boy alone.
Not to mention that he is very tall.
Zhan Zhen is not a fool, even if he never doubted before, he definitely understood something at this moment.
Zhan Yin took the lead to break the stalemate: "I'll say it looks good! You look at the emperor's brother.
Zhan Zhen was still looking at Zhan Jin, her eyes shrank slightly and gradually turned into a cold, cold as if covered with ice for thousands of years.
No one knew what he was thinking.
The corners of Zhan Jin's raised mouth slowly squeezed, and the headless Zhan Yin also shrank her head sensitively, slightly widening her eyes and looking at Zhan Zhen suspiciously.
A white hand suddenly stretched out, Zhan Zhen lowered his eyes, looking at the plain hand that can be called a'catkin', and met Xian Sheng's gaze without saying a word.
"What's the matter?" Xian Sheng deliberately said, "Really dumbfounded?"
His eyes are very beautiful, even if they are not deliberately, they seem to have a charming light. Zhan Zhenzai carefully examined this face, and the person holding the big banner in the tower alternately appeared in his mind. The same snow-white face, the same pitch-black hair, one arbitrarily tied, and a hosta tied up, his eyes flickered slightly, but suddenly he thought of the small swaying ball, and dropped his eyes again, gently holding him. Hands.
Xian Sheng's ten fingers were not touched by Yang Chunshui, his palms were tender, he squeezed, and whispered: "If I didn't know it was A Jin, I'm afraid I would really treat her as a boyfriend."
"I was really taken aback when I saw it." Xian Sheng withdrew his hand and looked at Zhan Jin. He saw that the other party was dressed up as a girl and it was not against him. He thought that he would definitely look like a girl in a man's dress, but he didn't expect it. , He was so heroic, he pressed the restlessness in his heart, and said: "Sit down, talk about the difference between the barracks and the palace? How does the little general treat you?"
He chatted casually with Zhan Jin, but Zhan Zhen didn't intervene anymore. He lowered his head and peeled the melon seeds and put them in a small dish one by one. Zhan Yin secretly pinched a few of them to eat by himself, and said in his heart: If it hadn't been for seeing my brother beat his sister-in-law, he would look like a good husband at first glance.
My elder brother really has no other advantages besides good looks.
She came to see Xian Sheng again, sighing the beauty of the world. She felt that it was a pity that she could see the wasteland and old age without eating or drinking.
I don't know when the wind started to blow in the yard, Zhan Zhen interrupted their chat and said, "Go in, don't freeze anymore."
He got up, Zhan Yin and Zhan Jin also stood up immediately.
Zhan Zhen patted the melon seed dander on his hands, bent over and hugged Xian Sheng.
Xian Sheng nestled in his arms cleverly. He was very light, perhaps even lighter than some northern women. Zhan Zhen could easily pick him up and put him back on the bed. Xian Sheng suddenly said, "What's wrong with Xiang Gong? "
His eyes were clear, with faint worry in his eyes, as if he really didn't know anything.
"It's nothing." Zhan Zhen pulled the quilt to cover him, and said: "Guo will be back later today. Don't open the windows anymore. Take care of yourself first."
Xian Sheng knew that asking more questions would only be more suspicious, so he nodded and said, "I'm bored by myself. Let Ayin and the others come in and talk to me."
"Um."
Zhan Zhen called the'two' sisters over, but then called Zhan Yin aside by herself, and asked her: "Have A Jin go to the bath on the fifth day?"
"Never." Zhan Yin said: "He is ill, so it's not convenient to take it."
"Have you ever had a soup with her?"
"You don't know, A Jin is introverted and easy to be shy. When she was a child, she slept with me in the same bed. In the past few years, my mother gave her the palace. , And then wondered: "What are you asking about this?"
"Have you ever seen her look like nothing?"
"..." The question was a bit explicit, Zhan Yin had weird eyes, she put her hands around her chest, and slowly said: "A Jin and I, but your blood-related sister... Besides, my brother has sister-in-law. Right?"
Zhan Zhen said solemnly: "There is nothing serious to investigate, and it may involve the cause of death of Concubine Mei."
Zhan Yin immediately widened her eyes: "Isn't the real murderer caught early?"
"It may also be a scapegoat."
"Then..." Zhanyin rolled her eyes and twisted her veil and said: "You draw me a piece of sister-in-law who doesn't have any strands, I'll just... describe it to you... ahhhhhh!"
Zhan Zhen grabbed her back collar and threw the person directly into the thick snow.
"You should wake up for a while."