Zhan Zhen didn't know what would happen if Queen Xin learned about Xian Sheng's secret one day, but his mood now was mixed.
He was about to leave with the carriage, and the queen glared at him again: "Does she go in the carriage by herself? Wouldn't she go in and help?"
Zhan Zhen frowned, stepped up and raised the curtain of the car, and saw Xian Sheng leaning weakly inside.
This carriage was originally specially prepared for her, and the shock absorption was very good, and the seat was still heavily cushioned, but even so, he still looked painful.
Zhan Zhen's face was strained, but his eyes suddenly became hot.
Xian Sheng reluctantly raised his eyes to look at him, Zhan Zhen sat in without a word, stretched out his hand to hold his shoulders, and lifted the person up against him.
"Sang Gong..."
"To shut up."
Zhan Zhen said, Xian Sheng shut up obediently. He grasped the corner of Zhan Zhen's clothes, his eyelashes drooped, and he nestled quietly on Zhan Zhen's chest, breathing still gently, as if it would dissipate at any time.
He didn't put on the powder today, and the medicine on his body smelled bitter. Zhan Zhen took a breath and said, "You don't want to confess, but if you come here today, it means you are in a guilty conscience."
Xian Sheng didn't answer for a while. When he came, he made people speed up and the bumps were not good. Now he was dizzy after taking a breath. He barely spoke, but did not respond to Zhan Zhen's last sentence. Instead, he whispered: "Queen mother …Does it hurt you?"
Zhan Zhen moved slightly, looking down to see the big beads of sweat on his forehead, then hurriedly looked away, blinked his eyes, and said, "It has nothing to do with you."
Next, they did not speak any more.
Zhan Zhen seems to have found himself a reason to stop bullying him, even though that reason is outrageous and incredible—
When he arrived at the Prince's Mansion, he gently hugged him down.
Xian Sheng nestled in his arms and was carried into the room by him.
He definitely realized that Zhan Zhen had him in his heart. He was obviously so angry, but he didn't tell his secrets.
There was an impulse in his heart, since Zhan Zhen didn't want to pierce this layer of window paper, he should pierce it. He didn't want to give Zhanzhen time to buffer, and didn't want to wait until he got used to disgusting himself before he came to kill him.
He wanted to be like this. When Zhan Zhen was still kind to him, he would welcome his anger... Maybe he could die relatively decently.
This marriage was originally a joke, it was true to Zhanzhen, and it was true to him.
After Zhan Zhen put him away, he left again. He didn't toss Xian Sheng any more, but he didn't seem to be willing to bother him.
Xian Sheng was lying on the bed, his physical discomfort made him in a daze, he closed his eyes and slept for a while.
In the afternoon, he recovered some strength, opened his eyes, cheered up and ate something.
His expression was a bit peaceful, Ruyi looked a little strange, and while feeding him, he asked: "The princess and your Royal Highness are reconciled?"
Xian Sheng smiled, opened his mouth and took a sip of the soup, his eyes fell on Yuehua who was on one side of the shoe sole, and said: "This trip to Jin Country is really not easy. Thank you for your hard work.
"We don't work hard." Yuehua gave him a gentle look and said: "The princess has to deal with the prince, it is hard work."
"It shouldn't be that way..." Ruyi whispered: "Who would have thought that the prince could not wait to marry the princess. If he had time to convince him, he might be able to change his mind."
"The wedding was supposed to be this year... Actually, our Nanyang princess also looks very beautiful." Yuehua sighed: "If the prince is willing, it will be fine."
"Who would like to eat congee and side dishes after seeing the delicacies of mountains and seas?" Ruyi said: "The princess told him several times in the letter before he came, and he just wanted the princess..."
"When you come this time, you should be prepared for life and death. I am very grateful."
Yuehua had a meal, got up and walked over, and said, "Did he really find it?"
"If I am killed, you will kill yourself." Xian Sheng said: "This trip is really a bit difficult."
Ruyi opened her eyes wide and was surprised. She opened her mouth to say something, but Yuehua grabbed her. She walked over and gently supported Xian Sheng to lie down, patted him and coaxed: "If you are tired, go to sleep."
Xian Sheng closed his eyes, and Yuehua said in a low voice: "In the next life, you must be healthy."
Xian Sheng fell asleep. He felt as if he had entered a misty hall lightly, and countless people of the fairy wind and the bones walked towards him, and one of them said: "You are back."
He later realized that he was actually a reincarnated immortal.
He said to his heart, it's no wonder that I have a lingering illness in my life, I can't keep a good body, gold and jewelry can't see a good mood, and I have to meet an overbearing enemy like Zhan Zhen. It really hurts me.
He swears that he will never go down again.
When I wake up, it's a dream.
He looked in a trance, and found that someone was holding his pulse and calling him: "Can you hear it?"
Xian Sheng opened his eyes extremely laboriously. It was Qi Sile. He frowned and said, "You are feverish again, eat this."
Xian Sheng opened his mouth, a pill slipped into his throat, and Qi Sile put two needles on his head.
Then asked Xian Sheng, "What's wrong with you?"
Xian Sheng looked at him for a while and asked, "Where is Zhan Zhen?"
"He's still in the study. He didn't come back. Your maid said that you are not right. Let me stare at it." He saw that Xian Sheng seemed to have no desire to survive. It was a bit difficult, and his brows kept frowning: "Are you okay? ?"
"Not good." Xian Sheng said softly, "Brother... Can you do me a favor for Master's sake."
"you say."
"In my clothes, there is a letter. Help me and pass it to my brother."
Qi Sile has the illusion that once he agrees, he will return to the west. He said: "If you do something that is unfavorable to the Great Jin Dynasty, you can't do it."
"... I am a man." Xian Sheng looked at his expression, Qi Sile moved his lips, and said: "I guessed it."
"Zhan Zhen, I see... I, it doesn't matter if I die, I just want to keep my brother and don't let him come to visit relatives."
Qi Sile's eyes were red, and he said, "Zhan Zhen loves you so much and won't kill you."
"You don't know... I humiliated him. He wanted to kill me yesterday."
Qi Sile didn't speak for a while, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from the window, his eyes moved slightly, and he said: "If he doesn't accept you, I can take you away."
Xian Sheng was stunned, then laughed: "I can't walk anymore."
Qi Sile raised his hand, put another needle in his head, and said, "You are too worried now, so take a good rest and give him some time."
Xian Sheng wanted to say something, a voice suddenly came from the door, as if someone was beating the wall violently. He subconsciously grabbed Qi Sile's hand and begged, "Save my brother."
"I promise you, but you also promise me, take a few more steps, okay?"
'Wow'...
There was a broken sound, Qi Sile clicked Xian Sheng's sleeping point, slowly pulled out the silver needle, packed his things and walked over, and saw Zhan Zhen's gloomy face.
He laughed: "What's the matter? He's not dead yet."
"It's not for you to come to see her." Zhan Zhen was like a hedgehog, his thorns exploded.
Qi Sile glanced at the room and smiled: "For you, is his secret so hard to accept?"
"It has nothing to do with you." He might kill Qi Sile as he continues. He turned around and wanted to enter the house, but Qi Sile's eyes showed a bit of indifference, "He will die."
Zhan Zhen's hand pushing the door stopped, and Qi Sile said again: "It's really going to die."
He said, "If you want him to die, go in."
Zhan Zhen put his hand on the door, and Ruyi and Yuehua were driven away by him. There are only two of them here. Zhan Zhen has spent a long time before saying, "What do you know..."
"I don't know anything, I only know that there is only one life." Qi Sile's gaze fell on the sachet around his waist, and said: "The year you were born, Daoist Lingqiu said that your life was too bad and you were dissatisfied with it. At the age of three, his Majesty drove him out of Beijing in anger. Three years later, you really suffered a sudden illness and your life was hanging by a thread. He sent something that was worthy of holding your life for you. Do you remember?"
Zhan Zhen subconsciously touched the sachet around his waist and said, "What are you talking about?"
"What's in it, do you know?"
"A yellow paper bag is an amulet." The sachet is often changed, but the contents in it have never been changed. Zhan Zhen carried it with him, how would he know it
"You have a strong life. If you can't hurt others, you will definitely hurt yourself. Your Majesty has taken you to kill the bandits and murder. When you were fourteen years old, he let you lead the army and conquer. That time, you throw this talisman. I almost died under Qin Tao, didn’t he?"
"Just stayed in the palace."
"Do you know what is in that yellow talisman paper?"
Zhan Zhen frowned: "How do I know?"
"Your life is yanghuo, too hard and easy to break. You can only protect you from backlash by sharing it with people with light life. The more half-dead people, the better the effect."
Zhan Zhen's pupils vibrated, and suddenly turned around: "What are you trying to say?!"
"Would you like to open it and see, what's in this sachet?"
Zhan Zhen's expression changed. He turned around and pushed the door to enter. Qi Sile rubbed his forehead and sighed: "If it wasn't...
Xian Sheng was a heavy sleeper. When he woke up, his discomfort finally disappeared. He was at a loss for a while, slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly heard rapid breathing in his ears, which sounded, and then slowly pressed down.
He turned his face and saw Zhan Zhen, who didn't know how long he had been staring at him, his face was a little haggard, but his expression was strained and his eyes were very complicated.
"Sang Gong..."
Zhan Zhen had a pause, then stood up suddenly, the chair under his buttocks was kicked down, his lips trembled, and he turned to leave, Xian Sheng hurriedly said, "Msang Gong."
Zhan Zhen stopped, and Xian Sheng stood up and got up. Looking at his back, his heartbeat slowly stabilized. He said, "You didn't break me through yesterday, I am very grateful."
Zhan Zhen said stiffly: "Is there anything to show through... I don't know what you are talking about."
Xian Sheng smiled. At this time, he still refused to face the truth. He could only say: "A couple, I don't want to lie to you... Yes, I am a man."
Even if he had guessed it a long time ago, but the truth was said in this way, Zhan Zhen's brain was still blank, his lips squirmed, and he couldn't find the right words to interface for a while.
I want to say something, but my throat seems to be blocked.
Xian Sheng faintly knew Qi Sile's personality, and he would surely accomplish what he promised. He looked at Zhan Zhen's back with a little nostalgia, thinking about Zhan Zhen's struggle in the past two days, thinking about this hypocritical marriage... Instead of torturing each other, it is better to cut it off.
"Zhan Zhen." He smiled softly: "Everything about me is fake, my gender, title, body... and, I like you."
"all fake."