Xian Sheng gritted his teeth, using the harshest, most vicious, and most irritating voice in his life, trying to scare him back word by word: "Zhan, Zhen!"
"For my husband."
"..."
His sternness, fierceness, and irritation are like spices sprinkled on a beauty to Zhan Zhen. The man admired the redness in the corners of his eyes and said, "What does the princess want to say?"
Xian Sheng's lips couldn't stop shaking, and the messy shreds of hair from his temples stuck to his cheeks. I didn't even know how much he was.
He told himself that Zhan Zhen was a funny man. He didn't know that he was molesting a man. Sooner or later, he knew the truth would be disgusting and cut his tongue.
But whether it's a man or a woman, in a weak position, facing a nasty guy like Zhan Zhen, I'm afraid that few can hold onto the outburst of emotions.
Not to mention the spoiled Royal Highness the eldest princess.
Xian Sheng's chest kept rising and falling: "You... stay away from me."
Zhan Zhen thought a little, and said, "The lonely person is here to dress the princess?"
Xian Sheng thought silently in his heart that there was no one to replace his qi when he was sick. He wanted to be calm, but he couldn't hold back his anger: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"I want you alone."
The explicit words made Xian Sheng's pupils dilate.
The man in front of him was like a beast in the dark night, his greed like a wolf and a tiger made no secret of it, so straightforwardly exposed in front of him, Xian Sheng shuddered with the sense of aggression on his face.
He reflexively retreats again, but he has just retreated to the bedside, here is the camp again, there is no wall behind, this moment, he suddenly fell from the gap between the bed and the tent, looking from the outside , I only saw a big bag of the tent cloth being pushed out.
Xian Sheng didn't move for a long time.
Pain, being stunned by the fall is the second, and dizziness, he fainted briefly.
When he was conscious, he was being picked up by Zhan Zhen from the ground, and the removed bed was kicked back to the original place. Zhan Zhen put him on the bed and frowned, "Princess?"
Xian Sheng lifted it up in one breath, suddenly remembering the various things he had just now, and was raging with anger, and there was a burst of fishy sweetness in his throat. He was coughed a few times by this bloody blood, and the blood splashed on Zhan Zhen's chest, which was shocking for a while.
Zhan Zhen's eyebrows jumped wildly: "Come here!!"
Doctor Hu Jun was quickly called over and saw the beauty lying on the bed. He was taken aback. He thought to himself that his Royal Highness was so brave that he fainted alive.
After taking the pulse, he found out that it was because of anger and anger. He frowned and said: "It is said that Princess Liang has been weak and sick since she was a child. Now it seems that she is indeed not optimistic about her body."
Zhan Zhen's face was ugly: "What does this mean?"
"She is obviously lack of blood, panting, and sickness. Looking at her pale complexion and bloodless, she may have other illnesses. The bones that fall when the wind blows, it is not certain how long they can live." After finishing speaking, Zhan Zhen looked solemn, and said, "His Royal Highness, there are flowers that can be broken. This is obviously a squeamish life, but I can't bear too much toss."
Worried about the leakage of his identity, Xian Sheng's spirit is tense, but he is restricted by his weakness and can't open his eyes for a while. Mimi glared at the sound in his ear, and cursed in his heart that the barbarians of the North had no good things. He was so sick that he actually made Zhan Zhen'have flowers worthy of being broken'. Isn't this just for Zhan Zhen to hurry up while he is alive
His lips moved, and he whispered softly, Zhan Zhen hurriedly leaned forward to listen: "Bah... shameless..."
Zhan Zhen: "..."
It is conscious.
Not only was he conscious, but he seemed to be still angry. He coughed and coughed up blood. His brows were furrowed, his fingers scratched on the mattress, and his mouth weakly cursed him for something like a dog, before he fell silent again. .
This time I was completely fainted.
Zhan Zhen's expression was vaguely remorseful: "Make a prescription first, and wait until she is sober."
Jiang Qin quickly brought the medicine in person and reminded: "His Royal Highness, Doctor Hu said that the bitterness of the princess was born on medicated food since childhood. We are marching. There are not so many tonics for her to make medicated food in the camp. what."
Zhan Zhen fainted since he hit Xian Sheng, and he came to check his nose from time to time. Xian Sheng was short of breath. When sleeping, his breath seemed to disappear at any time. Zhan Zhen's brows were not loosened, and he reached out and took the soup medicine in his hand. : "Send someone to pick it up in most places."
Jiang Qin almost didn't kneel down for him. Good fellow, I just snatched the other princess this morning, and in the afternoon I was making troubles as if I was going to die. You still have the face to get medicine from others? Da Liang estimated that he would rather the princess die than take medicine to raise it for you to ruin.
"Is this... appropriate?"
Zhan Zhen said: "What is inappropriate for Princess Liang to take Liang medicine?"
That's how it is said... Jiang Qin always feels that he still has to face.
Zhan Zhen picked up the spoon and blew, catching a glimpse of him before leaving, and said, "Is there anything else?"
"No." Jiang Qin turned around, thought about it, and ran to ask Doctor Hu: "Princess, can we hang our own medicine?"
"One day or two days is fine."
Jiang Qin was relieved, and then decided whether to go to most of the medicines in a day or two.
Who would have thought that Princess Liang's body is really so weak, this highness didn't eat it, didn't she just worry about it in her heart? If you really eat it, you can just throw it away if you don't know.
In the camp, Zhan Zhen soon discovered that Xian Sheng was completely fainted. Half of the soup that he fed in spilled along the corners of his lips, and only a small part was swallowed unconsciously.
He looked at the pale lips of the person in front of him, raised his hand to wipe the overflowing soup, took the medicine himself, bent over and pinched his chin, mouth-to-mouth feed. The medicine spilled from Xian Sheng’s lips and was held by him again. He crossed over again. At the same time, he gently lifted the back of Xian Sheng’s neck and asked him to unconsciously open and close his lips. I fed all the medicine in the bowl.
Those pale lips were also dyed red because of him.
Zhan Zhen licked his lips. It was obvious that the medicine was bitter, but there seemed to be sugar hanging on the tip of his tongue.
It was in the middle of the night when Xian Sheng woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, a nightmare voice came from his ear: "Wake up?"
He suddenly propped up and sat up, and looked at Zhanzhen with a cold face. The latter's elbow was resting on the small table beside his bed, with one hand supporting his forehead. He seemed to be a little tired, and said lazily, "Since the princess has nothing The lonely has to go to bed and rest."
Xian Sheng waited for him to leave, but saw the man lift his leg onto the bed. Suddenly Xian Sheng looked like a cat who had been invaded by the territory, and the hairs all over his body were raised, "Zhan slightly!"
Zhan Zhen looked over with a cool expression in his eyes: "Everyone who dared to call this nickname in person is dead."
This nickname was taken by Liang Guoren after he was defeated by Qin Tao, and everyone who really dared to shout out in front of him was slashed by him, without exception. Xian Sheng had also heard about it. Back then, a Jin Guo friend called out this name in front of him, and he was killed on the spot. This man has a noble status and a martial arts. He can talk and laugh ruthlessly, and almost no one dares to provoke him. .
He was terrified, but he couldn't stop the sharp hostility all over his body. He didn't vomit and said, "Then please kill me."
Zhan Zhen put down his hands to understand Yi.
"Qiang—"
The saber that he did not leave his body slid out of the sheath, the candlelight shook, a cold light flashed in front of him, a chill came from his neck, and Xian Sheng closed his eyes reflexively.
He held his breath, did not notice the pain for a long time, opened his eyes again, but saw Zhan Zhen's face right in front of him, conditioned reflexively leaning back, Zhan Zhen also deceived himself, supporting him with one hand.
Xian Sheng was unsure, Zhan Zhen raised his finger, and gently tapped on the surface of the camp tent behind him, and a dull sound came from inside: "The lonely man has set up a wooden board outside, and the princess doesn't have to worry about falling down again. ."
Xian Sheng was stunned for a moment, then realized that his back was indeed sticking to something hard, like a wall.
He was a little confused: "I broke your rules. If you don't kill me, how can you build up your prestige in the future?"
Zhan Zhen said half-truth, "The princess is so considerate, how can the lonely kill you."
The more Xian Sheng couldn't understand him, he frowned, and then deliberately said, "Zhan slightly."
Zhan Zhen smiled.
Xian Sheng was confused, and said again and again: "Zhan slightly."
Zhan Zhen smiled again, his eyes full of interest.
Xian Sheng repeatedly said: "Zhan slightly."
Zhan Zhen patiently reminded: "Why the princess has to provoke and ask for trouble."
Xian Sheng wanted to die: "Chan... Um!"
The opening and closing lips were suddenly blocked, Xian Sheng stiffened for a few breaths, and immediately raised his hand to push, but Zhan Zhen grabbed his wrist and clasped it behind him. Zhanzhen held his soft lips and chewed gently.
After a moment, his lips parted, Zhan Zhen's expression was still unfinished, and said: "There is more than that way to block the princess's mouth."
He lives in the bedroom all the year round. When did he experience such a thing? After a brief panic, he glared at Zhanzhen again: "You..."
Zhan Zhen looked respectful.
"Cham..."
Zhan Zhen's thin eyelids lifted up, seemingly smiling.
Xian Sheng couldn't speak. Continuing to call that nickname, it seemed as if he was deliberately leading him to kiss himself.
He turned into anger, his cheeks flushed, and he seemed to be coughing up blood again, Zhan Zhen saw this and said: "Tomorrow, I will send you back alone."
Xian Sheng coughed twice, but his thoughts were taken away by his words. He was dubious: "You want to let me go?"
"happy?"
Xian Sheng didn't dare to be happy, he sternly said: "Is this true?"
"You are not in good health, there are not many medicines in the military camp, and the loneliness cannot support you temporarily."
Zhan Zhen's person looks human, and when he speaks calmly, he is not that annoying. Xian Sheng believed a little bit in his heart, and said, "Then you let me go first."
Zhan Zhen just got the advantage, and now he can talk a lot. When he is about to let go, Xian Sheng moves his wrist, and can't help saying: "What about the conditions?"
Once he returns, he will definitely help Daliang against the enemy. Zhan Zhen had suffered a loss in his hands before, so how could he easily let him go
Zhan Zhen did not answer, but lay down: "I'm tired and lonely, we will discuss this matter tomorrow."
The bed in this barracks was originally narrow, and Xian Sheng almost had to stick to him if he wanted to sleep. Although he is not a woman, the title of Princess Daliang bears on his head, and it is not appropriate to think about it.
Xian Sheng shrank at his feet, looked at him full of resentment for a while, leaned on the wooden board and closed his eyes.
After tossing for so long, Xian Sheng was very exhausted both mentally and physically, and his breathing quickly became lighter. Zhan Zhen opened his eyes to look at him, then rolled over and leaned in: "Princess?"
Xiaoyi Yangzi slept very heavily, Zhan Zhen stretched out his hand and pushed it, and fell softly back. Before he fell off the bed, Zhan Zhen stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist, gently pulled the person into his arms, and smiled.
I really believed his words, sleeping so peacefully.
On the second day, when the sky was bright, Xian Sheng woke up but did not see Zhan Zhen. He glanced at his clothes, which he wore on his body properly. As soon as he felt relieved, his stomach screamed.
Soon the maidservant lifted the curtain to see and smiled: "The princess is awake, get hungry, and the maidservant will get you some food."
After Xian Sheng rinsed his mouth and cleaned his teeth, he sat on the chair and took breakfast quietly. The maidservant said again, "The maidservant will dress the princess."
Zhan Zhen said that he was going to send him back. It was not easy to get a haircut. Xian Sheng nodded and sat down in front of the mirror, letting her play tricks on her head, and said, "Forget it, I don't like it. "
"This is a good bun. It's very delicate and tastes great." The maid handed it over to him and said softly, "Look at it."
"No." Xian Sheng said: "Hair accessories don't need to be too complicated, simple is good."
The servant girl didn't dare to disobey, helped him tie up his hair, and persuaded: "The princess's lips are pale. Apply some lip fat to make her complexion appear."
Xian Sheng glanced at himself in the bronze mirror. If he let his elder brother know that he coughed up blood yesterday, he would definitely be worried, so he dipped his fingertips a bit and rubbed it on his lips.
After he had cleaned up, the maid scalded the pleated clothes on his body with the teapot, but Xian Sheng ignored it, all thinking about when he could return to Dadu.
Zhan Luelue, this guy, didn't want to see him yesterday, and kept relying on him to piss him off, but if he wanted to see him today, there was no sign of him.
He tilted his head and said, "Where is your prince?"
"Slaves don't know."
What is this guy Zhanzhen thinking
Xian Sheng was full of doubts, couldn't wait to open the curtain and walk out, and immediately attracted a large group of eyes.
The people in the military camp have been fighting all year round. When have they ever seen such a seductive beauty? Even if Xian Sheng only wears lipstick, his face is too bright, and the clothes on the side of his body are a bit dignified and elegant. People are very moved.
Xian Sheng didn't care about those eyes, and said, "Where is Prince Zhanzhen?"
"His Royal Highness..." As soon as someone was about to answer, a person walked out of the camp on the opposite side. Zhan Zhen's eyes fell on him, and there was a sudden burst of light in his eyes. He stared at Xian Sheng, walked over slowly, and said, "Ready? "
Others' eyes Xiansheng can be ignored, but Zhanzhen's eyes are substantive, as if to eat him. Xian Sheng avoided his sight and said, "You promised me."
"Come."
Zhan Zhen stretched out his hand, and Xian Sheng frowned. Not only did he not stretch it out, but he also put his hands behind his back, as if he was afraid that he would forcefully grab it again.
He didn't give Zhanzhen face, the latter was not even angry, and ordered someone to bring a carriage and said, "Princess please."
This bad embryo suddenly became polite, and it became more and more weird. Xian Sheng took advantage of his good spirits, and when he went out along the way, he glanced at the defense of the enemy camp, and secretly remembered it in his heart.
Tens of thousands of military horses were assembled and crowded behind the carriage, marching toward the capital in mighty force. Xian Sheng raised his eyes to look at the man ahead and shouted, "Prince Zhanzhen."
The man tightened his horse's rein, stopped to turn his head, and the carriage carried Xian Sheng a few steps parallel to Zhan Zhen. Xian Sheng said, "You really want to send me back?"
"All alone."
Xian Sheng looked back again. Although he could only see a corner of the vast army, his ears could hear the trembling footsteps. These thousands of troops moved forward together, despite the flag. It was to send him back to Dadu, but for Dadu, it was an iron armor beast that was approaching.
"You... can you enlarge Liang's life path?"
Zhan Zhen's gaze quietly fell on his face, "How can the princess be so naive."
Xian Sheng's lips tightened quickly, he put down the curtain, sat in the middle of the carriage steadily, and tightened his face. How can a war between the two countries be trifling. He also knows how ridiculous his problem is. If he and Zhanzhen are in a different place, if Daliang can destroy Dajin and dominate the world with just one step, then, will he let Dajin go
The answer is never.
No careerist is willing to give up the territory he has acquired.
But even if he didn't get the answer he wanted, Xian Sheng didn't regret asking that question, even Zhan Zhen would think he was stupid and ridiculous because of it.
Because it is not shameful to be greedy for life, it is the instinct that human beings are born with.
Zhan Zhen once again led his troops to the metropolis, but Xian Sheng heard a voice that would never appear: "His Royal Highness Zhan Zhen!"
"Queen..." Xian Sheng suddenly raised the curtain of the car, her eyes fell on the woman standing in front. Wei Xuan also saw him, her eyes were red, and she wanted to step forward and restrain her.
Xian Sheng got out of the car and walked slowly over, but was stopped by an unsheathed knife under the Zhanzhen horse.
Before Wei Xuan moved, Xianning already eagerly said: "Zhan Zhen, how on earth are you willing to let the Sheng'er go?!"
"It seems that the princess is really important to you." Zhan Zhen's scabbard gently pushed Xian Sheng back, and Xian Sheng was forced to retreat and couldn't help but stare at him.
Zhan Zhen smiled and said, "Let Gu Lai guess, could it be that Da Liang made a deal with the princess with whom he could exchange for reinforcements?"
Wei Xuan's expression froze, and two steps forward, she said gently: "I am just a mother to take my daughter home today. Everyone in Daliang knows that Sheng'er has been weak since she was a child. Please also ask His Highness Zhan Zhen to see if she is For the sake of my daughter's family, open the Internet and let her go home."
"Daughter's house?" He smiled, and Wei Xuan's heart suddenly tightened, thinking to herself that the prince of the Northern Kingdom was really so nasty, and discovered Xian Sheng's true gender.
Zhan Zhen went on to say: "The castle tower commands thousands of troops and makes a random array. It's not something that ordinary daughters can make."
Wei Xuan exhaled, her expression unchanged. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Zhanzhen stand up and get off her horse, "I know what the queen means, but today I came alone not to fight, but to make a deal with Daliang."
The military officer beside him was confused, but Jiang Qin quickly said in his ear: "It seems that our Highness has not given up."
Wei Xuan smiled and said, "His Royal Highness, please speak."
"The lonely wants to marry her."
Now, not only is the military teacher, Jiang Qin is also confused, marrying? Oh, this is to accept the princess.
Wei Xuan kept smiling, and everyone in Nanliang looked different. Xian Sheng took the lead and said, "You want to take me as a concubine to achieve the purpose of humiliating the leader?"
Zhan Zhen looked at him and said, "Ming Media is getting married."
As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell into confusion.
Even the person involved, Xian Sheng, couldn't avoid it. He frowned and was very confused: "Ming... Is...?"
"That is, there is a matchmaker, there is a betrothal gift, you, sit in the sedan chair, marry me, and be the princess."
With an expression of caring for a fool, Xian Sheng immediately retracted his foolish look and straightened his face. Wei Xuan suddenly said, "I'm afraid this is wrong, Sheng'er... He, he is delicate and fragile. How can he get used to it if he goes to the North Country and the weather is cold?"
"According to the Queen, I would rather fight again than marry the princess?"
Wei Xuan said, "If the princess marries away, you will let go of the big beam?"
"Exactly."
"Then princess doesn't want to..."
Zhan Zhen looked at Xian Sheng again, and slowly said, "That gu will rise up again, break the capital, capture the Emperor Liang, destroy the Xian family, and dominate the world."
"You..." Xian Sheng said, "Is this a threat?"
"Intimidation and temptation, it depends on the princess to choose."
"How are you tempting?"
"Since it is the Ming media who is getting married, there is naturally a betrothal gift."
"What is the employment?"
"Ten cities."
Before Xian Sheng had time to react, the military division behind him eagerly said, "Your Highness!"
Zhan Zhen raised her hand to stop it without turning her head. Wei Xuan said at this moment: "His Royal Highness is still young, and her words are unfounded. In the case of marriage, parents should decide. If Your Highness is sincere, please go back and report to the Emperor Dajin. Ask him to send missions to most of them to discuss specific matters."
Zhan Zhen calmly said: "Queen Wei said that loneliness also has this intention, princess, please go back."
Xian Sheng walked towards Wei Xuan subconsciously, and Zhan Zhen turned on his horse behind him. Xian Sheng couldn't hold back and turned to look at him, wondering: "Why?"
Zhan Zhen: "Huh?"
"This is a good opportunity for Dajin to dominate the world."
"The country is easy to change, and beauty is rare. From Gu's point of view, the princess is more important."
I don't know if it is an illusion, Xian Sheng has vaguely sensed affection in his eyes.
Before thinking about it, Zhan Zhen has reined in his horse and turned around, facing forward, and the thousands of troops and horses will follow him like a tide.
Xian Sheng thought that Zhanzhen was just talking casually, and the emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty would not agree to this absurd marriage, but he underestimated Zhanzhen's right to speak in the Northern Jin Dynasty.
Three months later, the missions of the two countries finished snorting each other and drafted a marriage marriage certificate. Zhanzhen returned ten cities and 100,000 prisoners, as well as the second prince of Liang who was captured alive that year, but just like Xiansheng. As expected, the emperor of Dajin did not let him go easily. After agreeing to his son's absurd request, he also offered him tax tribute and the conditions for relying on Dajin.
But for Nanliang, who was in danger, it was a good thing that could not be desired.
In exchange, Xian Sheng boarded a first-class shock-proof carriage covered with soft bedding, with ten miles of red makeup, and was escorted by the military of the two countries, and embarked on the long road to the north.
No longer worrying about the country and relatives, Xian Sheng finally had to put his thoughts on himself. He knew that he was the key to this marriage. He tried to write to Zhan Zhen privately asking whether he could change another princess. Zhan Zhen flatly refused. As long as Zhanzhen only wanted him, he sensed his unwillingness and threatened that he knew that the princess was sick and weak, but if he died of illness in the marriage, Dajin would immediately rise up and crush the Nanliang River.
Xian Sheng was angrily ill for another half month, scolded him bloody in the letter, and asked him if he would break the contract once he got married.
Zhan Zhen comforted him lightly: the princess should not be angry, pay attention to the body, but still have to remind that the history books are written by the victors.
Xian Sheng said in his heart that he was not a real woman anyway, so he was not afraid that he would always give up and go to the North Country to deal with Zhanzhen, and he could decide who would win or lose. After all, he had no other choice. When he got in the car, he covered his head and fell asleep, but even so, he still got sick several times on the road. When in the car, Xian Sheng’s biggest wish was to be able to get down to the ground as soon as possible, but he could follow along. Going north, the temperature was getting lower and lower. When he was about to go to the capital, Xian Sheng had already wrapped himself into zongzi, but the weather was still suffocating.
"Princess, here." When the wishful voice came, Xian Sheng was curled up in the car with the stove in his arms. He moved awkwardly, his head was dizzy, and the sound of horseshoes came from his ears, a strange and familiar one. The voice came: "Princess."
For so many days, Xian Sheng has been living in a muddle-headed manner, almost forgetting why he came to Beijing. At this moment, he suddenly heard Zhan Zhen's voice, and the memories of contact with him flooded into his mind.
He straightened up in a spirited spirit.
"I haven't seen it for many days, doesn't the princess remember the loneliness?"
Xian Sheng hesitated for a while, hugged the stove tightly, and slowly climbed to the car window.
Zhan Zhen only heard a rustling movement in the carriage, the window was opened, a head poked out, accidentally hit the window lattice, the mink velvet hat suddenly covered his eyes, and Xian Sheng hurriedly raised his hand to straighten up. , Said: "His Royal Highness... Long time no see."
Both the hat and the bib were fringed, and the pink jade that lined Zhan Zhen's beloved face was extremely cute. Zhan Zhen's eyes were greedy, but his tone was rather gentle: "How about princess?"
Xian Sheng covered his lips and coughed, and said, "His Royal Highness is concerned, everything is fine."
Zhan Zhen smiled slightly: "I haven't seen you for a few months, the princess has become a lot better."
Xian Sheng said: "It is naturally different to treat friends and enemies."
Zhan Zhen looked at him thoughtfully, Xian Sheng lowered his eyelashes to hide that he was not looking at him. Since Liang Guo decided to conceal his gender and accept the marriage, he has always been a little guilty. Seeing Zhan Zhen again at this moment, he was speechless, wishing to sleep in the carriage for a few more days.
Zhan Zhen didn't get to the bottom of the question, and thoughtfully said: "It's a cold day, go to the city, don't freeze the princess, miss the wedding three days later."
He turned the horse's head to parallel the carriage, but Xian Sheng was surprised: "It's not that it will be held in the spring of the new year..."
Zhan Zhen interrupted him: "I don't want to wait any longer."
The author has something to say: Slightly: I miss the bridal chamber.
Sheng Sheng: ... I don't want to.