The two men left the small courtyard where Huo Kangsheng was temporarily imprisoned in silence.
Although Zhao Mian is gone, his heart is still with Huo Kangsheng.
What Huo Kangsheng said was a problem that he and Wei Zhenfeng, as well as Nanjing and Beiyuan, had to face. Nanjing was determined to get the Xixia treasure, and even if it couldn't be kept alone, it would definitely have to share a piece. But from Beiyuan's perspective, it would definitely not be willing to share a single cent with other countries.
It would be reasonable for Wei Zhenfeng to turn against him in the future because of this matter. Even though they knew that Huo Kangsheng was trying to sow discord between the North and South, they could not deny this fact.
Zhao Mian couldn't help but glance at Wei Zhenfeng, only to see that Wei Zhenfeng had a serious expression and looked thoughtful, probably struggling with the same problem as him.
Zhao Mian tried to comfort her, "It's useless to think too much about this. It's better to solve the problem at hand first. Life is more important than anything else."
Wei Zhenfeng looked at him and said with a smile: "What do you think I am thinking about?"
"Of course it's about the Xixia treasure."
"Great, you guessed it all. So where are we going to do it tonight?" Wei Zhenfeng said in his usual relaxed and casual tone, "Yours or mine?"
Zhao Mian thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to my place. It's close to Huo Kangsheng. If anything happens to him, we can get there in time."
Wei Zhenfeng had a complicated expression.
And he "arrived in time". What did His Royal Highness think of having sex with him - eating? He could just put down his chopsticks and leave.
The mocking words came to his lips, but Wei Zhenfeng swallowed them back. Although he had little experience, his intuition told him that it would be better not to make Zhao Mian unhappy beforehand.
"Okay," Wei Zhenfeng said, "I'll listen to you."
Zhao Mian walked towards his room. He found that Wei Zhenfeng had been following him, and asked curiously, "Why are you following me?"
Wei Zhenfeng was also puzzled: "Didn't I say I was going to your place?"
Zhao Mian said, "Come over when you are ready."
"Prepare? Do I need to prepare anything?" Wei Zhenfeng said "Oh" and then realized, "I know, I should go take a shower and change clothes."
Zhao Mian reminded him: "Besides bathing and changing clothes, there are other things."
Wei Zhenfeng was puzzled: "Anything else?"
Seeing Wei Zhenfeng's reaction, Zhao Mian knew that the young prince had no self-awareness: "Last time, you were on top. This month, it should be my turn anyway."
Wei Zhenfeng: “…?”
Zhao Mian glanced at him and said bluntly: "With your skills in bed, you are not naive enough to think that I will let you sleep with me this month."
Wei Zhenfeng froze. He opened his mouth to retort, but couldn't find any reason to do so.
Logically speaking, it was fair for him and Zhao Mian to take turns. The male and female Gu only required the infected person to consummate the marriage, and there was no requirement for who was on top and who was on the bottom. With Zhao Mian's temper, he had been tormented by him last time, and this month he would definitely find ways to get back at him.
He had actually neglected this point before and had not thought of a countermeasure in advance.
Miscalculated.
Wei Zhenfeng racked his brains for a long time and finally said, "I am taller than you."
Zhao Mian frowned.
What is Wei Zhenfeng trying to do
Wei Zhenfeng thought he had found a breakthrough and continued, "I'm better at fighting than you."
Zhao Mian sneered, "Did the prince forget whose territory he is on? Do I need to call Shen Buci and have him tie the prince to the head of my bed?"
Wei Zhenfeng struggled desperately: "...Is my reaction faster than yours?"
Zhao Mian's face suddenly darkened, and he blurted out the words of self-defense: "That's because you were holding Li Er's face at the time! If it was your own face at that time, how could I have reacted so late."
Wei Zhenfeng laughed and said, "Believe it or not, even if I was holding my own face up to you, you would still be slower."
Zhao Mian was about to retort, but suddenly realized that he seemed to be led by Wei Zhenfeng again. Who was faster and who was slower was not the core of the problem at all. What was the point of arguing about it
"Oh, you are quite proud. Anyway, there is still half an hour until midnight." Zhao Mian said coldly, "I advise Your Majesty not to struggle in vain. If you finish it sooner, you can continue to interrogate Huo Kangsheng."
After saying that, Zhao Mian stepped into his room and slammed the door in front of Wei Zhenfeng.
Bai Yu had prepared hot water for bathing in advance. Zhao Mian soaked in the hot water, and his cheeks were reddened. After soaking for a while, he felt that the water temperature did not drop, but instead tended to rise gradually.
Is it because he was thinking about the detoxification with Wei Zhenfeng soon
Don't worry, he can do it.
When he was fifteen or sixteen years old and gradually became familiar with the world, his father taught him about this and asked him to be clean and responsible for himself and others. No matter how inexperienced he was, he could not be worse than Wei Zhenfeng.
Stop, don’t think about it for now. The more you think about it, the hotter your body will get. It’s better to think about something serious and relax.
Zhao Mian forced himself to think about the Xixia treasure, but his eyes suddenly fell on the mirror in the room. After hesitating for a long time, he got out of the bath and dressed. He hid the mirror before drying his wet hair. Who would have thought that as soon as he hid the mirror, there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Mian panicked for a moment, then he took a deep breath and made sure he was dressed neatly and decently before he calmly opened the door.
Wei Zhenfeng appeared in front of him, damp all over.
Zhao Mian looked at him calmly, "You're here."
Wei Zhenfeng's long hair was still wet, and his eyelashes were also wet. When he blinked, the water drops touched the tear mole and gently shattered on his eyelids. He was wearing a loose crimson uniform. Perhaps because he was in a hurry, he didn't tie the belt properly, and the collar was loose, revealing a thin chest.
Wei Zhenfeng was also looking at him, looking at his face, looking at his eyes that were drooping because of discomfort, looking at his waist that was tightly covered by clothes. Then, Wei Zhenfeng took a step forward, turned around and closed the door.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhao Mian's thoughts seemed to be locked up. He seemed unable to think about anything except the people and things in the room.
Zhao Mian calmed himself down and said to Wei Zhenfeng, "Go lie down on the bed."
Zhao Mian had a bad feeling: "Speak."
"Can I sleep with you with this face?"
As Wei Zhenfeng spoke, he took out something hidden behind him—a well-made human skin mask that Zhao Mian was very familiar with.
He has a dark complexion and ordinary facial features. He doesn't have his favorite teardrop mole. So whose face could it be if not Li Er's
Zhao Mian's expression suddenly disappeared, and he nodded indifferently: "Very good, Wei Zhenfeng, you are out of antidote."
Wei Zhenfeng was not threatened. Instead, he took the mask and looked at it carefully. "I didn't think so before, but now I see that black skin is not as good-looking as white skin. There is no double teardrop mole on it that His Royal Highness likes. What should I do?" The young man took the mask and covered his face in a pretentious manner. "Your Highness, can you react to this face?"
Zhao Mian closed his eyes. He felt like he was going to die of anger.
Damn it, he should have asked Bai Yu to study the hot spring that could solve all disguise problems!
Zhao Mian said stubbornly: "I turned off the lights and did it just for your face."
Wei Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Okay, Your Highness can try."
Zhao Mian: “…”
"So I put it on?"
Zhao Mian stabbed Wei Zhenfeng with his eyes like knives, and gnashed his teeth and said, "You dare? Wei Zhenfeng, if you dare to use someone else's face to sleep with me, I will not let you go even if I kill you all the way to Beiyuan Shengjing!"
"I don't dare." Wei Zhenfeng threw the mask aside, walked to Zhao Mian, pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit on the chair, then squatted in front of him, took the initiative to put on a humble attitude, looked up at him, and said earnestly: "How about this, give me another chance? If you are still not satisfied this month, I will definitely give you next month and the month after next."
Zhao Mian stared at Wei Zhenfeng and asked, "Do you really not want to be inferior to others?"
He had already thought it through. If Wei Zhenfeng said "yes", he would bring out the principle of "Do not impose on others what you do not want others to impose on you" and force Wei Zhenfeng to submit to the teachings of Confucius and Mencius that were jointly advocated by Nanjing and Beiyuan.
If Wei Zhenfeng said "no", then he could just say "if not, why don't you sleep with me?"
Unexpectedly, Wei Zhenfeng didn't say yes or no, but said: "You misunderstood, I don't think being down there is 'subordinate'." The boy paused, as frankly as when Zhao Mian said he liked his face, "I just simply want to have sex with you."
Wei Zhenfeng's bluntness almost shocked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Zhao Mian was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly, his expression stern: "How dare you! Do you think you can have sex with me just because you want to?"
Wei Zhenfeng raised his eyebrows: "Then how can we get in?"
Zhao Mian said coldly: "Since you and I can't reach a consensus, there is only one way."
Wei Zhenfeng asked: "What method?"
Zhao Mian didn't say much, he pulled out the sword hanging on the wall, and stabbed Wei Zhenfeng without hesitation: "Watch out for the sword!"
Wei Zhenfeng: “…”
In the entire Nanjing Embassy, the only person Wei Zhenfeng could consider as an opponent was Shen Buci. Seeing Zhao Mian's determination, Wei Zhenfeng once thought that he would really call Shen Buci, but he didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to be just showing off.
After five moves, Zhao Mian's sword was snatched away by him, and he was also held in his arms, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still did not call for help. He just showed an unwilling expression and mocked him: "You are only good at martial arts."
Without waiting for him to speak, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince continued, "The hour of midnight is approaching. I don't want to endure the pain of the Gu, so I'll let you have it one more time. If you hurt me again this time, I will definitely repay you tooth for tooth in the next two full moons, a hundredfold."
Wei Zhenfeng laughed and used one hand to casually rub his hair: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I have learned it all."
Zhao Mian pursed his lips, and in order to feel better later, he endured the shame and reminded: "There is a porcelain bottle of ointment next to the pillow, you must remember to use it."
"Ointment?" Wei Zhenfeng asked curiously, "What is it used for?"
Zhao Mian's body suddenly stiffened.
Learned, what do you mean learned? What did Wei Zhenfeng learn?!
Zhao Mian no longer cared about his face and struggled in Wei Zhenfeng's arms: "Wei Zhenfeng, I believed your lies. You... put me down! Someone, Shen-"
Wei Zhenfeng hugged him tightly helplessly: "I was just teasing you, can't you see? I'm not stupid."
Zhao Mian was so angry that he wanted to bite someone: "Is this kind of thing fun?"
Wei Zhenfeng smiled and said immaturely, "I... I'm a little nervous, so I wanted to tease you to relax. Sorry." He hugged Zhao Mian and walked towards the bed. "But there is one thing I'm curious about. You know you can't beat me, so why do you want to fight me?"
Zhao Mian hesitated whether to tell the truth.
Even Wei Zhenfeng, who is so talkative, admitted that he was nervous at a time like this. Wasn't there any need for him to lie
Anyway, even if he doesn't tell the truth now, Wei Zhenfeng will definitely force him to tell the truth later.
"I still have to try to fight for it symbolically. I can't just agree to be slept with by you without doing anything." Zhao Mian turned his face away from Wei Zhenfeng's chest and whispered the truth, "That... would be too embarrassing."
If he fights first and then does it, he can at least comfort himself that he did try hard, but if he really couldn't win, there was nothing he could do.
After Zhao Mian finished speaking, Wei Zhenfeng did not respond for a long time, so Zhao Mian had to take the initiative to go see him.
Wei Zhenfeng was also looking at him with his eyes focused and bright as stars, with a look of danger of falling and sinking.
Zhao Mian asked: "Why?"
Wei Zhenfeng slowly raised the corner of his lips: "Where is it embarrassing?" The young man had very strong arms. When he held him with one hand, he even had enough strength with the other hand to untie the jade belt around his waist. "Even if you are under me, you are still the most honorable prince."
(End of this chapter)