Chapter 21:

Knowing that Zhan Jin was injured, Xian Sheng ordered people to take the good scar removal medicine from Nanliang and sent it to her. They agreed to wait for time to hang out together.
After two days of snowing, the Prince's Mansion was quiet and Zhan Yin didn't rush to come and play with him. Xian Sheng guessed that because Qin Yi's business had just passed, the little girl was afraid.
Since Zhanzhen had been married, he had not eaten at the military camp. He came back on horseback every day at noon, passed by the shop in the city, and bought him some other food, so the little snacks in the Xiansheng house were almost never missed.
When the snow stopped, the air was still surging with cold air. Xiansheng pushed open the window and took a few sips of snow. Yuehua hurried over and closed the window: "Today the sun is cold, we will not open the window."
Xian Sheng withdrew his gaze, huh.
He placed a chess game himself and played lazily until he heard the voice of his descendant: "Your Highness is back."
Zhan Zhen took off his hat outside, took off the big cloak, and walked in with air-conditioning. Instead of approaching him directly, he sat far away in front of a fire and roasted his hands. Play, but you’re weak, and it’s still a bit cold today. The solitary man went to the kiln store and ordered a two-in-one pot. Let’s eat the kiln in the house at night.

Xian Sheng said: "But the hot soup with clear soup and the same pot in a pot?"
"The South should be rare."
"I read it in a book." Xian Sheng was showing off how many books he was reading, his eyes rolled, and asked him: "Ajin Ayin will come together?"
Zhan Zhen warmed his body, and then came towards him. Xian Sheng moved his position, but gave him a hug: "If the princess wants, the solitary people will call them."
"Then call out." Xian Sheng was delighted and ate two more crispies.
It was time to turn to night.
Zhan Yin trot in, stomped the snow on his feet, and said, "Is it coming early? You haven't started yet."
As soon as she came, her eyes stuck to Xiansheng's face, and the eyes were bright and shiny. If Zhanzhen was a big tiger, she was a little tiger. She gave Xiansheng a feeling of eating him. Brothers and sisters.
As soon as he was about to speak, Zhanzhen had already stepped forward two steps, directly blocking his sister's sight, with a little repulsion: "Since it's here, go to the warm pavilion to prepare."
Zhan Yin could not see the little sister-in-law by tilting her head from side to side, and jumped angrily: "Isn't there a servant, why do you want me to go!"
"A Jin." Zhan Zhen looked behind her, Zhan Jin just walked in, immediately froze for a moment, and then said: "Today, there are the eldest son and eldest daughter of the royal family, as well as a princess Liang Guo, we still go in person Be prepared so that someone will not poison the princess."
Xiansheng: "..."
What is the absurd reason? If Prince's Mansion is so easily poisoned, Zhan Zhen has not died countless times.
Zhan Yin also glared her eyes, and Zhan Jin turned to go out. Zhan Yin couldn't let her go alone, so she had to trot to keep up: "Why do you speak for him every time? He just bullied me!"
Zhan Jin was very helpless: "You look at the sister-in-law's eyes too much, making him unhappy and normal."
Zhan Yin realized afterwards, subconsciously touching her face, her voice suddenly lowered, and said weakly: "Is it too much? I don't know what happened... Seeing the sister-in-law can't move, how can she look so beautiful? ."
Her eyes flicked briefly, and she suddenly reacted: "No, I'm my sister! He's too jealous!!"
Zhan Jin chuckled lightly, and Zhan Yin stared at her again: "A Jin is also beautiful, my sister is so beautiful! I'm so happy! ... If there is no annoying brother!"
"It's not like it." Zhan Zhen took Xian Sheng out and commented on his sister's loud voice, but Xian Sheng thoughtfully followed him and said, "Ajin seems to have something to worry about."
"How do you follow her like this?"
"She walked beside Zhan Yin and gave me a very different feeling."
Zhan Zhen looked sideways and said, "What do you think will be?"
"I don't know." Xian Sheng said: "But she seems very stressed."
"Her life was a bit complicated, and she was born by the father emperor's favorite princess Mei at that time. The princess Mei was born in poverty and was sold cheaply. Fortunately, she was rescued by the father emperor. From then on, she was regarded as a pearl of the palm. Zhen recalled it and then said: "It's just a bad life. She gave birth to three sons, and the oldest died before she was one year old. She was so mad, she was later found to be in harmony with the guard, and her father's face was dull. She was killed by the rod, and her mother tried to prove that A Jin was his own daughter before she could survive."
Zhanzhen District said a few words about the life of a woman. Xian Sheng sighed a bit and instead said: "Three sons are dead, only one daughter survived, don't you find it strange?"
"The real murderer has bowed his head."
Xian Sheng frowned, and walked with him to the back porch. In the Nuan Pavilion, Zhan Yin was complaining and tossing carbon into the table stove. Xian Sheng saw this and shouted Ruyi and gave a few words. The latter quickly held some The preserved cakes came up, and Zhan Yin Zhanjin's eyes fell on a plate of crispy spots, looking at Xiansheng strangely.
This kind of secret cake... how can it be used to treat guests?
Zhan Zhen's face also changed, and Xian Sheng said casually: "This is some of my favorite snacks in the past two days. Let's wait for the pot to open while eating."
Zhan Yin said straightforwardly: "It turns out that the sister-in-law is flat..."
Zhan Zhen squeezed something into her mouth and said sullenly: "Your favorite plum cake, eat more."
Zhan Yin blinked, Xian Sheng looked sideways, reminding: "That's pea cake."
Zhan Zhen drew back his hand and sat down, Xian Sheng's eyes fell on him, his brow furrowed slightly.
Zhan Zhen's expression was faint, but he was a little nervous.
If Xian Sheng misunderstood that he was rejected by her husband, wouldn't he even touch him.
He gave his sister a cold look.
Zhan Yin: "...?"
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