Chapter 57:

Xian Sheng was really afraid of him.
When Grandma Dou first came to deliver tonic soup, he should stop it!
It was during this time that Zhan Zhen's attitude of disobedience made him relax his vigilance and actually forget what he was like before.
"I can't compensate... I can't." Xian Sheng stepped back, suffocated by his step-by-step attitude, and said with little confidence: "Otherwise, I'll find you a room sigh..."
Zhan Zhen suddenly gnawed at his mouth, Xian Sheng took another two steps back suddenly, was trapped on the window sill by his arms, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover the lips that were scratched by his teeth, and his beautiful eyes aggrieved.
"Will you be alone if you are there?"
"...But I am a man." Xian Sheng said: "Don't you say that you don't like men?"
"Who said I like you." Zhan Zhen frowned, saying: "Lonely, you look good and want you."
Xian Sheng was a little angry: "You walk away for me."
Zhan Zhen not only walked, but also came over to rub his face, Xian Sheng immediately went to cover, but there are always missing areas, all give him a chirp.
"You, why are you so annoying."
He stared at him again, and Zhan Zhen immediately said: "If it weren't for you, could Lonely become like this?"
"You now..." Xian Sheng seriously humiliated him seriously: "Like a puppy."
The next second, his body was suddenly hugged, Zhan Zhen sipped on his lips and said, "You seduce the lonely."
Xiansheng was forced to hold him with both hands and could only hang on him. Zhanzhen was a little taller than him. It was estimated that it was troublesome to bow his head to kiss him, but actually hugged him up again, Xiansheng's feet hanging in the air, immediately Kick him: "I didn't seduce, if you let go of me, I'm far away immediately."
"Just don't let it go." Zhan Zhen continued to slap him, Xian Sheng twisted his face left and right, pushing his head firmly with his hand: "If you don't let it go, you will break your sleeves."
"Then break your sleeves." Zhan Zhen couldn't bear to hug him sideways, Xian Sheng froze for a moment, entered the bed curtain, and said: "The gentleman's covenant...you said that it would not move me, don't..."
Zhan Zhen kissed his mouth fiercely. The little sick seedling was soft and fragrant. Although she didn't know how to compare with a woman, it was smooth and tender compared to Zhan Zhen.
Xian Sheng's hand covered his mouth again, his heart beat faster, and his long hair was messy, saying: "Zhan Zhen, do you want to know clearly... Do you want to break the contract?"
"That would be a violation."
"Wait..." Xian Sheng pushed his face with both hands, "Then, then you are not a gentleman!"
Zhan Zhen's face was deformed, suddenly opened his mouth and bit his hand, Xian Sheng retreated painfully, his eyes were red, Zhan Zhen moved the muscles on his face, and adjusted his expression fiercely, said: "When will you be alone?" Did you say you are a gentleman?"
"But we all said yes!"
"Who told you well." Zhan Zhen said: "It will only take effect when you are alone, and it will be a piece of waste paper if you don't want to!"
Xian Sheng's eyelashes flicked and he held his face again when he buried his head. He was a little funny and a little angry. He looked at his dark eyes with his lips and asked, "Then you say it again, you like me What? Even if I deceived you, even if I was a man, even if I couldn’t pass on the line for you... You also like me, and imagine that you will live with me forever and twice as you did before? Yes?"
Zhan Zhen looked at him for a while and frowned slowly: "You can't have a baby, how can you be alone with you for a lifetime?"
Xian Sheng's eyes slightly dimmed and suddenly kicked over: "Go out! Don't try to move me!"
"How do you still kick..."
Xian Sheng grabbed the pillow and smashed him, seeing that his eyes and expression were really angry, and Zhan Zhen was directly rushed off, saying, "You said you would be a lonely princess."
"It's just cooperation, this is what you said."
"But I didn't kill you."
"I thank you." Xian Sheng said: "In short, unless you really like me, you won't die."
"If you don't touch, you don't touch... After blaming the mother, she is orphaned and hungry.
Xian Sheng suddenly plucked his head, and the ailed young man was terrible: "You say it again?!"
"..." Zhan Zhen ghost shut his mouth.
This was exactly the posture of playing Qin Yi that day. He suddenly understood Qin Yi's thoughts at that time, and he did not want to hurt him, to break, or to resist, because his gesture was really vivid.
"Don't say it." Zhan Zhen mumbled lightly and turned away.
Xian Sheng backed away, hugged his pillow for a while, and suddenly smiled. After the smile, he fell a little.
In fact, he didn't know that Zhan Zhen could not have a single life with him, and the royal family of Jin Dynasty would not allow him to have no heirs. He just wanted Zhan Zhen to make a statement.
This guy obviously does what he likes, but he just refuses to admit to like him.
Suddenly he touched the sachet around his waist, saying what the children and grandchildren were, it was impossible from the moment he married Zhan Zhen.
Zhan Zhen wiped his face clean and walked out. He is now very manic, but he has nothing in his mind except Xian Sheng's face and the fantasy Xian Sheng's body.
He grabbed a long knife and poured energy into the snow. The snow on the ground was picked up by the knife, flying in the air, and smashed by the knife.
Half an hour later, he closed his knife and sat under the eaves, looking at the snow in the sky, and Xian Sheng's face flashed in his mind.
"It's really used to me." He mumbled, and the little sick young man dared to murder him.
After muttering, he suddenly smiled inexplicably, dragging the branch with his cheeks and pulling on the ground.
If you dare to attack him, it means that you are not afraid of him, that means you feel good about him.
Qin Yi's slap is nothing, but the little sick Yang Zi still dares to kick him, dare to scold him, dare to insult others.
It's not as good as this kind of petite.
Zhan Zhen was satisfied.
He patted him and got up to go to Qi Sile's courtyard. Little sick Yang is too bad, kicking him like tickling, scolding him like a cat, no deterrence at all...like seducing.
If it is okay to seduce him, of course, it is necessary to show others how it is.
Unexpectedly, Qi Sile was not there, and there was only a little medicine boy in the house who was meddling. When he saw him at a glance, he said hello, "His Highness is Mr. Xun?"
"Yes, what about others?"
The little medicine boy continued to pound the medicine and said softly: "Sir has gone out to play, what's wrong with your highness, Eyao tells you."
Zhan Zhen's eyes fell on the medicine mortar.
"It's better to make garlic than you are."
Xian Sheng's voice rang in his ears. He suddenly looked away and stepped up on the medicine shelf against the wall: "How can there be medicines for removing heat and dissolving the fire? It's been a bit hot these days."
"There are made by Mr. in the small jar over there." Zhan Zhen walked towards the house over there, passing Qi Sile's bed, glanced at the book under his pillow, walked over, and fell back again.
The little Yaotong turned his back to him and seriously treated the medicine. He suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled it out and turned it over, his eyes fell on the picture inside, his pupils shrunk, and he concealed himself in the big cloak behind him.
With his hands on his back, he turned over Qi Sile's bottles and cans, and found the little ball that Yaotong said, "Is this?"
Yaotong raised her small face and nodded immediately: "Yes, take two pills a day, it should be better in three days."
"Huh." Zhan Zhen kept his hands behind his back and left.
On the way, he immediately put the in the pocket hanging around his waist, and opened the book while walking.
The posture in this book is really imaginative, but the more frowning Zhan Zhen sees, the more ugly it is. What is really ugly. The two men are so ugly and without beauty. Qi Sile can really see it.
He lowered his hand, the posture remained the same, but the picture in his head was automatically replaced by him and Xiansheng.
The nose was hot and humid for a while, Zhan Zhen raised his hand and pressed, dodged the person, and flexibly jumped into the study.
Looking for a piece of cloth and stuffing his nose, he reopened the book, took another pen and paper, and imitated a painting... a beautiful, handed in account, no, it's Jiao.
In the past few days, Zhan Zhen got on fire, and at night Xian Sheng was asleep. He always liked to move his hands, but each time he was retracted by Xian Sheng.
But after noon, he disappeared and did not come back for dinner.
Before going to bed, Xian Sheng asked: "Is the person still in the study?"
"Hey." Ruyi replied: "I went in at noon and never came out. The door was closed. I delivered the meal and let it be at the door."
"Did he eat it?"
"Just went to see it, but haven't brought it in yet."
Xian Sheng felt strange. Zhan Zhen seldom went to the study room during this time, and he handled military affairs in this house. Why is it so abnormal today that he still... quit sleeping and forgetting food?
What is he busy with?
Xian Sheng lay down, and waited patiently for a while, let people go to see again, Ruyi came back and said to him: "The door is closed, the meal is still not eaten, no one is allowed to disturb."
"Go make some hot dishes, the soup is lighter, I will see him." He put on his clothes and came to the door of the study. The food box was still outside. Once opened, the food inside was still warm, but this When the temperature reaches the belly, it must be cold.
He knocked on the door: "Your Highness?"
It was quiet inside, and Xiansheng said again: "Get some food."
It took a while for footsteps to come in. Zhan Zhen walked all the way and opened a gap in the door. His eyes were deep: "How did you come here?"
"I have prepared some dishes for you." Xian Sheng said: "It's such a cold day, you have to eat more."
A smile appeared in Zhanzhen's eyes: "Are you worried about being alone?"
Xian Sheng pursed his lips and said, "Do you want to eat?"
Zhan Zhen thought about it, and his eyes became deeper and deeper: "You take it and eat it."
Xianzhang Ruyi took the food box in his hand. Zhan Zhen opened the door a little, but one hand was still loose on the door. Xian Sheng glanced at him and drilled in under his arm. The door closed behind him.
"Is the earth dragon open?"
"Maybe stay up tonight, fearing it will be cold."
Xian Sheng put the food box down and put out the food at one end. He just did this. He was already tired. He sat down on a chair and recalled: "The last time I was fined for not eating. table."
"..." Zhan Zhen suddenly learned to be clever. Without answering this, he made a compensatory move and picked up the dish and sent it to his mouth: "Lonely feed you."
Xian Shengbai said: "I've eaten it. You should eat it while it's hot."
Zhan Zhen observed him for a while and determined that he hadn’t taken the previous thing in his mind, and began to eat with his exquisite face. He put a piece of in his mouth and didn’t know. He didn’t know what he was thinking. Laugh non-laugh.
Xian Sheng suddenly felt numb in the back, wondering: "What have you been watching me do?"
"It's nothing." Zhan Zhen looked back, feeling a strange weirdness in his mouth, busy taking the spittoon and vomiting ginger.
Xian Sheng glanced at him helplessly, and his eyes fell on the messy table not far away, saying, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Zhan Zhen casually said: "Lonely creating."
Xian Sheng looked at him sparsely, "What did you create?"
"Some...ideal pictures." Zhan Zhen said, with some bad intentions in his eyes: "Would you like to take a look?"
Xian Sheng's heart grew stranger, and at the same time he felt like a piece of meat being stared at, while Zhan Zhen's eyes were a little evil.
He began to wonder if Zhan Zhen was possessed by a ghost.
The scalp was tingling again, Xian Sheng's heartbeat accelerated, and suddenly stood up and said, "I, I went back."
Zhan Zhen: "...?"
Xian Sheng walked out, Zhan Zhen suddenly put down his chopsticks and stepped up to keep up.
Perceiving that he was following, Xian Sheng was even more flustered. He ran immediately, and as soon as he opened the door with his hand, he pushed the door heavily with one hand above him.
Xian Sheng turned his back to him, holding his breath, and whispered, "I'm going back to sleep."
The hand that closed the door slid down, gently covering the back of his hand, Zhan Zhen's fingers penetrated into his fingers and held, bowed his head to his shoulder socket, a low smile, bad and evil: "Send yourself to the door, Still want to run?"