Forced to Marry the Enemy Prince

Zhan Zhen's eyes are a bit scary, like a puppy who can't eat meat, he is threatening faintly.

Xian Sheng stretched out his hand to win the plum: "Since His Highness is not willing, then I will not go."

Zhan Zhen removed his hand and said, "Is there any reason to take back what I sent?"

"Then you promised to take me?"

"see your performance."

Xian Sheng didn't stay long outside, he was brought back to the house by Zhan Zhen, but after watching the snow scene today, he was quite satisfied.

Now in Dajin, he has to get Zhan Zhen’s permission to do anything, and he didn’t hit him deliberately. He took Daclo down and hung it on the screen. Zhan Zhen went to the study, and Xian Sheng took it from his home. The book leaned on the small couch in front of the window.

"Princess." Ruyi suddenly notified: "Princess Zhan Yin came to see you. The prince asked if you would let her in."

Speaking of Zhan Yin, Xian Sheng thought of the thrill of the carriage that day. He frowned, feeling that Zhan Yin and Zhan Zhen were exactly the same, hated to die.

But even if Zhan Zhen made the decision for him, Xian Sheng couldn't really turn people away and nodded.

Zhan Yin also brought Zhan Jin and Qing Rong. The three of them stamped their feet before entering the house, took off their cloaks, and saluted Xian Sheng: "I have seen Huang Sister, I heard that Huang Sister is sick, so I came to see... Yesterday It really shouldn’t be the case if I slammed into Huangsao, and please ask Huangsao not to care about me.”

"It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about it." Xian Sheng said disapprovingly, let them sit down one after another, and let people serve the pastries, but Qingrong said: "The princess does not have to trouble, I made some plum cake and it was still hot. Take it up and bring it to you and Your Highness to taste."

Ruyi took the pastry and placed it in front of Xiansheng. Xiansheng glanced at it and praised, "The master craftsmanship is so good."

Qing Rong shyly smiled: "Prince Princess Muzan... Right? Your Highness is in the study. I personally sent him some. This pastry is best served while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Ruyi looked at Xiansheng, the latter said: "Come here and lead the county master."

Qing Rong eyes were surprised, but still thanked, and left with the girl.

Zhan Yin stared at Xian Sheng when he came in. Zhan Jin was not as straightforward as her. While looking at Xian Sheng with the corner of his eye, he pulled Zhan Yin's sleeve.

She suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took a box of things from the maid, and stepped up in two steps: "This is a good balm in my house. The tribute came from other countries. I heard that the production process is complicated, so It’s very valuable. It took a long time from my mother’s mother to ask for it. The so-called fragrant powder matches the beauty, please let your sister-in-law smile.”

As soon as she opened the box, Zhan Jin's face changed slightly behind her.

Ruyi's face was also a bit stiff, Xian Sheng looked down, and the smile on his face remained undiminished: "It's indeed good, or plum blossom flavor, the princess has heart."

Zhan Yin couldn't help being happy and said, "I'll wipe some of my sister-in-law."

Xian Sheng subconsciously retreated, but Zhan Yin had already dipped a little, leaned over and applied it on his wrist, the woman's fingertips were a little soft, and Xian Sheng's brow jumped.

Zhan Yin looked forward: "Does it smell good?"

"It's good." Xian Sheng let Ruyi take it down, retracting his hands in his sleeves and holding the stove, saying: "The manufacturing process of this object is indeed complicated. In order to ensure the fineness of the paste, it must be filtered many times before molding, and no residue at all. Yes, it should be in a place where the temperature is right when it solidifies, but even so, ten boxes are made, and at least eight boxes will have blisters or cracks, so the output is very small."

Zhan Yin brainless boasted: "Sister-in-law is so powerful! I know all this!"

Xian Sheng smiled again: "If you guessed right, this should be a tribute that Nan Liang sent shortly after signing and writing."

The room was silent for two seconds, and Zhan Yin was also stunned. Just about to explain, he heard Xian Sheng again: "I like it very much, please sit down and eat some cakes."

Zhan Yin stiffened back and turned to look at Zhan Jin with a low voice: "How come Nanliang sent it..."

Zhan Jin also gritted his teeth: "You pretend to be mysterious with me and say that she will like it. How do I know you chose this."

"...Will she feel me humiliated?"

Do you not feel humiliated? Xian Sheng is not very kind to them.

The atmosphere inside the house was embarrassing. In that compartment, Qingrong had walked to Zhanzhen's study room. Guard Gao Xuan saluted her: "How come the master came over in such heavy snow?"

"I made some food, and the princess asked me to bring it in person, and I was looking forward to it."

Gao Xuan walked in, and the prince was staring at the Meizhi that he had just brought back with his cheeks, and his expression was somewhat like Sichun. Gao Xuan coughed and brought the conversation, Zhan Zhen immediately dropped his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Prince Princess gave it away?"

"Exactly."

"Let her come in."

His face turned cold, and Qingrong entered the door to bless himself. "I made plum cake in person and taste it for my highness while it's hot."

"Xiansheng let you come?"

"Exactly, it was also a special way for me. Zhan Yin compensated her for it. The atmosphere was embarrassing. I didn't know what to say. I simply followed my highness."

Zhan Zhen rubbed his white jade used for archery in his hand, jumped a flame in his eyes, Qing Rong took out the cake and pushed it in front of him, said: "His Royal Highness? What's wrong with you?"

Zhan Zhen looked at her coldly, Qingrong held his breath slightly, but saw his look change, and slowly eased, said: "Prince Concubine is really considerate, just a little too sweet, and can't eat alone."

Qingrong didn't speak.

How did she make Xiansheng considerate the pastries she made personally? If you don’t taste it, you say that you’re not used to it. This doesn’t mean you disgust her.

"Go alone and look ahead."

He got up, but backed away and put away a white hairpin on the table.

Qing Rong kept up with his footsteps and said, "I always saw His Royal Highness playing with this hairpin. Who am I supposed to be, now it seems that it is the crown prince?"

Zhan Zhen calmly said: "It is."

"It's just something that doesn't look like a princess of a country."

"She disguised herself as a man's clothes that day, and took it off her head alone."

He kept walking under his feet. After a few words, he had transferred to the room. Qing Rong paused briefly, squeezed his fingers, and followed.

The atmosphere in the house was not very good, Zhan Jin took the lead to salute, Zhan Yin followed, and Xian Sheng was about to stay, but he reached down and held it.

Zhan Zhen knew her sister very well. When she looked at her with guilt, she asked, "What did you do wrong?"

Zhan Yin did not dare to speak, Xian Sheng was about to speak, but was stopped by him: "Zhan Jin, you say."

Zhan Jin's voice was very low and very light. She held her chest and respectfully said: "Ain took the balm from Nanliang to apologize."

Zhanzhen looked at Zhanyin, and Qingrong suddenly stepped forward and said, "This must be a misunderstanding. Ayin has no other meaning. The crown prince is forgiving a lot, and certainly not an accountant."

Xian Sheng said, no matter whether he was angry or not, he said that he would be angry in the eyes of outsiders.

If Zhan Yin's apology was misunderstood today, he would definitely feel that he had a small belly, which would inevitably be targeted in the future.

He was uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, but Zhan Yin shot at Qing Rong: "Sister-in-law's leniency is her business. You are here to put pressure on Yangde!"

Qing Rong: "..."

Zhan Yin looked at her sister-in-law again and said softly: "I really don't mean anything else. Don't know me like my sister-in-law."

Xian Sheng suddenly felt funny: "I am not angry, you really don't have to worry about it."

Zhan Yin wanted to say something, but her brother drove out. She went out sullenly. Zhan Jin comforted her softly and said in a clear voice: "She is clearly angry with you, why do you have to be wronged?"

"What do you know!" Zhan Yin said: "I was wrong, she should be angry...I think you are so strange today, it seems that you are deliberately targeting your sister-in-law? What's wrong with you?"

Qing Rong concealed a smile and said, "You think too much, I'm just trying to get up for you."

"If you are really good for me, you should know that I now wish to hold all the world to her and beg her not to be angry!"

"...You are also a woman, don't you feel jealous?"

"Are you jealous? Is it useful? Not even her fingers can match."

Qing Rong: "..."

She looks a little ugly.

Zhan Yin walked toward the carriage with no heart and lungs. Zhan Jin passed by Qing Rong and reassured: "She was always straightforward, but she didn't feel bad about you."

"I know."

Zhan Jin stepped forward, Qing Rong suddenly blinked: "You have grown taller recently."

Zhan Jin stopped and looked thin with her back to her, but her waist was straight like a poplar. Qingrong couldn't see her expression, but she knew she had a cold face. She said weirdly: "You said, Liang Is it possible that Princess Chang is like you?"

As soon as Zhan Yin and others were gone, Ruyi was kicked out. Only Xian Sheng and him were left in the house. He subconsciously glanced at Zhan Zhen and realized that he seemed to be angry.

He was thinking about it, Zhan Zhen suddenly said: "There are so many girls in the house, why did Qing Rong personally send cakes to the lonely?"

Xian Sheng explained slowly: "It's the master's own request."

"She asked you to agree and couldn't see her thinking about loneliness?"

Xian Sheng was a bit surprised. It turned out that Zhan Zhen also saw it.

He explained: "I'm in a bad shape. You will have to pay a few concubines in the future. The master of Qingrong County is extraordinary and caring for you. If the queen mother is willing to let her be a side room... I think it's good."

Zhan Zhen bent his lips, his eyes suddenly became dangerous: "Just after the wedding, you want to be a lonely concubine? Why, do you think you can be a concubine with no conscience and no need to wait any longer?"

"No!" Xian Sheng knew that he was soft or not, worried that he would anger and grievances, said: "I am alone in the first time to the North, if I seem too jealous, I am afraid that I will be enemies with others...it is you Didn’t make it clear to her, otherwise she would take the initiative to find you? Obviously you are the one who caused the debt, how can you blame me?"

At the end of the day, he even reddened his eyes, and in turn buttoned the pot to him, Zhan Zhen frowned, and then said: "Then you are just forced by the situation? Unwilling?"

Xian Sheng did not answer positively: "Which woman would like to share her husband with others? Who doesn't want to enjoy pampering alone?"

Zhan Zhen looked at him for a while, reached out to wipe the tears in the corners of his eyes, eased his expression, and said, "The lone hope can be cared for by the princess."

"If you want me to care about you, you should also care about me." Xian Sheng flat mouth said: "You are tossing and turning, just want to take advantage of me, not really like me."

Zhan Zhen could not be hooked by his sly expression, lowered his posture and said, "I want you because I like you because I like you."

"If you really like me, just wait for my willingness."

Zhan Zhen looked at him and pinched his finger slightly: "The princess was originally forced to marry the orphan."

"Originally... this is it."

Zhan Zhen paused and tentatively said, "Now?"

"Now..." Xian Sheng glanced at him and suddenly kissed him on the cheek, twisting his face pretending to be shy, and whispered: "I have some likes you now, but it will take some time."

Zhan Zhen stared at him again, mutely said: "How long?"

Xiansheng heard that he had withdrawn, and while relaxing, he quickly glanced at him and said, "Don't tell you."

Zhan Zhen's breath was slightly suffocated, and his eyes were unsettled, and the soft touch remained on his cheeks, making him feel like something broke out of the ground, and his eyes turned into a spring.

He thought that if Xiansheng wanted to seduce, he would destroy her.

The author has something to say: I want you to see it easily... What kind of caution is that?

A little bit: Orphan to be a faint monarch.

Sheng Sheng: …Farewell.