Forced to Marry the Enemy Prince

Xianzhang has not dealt with people like Zhan Zhen since he was born. If he wants to choose a shameless one in his life, Zhan Zhen is definitely the first one.

They left home early, and soon Zhan Yin ran over to ask if he would go out to eat barbecue. The juniors always prefer to get together and play, so they will not be too full for New Year's Eve dinner, and after decently accompany the elders, they will go to have fun.

Zhan Zhen solicited his opinion. Xian Sheng actually wanted to go. He hadn't eaten barbecue yet, nor did he go out in the evening.

But when he thought of Qi Sile's presence, he immediately rested his mind. He was afraid that Qi Sile would suggest something to Zhan Zhen.

Said it was a brother, but in the end there was no friendship, and doubts arose, naturally it would still be towards Zhanzhen.

Zhan Zhen did not force him. Although the outside was lively, the weather was still cold, and he was not at ease with Xian Sheng's body.

"Then don't go." Zhan Zhen replied, Zhan Yin was very disappointed, turned around and walked out, stepped back three times, and reluctantly said: "Now, sister-in-law, well, the first five soups must come."

Thinking of this, Xiansheng was breathless again. He responded gently: "Go back to the palace early and don't worry your mother."

Zhan Yin showed a happy smile because of his consideration, nodded hard, and ran away happily.

There was only him and Zhan Zhen left in the house for a while. The man's eyes fell on him. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you going to make soup with her?"

Although Zhan Zhen didn't seem to say anything, Xian Sheng felt faint in his heart. A man went to the soup with his sister, how to listen and how to listen.

He stood up at random, walked to the bronze mirror and sat down, lifted his hand to remove the hair ornament from the head, and explained: "The mother said she would sprinkle Shenshui in the private soup every fifth day, so let me dip a little Blessing."

Zhan Zhen got up, walked behind him, then bent over to see him through the bronze mirror, Xian Sheng raised his eyelashes to look at him, saw him raise his hand, and looked down at the bronze mirror while helping him put his hair down , Thoughtfully: "Gudu hasn't made soup with you."

"I'm in a bad shape, and I'm worried that the soup will be dizzy... I don't really want to go."

When Zhan Zhen stood there in the past, it made people feel indestructible. At this moment, behind him, Xian Sheng suddenly felt like a big rock was covered on his head, very stressed. He still thinks that Zhan Zhen must be suspicious, but it is possible... not yet ready to determine the truth. After all, in his mind, he must have hoped that he really married a woman.

Zhan Zhen couldn't see what he was thinking, and said casually: "Since it is a mother's invitation, it is not appropriate to not go."

Xian Sheng was pondering how to deal with it, how could he feel that he was unable to escape this time, a hand was stretched out from under his waist, Xian Sheng was picked up again and came to bed.

Zhan Zhen pecked him naturally, and his eyes were interesting. I wonder if he would deliberately frighten him: "This is all right. You won't show it to the lonely. You can look after your mother. What are you hiding... ."

Sure enough, I remembered it, Xian Sheng thought, kissed him actively, and said: "Xiang Gong doesn't want to cover his eyes?"

As soon as he covered his eyes, Zhan Zhen's eyes dimmed slightly.

Xian Sheng found that although Zhan Zhen played rogues, he came out clearly, except for peeking at him for a bath that day... To a certain extent, he was barely a "gentleman".

You can eat fake meat without covering your eyes. Zhan Zhen chose the latter for granted. He likes to push Xian Sheng tightly, although he hasn't seen it formally yet.

After some tossing, Xiansheng put on his lining again and shrunk in his arms.

Zhan Zhen eats soft but not hard. He gives him a good bite of meat. He has a lot of sweat on his forehead. While calming his breath, he looks at his blindfolded face. He finds that Zhan Zhen's lips are very shaped. Good looking, if he wants, many girls should want to kiss him.

"What do you see?" Zhan Zhen couldn't see it, but felt very keen. He folded his arms and hugged him like a cat, saying, "Take off the cloth."

"Do not pick." Xian Sheng intentionally said: "Your eyes are too fierce, I look scared."

Zhan Zhen remained silent for a while, his tone unconsciously softened, and said, "When did you kill you?"

"Ignore you," Xian Sheng said, but stretched his hands around his waist and buried his face in his arms. It is true and false, and it will give Zhan Zhen a feeling of being liked. If Zhan Zhen thinks he likes him, he will be more indulgent.

Zhan Zhenguo really didn't say anything, and the movement around his arm was also lighter. Xian Sheng was kissed on the forehead, thinking of the coping method of the fifth day, and gradually fell asleep.

In Northern Jin, because of the cold weather, the people are not good at boiling water for bathing. Generally, they will choose a special bathhouse, and some people will even choose to discuss business in such places.

However, in the view of Nanliang people, bathing is a very private matter. Xian Sheng is not in good health, and can also take medicine baths regularly, but they are all by themselves. What is the concept of getting together to take a bath?

Nanliang Folk heard about the culture of bathing in the Northern Jin Dynasty, and they also opened a special soup restaurant, divided into male soup and female soup. Before the soup, everyone will use the bath barrel to wash their bodies in the cubicle. Because the soup will be sprinkled with medicinal herbs, it should be used all day.

However, there are so many red tapes in Nanliang, and everyone can't accept not wearing clothes, so the soup restaurant will prepare the thin clothes to wear soup, so that the soup will be more calm.

He doesn’t know much about the culture of the North Kingdom. Apart from knowing some interesting activities, he only knows that this is a country with a relatively strong folk style, fighting bravely and arrogantly, or they will not laugh at Qin Tao. A military commander's'literate and eloquent', although Qin Tao's poetry is indeed not very good, but it is better than Zhan Zhen, it is impossible to write a shameful sentence such as "one night, one night, one room".

Xian Sheng wasn’t quite sure if the soup here was the same as Nanliang’s custom. He asked Ruyi to ask the maid in the house, and when Ruyi came back, she said inexhaustible: "Unless the men and women are mixed, if they only have the same sex, how comfortable will it be? Come...but this is all folk, the queen is the mother of the country, shouldn't be... so unconventional?"

"There are even mixed men and women?"

Xian Sheng was once again refreshed the lower limit, he pressed his forehead, more and more sad.

He always felt that the queen asked him to make soup for no other purpose. At that time, the white silk was sent to her. If she wanted to see the body of her daughter-in-law, or just to verify the effect of tonic cream, most probably not Normal soup.

In particular, Zhan Zhen also asked the queen to help him verify his body.

He suffocated something in his heart. He didn't think about the food and didn't want to eat it. He tasted the same as chewing wax, but he didn't dare to show his flaws in front of the suspicious Zhan Zhen.

But time is like this. The more you don’t want it, the more it will be pressed, and soon, it will be the fourth day of the fourth day.

Treating a woman if she adapts to random circumstances will usually lead to a miserable death, especially for a woman as strong as Queen Xin. Xian Sheng has a plan in her heart. When she wakes up, she looks at Zhan Zhen.

The latter opened his eyes lazily, rubbed him in his arms and asked, "What's wrong?"

These two days have a rare rest. Xian Sheng will cover his eyes every night to feed him a mouthful of fake meat. Zhan Zhen has been very comfortable these days. The sound of his wake up is mute, but very gentle.

Xian Sheng rubbed at him, rubbed his cheek in his arms, Zhan Zhen became more satisfied, and spoiled: "How come suddenly such a sticky person?"

"You don't like it?"

"Um..." Zhan Zhen sincerely said: "Always feel conspiracy."

Xian Sheng pushed him away, propped himself up, and climbed up. His blouse was just dressed casually. The duo that was unraveled yesterday was also forgotten. The "pointing white" appeared in the action for a moment, and he reacted again. To hide.

He got out of bed as if nothing had happened, Zhan Zhen sat up all at once, his eyes fell on him, licking his lips.

"It's a good day today." Xian Sheng was wearing a jacket and looked at the window, then turned his head to look at him with a light smile: "Take me out for fun."

Zhan Zhen did not refuse.

In the ice and snow, there were far fewer hawkers, and the store opened later than usual. Xian Sheng sat in the car and looked forward, saying, "I want to go to the Xiangfen shop to see that there will be good goods in the new year. "

Zhan Zhen frowned, with a strange expression: "What's wrong with you?"

Xian Sheng calmed down and said, "If you don't want to accompany me, go do your own business."

Zhan Zhen said: "I didn't see your love for the powder on weekdays, why is it so sudden today?"

"I usually feel tired, naturally I don't care about anything, and today I'm in good spirits, I suddenly thought of it."

Zhan Zhen thought about it and understood slightly, saying: "It's rare that you are in a good mood, so be alone."

When Cuju on ice, the reason why Xiansheng was robbed is largely due to his overconfidence, and he must never have an accident in the future.

Xian Sheng listened, and smiled at him again. The bright appearance made him breathe again, and he couldn't resist pulling him over and kissing his lips.

Xian Sheng pushed his face away with both hands and said flatly: "What's the matter with you?"

Zhan Zhenning looked at him: "I'm going to ask you."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You clearly seduce the orphan sincerely."

"Nonsense." Xian Sheng didn't think he could see it all. He pushed Zhan Zhen's shoulder, and while guilty, he argued: "I don't have it."

Zhan Zhen's face approached him, Xian Sheng tried to hold him back, his face was depressed and resisted, the man's eyes were upset, and he asked lowly, "What the **** are you doing?"

Xian Sheng looked at him, and his beautiful face was still harmless to humans and animals. He seriously reminded him: "It's a terrible, terrible bad idea...if you're scared, stay away from me."

That soft voice hooked people. How could Zhan Zhen be far away? He bullied Xian Sheng in the carriage.

The carriage stopped in front of the Xiangfen shop. The driver shouted a few times before Zhan Zhen stopped. Looking at his tearful eyes, he restrained and said, "Wait and wait."

Xian Sheng struggled to come out of his arms, wrinkled his red nose, and sorted out his clothes, glared at him, turned and went down, but was pulled back by him again.

"You person..."

"Hair is messed up." Zhan Zhen helped him carefully, kissed him again, squeezed his tender face, and threatened: "If you stare again, it's here to get you."

Xian Sheng immediately lowered his eyelashes and drilled out of the carriage with his mouth closed. Zhan Zhen felt that his small appearance of shame would hook outsiders, and he could not find the veil or the like on his left and right. The cap lifted him to his head, "Don't freeze it."

Xian Sheng was originally angry and kicked him suddenly, terrible: "Annoying!"