Forced to Marry the Enemy Prince

No matter what Xian Sheng does, Zhan Zhen can be cute and loved.

In the end, it was the Chinese New Year. Although the door was opened late, there were still a lot of people on the street. Zhan Zhen blocked the sight of the side peep and led Xian Sheng into the shop.

The owner of Zhifenpuzi is a woman. The person is sitting behind the door and embroiders. When he hears someone coming in, he throws things aside and stands up. "Two..."

There are few people who do business in the upper part of the capital, who don’t know the royal family. In the end, the network is there. Even if you haven’t seen it before, you can see it from the clothes.

The female boss saw Zhan Zhen for the first time and was a little surprised. She was so extraordinary that she was so extraordinary that she was thinking about which noble son in Jingli, and suddenly a mild voice was heard in the box: "Can you please introduce me What? I want to add some new fragrance."

The female boss moved her gaze to meet Xian Sheng's gaze. After a brief stupefaction, she took two steps backwards and bowed: "Have seen the crown prince, the two of them please."

Xian Sheng followed her in, and Zhan Zhen asked, "Can there be something good?"

"Some have some, but our craft here is just not afraid of Nan Liang, I don't know if the crown prince can see it."

She thumped in one heart. After offering sacrifices to the ancestors, the civil and military officials met Xian Sheng. Shortly afterwards, the beauty of the crown prince passed down word of mouth. Qiu Bulun, son of the prime minister, had a habit of lingering flowers. He boasted to his guests at Qinlou: "At that time, we all thought Seeing a fairy... No no no, she is a goddess! Jiu Tian Xuan Nu is nothing more than that! You said Qin's daughter? The first beauty in Shanghai... It's not that she is bad, girls, they are all beautiful, just... Prince The concubine is slightly better."

These young talents gathered together to blow up the heavens of the crown prince. I heard that the son of the teacher Qi Ziyou was so proud that he raised his eyes in a trance and nodded, "I see only this life."

With the two of them taking the lead, it spread to the entire capital in almost an instant. The people who were very curious at the beginning felt strange, but at the same time became more curious. The scholars wrote pens and wrote poetry, mostly Xiansheng in fantasy. Some of the married women were upset. Whenever they came to buy perfume, they had to complain to her. By the way, they secretly belittled the princess a few times. After one visit, the female boss was really ridiculous to Xiansheng. However, those verses have already made people think.

I originally thought it was exaggerated, but now I found out that this crown prince just fits the appearance of fantasy, even if you haven't seen it before, but when you see it, you will understand that the title of Shanghai's No. 1 Beauty is none other than her.

She was in a state of excitement, but she did not dare to neglect. After the two of them sat down and poured water, she immediately went to find her own secret possession. When she returned, she saw that the prince was putting her arm on the table and leaned over to say to the prince. What, the look was gentle and smiled, but the Crown Prince's eyes were higher than the top, but he also folded for the princess Liang.

She lost her smile and stepped forward to show Xian Sheng: "You see, this is just out this year, can you please?"

Nanliang is very luxurious, and the people are more willing to spend time studying these exquisite things. Xiansheng is the most favored long princess. She has a lot of knowledge and good use of a lot of good things. Is it really hard to say? .

She waited anxiously, Xian Sheng took the exquisite workmanship box in her hand, sniffed it gently, then dipped some of her fingertips and applied it to the back of her hand.

This thing is indeed not as good as that produced by Nanliang, but Xian Sheng itself is not for this. He smiled and said: "It is very good, it is thicker, but it can be made finer."

The female boss's eyes lit up: "Will you still do this craft?"

"There is a master who knows the fat powder next to her mother, and she has learned a lot with her ears." Seeing her thirst for knowledge, Xian Sheng Renjun couldn't help but say: "I want to know, I can tell you."

The female boss couldn't help herself: "please enlighten me the Princess!"

Xian Sheng said: "What ingredients do you have here? Take me to see."

"Hey, please on your side."

Xian Sheng turned his head to solicit Zhan Zhen's opinion. The latter frowned, and then stood up: "Lonely go and see."

He made up his mind to see what Xian Sheng was going to do.

But at the end, he leaned on the door panel, but watched Xian Sheng discuss with the female boss for half an hour of the powder process, and excited the other party, quickly took the paper and pen to record.

Zhan Zhen's eyes fell on him, only to feel that he was pleasing to every move, which is a model of a woman, and he was relaxed in his heart.

Xian Sheng finally communicated with the female boss. He coughed and wrinkled his nose. The other party quickly brought tea: "You run your throat."

"Thank you." Xian Sheng took a sip, because he didn't see what he liked, so he wanted to buy a box at random. As a result, the female boss was very generous and gave him all the new products as a box. "What I learned today is definitely not A few boxes of powder are comparable, and the craftsmanship is rough.

Xian Sheng took it happily, "I like it very much, thank you."

The female boss is also very happy.

Walking back to the carriage with Zhan Zhen, he couldn't hold back and said: "I thought you should have been bored for so long, but I waited so long."

"Lonely always have to see what bad idea you play."

Xian Sheng curiously said: "Do you know now?"

Zhan Zhen glanced at the things in his arms, and for a while: "Can't guess."

Xian Shengbai gave him a glance and walked to the car, calling him: "Hug me up."

Zhan Zhen originally wanted to start, but when he heard it, he didn't move: "Go on yourself."

"How do I get on without a foot?"

"Climb up."

Xian Sheng stared at him, "You said you wouldn't let me pedal."

"Lonely and not a porter."

Xian Sheng pursed his mouth, put the box on it, and climbed up awkwardly. As soon as he lifted his leg, he was picked up by the bad thing.

Zhan Zhen was in a good mood. He got in and huddled up with him, but Xian Sheng's good mood was destroyed by him, and he turned aside to hide.

Zhan Zhen messed up and coaxed him again: "I'm not angry anymore, I made you play."

Xian Sheng stared at him again, kissed him twice, and finally extinguished the fire, took out the box and showed him, and asked softly, "Which do you think I am suitable for?"

"Which one do you choose?"

"You are a relative, you have the final say."

The tone of voice was normal, but Zhan Zhen heard a little sweetness. His heart was tight, and he said, "I really can't understand it anymore."

He picked a box at random, opened it and sniffed, said: "Do you like it?"

"I like what you pick." Xian Sheng took it over and made a look that he couldn't put it down, with a somewhat reserved and joyful look. Zhan Zhen couldn't help but hug him tightly, he didn't want to possess him all the time.

Xian Sheng kissed him incredibly obediently, and Zhan Zhen asked impatiently, "Where do you want to go?"

"Tired, go back to sleep."

He used to sleep longer than he was awake. At this moment, he was really a little tired. He simply crooked into Zhan Zhen's arms and closed his eyes.

Zhan Zhen stroked his cheek and kissed him finely.

People always believe in what they see, and their eyes will make people ignore their feelings, even if they feel right sometimes.

Xian Sheng found that Zhan Zhen was in such a situation. He had doubts, but his reason and eyes would tell him that his doubts were just an illusion.

He will not casually remove Xiansheng's last layer of disguise. As he said, he hopes to have a lifetime with Xiansheng and a couple, so he will try not to touch Xiansheng's bottom line.

Xian Sheng fell asleep in the car, in fact, glared, still thinking about tomorrow.

Allergies, or pretending to be sick, may be able to hide the queen, but Zhan Zhen's doubts will deepen, because when he first saw the powder shop, he will inevitably think of Xian Sheng to make a fuss in his body. If Xian Sheng is really Allergies, or illness, his reason will first send a signal to tell him that his doubts are not an illusion, he will soon be unable to restrain and further verify.

Of course, Xian Sheng wouldn't follow his will.

He was brought to the powder shop only to make him ‘feel’ and then deny that he ‘feels’ so that he can really take action.

He slept soundly in this sleep, and when he opened his eyes, Zhan Zhen had already gone to the study. Xian Sheng sat up and let people lift the water to wash his body. Then he opened the box taken from the shop, took out the box Zhan Zhen picked, and rubbed it carefully on his skin.

"Go get some wine and prepare some side dishes."

When Zhan Zhen came back, Xian Sheng was already eating. He raised his eyebrows, took off the big cloak, and walked in: "I still drank it. Could it be a good day today?"

Xian Sheng shook his head and said, "It was suddenly hungry."

"Don't wait for each other?"

Xian Sheng didn't speak. He lowered his eyelashes and frowned again. He was obviously not used to drinking. His cheeks flushed quickly. Zhan Zhen sat next to him and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"No..." Xian Sheng said, but suddenly choked with tears spreading in his eyes: "Zhan Zhen... When do you say I can go back to the south?"

Zhan Zhen remained silent for a moment. From New Year's Eve, he discovered that Xian Sheng's emotions were wrong, and he often became fascinated from time to time. Although he deliberately concealed it, he gave a feeling of forced laughter.

He was wondering whether it was because of the soup, but now he wants to come... It should be from New Year's Eve, he missed his parents and elders.

He pondered and said, "You are in a bad shape and can't toss about. I will write to your brother tomorrow to let them come to see you, okay?"

Xian Sheng nodded, withdrew his tears, and smiled: "Come with me for two drinks."

The more he was like this, the more distressing it was. Zhan Zhen took the glass and said, "Don't drink so much."

Xian Sheng nodded cleverly and put down the cup. The words were heard, but the tears came out again. He raised his hand to wipe it, but he seemed to be unable to wipe it cleanly. He flattened his mouth and raised his hand to block his eyes and voice. Weak: "Don't look at me..."

Zhan Zhen avoided his sight, his eyebrows closed, and his heart was as chaotic as he was: "You can drink a little, and drink with you alone."

Xiansheng sobbed and said, "I want to drink a lot and get drunk."

"It's all up to you."

Xian Sheng grabbed the glass, poured his head down, and immediately coughed. Zhan Zhen reached out and patted his back. Xian Sheng was drunk and dizzy. He looked over and asked, "Aren't you drinking with me? Why not drink?"

"Drink now."

Zhan Zhen drank a glass, he had a good drink, but he did not worry that he would be drunk, Xian Sheng also saw it, he suddenly wronged the accusation: "You bully me."

"...How did you bully you again?"

"I don't drink as much as you do. If you drink so little, you must wait for me to get drunk and bully me."

Zhan Zhen had no choice but to say: "Go for a bowl, you take a cup, how about this?"

Xiansheng's response slowed down, and he nodded when he finished speaking for a long time.

Zhan Zhen changed the bowl. When he was not knowing the number of bowls, the Xian Sheng beside him suddenly turned to the side. He hurriedly reached out, the bowl was thrown aside, the wine was scattered on the ground, and his arms suddenly burst into the arms. Wenxiang nephrite.

The tangy and elegant aroma made Zhanzhen's brain a little dazed. This is what he picked today. Xian Sheng really used it. He hugged the waist of his arms and suddenly understood that the wine is not drunk.

Xian Sheng's cheeks were flushed, and he slowly opened his eyes to see him, dizzy: "Why... don't you drink?"

"Don't drink it." Zhan Zhen caressed his delicate cheeks, eyes deep and deep: "You are drunk."

Xiansheng mumbled softly: "It's not exactly what you want..."

Zhan Zhen felt that he was a little out of control. His eyes fell on Xian Sheng's neck before he pulled it away. Xian Sheng's shoulders were partially exposed, and there was a strap hanging around his neck.

Xian Sheng suddenly realized something, and raised his hand to cover his eyes, vaguely said: "Blind, blindfold."

Blindfolded has now become a secret signal that can do something, Zhanzhen throat knot rolling, his head is full of the sweet smell of his body, his reason is swallowed inch by inch.

In the dark, he did not see Xian Sheng’s eyes regaining clarity, and gave a low hint of the last sentence: "Blindfolded...can do whatever he wants."

This remark was like a command, and Zhan Zhen immediately gave a response.

Xian Sheng has never had such pain in his life. He believes that this pain is almost unbearable, but his bullied red eyes undoubtedly make him more drunk for drunk Zhan Zhen.

The shaking bed curtain didn't stop until some time, Ruyi and Yuehua were at the door, because Xian Sheng had instructed in advance, and they could only wait anxiously.

"Princess, will you..."

"He's decent."

Yuehua raised her eyes to see the sky, rubbed her hands by mistake, took a breath, and said, "It will be bright for a short time."

At this time, it was early before dawn.

...

Xiansheng and Qi Sile, a master, naturally understand some pharmacology. This is the product of Xiuzuisan, as long as he drinks it, it will be effective. He knows that Zhanzhen has a wonderful amount of wine, and he took it in advance to understand the drug, but he still spent a lot of time.

The bed curtain was dim, and the cloth on Zhanzhen's eyes was thrown under the bed. He slept deeply.

Xian Sheng's head was dizzy. He coughed restraintly and moved barely. The whole body seemed to be run over by a car. The place where it was difficult to open his teeth hurt badly.

He propped up the pillow and tried to get up, but fell back again.

There are intoxications scattered, although it will cause the illusion of drunkenness, but it is not really drunk, just like medicine, it will be trance, not clear-headed, and even wake up, you can only remember very few. Therefore, Zhan Zhen was quite obedient. He did not particularly toss him in the early stage, but he was a little out of control in the later stage, and Xian Sheng overestimated his body.

He fainted briefly, but he felt pressure on his heart, and he woke up again soon. He took a deep breath and trembling his fingers took a medicine from under the pillow and stuffed it in his mouth, looking at the top of the bed with his eyes open. Slowed down for a while.

His forehead was wet with sweat beads, his face pale as paper, and his muddy color had recovered a little bit of blood before moving again, grabbing his torn clothes to cover his body.

That's fine, he closed his eyes and thought slowly.

Zhan Zhen will completely dispel doubts. If Queen Tomorrow asks, it is all his fault. This fault, he not only has to take the initiative to admit it, but also has to admit it willingly.

He lowered his mind and passed out completely.