Forced to Marry the Enemy Prince

Xian Sheng is not afraid of Zhan Zhen suspecting of colluding with Qin Yi, because this is out of nothing, but in his view, Zhan Zhen is more than just doubting that he colluded with Qin Yi.

After all, he has too many flaws, and what he did was not the reaction that ordinary wives would give.

So, if Zhan Zhen really knows, what will he do? He will certainly kill himself.

He was attentive, relying on Zhan Zhen's absence, without being too vigilant, and letting himself sink into the emotional abyss.

Almost exposed.

Regardless of whether Zhan Zhen cares about the "love of husband and wife", he will find a way to confirm his gender before his brother comes. He looks like he is obsessed with confusion, but he always has a clear idea of ​​the right and wrong.

So, how should I remind my brother not to come again.

There was some noise outside the door and Ruyi whispered softly, "Princess?"

"Huh?" He thought he agreed, but Ruyi didn't hear it at all, because the voice was too soft, until Qi Silelang's voice came: "Drinking the medicine."

Xian Sheng got rid of it instantly, and the crow-wing feather eyelashes lifted slightly, which was the ultimate style. He propped himself up and said, "Uncle..."

Qi Sile looked back, put the bowl on the table, and said, "How are you feeling in recent days?"

"There is Uncle Lao, who has become much better recently." Xian Sheng started to cope, but his face was very white. Qi Sile observed him, then pulled away the stool and sat down on the other side of the table, laughing: "It's rare that Zhan Zhen is not here."

"He was called by his father and emperor." Xian Sheng picked up the bowl to drink the medicine, his eyebrows twisted thinly, his temples scattered a little broken hair, and he became more haggard. Qi Sile's fingers knocked on the table: "I look at your face No, what’s your concern?"

Xiansheng put down the bowl and pursed his lips. Even if he had been a medicine jar since childhood, he still had a hard time getting used to this bitter taste. He took a preserve in his mouth and looked at Qi Sile, saying, "The daughter's family's heart is nothing more than Some chicken feathers, not worth mentioning."

Qi Sile looked at him quietly, "Because Prince Shang entered Beijing, are you upset?"

Xian Sheng's expression was calm: "Brother is Prince Liang, in the end, I can't help but worry about coming."

Qi Sile smiled again. He picked up the pot and poured tea for himself. He said: "The marriage between the two countries, Dajin won you and other beauties, naturally it is impossible to take the initiative to violate the promise, what are you worried about?"

The Jin people will not go against it. They are saying that Liang people will. Xian Sheng's eyes are clear, but there is frost inside: "The heart is separated from the belly, how can I know how Jin people plan?"

"You're just afraid that you don't believe it yourself... The princess of the Southland is so beautiful, Zhan Zhen loved to return the Ten Cities at first sight to ask for marriage, sincerely, even children know this matter. If he wants to kill the Crown Prince, why should he wait until this year? Without faith, how can he sit on the Jinjiang Mountain?" Qi Sile played with the cup, as if suddenly thinking, thoughtfully: "Unless his beauty... what's wrong."

He smiled and smiled, but looked at him with a look: "What do you say?"

Speaking of this kind of person, instead of walking by others, walking on the enemy's country like walking on thin ice, and worrying every day, the fragile heart will certainly be shaken, but Qi Sile did not see even a slight flash on Xian Sheng's face.

He even tilted his head and smiled back and asked, "What's wrong with Yi Huangshu?"

He was so calm that Qi Sile almost doubted his judgment. He frowned and shook his head again, saying: "It's time... Zhan Zhen has doubts. He likes you again, and he is still the prince of Northland, he You must be responsible for Dajin, just like you, even if you are dragging your disease, you must still hold your responsibility to Daliang."

"You're wrong." Xian Sheng leaned on the couch and said, "My shoulders are too weak to bear the justice of my country. I'm just a princess. I can't help myself. Zhan Zhen wants it. I married, and he became My husband, it’s my duty to please him, nothing more.”

"Do you think I'm just guessing?" Qi Sile seemed helpless, saying: "You are so secret, Zhan Zhen may not know, but I have already seen it."

Xian Sheng looked at him, and he knew that Qi Sile was waiting for his own initiative to ask, because as long as he was guilty, he must be afraid of being caught, but he just smiled slightly and said nothing.

Qi Sile was surprised again by his tenacity. He frowned, and said after a while, "Well, you can take care of yourself. This medicine can make you sleep better. Take one when you want to sleep."

He put down a medicine bottle and got up to leave.

Yuehua bowed to him, and when his figure disappeared, he ran in suddenly: "Princess?"

Xian Sheng didn't speak. After a while, he shook his hand and gestured for the medicine bottle. Yue Hua hurried out and put it into his mouth.

Xian Sheng slowly tired, said: "Help me go to bed to rest for a while."

Qi Sile's medicine worked, and Xian Sheng was so confused that he fell asleep.

Zhan Zhen came back from the palace to ride horses. Jiang Qin stood with him and was still trying to persuade him not to move Zhan Jin’s secret until Zhan Zhen could not bear it. Copy your whole family."

Jiang Qin held back for a while without holding back: "Will she be okay?"

"..." Zhan Zhen took the whip and drew it: "Go!"

He was so angry with Jiang Qin that when he returned to his house, he suddenly thought of Xiansheng.

It's hard to ignore even if you don't think about it.

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"How does Your Highness think about the broken sleeve?"

"What if he is a man dressed as a man."

His eyebrows were twisted fiercely, his eyes fell in the direction of the new house, and he strode across. He didn't want to pretend that nothing happened, he didn't want to deceive himself, he didn't want to condone, if Xiansheng dared to deceive him, bet on the name of Prince Jin Jin, it would not be easy! !

His eyes were full of anger, and he came to the door all the way, wishing to salute: "The princess fell asleep."

Zhan Zhen pushed the door in and smelled the smell of medicine floating in the air. Suddenly he lightened his footsteps and his breath stopped. He slowly walked over and pulled back the bed curtain, looking at Xian Sheng's delicate and delicate face.

He stretched out his hand, and Xian Sheng's face was soft and smooth, letting him put it down. His fingers fell on Xian Sheng's ears, looking at the traces of the earlobe with a little piercing. In the impression, he was rarely seen wearing earrings. Sake at home.

He leaned over and kissed Xiansheng's face, as if he was coaxing him, as if he were persuading himself: "Lone look at it...just at a glance, there is a lump in the lonely heart. When you wake up, if you are angry, lonely talk to you again No compensation, okay?"

His voice was soft and low, but Xian Sheng still slept peacefully, Zhan Zhen's heartbeat accelerated, and he slowly opened the quilt while looking at his face.

Xian Sheng curled up, wearing only a tunic, with pure white trousers underneath. The snow-white feet were very beautiful. Zhanzhen's thoughts were floating a little, forcing himself to put his eyes on his waist, and then timidly Reaching out.

He didn't dare to move too much and was afraid of waking Xiansheng, so he was cautious and didn't pull it all down. He saw Xiansheng wearing a very close layer with soft cloth but very thick.

"...I'm afraid of you, so I added an extra layer inside."

If he was afraid of his **** at the beginning, but both of them already had a husband and wife, why should they continue to wear them?

Zhan Zhen's hands shook, his pupils couldn't shrink, and a wave of fear never swept through. When he first killed, he had never been so afraid.

He looked at Xian Sheng's sleeping face, flushed slightly, and after a while he slowly covered the quilt back.

He deceived him and kissed Xian Sheng's lips, with some nostalgia: "Lone gives you time... wait for you to explain slowly, tell Lone, it is Lone's wrong idea."

"You have no secrets."

He stood up and walked to the study room. His impetuous heart slowly calmed down and sat down on the chair again. He stared at the plum branch and remembered the scene where he used a scabbard to help him press down the plum branch.

He hesitated for a long time before finally taking out the hairpin, and then freed the wooden box on one side and closed it in.

In the afternoon, Zhan Jin finally came, and he couldn't restrain his nervousness, "Brother Huang has something to do with me?"

Zhan Zhen stared at what Mei was thinking about, but for a moment, Zhan Jin hesitated to step forward: "Brother Huang?"

Zhan Zhen finally recovered and said, "Sit down."

Zhan Jin shook his head: "I won't sit down, I don't know what the elder brother has instructed? The little general is still waiting for me outside."

Zhan Zhen's eyes fell on his chest. Zhan Jin subconsciously embraced his chest and listened to him: "Not yet two days ago, what's in your head?"

He asked too directly. Zhan Jin couldn't get back to his mind for a moment. He put his hands behind his back and bent his knuckles restraintly: "I don't understand..."

"The loneliness does not have the patience to deal with you." Zhan Zhen said coldly: "I didn't see you when I was a daughter's house. Instead, I became a man. Do you want to be so arrogant, do you treat loneliness as a fool?

Zhan Jin's face was pale for a moment, and he knelt down suddenly: "Brother Huang, I really..."

"take it out."

Zhan Jin pressed his lips hard and blinked back his tears. Qi Sile said that Zhan Zhen couldn't rub sand in his eyes. He thought it was right, Zhan Zhen could not pick his clothes, but he didn't expect that the other party wouldn't even give him a chance to explain, he had already determined his own. Identity, no doubt at all.

He didn't know what Zhanzhen would do. Was he telling his father or emperor, or was he going to punish him?

But no matter how angry he is, it should be, because he even cheated the queen.

He was instantly discouraged, but he reached out to untie his belt. When he thought of the kind of private thing, he was still full of shame: "This disassembly is difficult, I think, go behind..."

"Well." Zhan Zhen had no doubt. He waited patiently for a while. Zhan Jin came out again and put two dots in front of him. Zhan Zhen's face changed suddenly: "This is..."

"Dian Rui Bai Feng." After being disassembled, Zhan Jin was not nervous anymore. He simply said: "The Liang people made it for me."

Zhanzhen's forehead jumped with blue muscles, and he didn't know what he thought of, his face became ugly, and his eyes were surging. He restrained and said hardly: "Go back."

"Brother, my mother concubine..."

"Lone knows what you mean." Zhan Zhen finally withdrew his nearly broken emotions. He looked at the fake things on the table, and his mind was clearly not on Zhan Jin: "This matter will find a time to tell the father emperor, for You are right, you don’t need to be threatened by Qingrong."

Zhan Jin froze, and he never expected Zhan Zhen to be so benevolent, with joy in his red eyes: "Thank you Brother Huang!"

"Let's go back."

Zhan Jin agreed and looked at the table again, "Then, this..."

Zhan Zhen's emotions are all restrained, but his eyes are more dull, and the murderous is full of vigor: "Just put it here."

Zhan Jin didn't dare to say more, and resigned.

In order to make the plum branch live longer, the study room has not burned the earth dragon, Zhan Zhen sat there, but did not feel cold.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. He stretched his back with blue tendons, slowly stretched out his hand, and grabbed one of them in his hand.

It feels great and familiar.

This thing is really a coincidence.

He laughed, but his eyes grew darker.

No wonder, no wonder, no wonder.

If it was already a shame to lose Qin Tao in those years, then at this moment, it was more than enough.

Xian Sheng slept soundly, and how sweet it was. He even had a sweet dream, and he was not able to escape from his dream when he woke up.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he rolled lazily, his eyelashes trembling, and suddenly noticed that there was a person sitting in front of him.

He closed his eyes unresponsively, then raised his hands and kneaded, the blurred figure in front of him became clear, and he could see Zhan Zhen's face clearly.

Somber and indifferent.

For a moment, he spoke softly: "What's wrong?"

The voice had a faint sniff, but Zhan Zhen's heart seemed to drop a huge stone and was smashed into a huge wave.

His expression became terrible.

Xian Sheng finally realized that something was wrong. He stretched his arms softly and sat up. After looking at Zhan Zhen for a while, he reached out and touched him. He tilted his head and asked, "Xiang Gong?"

Zhan Zhen's muscles collapsed very tightly, like iron, Xian Sheng vowed that if he swept his arm over at this time, he could easily take his own life.

He suddenly had some fear.

Zhan Zhen was looking at him again, but this look was different from before. He used to be like a wolf, and he could always see some salivation, but now, there is a killing intention inside.

He was angry, but Xian Sheng didn't dare to think about whether he had seen through.

He was sure that there wouldn't be any chance of seeing the confession outside the Qinlou Chu Hall, but he wasn't sure if Zhan Zhen had dealt with him when he was asleep.

Zhan Zhen didn't say a word, Xian Sheng hesitated, slowly crawled over, reached out to grab his clothes, and then sat on his lap, he looked at Zhan Zhen, suddenly kissed him and laughed: "Who the **** makes my father-in-law angry? Hmm?"

The kiss that fell on his face was extremely soft, and his eyebrows were also extremely soft. A medicinal fragrance mixed with a touch of powdery powder, it was unique to Xiansheng.

Zhan Zhen's hand was slowly wrapped around his waist, and Xian Sheng instantly felt that he was being clamped by iron tongs. He was pushed by that hand, and compared with Zhan Zhen's soft body, he pressed against his chest.

The two breathed very close, and Xian Sheng was suddenly uneasy.

"Don't dare to touch alone without consent..." He looked at Xian Sheng's clear eyes and his voice was hoarse and dangerous, saying one by one: "Just kill you."

Xiansheng subconsciously wanted to distance himself from him, not enough strength, not only did not push away, but also bounced back because of the arm behind and hit Zhan Zhen's chest, his lips were immediately attached to him.

Compared with what Zhan Zhen just said, this passively bumped kiss is very provocative.

Xiansheng: "..."

He hurriedly retracted his lips. The two were too close. His waist was still close to Zhanzhen. He could only push Zhanzhen's shoulders with his arms, trying to stretch the distance between them. He leaned back and explained: "I I don't want to touch you, let me go, I must be far from you."