My lord, you have to be good

In the end, Liang Zizhan was pulled out of the Shen residence by Yang Yiqing. Before Yang Yiqing left, Liang Zizhan kicked him hard, which made Yang Yiqing baffled.

When Liang Zizhan returned to the Liang Mansion with the candy, Li Zhouwen hadn't left yet, and accompanied Shen Xing to write a memorial book at the gate of the courtyard.

"Li Zhouwen!" Liang Zizhan threw the candy to him, "Your subordinate named Yang, I really despise him, please tell me what to do."

Li Zhouwen took the candy with a dazed expression, "Which one is surnamed Yang?"

"That idiot Yang Yiqing."

Shen Xing raised his head, "Yo! Yang Yiqing is the most handsome of Zhou Wen and their criminal ministers, everyone loves him."

Li Zhouwen's face turned dark when he heard that, he took a piece of candy and stuffed it into Shen Xing's mouth, "Then what about me?"

"You are the oldest and ugliest in your punishment department." Shen Xing said unceremoniously.

"..." Li Zhouwen's face became even uglier, "Then why didn't you like him? Everyone loves him, what about you?"

Shen Xing held a candy in his mouth, and put on a look of serious thinking, "Oh, I have been tempted by him."

Li Zhouwen was almost pissed off, "All right, you..."

"Oh? Me, how about it?" Shen Xing swayed his legs, turned around and picked up a brush to modify and modify on the stone table, "Who doesn't like someone who looks good."

Liang Zizhan watched the play lively, fearing that their words would break the ground, he hurriedly continued, "Look, Li Zhouwen, Yang Yiqing is annoying!"

Li Zhouwen pursed his lips and hummed.

"Then after you resume official duties the day after tomorrow, you should give him a good look."

"En!" Li Zhouwen glanced at Shen Xing's begrudging little face, and nodded emphatically.

……

Shen Zhi'an was very capable in handling affairs, and he managed the small funeral by himself. When the funeral was about to go out, all the officials came to see him off. Liang Zizhan stood in the crowd, looking at Shen Zhi'an's bloodless lips, his heart ached.

Shen Xing took the lead, holding Lao Shen's memorial tablet, and walked forward slowly, his face was full of tears, his small appearance felt like he was going to pass out in the next second, Li Zhouwen stood next to Liang Zizhan and pinched him fiercely. Holding Liang Zizhan's arm, he whispered, "Brother, look, Mr. Shen is alright? Why do I feel that he is going to die soon?"

Liang Zizhan glared at him, "What can I do if you have delicious food and drink with you these two days? I'm worried about Mr. Shen. If he wants to die, he will die. That big baby in your family can live a long time."

Li Zhouwen looked at Shen Zhi'an in a blink of an eye, "Mr. Shen must not have had a good rest these two days."

Liang Zizhan nodded, "That's right, I love you so much."

"Then you were lying at home all day yesterday, and you didn't say you went to see Mr. Shen." Li Zhouwen said with a smile, "You just talk about it."

Standing behind Li Zhouwen, Yang Yiqing said calmly, "Mr. Shen doesn't want to see him, what is he going to do? He's making fun of himself."

Liang Zizhan and Li Zhouwen turned their heads at the same time, and they both looked at Yang Yiqing with a bad face.

"Why do you still have the nerve to dance here?" Liang Zizhan asked, frowning.

"That's right." Li Zhouwen also frowned, "The Holy Majesty said that all officials above the fifth rank will come to send the funeral, and you are the sixth rank."

Yang Yiqing was a little embarrassed, he scratched his head, "Mr. Shen treated me well before he was alive, so I naturally want to send him off. Your Majesty is kind and filial, so I won't blame you."

Looking at his handsome face, Li Zhouwen felt a sullen feeling in his heart, so he replied perfunctorily, "Oh." Then he turned his head and ignored Yang Yiqing.

Liang Zizhan also gave a perfunctory oh, and turned around coldly, no longer talking to Yang Yiqing.

Yang Yiqing didn't know how he had offended these two great Buddhas. He stood there with a complicated expression, quietly lowered his head and began to think seriously.

The encoffining went smoothly, and it was convenient to search before dark. Shen Zhi'an pulled Shen Xing to express his thanks to the officials who came to the funeral one by one.

After all the officials had almost left, Liang Zizhan and Li Zhouwen stayed behind with ulterior motives.

Seeing Li Zhouwen, Shen Xing snorted angrily, "Li Zhouwen, where did you just die? Why didn't I see you?"

Li Zhouwen took out the handkerchief from his bosom, pulled Shen Xing aside, wiped Shen Xing's small face, "I'm here with Liang Zizhan, his official position is relatively low."

Shen Xing looked at him without blinking, and sniffled the tip of his nose if he was about to cry, "Are you going home to sleep tonight?"

Li Zhouwen nodded, "The two wives at home are probably having a falling out."

Shen Xing let out a muffled hum.

Li Zhouwen squeezed his hand secretly, and said with a smile, "Can't bear me?"

Shen Xing hummed again.

Li Zhouwen laughed even more ridiculously, "Then how about I marry you back to the mansion?"

"Oh?" Shen Xing raised his eyebrows, "No, you are sick."

Li Zhouwen scratched Shen Xing's itch, "Who are you talking about, you are not afraid of the sky, are you not afraid of the earth?"

Shen Xing twisted his face to avoid it, "Don't touch it."

"You said you won't touch it if you don't touch it?"

"If I say I won't touch you, how about it? Be careful that I'm rude to you."

"Come on, come on, let me see what good plans you have."

The two tangled together.

Shen Zhi'an straightened his robe, and said to the two not far away, "Brother, I'm entering the mansion."

Shen Xing spared no effort to shout to this side, "Well, you go in and have a good sleep."

Shen Zhian rubbed his temples wearily, and nodded.

Liang Zizhan quickly blocked the gate of Shen's residence.

Shen Zhian looked up at Liang Zizhan, who was pretending to be awesome on the steps, and felt his head hurt even more, "What are you doing?"

Liang Zizhan clapped his hands at him, "Come, Mr. Shen, I'll rub your shoulders when you enter the room."

Shen Zhian was startled, "You know how to rub shoulders?"

Liang Zizhan nodded handsomely, "Yeah! Rub it once to relieve fatigue, rub it twice for comfort, rub it three times and you'll fall in love with me."

Shen Zhian's face became stiff when he heard this, "Don't knead."

Liang Zizhan stretched his legs, bent down, put his elbows on his knees, and said to Shen Zhian in a low voice, "If you don't come in with me, I will carry you in in front of them? Huh?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"……All right."

……

Shen Zhian's room can be said to be extremely plain, with a table and a bed, no wardrobe, only a light brown bookshelf at the door, on which more than a hundred books are neatly placed.

Liang Zizhan looked around, "Mr. Shen, you really know how to live."

Shen Zhian sat in front of the table, his back stiffened, "Rub it quickly." He didn't even look at Liang Zizhan.

Liang Zizhan smiled and hugged Shen Zhian from behind, and put his head on his shoulder.

Shen Zhi settled for a moment, and touched Liang Zizhan's hand that was clasping his waist disobediently. He wanted to break it away cruelly, but at the moment he touched it, he covered his ears and stole the bell.

He thought, that's all, what if the two big men touched their hands, maybe the one behind him didn't take it seriously.

Then treat it as a dream. In the dream, every time I touched his hand, it was cold, but now I can hold a fresh one, isn't it great?

Liang Zizhan smiled, and gently blew in his ear, "Mr. Shen, this kind of development is too fast."

Shen Zhian was startled, "What development?"

Liang Zizhan freed up a hand, and pushed away Shen Zhian's five fingers, leaving only one, "That's right."

Immediately afterwards, Liang Zizhan clasped his backhand, and firmly held Shen Zhian's finger in the palm of his hand.

Shen Zhi'an was startled, turned around and frowned, trying to ask clearly, but the moment he turned around, he almost touched Liang Zizhan's lips that were close at hand.

Shen Zhian: "..."

Liang Zizhan shook his head affectionately, "This kind of development is too fast, we should start with kissing on the face first."

Before Shen Zhian could react, Liang Zizhan pressed a warm kiss on his cheek.

Shen Zhi'an became even more dazed, his neck, ears, cheeks and nose tip, all the parts that could be dyed red were completely red.

"...um... that... Liang Zizhan..." Shen Zhian stammered.

"What's wrong?" Liang Zizhan still hugged him, gently kissing Shen Zhian's cheek with his lips.

"what are you doing?"

Liang Zizhan was amused by him, "Mr. Shen really can pretend to be stupid, I'm kissing you."

"Dear... I...? What are you doing?"

"What do you say?"

Shen Zhian pursed his lips, but remained silent.

"Mr. Shen, I like you."