I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

On the way back to the palace, Ying Zheng walked slowly on purpose, but Zhao Zheng never came to chase him.His stomach was full of anger, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, which made him feel very disgusted.After returning to Chang'an Palace, Ying Zheng ordered Zhao Gao, who was imprisoned in the dark room, to be whipped.

Not long after, the palace servants reported that Zhuang Xi had come to pay a visit.

In the middle of the night, Ying Zheng guessed what Zhao Zheng meant, and dropped a sentence: "No, let him go back."

The palace servants retreated respectfully, and came back shortly after to reply: "Young Master said that he is waiting outside for Young Master, Young Master can summon him at any time."

Ying Zheng said in a deep voice, "If he wants to wait, let him wait."

Outside the door, Zhuang Xi waited obediently. He didn't know what happened in the middle of the night. He only remembered that he was sleeping soundly. Two arms entered the palace.

It was only when the king approached the servant that he realized that he was going to talk to Mr. Ziying.I don't know how long it took, the moon in the sky tilted a little bit, Zhuang Xi couldn't feel his legs when he was standing, and finally a palace official came to invite him in.

Zhuang Xi couldn't change the habit of palace people for a while, and when he saw Ying Zheng in the study, he had to salute, but was stopped by Ying Zheng: "Forget it. If you have anything to say, just say it and leave."

He was a little tired at first, and wanted to sleep here in the study, but suddenly remembered that Zhuang Xi was still waiting outside, so someone called him over.He is very impatient now: "Long story short."

Zhuang Xi observed his words and said in a low voice: "That's right...the king sent someone to call his servants to come over and talk to the young master."

Zhuang Xi, who fell asleep at night and was knocked on the door by the guards and carried him into the palace, didn't have the slightest resentment, although he didn't know what to say, but judging by the young master's face, he should be angry.

As soon as Ying Zheng heard about Zhao Zheng, he became furious: "What are you talking about? He wants to meet Ying Man? No need, I don't care!"

Zhuang Xi: "..."

Ying Zheng, who couldn't help being modest when he was angry, was also surprised by his appearance, and his expression became even worse when he realized his gaffe just now.

Zhuang Xi was quite frightened by him: "...Young Master?"

Ying Zheng said with a dark face, "Your Majesty."

"...Yes, yes." Zhuang Xi wiped the sweat from his brow, thinking that this title is very new, he has never heard of it, but it is somewhat similar to His Highness, it should be some kind of honorific title, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't be angry. Now, be careful."

Ying Zheng was in a slightly better mood, picked up his tea and snorted.

Zhuang Xi didn't dare to talk nonsense, after a moment of silence, he heard the young master's hesitant voice: "Has Zhao Zheng returned to the palace?"

Zhuang Xi raised his head slightly, a little puzzled: "Has the King left the palace yet?"

Ying Zheng's face was gloomy and he said nothing.

He took the shortest way back to Chang'an Palace, maybe Zhao Zheng took the other way and arrived earlier than him.Thinking about it this way, Zhao Zheng didn't come to look for him after returning to the palace, Ying Zheng felt very uncomfortable.

Sour.

Zhuang Xi looked over cautiously, and said, "Did Your Majesty quarrel with the King?"

Ying Zheng glanced at him, "It's not a quarrel. How is Zhao Xian these days?"

"His Royal Highness is very good, he is very serious in his studies, but sometimes he is too naughty, and the servants run after him until their legs are broken." Zhuang Xi said with a bitter face.

"Take good care of him, nothing will happen to him, you know?"

Zhuang Xi nodded hurriedly: "My servant must protect His Highness well!"

Ying Zheng hummed, "You step back."

Zhuang Xi was a little uneasy: "...Is Your Majesty really okay? Why don't you go out and relax?"

"No need." What answered him was a cold and low-pitched voice behind the screen, "You step back, I have a word with this majesty."

Ying Zheng: "..."

Zhuang Xi quickly slipped away, and even closed the door behind him.

Ying Zheng didn't expect Zhao Zheng to be behind the screen, and he, who always hated being overheard, almost crushed the teacup in his hand: "Come out!"

Zhao Zheng touched his nose and was not in a hurry to go out.He knew that he would be scolded if he went out, and he still knew the husband's temper.He originally thought that the husband had already returned to the palace, but when he got here, he found that the husband had not returned.

Earlier in the alley, Li Si and the others thought of a lot of ways to make them reconcile.He wanted Zhuang Xi to talk to his husband first to calm down, and then he would come out to coax him, so he stayed in the study by the way.

And by some coincidence, he sat behind the screen, who knows that the husband never found him when he came back.

Although it is not very kind, it seems to have heard a lot of interesting information.

Zhao Zheng hid behind and couldn't come out, and Ying Zheng couldn't bear to look for him. The two were separated by a screen, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

It was Ying Zheng who gritted his teeth and said, "Get out."

There was a very light sigh on the other side of the screen: "Is it okay not to be angry... Your Majesty?"

Is this the name?

"..." Ying Zheng rolled up his sleeves, turned his head away, and said angrily, "Shut up."

Behind the screen, Zhao Zheng lightly stroked the finger on his hand, "This title is quite new, I don't know who it is called?"

There was silence.

Zhao Zheng didn't expect the husband to really answer him, otherwise the husband would not have deliberately concealed his identity.Go back and ask Li Si and Zhang Liang, maybe there will be clues.

Zhao Zheng moved closer to the screen, and said softly, "Why are we two so angry about such a trivial matter? You obviously don't want me to touch other people, do you?"

Ying Zheng remained silent, his fingers clenched tightly on his clothes.Of course he doesn't want it, 1 people don't want it.But the issue of heirs really involves too much.

While thinking about it, the screen at the back was pushed aside, and Ying Zheng didn't look back. Zhao Zhenguo sat beside him as expected, wanting to come over and shake his hand as if nothing had happened.Ying Zheng dodged for a while, but couldn't escape, so Zhao Zheng took advantage of the situation and pressed him on the carpet.

"Don't be angry, it's my fault." Zhao Zheng looked down at him, gently brushed the hair on his cheeks with his fingers, pressed on his body, and said softly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me?"

"..."

Ying Zheng was silent for a while, and he closed his eyes after a long time, hiding his brows with the back of his hands, not wanting Zhao Zheng to see his gaffe, and said in a low voice, "I feel bad."

He was already in poor health and couldn't bear it anymore, so Zhao Zheng hurriedly got up: "Where is it uncomfortable, I'll call..."

Before the "Prince Physician" finished speaking, it was Ying Zheng who grabbed him with one hand and sent it to his heart: "Here."

Ying Zheng's voice was low, as if he was extremely sad, and repeated: "Here."

His hand tightly grasped Zhao Zheng's, and pressed it to his heart.The pounding heartbeat spread to Zhao Zheng's palm, one beat, another beat.

Zhao Zhengcai realized that he was not feeling ill, so he leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips, "Is this better?"

Ying Zheng didn't speak.

Zhao Zheng lowered his head and smiled, raised his hand to take away the hand that was hidden between his brows and eyes, and kissed his eyes: "How about this?"

Yingzheng's eyelashes fluttered slightly, half-closed and opened slightly, a little reddened, and his Adam's apple rolled: "I hate you."

Zhao Zheng froze for a moment, "Hate it?"

Ying Zheng remained silent.

Zhao Zheng pecked his lips angrily, "Don't listen to this widow, say you like me, hurry up."

Ying Zheng bit him back in retaliation, Zhao Zheng took advantage of the situation and kissed his head forcefully, intruding domineeringly, bullying and coercing him.Uncharacteristically, Ying Zheng didn't take the lead as hard as before. He was so sad that he couldn't breathe when he thought of Zhao Zheng being with others.He felt helpless and at a loss, as if he had returned to the feeling of not being loved by anyone when he learned that his mother and Lao Ai were plotting against each other.

Only Zhao Zheng can calm all his uneasy emotions.

He was only loosened by Zhao Zheng when he was kissed until he couldn't breathe. Zhao Zheng bit his wet lips delicately, and said softly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Ying Zheng breathed slowly and seemed to shake his head. After a while, he raised his head and pecked Zhao Zheng's lips.

"Love you," he said.

Zhao Zheng opened his eyes, and when he realized it, he pressed Ying Zheng calmly, obviously agitated, "Who said you hate me just now?"

Ying Zheng was noncommittal.

This person broke all his principles, making him love and hate, but there is nothing he can do.No one had ever made him so entangled and soft-hearted. He hated the feeling of being dominated and suppressed, but this person happened to be Zhao Zheng.

It's a person who is so similar and different from him, this subtle feeling is too indescribable.

Looking up, I accidentally found that Zhao Zheng had been staring at him deeply. Ying Zheng just wanted him to take a look at the desire in his eyes, but Zhao Zheng suddenly lowered his head and kissed him between the eyebrows, softly and purely, and said in a low voice: "I also I love you, love you very much."

Ying Zheng was stunned.

Zhao Zheng hugged him tightly: "Don't quarrel in the future, okay?"

After a while, Ying Zheng recovered from Zhao Zheng's words, wrapped his arms around his waist lightly, and gave a muffled hum with a smile.

Zhao Zheng and him hugged each other for a moment, neither of them spoke.The king in Xuanyi rubbed his cheeks and hair on his temples affectionately, and put his hand into Ying Zheng's clothes intentionally or unintentionally: "Then let's do some happy things?"

Ying Zheng: "..."

The sun was shining slightly, and there was only a pale moon shadow in the sky.Light sunlight fell on the bed through the window.Overlapped and scattered coats were piled up on the floor. The pale-skinned young man was leaning against the pillow. His long, smooth hair was scattered like messy satin. He raised his head slightly and exhaled heavily, his light and ascetic eyes glowed with moist water.

As his breathing became more rapid, the lines of his neck and shoulders suddenly tightened, and the hands buried in the other youth's hair pressed down hard.

Ying Zheng bit his lips to prevent himself from making a sound, but his body was abstinent and weak, and he couldn't stand it, so he finally suppressed and let out a few muffled groans.

The tense body gradually relaxed, Ying Zheng threw his head back on the pillow, raised his hands to cover his slack eyes, and breathed calmly.

Hoarsely said: "Spit it out quickly."

Zhao Zheng coughed a few times, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, as if he had just finished his meal, "Eat."

"..."

Ying Zheng looked at him helplessly, and for some reason his brain twitched, and he asked, "Is... what kind of smell?"

Zhao Zheng, who just got up, covered him with a thin quilt, paused, and thought about it seriously: "...it's sweet."

"……Sweet?"

Zhao Zheng nodded seriously, "Sweet as honey, very sweet."

Ying·Believe It True·Zheng: "...Sweet."

Is it actually sweet?

Zhao Zheng lay down next to him as if taking credit, and hugged his limp body into his arms: "How is it? Is it comfortable?"

Ying Zheng, who had been bitten several times, nodded seriously: "Excellent."

At least courageous.

Zhao Xin thought Zhen Zheng was flattered and kissed him several times on the face, "Then when will I change my body so that I can love you well?"

Ying Zheng: "... probably not within ten years."

Zhao Zheng: "..."

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