After I died, the sickly prince turned black

You Ziqing: "..."

That look was so aggressive, You Ziqing blinked, and instinctively started to be cowardly.

At that time, the energy had already been vented, and now Zhao Zhen's cannibalistic eyes stared at him, and his heart beat.

As soon as Zhao Zhen stretched out his long arms, he fished the man back, turned around and pushed against the door: "What are you hiding?"

"Just..." You Ziqing racked his brains to find an excuse: "You see, this is in someone else's territory after all, isn't it good for us to do this?"

"I remember." Zhao Zhen pinched You Ziqing's jaw.

You Ziqing was taken aback: "What?"

Zhao Zhen whispered in his ear: "You said, call Brother Zhen on the bed."

You Ziqing: "..."

"What?" Zhao Zhen laughed lowly: "Want to renege on your debt?"

"Yes, can it be?" You Ziqing's eyes were full of expectation.

"Okay." Zhao Zhen said deliberately: "The meat is here, one night."

You Ziqing shook, knowing the current affairs as a hero: "My good brother, please forgive me—"

The sound of good brother almost stabbed Zhao Zhen out of his body.

"Forgive you?" Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth: "Dream!"

With a loud bang, Hu Chang and An Qi who were outside the door were startled and turned around to rush in, but they froze in place because of the following conversation.

"Call brother, call quickly!"

"Brother, good brother—"

"Call me husband!"

"not called?"

"Husband, my husband—"

"who am I?"

"Zhao Zhen, Zhen, Brother Zhen—"

Hu Chang: "..."

Dark Seven: "..."

The two looked at the trembling door for a while, then turned their heads and looked at each other, embarrassed and speechless for a while.

"Cough!" An Qi let out a fake cough and regained her voice: "That... Hu Gonggong, why don't we stand a little further away?"

Hu Chang looked back at the two unsafe doors, and felt that An Qi's suggestion was good.

After all, they are separated by a door, and with their highness's jealous nature, they might have to settle accounts with them later.

Fortunately, their Highness is just a prince. This is the future prince. If he becomes a monarch in the future, all the historians in the palace may lose their jobs.

Hu Chang was full of thoughts, without saying a word, he silently stood down the steps with An Qi.

An Qi held back and held back, but still couldn't hold back, and asked Hu Chang in a low voice: "Young master is too simple, he is so submissive, how could His Highness spare him."

"You don't understand." Hu Chang rolled his eyelids to see the idiot's expression.

An Qi raised her eyebrows: "You understand?"

Hu Chang rolled his eyes: "Heh..."

Dark Seven: "..."

What is this contemptuous expression and contemptuous tone?

"Xiao Qi." Hu Chang looked at An Qi and said earnestly: "You are not too young, you should learn more!"

Dark Seven: "??"

"If you can't marry a daughter-in-law, it's okay for a brothel waitress once in a while. This kind of thing is natural. As long as it doesn't delay the matter, His Highness will not punish him."

Hu Chang swept his eyes down An Qiyao: "It's a crime."

Dark Seven: "..."

What's all this mess? !

An Qi glared at Hu Chang, silently stepped aside, and stayed away.I'm still a little worried about You Ziqing, with his teasing method, will tomorrow... be able to get up?

Get up, of course you can't get up.

When I came here, I rode a horse with great vigor, and when I went back, let alone riding, I couldn’t even climb it.

Simply tying up so many people would require a carriage, so Zhao Zhen directly asked someone to prepare a carriage.He didn't ride a horse himself, and took the carriage that You Ziqing was sitting in directly.

Although it was a carriage, it needed ventilation due to the hot weather, and the curtains on the windows were not hung, and the doors were not closed. Therefore, from time to time, Zhao Yan would ride over, take a look at the two people in the carriage, and then steer the horse away.

Come back after a while, take a look and go, and the cycle repeats.

Not to mention You Ziqing's thin skin, even Zhao Zhen couldn't stand his crazy behavior.

When Zhao Yan came over again, Zhao Zhen put on a straight face: "Speak up if you have something to say, what are you doing sneakily?"

And You Ziqing was also looking at Zhao Yan strangely.

Isn't this sense of presence quite strong?

Then why did you look like an invisible person when you came?

Zhao Yan looked at Zhao Zhen and then at You Ziqing, opened a folding fan and fanned it slowly: "It's nothing, it's just..."

Zhao Yan closed his fan and pointed at You Ziqing: "It just feels like Mr. Xiaoyou seems to have misunderstood me a little bit. I wonder if I should explain it."

"Oh?" You Ziqing and Zhao Zhen looked at each other: "What is the explanation of the third prince's words?"

"Actually." Zhao Yan glanced at Zhao Zhen: "When I came here, I didn't want to be lazy so I turned my head on purpose. I just thought that this person has a bit of eyesight. You said that the young couple only have each other in their eyes. An outsider is making do with something, right?"

You Ziqing: "..."

Zhao Zhen sideways blocked You Ziqing: "Then your eyesight shows that you are traveling?"

"Cough!" Zhao Yanzhan covered his mouth with a fan, but his eyes curled up in laughter: "Aren't I afraid that you will misunderstand and feel uneasy?"

The two raised their eyebrows upon hearing this.

"The third prince's meticulous observation is really admirable." You Ziqing said: "However, misunderstandings are not enough, even though we walked all the way, I didn't notice that the third prince was there, and I just felt panic when I realized it. I should ask the third prince not to take it." Blame it."

"What's there to blame?" Zhao Yan disagreed: "Lord Xiaoyou sees you as the big brother, so naturally he can't see other people. It's just that County Magistrate Cao doesn't know how to play, and keeps moving towards the two of you."

You Ziqing: "..."

Zhao Zhen glanced at You Ziqing with a smile, but reprimanded him, "Go ahead and be your invisible man after you've finished speaking, don't come here to be an eyesore."

Zhao Yan: "..."

After blowing a loud whistle, Zhao Yan stopped talking nonsense, and ran to the front without hesitation.

You Ziqing tilted his head to look at Zhao Yan's back for a long time before withdrawing his gaze: "What do you think, Your Highness?"

"Don't worry about him." Zhao Zhen said indifferently: "Just mess around. They don't threaten me now. Even if he has something, it won't be aimed at me."

"Your Highness, what do you mean..." You Ziqing paused, "He wants to use this matter to make a fuss and drag Zhao Ji into the water?"

Zhao Zhen nodded.

"Thinking about it, it seems that every time we meet, he and Zhao Ji are always facing each other, and they have never been friendly."

But it is precisely because of this that You Ziqing felt strange: "In terms of competition, Zhao Ji is the most inconspicuous one. With so many princes, whose mother clan is no better than Zhao Ji, why does he have a hard time with Zhao Ji? Could it be that he has a good eye? Ruju, can you see Zhao Ji's potential?"

Zhao Zhen was also quite puzzled.

When it comes to competing for favor, those few people are competing with each other clearly, and their goals are clear.

Knowing that he, the prince, has come down, whoever creates the grandson of the emperor will have a greater chance of winning, and they are all fighting hard.

Although there were quite a few stumbling blocks in the dark, they were all group fights. Only Zhao Yan seemed to be targeting Zhao Ji, but he didn't care so much about the others.

"Some people are not born to deal with." After much deliberation, Zhao Zhen came up with this explanation.

You Ziqing thought about it, but nodded in agreement, just like him and You Yuqiong, aren't they just born to disagree?

"Let's not talk about him anymore." Zhao Zhen took the initiative to end this topic, and looked at You Ziqing with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere, do you want to lean on for a while?"

"I don't feel well anywhere now." Mentioning this, You Ziqing became annoyed, and couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Zhao Zhen: "Your Highness is concerned at the moment, and I didn't save any energy when I was tossing."

"Little villain." Zhao Zhen stretched out his hand and pinched the back of You Ziqing's neck: "Don't you know why I didn't save my strength? Who flew up to recruit me?"

"Blame me?" You Ziqing raised an eyebrow: "I was coerced by His Highness."

"Coercion or intentional, huh?" A smile flashed across Zhao Zhen's eyes: "Come here, I'll rub it for you."

You Ziqing smiled, tilted her body, and leaned on Zhao Zhen: "Brother Zhen, my waist hurts, please give it a good squeeze."

Zhao Zhen paused, looked down at You Ziqing, and answered after a while: "Yes."