After I died, the sickly prince turned black

It's fine, why did you close the door all of a sudden, and the lonely and widowed people pushed Ren Jiu'er out!

You Ziqing was either afraid of being in the same room with Zhao Zhen, or copied the scriptures for half a day, and now his wrist is sore, which is somewhat psychologically shadowed.

"This is Your Highness?" You Ziqing stepped back calmly, keeping a distance from Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen: "..."

"Your Highness?" Seeing Zhao Zhen pestle in front of the door, neither turning nor speaking, You Ziqing became more vigilant.

The experience gained in the past, every abnormality is a precursor to madness.

But in fact, Zhao Zhen was just at a loss.

It was a subconscious move to go back to the room with You Ziqing or even close the door, but he didn't know what to do next.

What was even more helpless was that he longed to be alone with You Ziqing, but was afraid of being alone with this person.

It seems that it is easy to lose control every time...

"It's nothing, I just stopped by to sit here." Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zhen turned and walked towards You Ziqing as if nothing had happened.

Unexpectedly, You Ziqing was too nervous, when Zhao Zhen walked over, he subconsciously backed away.

One advances one retreats...

When he came back to his senses, You Ziqing was leaning back on the edge of the table, and Zhao Zhen was less than a step away from him.

In order to create a distance, You Ziqing had to lean back.

Almost at the same time as he was leaning back, Zhao Zhen put one hand on the table beside him, leaning over and half pressing towards him.

"What are you retreating?" Zhao Zhen's eyes were not crazy, but they were so deep that it made people palpitate. He whispered to You Ziqing's ear with a low laugh: "What did Gu say last night? Did I tell you not to seduce Gu, Um?"

"That..." You Ziqing smiled awkwardly: "It was a misunderstanding, I just... I was nervous when His Highness walked over, and then... That's it, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

"Oh?" Zhao Zhen caressed the corner of You Ziqing's mouth: "So it's not seduction, but thinking too much, do you think that closing the door alone is because you want..."

"I didn't think about it, I didn't think about anything!" You Ziqing interrupted Zhao Zhen hastily, and then said in a pitiful and negotiating tone: "Your Highness, can you let me get up first? My waist... is so painful that I can't bear it." Living."

"What is this?" Zhao Zhen didn't move away, but looked past You Ziqing at the scriptures on the table and the paper full of scriptures.

You Ziqing turned his head to look at it with difficulty, and said back: "I'm bored, I copied it to pass the time."

"Gu Ji didn't have it when I left last night." Zhao Zhen withdrew his gaze and looked at You Ziqing darkly: "I copied so much, I guess I didn't copy it in the morning. So, did I copy it after I left last night? "

"It's not important..." You Ziqing couldn't bear the pain in his back, and wished he could push Zhao Zhen away, but the one-armed man couldn't move his hand: "Your Highness, my waist is numb, can you let me get up first? "

Zhao Zhen didn't let him get up, but directly put his arm around his waist.

"Why do you want to copy the scriptures?" Zhao Zhen seemed to be quite obsessed with this question.

You Ziqing: "..."

"Huh?" Seeing that You Ziqing didn't say anything, Zhao Zhen lowered his body again: "Is it because of this?"

You Ziqing: "..."

I was speechless.

"Your Highness, I am also a normal man." You Ziqing said seriously.

As a result, Zhao Zhen sneered coldly after speaking.

"A man?" Zhao Zhen looked disgusted: "Are you a man when your hair grows?"

You Ziqing: "..."

It's as if you've grown up, the baby fat on your face is...

Huh?

You Ziqing blinked in surprise, and found that, without realizing it, the baby fat on Zhao Zhen's face had disappeared, but his outline gradually became heroic and handsome, giving him the appearance of a mature man.

It has grown in such a short time!

But this person is obviously not over nineteen yet!

You Ziqing couldn't help but want to touch his own face. His face was not fat like a baby's, but because he was too young and too pretty, he was somewhat indistinguishable from male and female.

Even if it blooms in two years, it will look more heroic, but it will only lack the indistinguishable softness and become more mature, which is nothing like a tough guy.

You Ziqing was quite envious of Zhao Zhen's face in his previous life, and even looked sour at one point, but looking at it now, he is still sour.

The so-called jealousy makes people lose their minds.

You Ziqing squinted at that face, and the more he looked at it, the more vicious he became, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Zhen's cheek and pulled it aside.

After pulling, he was puzzled and rubbed hard, so hard that half of Zhao Zhen's face was ravaged and deformed.

Zhao Zhen... was dazed at first, then grabbed You Ziqing's hand: "What are you doing?"

"The following offends the above." You Ziqing's old god is here: "Jealousy makes people ugly, it must be done."

Zhao Zhen: "..."

Sighing, he got up and backed away.

You Ziqing was finally free, stood up hurriedly, rubbed his back and let out a long sigh of relief, finally felt comfortable.

As soon as he turned around and sat down on the stool, he heard Zhao Zhen behind him suddenly say: "If it's on the table, it must feel good."

You Ziqing: "??"

what are you saying?

Grandpa can't understand!

You Ziqing decided to ignore the psychopathy, and just drank tea to calm down the shock.

Zhao Zhen sat down beside him, watched him drink one cup after another, but refused to pour it for himself, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but didn't care.

"When do you plan to go down the mountain?" The conversation changed, and Zhao Zhen got down to business.

When it came to business, You Ziqing stopped competing, poured a cup of tea for Zhao Zhen and said, "If it used to be, you would have to stay for two or three days, but this time there is such a big incident, grandma shouldn't stay there for too long .”

Although the old lady doesn't want to see him, she is an old lady who can tell clearly, and she still has this sensitivity.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Jiu'er didn't come in, and sent a message outside: "Third young master, the old lady sent someone to deliver a message, saying that we should prepare and leave at noon!"

"Understood." You Ziqing responded, then turned to look at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen took a sip of tea: "Gu Ye will leave in the afternoon."

"Actually, I forgot to ask, is your Highness here also to offer incense?"

You Ziqing has been wondering for a long time, why the dignified prince ran to the temple for no reason, there must be a valid reason for coming, otherwise if Song Yun'er gets involved in this matter, I'm afraid it will still cause a mess.

"Yesterday was the mother's memorial day. Every year at this time, Gu will come here to light an everlasting lamp."

Zhao Zhen sneered: "It's the sixth younger brother, I'm afraid it's not justifiable to come to the temple suddenly this time."

"It can also be to accompany the fiancée to burn incense. Although it is not suitable for etiquette, it is reasonable for children to love each other."

After You Ziqing finished speaking, seeing Zhao Zhen's gloomy face, she couldn't help being taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"To find an excuse to excuse you, you are really..."

"Just discussing the matter." You Ziqing was speechless: "Your Highness misinterpreted my meaning so much, I will think you are jealous."

"Heh!" Zhao Zhen choked, "You deserve it too?"

"Not worthy." You Ziqing laughed lowly: "It's just a thing for people to play with."

Zhao Zhen: "..."