After I died, the sickly prince turned black

You Ziqing stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he was startled when he saw the bamboo rat falling into his palm, and looked up at Zhao Zhen in astonishment.

However, Zhao Zhen avoided looking at each other, looking down at his palm with a smile on his lips.

"The first time we met was in Concubine Hui's Qin Palace. You pouted your butt and were digging bamboo rats in the Concubine Xiang's bamboo forest."

Zhao Zhen smiled softly: "I passed by at the time, and I saw a round butt at a glance, like a meat dumpling."

You Ziqing: "..."

"I started to play evil, I couldn't help but grabbed a handful and then kicked, and then you fell into the pit."

Zhao Zhen poked the shivering bamboo rat lying in You Ziqing's hand with his index finger: "You scared me so much by crying, but when I went to pull you, you were so fierce, you jumped on me and bit me. Don't let your chin loose, if it wasn't for the help of the palace servants, you would definitely tear a piece of flesh off."

You Ziqing: "..."

You Ziqing has an impression of this. It was about four or five years old. At that time, Concubine Hui had just entered the palace, and the grace was in full bloom. The emperor saw that she missed her relatives, so he took You Ziqing into the palace to stay with her for half a month. .

It was the time when he was very playful, but the rules in the palace were so boring, so he had fun by himself, looking at the concubine Xiangzhu, thinking that his elder brother had taken him to the bamboo forest in Zhuangzi to dig bamboo rats, so he also ran to dig bamboo rats , As a result, the bamboo rat failed to dig it, and was touched and kicked by Prince Xiong, splashing mud all over his face.

You Ziqing was narrow-minded and held grudges, and that incident was deeply ingrained in his heart.

Afterwards, as a companion reading, in fact, he was going to be sent to the little prince's side at first, but because he held grudges, he resolutely chose the sixth prince.

Thinking about it now, the past is unbearable!

You Ziqing smiled, looked up and saw Zhao Zhen pursed his lips in annoyance.

"Your Highness?" You Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, fearing that he would suddenly lose control again.

Zhao Zhen didn't lose control, but when he looked up, there was water in his eyes: "Is it because of this that you don't deal with me everywhere?"

"Your Highness..." You Ziqing sighed, "It's all over."

Zhao Zhen was startled, and lowered his eyes with a lonely expression.

You Ziqing didn't know how this touched his fragile nerves, and looked down at the little thing in his hand and said, "Your Highness, it seems to be very scared, shall we let it go?"

"Ziqing..." Zhao Zhen asked, "Did I do something wrong again?"

You Ziqing was silent: "Even if His Highness is not a prince, he is still a prince. Why should you be so cautious with me?"

"Then how should I treat you?" Zhao Zhen raised his eyes, the dark light flickering in his eyes.

You Ziqing's scalp tightened when he saw his eyes. Fortunately, Zhao Zhen didn't go crazy, but reached out and took the bamboo mouse back, went to open the window, and released the little thing.

After putting it off, he didn't go back to the bed, but stood in front of the window in a daze.

"Your Highness." You Ziqing stared at the back in a daze, and then stepped in: "It's late at night, come and rest."

Then Zhao Zhen walked back and touched You Ziqing's face: "You still have a little fever. I heard that you haven't eaten since you came back. Are you hungry?"

You Ziqing shook his head.

Zhao Zhen looked at him for a while before undressing and going to bed. When he lifted the quilt, he remembered, raised his eyes and said hesitantly: "I took a bath in the palace."

"You don't dislike you even if you don't take a bath, come up." You Ziqing couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Zhen put out the candles first, and then lay down beside You Ziqing.

As soon as he lay down, You Ziqing reached out to touch his belt.

"What?" Zhao Zhen grabbed You Ziqing's hand.

"Serve Your Highness to undress." You Ziqing smiled and kissed the corner of Zhao Zhen's mouth: "I heard that when you have a fever..."

What You Ziqing said was cryptic, but Zhao Zhen understood his tone and eyes. Immediately, his eyes deepened, but he didn't let go of You Ziqing's hand: "Where did you hear that?"

"It's written in the story book." You Ziqing moved closer to Zhao Zhen's ear and blew.

Zhao Zhen: "..."

Pushing You Ziqing into his arms, Zhao Zhen froze there.

"Your Highness?" You Ziqing was a little puzzled.

Didn't you say it was a joke?

Why are you still so reserved?

"You still have a fever, I don't want to become a (rape) corpse in a while." Zhao Zhen pressed You Ziqing's head into his arms, "Go to sleep."

You Ziqing: "..."

You Ziqing fell asleep for some reason, but woke up again from hunger.However, he soon discovered that someone was more "hungry" than him. He froze, and when he raised his head, he met a pair of deep, dark eyes like wolfs and tigers.

"Is my fever gone?" You Ziqing blinked, her body stiffened slightly.

"En." Zhao Zhen's arms around You Ziqing's waist began to tighten, and he turned over and pressed him under him: "Don't be afraid..."

You Ziqing lowered her eyes: "Yes."

I don't know if it's You Ziqing's illusion. I feel that Zhao Zhen's needs in this regard are too frequent, as if he is living every day as if it is his last. several years.

With so much energy, You Ziqing felt ashamed, and was afraid that he would die on Zhao Zhen's bed one day.

After a lot of cloud and rain, You Ziqing lost the strength that had just recovered, Zhao Zhen took advantage of Jiu'er's arrival, wrapped him in a cloak, and took him to the palace.

You Ziqing: "..."

How come there is a feeling of being packaged and stolen?

This guy really can't pretend to be normal for a day!

Finally packed people back home, Zhao Zhen put You Ziqing on the bed, touched his face, feeling at ease.

You Ziqing's brain twitched, and he said, "How is it?"

"Cough..." Zhao Zhen's eyes wandered: "It's okay, it's okay."

"So..." You Ziqing suppressed a smile: "Your Highness thought about it all night, and couldn't hold back his curiosity in the morning, so he tried it?"

Zhao Zhen became angry from embarrassment: "You Ziqing, can you be more serious?"

"Then Your Highness didn't give me a chance to be a decent person." You Ziqing's brows were full of fatigue: "Your Highness, I'm hungry."

"I'll let someone pass the meal on." Zhao Zhen got up and went out.

Breakfast will be served soon.

Zhao Zhen sat down by the bed with a bowl in his hand: "If you're unwell, don't get up, eat on the bed, and I'll feed you."

You Ziqing didn't let him feed it, and got up to take the bowl: "I still have the strength to hold the bowl."

You Ziqing lowered his head, obviously he didn't see the momentary loneliness in Zhao Zhen's eyes.

His body was indeed very tired, and he lay down and slept again after eating.After waking up in the afternoon, I finally regained some strength, but I didn't see Zhao Zhen's person.

"Eunuch Hu, just speak up if you have anything to say." Seeing that Hu Chang, who was waiting for him to wash and wash, seemed hesitant to speak, You Ziqing slightly frowned.

"His Highness seems to be normal these two days, and practiced sword for a while in the morning, but..."

"Huh?" You Ziqing pinched the center of her brows: "Can you say it better?"

Hu Changdao: "Your Highness, he went to the ancestral hall again. He went there after practicing the sword in the morning, and he hasn't come out yet. This slave is not at ease, worried about him..."

Hu Chang didn't say any more, but You Ziqing naturally knew what he was worried about.

"Where is the ancestral hall, take me to see it." You Ziqing said.