After I died, the sickly prince turned black

On the day of Xiumu, Zhao Zhen went to Zhongyi Hou's mansion early to pick up the man, and he was not polite when he was still asleep, so he packed it up and took it away.

You Zitang's eyelids twitched as he watched from the side: "Should I wake up Ziqing and ask his opinion on this matter?"

"If you ask him, he's definitely not willing." Zhao Zhen said, "Physician Wu said, no matter whether he wants to or not, we have to take him out for a walk more. It's not good for his health to be depressed like this."

You Zitang knew this was the reason, and glanced at You Ziqing who was sleeping soundly in Zhao Zhen's arms: "Then I will thank you, Your Highness."

"It should be." After Zhao Zhen said, he carried You Ziqing into the carriage.

The carriage staggered out of the city, but You Ziqing did not wake up.

"Sir, it's too extravagant to sleep now." Hu Chang sighed, his tone full of worry.

Zhao Zhen didn't make a sound, and silently adjusted a more comfortable position for the person in his arms, with unresolved worries on his brows.

"Your Highness, don't worry too much. My son is auspicious, and he will definitely get better." Hu Chang didn't know how these two people could compete so much. After thinking about it, he persuaded: "People's hearts are both As long as your Highness treats you well in the future, this cold heart can always be covered."

As soon as the words fell, You Ziqing woke up, and before opening his eyes, he habitually rubbed against Zhao Zhen's neck.

Zhao Zhen's heart was melted by him.

"woke up?"

Hearing Zhao Zhen's voice, You Ziqing, who was in a daze, suddenly woke up, realized what he had just done, and froze when he lay there.

Zhao Zhen only thought that You Ziqing became stiff suddenly because he was afraid of him, and couldn't help feeling bitter.

Patting You Ziqing's back comfortingly, he didn't raise his hand to rub the head until the other person's body relaxed.

"When you wake up, wash up, and then have breakfast." Zhao Zhen said.

You Ziqing slowed down, pretending that he didn't know anything, raised his head nonchalantly, realized that he was still sitting on Zhao Zhen's lap, and wanted to get down, but was bound around his waist.

"I come."

You Ziqing looked blank, not knowing what Zhao Zhen was coming for.

It wasn't until after being waited on and washed up that I realized what Zhao Zhen meant.

But being hugged to wash or something...

It's a shame.

But it's not over yet.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen took the porridge bowl from Hu Chang and was about to hug him to feed him, no matter how thick-skinned You Ziqing was, no matter how calm his heart was, he couldn't bear it.

"Myself……"

Before he could finish his refusal, he was hit by a spoon to his mouth, and Zhao Zhen said, "Ah, open your mouth."

You Ziqing: "..."

Who is this coaxing tone to shame? !

You Ziqing's face was flushed, and her mouth was tightly pursed so that she could not open her mouth.

"Just feed me a meal, why are you still shy?" Seeing You Ziqing's reaction, Zhao Zhen finally had a smile in his melancholy eyes, and continued to coax in a warm voice: "Be good, Ziqing, take a bite."

You Ziqing couldn't bear it any longer: "Your Highness..."

The voice was soft, and there was actually a taste of being coquettish and flattering.

"Okay, okay, eat by yourself." Zhao Zhen took it away when he saw it, and gave the bowl to You Ziqing, but while he was eating the porridge with his head down, he leaned into his ear and said, "I actually want to feed you mouth to mouth." .”

The spoon in You Ziqing's hand shook.

"This shredded chicken porridge has been boiled for a long time in the kitchen, and medicinal materials are added in it. It smells like medicine, but it tastes good." Zhao Zhen tried his best to resist the urge to kiss You Ziqing, and said solemnly: "Eat it, no teasing you."

Feeling the loosening of the waist, You Ziqing got up from Zhao Zhen decisively, sat next to Hu Chang and ate slowly.

He originally intended to stay away from Zhao Zhen, but Hu Chang suffered, and was stabbed several times by his master's knife.

Fortunately, he was still an eunuch when he was old, otherwise, the master would have thrown him out of the carriage!

Hu Chang winked. He stayed in the carriage earlier because he was worried that You Ziqing would wake up and no one would be waiting for him. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he quietly got up and went outside to accompany An Qi and the coachman. , leaving space for two people.

After Hu Chang went out, Zhao Zhen immediately moved over to sit with You Ziqing.

You Ziqing paused for a meal, but didn't pay any attention, just lowered his head and finished the porridge.As soon as he put the bowls on the table, Zhao Zhen took out a dagger and peeled pears there.

It would be fine if it was just cut off, but Zhao Zhen's name was engraved on the carved dog's head, and handed over to You Ziqing.

"Come on, eat a pear, it's refreshing." Zhao Zhen's mouth hooked slightly.

You Ziqing: "..."

"What's the matter?" Seeing You Ziqing's hesitant expression, Zhao Zhen asked with a smile.

You Ziqing stared at Goutou Li with a strange expression on his face: "First there are cakes and now there are pears. Why, Your Highness..."

"Didn't you see it?" Zhao Zhen said, "I'm pleading guilty. I was wrong before, and I don't know how to ask you to forgive me. I can only think of this."

"What's wrong with Your Highness?" You Ziqing didn't pick up the pear, turned his eyes away and said, "I just took the blame on myself, and I never blamed Your Highness. Your Highness really ruined Ziqing, please don't do this in the future, no Ziqing cannot bear the crime of respect."

Zhao Zhen sighed: "Why do you have to be so alien to me?"

"It's not seeing outsiders." You Ziqing said with a faint smile, "It's the difference between monarch and minister."

What a difference between a monarch and his ministers...

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, put down his pears and cleaned his hands, and stretched out his hands to hug You Ziqing into his arms: "Which pair of monarchs and ministers have you ever seen not only eat and sleep together, but also hug each other and perform Zhou Gong's rituals?"

Thinking that Zhao Zhen was going to get sick again, You Ziqing's face turned pale, but he was stiff and did not struggle.

But Zhao Zhen just kissed his forehead: "We are not monarchs and ministers, but husband and wife. You just wait for me to marry you as Princess Ning."

again...

You Ziqing didn't bother to argue, just lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Zhao Zhen.

This silent refusal was like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, and even breathing hurt.

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, slowly let go of You Ziqing, and withdrew his hand.

Freed, You Ziqing moved aside calmly.

For a while, both of them fell silent, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that even the air became thin.

Seeing You Ziqing who was so repulsive, Zhao Zhen's fists hidden under the sleeves of his robe were trembling faintly, his eyes were red from holding back, but he never went crazy like before.

But what he didn't know was that You Ziqing's hands under the sleeves of his robe were also shaking.No matter how calm he was, he was still disturbed by this man.

The moment the carriage stopped, You Ziqing got up and got out of the carriage without waiting for Hu Chang's notification from outside.

Zhao Zhen's heart ached badly, but he smiled when he saw his eagerness.

"Knowing how to escape means you have emotions..." Zhao Zhen sighed: "It's good, take your time."

The two got off the carriage one after the other, Zhao Zhen was just about to take You Ziqing into Zhuangzi, when he saw An Qi flying the carrier pigeon, and handed over the note taken from the carrier pigeon's leg.

"Your Highness, it's the news from Yezhuang." An Qi said seriously.