Pick all the cold branches

But Jiafei just stared at him angrily, and filled him with an extra bowl of soup.

"This soup is a medicinal recipe prescribed by the imperial doctor. It is specially stewed to nourish your blood. You can drink another bowl."

Then she looked at him as if she was waiting for him to drink the soup.

It was as if there was a flame in my heart twisting and jumping under the dry woodpile, which could burn up at any time, but I didn't know when it would burn up.

It's just tormented.

The medicinal food was delicious, but Zhen Xian really couldn't eat it, so he put away the bowls and chopsticks completely, lowered his head and gently turned his face away, avoiding the scorching gaze.

It's a pity that Jia Fei would let him go, and came closer and looked at him deeply.

"I just think that I can be with you like this every day in the future, and I feel happy, and I can't help but want to see you more."

This man clearly did it on purpose.Knowing that he couldn't stand this, he deliberately acted frivolously and said such exaggerated words, sincerely wanting to see his bewildered and flushed face in shame, or wait for him to respond with some unspeakable words.

"Your Highness, don't look at me like that..."

With nowhere to escape, Zhen Xian had no choice but to let out a low voice, almost begging.

Jiafei didn't retreat an inch, but held his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"I went to great lengths to find you back, and you got angry with me again before I had a good day, and now you're not even allowed to watch?"

When he said that, he deliberately kneaded Zhen Xian's hand gently.

Xiaoxian's hand is still thin and thin, with long and slender fingers, well-defined joints, and many old calluses left over from hard work. It is no longer the smooth touch of nephrite jade when he was young.

And the time he led Xiao Qi to escape from Batu Mengke, in order to join the Bai Zong's army, the wound that was cut with a blood-painted flag, although it has healed, has grown into a scar that is not deep and not shallow, But in Jiafei's eyes, it was still shocking.

Some injuries can always be healed slowly, but there are others, I'm afraid they won't be able to heal them in this life...

There was a sharp pain in the apex of my heart.Jiafei couldn't help frowning.

He heard Zhen Xian answer in a low voice.

"It is my fault--"

Xiaoxian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the helplessness in his voice made him blame himself for a moment.

How could he bully Xiaoxian like this?It's just arguing and getting angry, just treat it as a private matter, it's no big deal, if it's really missing, it's going to lose fun.Xiaoxian didn't throw him away again, and didn't even ignore him, but bowed his head and comforted him submissively, and he would be relentless in whatever he did, appearing to be unreasonable.

Jiafei's heart softened suddenly, and he felt guilty again, a burst of blood surged up, and he immediately reached out to grab him, and then hugged the whole person, interrupting his self-examination.

"You're not bad. You're good anyway."

Zhen Xian was unprepared, so he was picked up by such a slap, and he was so shocked that he subconsciously stretched out his arms to hug Jiafei. After he realized that he felt impolite, he couldn't let go.

He didn't know why His Highness suddenly changed his mind again, whether he really changed his mind, he could only hold his hands and feet so stiffly, and let Jiafei carry him into the inner room.

Jia Fei put him on the bed, gently took off his coat, and asked him, "Does the wound still hurt?"

"It's not much of a hindrance anymore." Zhen Xian responded subconsciously, and suddenly choked again, always feeling that this sentence seemed to imply an infinite invitation to invite, and immediately blushed again.

That rosy glow immediately caught Jiafei's attention, and he leaned over to whisper in Zhen Xian's ear.

"Let me take a look and wipe your body for you by the way."

It is clearly the murmur of the orchid musk deer's heart, so where is the time to indulge in sensuality?

Zhen Xian was struggling in his heart and wanted to dissuade him.

But Jia Fei had already ordered people to bring hot water and soft handkerchiefs in, and then sent everyone out, twisted a piece of hot handkerchief with his own hands, and untied his belt with a smile.

"Don't worry, don't let others look at you here."

His Highness has always been used to being served by others, how often does he serve others like this?I am afraid that apart from the Fourth Highness, there will be no more.

But His Highness just doted on him like this.

His Highness's hands were extremely gentle, bypassing all the painful scars, warmly kneading gently and slowly, stirring up every inch of the sleeping desire under the skin.

But this thought is too greedy and presumptuous, how can he bear it?

Obviously not the best time.

The holy will is unpredictable, the powerful enemies are ready to move, there are the worries of the life and death of the people inside, and there are thieves and bandits outside.

Not to mention Mrs. Cui...

During the day, Cui Ying's lonely but flexible face suddenly flashed before her eyes.

In an instant, Zhen Xian only felt his whole body was freezing, and subconsciously pressed Jia Fei's hand that was walking calmly, almost panicking.

But he didn't know what to say, so he called out in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness..." and then he was speechless.

Looking at the entangled appearance, Jia Fei knew that he was worrying about something for nothing, so he simply threw the handkerchief in his hand, and leaned over with hands and feet.

"... At a time like this, can't you just think about me?"

He pressed his hands and pressed against his forehead, exhaling intertwined, feeling quite helpless.

Zhen Xian twisted his waist feebly, and soon realized that he couldn't break free.

It was not the first time His Highness said such words to him.

But why is he unwilling to let go of his burden and concentrate on nothing else?

"Zhen Xian has always only thought of His Highness in his heart, but—"

Zhen Xian couldn't help lowering his eyes and sighing softly, he didn't notice the grievance leaked in his voice at all, and he didn't know how the reddish corners of his eyes hesitated to speak, in the eyes of caring people, it was tantamount to coquettish, and the blue hair scattered in the struggle And how beautiful and delicious the half-covered clothes are.

Jia Fei stared blankly at Zhen Xian who was so unconscious, a firework exploded in his heart.Surging ecstasy splashed like fireworks.He couldn't hold back anymore and rubbed him into his arms, wishing he could swallow this person who seduced his soul and made him fascinated and tortured...

Since the Lingyan ancient temple left for a while, the two had no chance to be tender, and then Zhen Xian was injured, and Jia Fei was anxious and distressed, so he could only watch him helplessly, and he hadn't been close for a long time.

Now once the ban is lifted, it will be difficult to control.

Zhen Xian can't count how many times he has been tossed and turned upside down by this person, but he only knows that he has forgotten himself, like a fish drifting with the current, following the turbulent tide higher and higher, being sent to the clouds again and again Dian, involuntarily, but extremely happy.

Jiafei refused to let him go no matter what, insisted on opening his body, going deep into his soul, digging out all his deep-buried longings and delusions, and drank it down in one gulp, being gentle and considerate but irresistible.

My mind was blank, I couldn't think, I could only find my instinct to breathe, and made all kinds of voices that I would never reveal on weekdays until I was hoarse.

He vaguely said a lot of nonsense begging for forgiveness when he was still in a daze, Zhen Xian couldn't remember it, and he didn't dare to remember it. Just thinking about it made him curl up his toes in shame.

I felt really ashamed, but extremely sweet.

He snuggled up beside Jiafei, feeling sore and limp, feeling the sweat and other things that were still wet and sticky on each other's body, he was about to be suffocated by the sense of guilt welling up in his heart, and at the same time felt that he was hypocritical and ridiculous Cowardly and shapeless.

Between him and His Highness, no matter what it is, how to say it, or how it will be commented on, it is true and unadulterated.He didn't feel regretful or afraid, but he still couldn't help feeling uneasy and blaming himself for it.

The faint smell of incense has been completely covered by the special fragrance of mutual gratification.The air is full of lingering sweetness.

Zhen Xian involuntarily leaned into Jiafei's arms and leaned against his chest.

This little intimate gesture made His Royal Highness Prince Jing very happy, and he was very attached to him, so he hugged him even tighter, kissed his forehead wet with sweat, and softly coaxed: "Let me hug him again." In a while, I will change your clothes in a while."

He knew that Zhen Xian always liked to be clean and would not like the sticky feeling on his body, for fear that Xiao Xian would feel uncomfortable.But Zhen Xian didn't get up in a hurry, instead he quietly nestled in his arms obediently.

Jiafei's heart trembled suddenly, and he felt something was wrong, and sure enough, he heard Zhen Xian asking him sullenly.

"Your Highness, am I really pedantic, hypocritical, arrogant and unreasonable?"

How do you say this...?

Xiaoxian has a straightforward personality and a heavy heart. It is normal to feel a little self-loathing every now and then.But no matter what, how could there be a way to buckle all these embarrassing words on himself?

Jia Fei turned sideways and lowered his head, stroking Zhen Xian's back through the silky black hair, thought for a while, and asked: "... Shiro came to look for you?"

"No. It's because I thought about it carefully and felt guilty..."

Zhen Xian lowered his eyes and felt something was wrong after answering the words. He couldn't help but push Jia Fei lightly, and scolded in a low voice: "Why do you say that about Your Highness?"

Jia Fei pouted, and hugged him again, "During the day, Shiro urged Qiro to ask for someone from me."

"... Who do you want?" Zhen Xian was momentarily at a loss.

"You." Jiafei deserved to be careless, but his hands were unambiguous, and he kneaded Zhen Xian's waist without any seriousness.

Zhen Xian was stunned for a moment, then he was so shocked that he propped up half of his body, and he was completely awake.

It turned out that His Highness had a lot of sulking before because of this.

It's just that at such a time, there should be no trouble with His Royal Highness King Zhao.

"Then... how did His Highness deal with it?" Zhen Xian frowned, looking at Jia Fei worriedly.

Jia Fei still looked indifferent, "I kicked him out."

"Your Highness..." Zhen Xian was suddenly at a loss for words, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the "he" Jia Fei referred to was the Seventh Prince Jiashou or the Fourth Highness Jiayu.

No matter which one it is, it can't be thrown out like this...

His Highness is a sensible person, and he doesn't need this kind of preaching, probably because he was very angry at the time.But the more angry he was, the more worrisome he became.Especially since this incident happened because of him, this situation made him feel so embarrassing.

Zhen Xian couldn't say a word and could only look at Jia Fei speechlessly.

Probably because this look was too embarrassing, Jia Fei finally sighed, and compromisingly hugged Zhen Xian into his arms again.

"I know what you're going to say. I also know that Shichiro is a silly boy with no bad intentions. But there's only this one thing, only you, and I can't let him go."

He also lightly pecked Zhen Xian's forehead a couple of times in displeasure, and comforted him in a soft voice: "It's a big deal, I'll hide from now on, it's fine if we don't meet each other. I have a sense of proportion, so don't worry."

He asked Zhen Xian if he wanted to wipe and change his clothes.

Zhen Xian could only nod his head when he heard the words, and followed him in every possible way, but his heart was troubled.

This pool of water has been disturbed to the point of turbidity, thinking about what to do next, I feel completely tired, and I can't really fall asleep.