Princess 1.8 meters

Jiang Heng finished drinking Ah Jiu coldly, and the ambiguous atmosphere that flowed in the room just now also dissipated. He lowered his head unwillingly to continue, and just touched Shen Zhi's forehead with his lips, and his face was pinched by Shen Zhi's hands Push away.

Jiang Heng: "..."

The little turmoil in Shen Zhi's heart had already been uttered by Ah Jiu, he squeezed Jiang Heng's face, and said gently: "We should go back."

He spoke lightly, Jiang Heng took a breath, pressed him back bitterly, and bit his lips.Shen Zhi felt the pain, but provocatively, he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick Jiang Heng's lips, and quickly withdrew it.

Jiang Heng's eyes became darker, and just about to deepen this hard-won kiss, Shen Zhi suddenly took advantage of his inattention, rolled like a loach, rolled out of his arms and jumped under the bed, straightened his clothes, and said solemnly: " Your Highness is a little angry, and needs to be defeated."

Jiang Heng sat up expressionlessly: "You will regret it." After a pause, he stared at Shen Zhi, and said word by word, "Sooner or later."

Shen Zhi's back felt cold for no reason.

The two walked out of the room one after the other, Shen Zhi had a thick skin, and looked at Ah Jiu calmly and smiled, but the latter looked at him with a strange expression.

... Although the tooth marks on his lips are not very obvious, but Ah Jiu has profound internal strength and keen five senses, so he can see them at a glance.

Ah Jiu thought with difficulty: It's... quite intense.

It wasn't until he started driving that Ah Jiu recovered from his trance.Jiang Heng's eyes were always glued to Shen Zhi's body. As a bystander, he naturally saw it clearly. Thinking of Jiang Heng holding Shen Zhi to trim his temple hair just now when he went out, he couldn't help shaking his head.

It's also very good, at least one person can make Jiang Heng happy.

When Shen Zhi got into the carriage, he was three feet away from Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng's evil fire hadn't subsided just now, and he really wanted to get closer to Shen Zhi, so he raised his eyelids: "Come here."

Shen Zhi shook his head vigilantly, remembered something, said with a smile: "Drink some chrysanthemum tea to defeat the fire."

Jiang Heng stared at him quietly.

Shen Zhi looked at him silently for a moment, and suddenly understood something, a look of astonishment flashed across his face: "...that chrysanthemum, was it you who gave it?"

"..."

"... Last year's ink lotus jade hairpin was also given by you?"

"..."

"And the bouquet of wild flowers by my bed?"

"..."

"and also……"

Jiang Heng couldn't bear it anymore, got up and pulled him into his arms, clasped his waist tightly, and lowered his head to bite his lips.

Even though his heart was burning with evil fire, Jiang Heng's movements were still very gentle, his lips rubbed lightly for a moment, and then he tentatively stretched out the tip of his tongue to pry Shen Zhi's teeth.

The sudden numbness made Shen Zhi dizzy for a while, something seemed to overflow from his heart, and even his legs felt a little weak.He subconsciously put his arms around Jiang Heng's waist, and said "huh" twice, feeling that it would be dangerous to go on like this, so he gritted his teeth and refused Jiang Heng's advance.

Jiang Heng tried a few times but failed to break through, so he had to settle for the next best thing. He greedily kissed the corner of Shen Zhi's lips before letting him go, still holding his hand on his waist, and said expressionlessly: "Even this You can't stand it to a certain extent, and dare to tease me?"

Shen Zhi panted softly, unable to speak: "..."

After a while, when the breathing of both of them gradually calmed down, Shen Zhi felt a little shy, opened and closed his mouth several times, but still didn't make a sound.

Jiang Heng sat on the couch and hugged him, buried his head on the side of his neck, and when he spoke, the warm breath sprayed on his neck, making it tickle.

Shen Zhi was not very satisfied with this posture that clearly assigned a certain status, but the arms of the "beauty" holding him were astonishingly strong. Arms hold him tightly.

Jiang Heng's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke: "...Well, I gave it to you."

Shen Zhi couldn't help but laugh: "Why did you give it away secretly?"

"...There are some reasons." Jiang Heng said in a low voice, "It's not convenient to show up, and I will give it to you personally every year from now on."

Shen Zhi narrowed his eyes: "My father?"

Jiang Heng didn't answer.He likes to hug Shen Zhi like this, Shen Zhi's body is always warm, which makes people feel at ease.If you get close, you will find that Shen Zhi seems to exude a faint and pleasant medicinal fragrance from fingertips to hair tips, making people want to nibble his skin inch by inch and lick into that fragrance.

The atmosphere in the carriage changed from warm to warm, and it was rare for Shen Zhi not to pour cold water on him or to act like a demon. Jiang Heng has long arms and legs, so it was just right to hold him, he was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Not long after, the carriage stopped, Ah Jiu gained experience, and after waiting outside for a while, he tentatively called out: "Your Highness?"

Shen Zhi changed his position and thought for a while, and couldn't help sympathizing with Ah Jiu.

After getting off the carriage, Shen Zhi realized that he hadn't arrived at the Princess Mansion yet, it was just a relatively remote alleyway.There was a carriage parked at the entrance of the alleyway. It looked like the one Jiang Heng used to travel in. It was much wider and more luxurious than the carriage they used today.

Shen Zhi was a little puzzled, but he still walked over without asking why he had to change trains.

The coachman who was guarding the carriage saluted Jiang Heng, ran over to get up his horse, and took the carriage to another direction, while Ah Jiu drove to the princess mansion again.

Shen Zhi rubbed his chin, thinking whether he was being followed by an assassin, when the carriage stopped suddenly, and the next moment there was the sound of swords clashing outside.Jiang Heng was as motionless as a mountain, holding down Shen Zhi calmly.

Hearing the increasingly fierce fighting outside, Shen Zhi frowned slightly.

Jiang Heng said lightly: "Very worried?"

Shen Zhi nodded.

Jiang Heng glanced at him, pondered for a moment, then suddenly pulled out the long sword hanging on the wall of the carriage, pulled Shen Zhi to the front of the carriage curtain, ordered "Stay here and don't move", and then went into battle with the sword.

Shen Zhi: "..."

Is Jiang Heng secretly trying to make him worry?

The sky was already dark, it had just rained, and everyone had gone back to the house, the long street was empty, and the evening wind brought a chill when it blew from the alley.

Shen Zhi shuddered, and saw more than a dozen figures outside, people fell down constantly, a bloody smell permeated, he covered his nose and looked carefully, and saw that Jiang Heng and Ah Jiu were unscathed. relieved.

Even so, Shen Zhi didn't dare to look away, and followed Jiang Heng with a little nervousness.

Among the chaotic and intertwined figures, Jiang Heng held the sword in his backhand and cut the throats of the two assassins with his sword without looking back. The knife light.

Shen Zhi unconsciously pressed his chest, feeling that his heart was beating too fast.

Especially when Jiang Heng noticed his gaze and looked up.

...It's so weird.

Shen Zhi shook his head, and suddenly saw two people attacking from behind Jiang Heng, his mind was still blank, but his body reacted - he yelled at Jiang Heng, jumped off the carriage and rushed over without hesitation.

This person is usually "quiet as a virgin", but unexpectedly when running, he "moves like a horse that has lost its rein". Jiang Heng was about to react, but he was slightly startled by him, and forgot to hide.

Seeing that Ah Jiu blocked one of them with a knife, Shen Zhi kicked his foot suddenly, and the long sword lying quietly in the pool of blood rushed over, piercing the palm of another assassin behind Jiang Heng with his sword.The man let out a cry of pain, but the sword in his hand hadn't fallen yet, it just deviated and stabbed Jiang Heng's shoulder fiercely.

Ah Jiu's eyes were red. After finishing the one at hand, he stabbed the assassin in the back and kicked him away. He was very nervous: "Your Highness!"

Jiang Heng looked at Shen Zhi complicatedly, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, let's solve the trouble first."

The few remaining assassins flinched a little, probably because they didn't expect that the two of them would defeat them. Ah Jiu gently pushed Jiang Heng into Shen Zhi's arms who was running over, and his movements became more ruthless and quicker.

Shen Zhi's heart was beating like thunder - not the kind of heartbeat that was turbulent with unclear thoughts before, but fear.

He took the sword in Jiang Heng's hand, pressed him into his arms, and blocked a few blows. Seeing that Ah Jiu was coming again, he helped Jiang Heng back to the carriage. It's a thick smell of blood.

Shen Zhi took a breath, and regained his composure, without looking at Jiang Heng, raised his sword and swiped at Jiang Heng's shoulder, stretched out his hand and tore off his clothes with a "squeaky" sound, and saw that the wound did not turn purple-black. He breathed a sigh of relief again: "Where is the wound medicine?"

Jiang Heng obviously noticed that Shen Zhi's state was not the same as usual, pinched his chin to force him to look at him, and said calmly: "Did you remember something?"

Shen Zhi really didn't remember that he still had martial arts by his side, he frowned and shook his head, and said, "You really want me to worry, so you don't have to spend so much money." Then he looked back at Ah Jiu, seeing that it was almost done, he supported him Jiang Heng slowly got into the carriage.

After finding the medicine for the wound, Shen Zhi took the antidote pill uncomfortably, stuffed one into Jiang Heng's mouth, treated Jiang Heng roughly, and wrapped it with gauze.

His movements were orderly, with a gentle and serious expression. Jiang Heng didn't feel pain at first, but suddenly his heart moved, and he put his head on his shoulder, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "It hurts."

Shen Zhi smiled softly, but his words were not very polite: "You deserve it, you dare to be in a daze in that kind of situation."

Ah Jiu, who had finished processing outside, knocked on the carriage and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, how are you doing? Shall we go home first?"

Jiang Heng rubbed Shen Zhi's waist with his fingers: "It's okay, let's go back."

Ah Jiu was quick to do things, and after answering, he steered the horse and continued to go to the princess mansion.

After Shen Zhi treated Jiang Heng's wound, he pushed him away and sat aside, looking down at his blood-stained fingers, the usual light smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

I deliberately changed a carriage with a clear target halfway, and ran into the assassin after walking for a while.

His temper is good, but not so good.