The Way of the Consort

Because of being too surprised, Ji Zhao's lips were slightly parted.

Zong Zhen covered his lips with his cool mouth, and kissed his lips slowly and cherishingly, and then poked into it again. Ji Zhao looked at the curtain in the bed blankly, until Zong Zhen finally withdrew, and kissed him softly again. him.

He just slapped his eyelashes, and then looked at Zong Zhen.

Zong Zhen was also looking at him, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, and Ji Zhao's eyes instantly became hot.

Zong Zhen's hand pinching his chin moved to the back of his head, covering the back of his head, pressed down on his head, and pressed a kiss between his brows with his eyes closed. Ji Zhao didn't even dare to blink, he A little scared, but looking forward to it, I don't know what Zong Zhen will do next.

Zong Zhen hugged the back of his head and fell asleep again.

After realizing that Zongzhen was not moving, Ji Zhao couldn't help crying or laughing. With his uninjured hand, he gently put Zongzhen back on the bed, covered him with the quilt, got up, stood by the bed and stared blankly at Zongzhen. long time.

He turned around and walked out slowly.

Walking to the door, Chen Xing saw him and got up immediately: "Why did you come out, what do you want?"

Ji Zhao ignored him, but lowered his head and walked slowly forward. Chen Xing followed him and walked to the corridor. Bao Qing and Cheng Shen both came and asked him what was wrong, but he still didn't know anyone. take care of.

Ji Zhao walked out of the house and walked to the center of the courtyard. He looked up at the clear night sky.

A few days ago, there was a light snowfall in Jinling City. The snow was thin, illuminating the night sky, and the starry sky was bright.

Ji Zhao's eyes became hotter, facing the sky, his tears flowed wantonly.Tears were falling, and the silent crying turned into sobs, Chen Xing and the others were all frightened, and rushed forward: "What's wrong with you!"

Ji Zhao shook his head, and continued to look up at the night sky and cry.

"What's the matter, what the hell is it!"

Ji Zhao squatted down again, buried his head in his knees, hugged himself with his uninjured hand and cried.

Chen Xing and the others were in a panic, and when they were about to find the princess, Ji Zhao stood up again. He looked back at them, with tears still on his face, but a very beautiful smile appeared, as if suddenly blooming Nocturnal epiphyllum.

He laughed: "I'm fine! I'm just happy!"

"You, why are you happy?" They asked cautiously.

The more Ji Zhao smiled, the brighter he was. He was glad that he finally knew what those possessive desires, those worries, those joys and sorrows were!He understands it all!He fell in love with Zong Zhen!

He likes Zong Zhen!

Ahhhhh!

How much he wanted to tell this sky and everyone that he likes Zong Zhen!

After crying, he was only excited. He felt hot all over. Seeing snow in the corner that hadn't been cleared in time, he rushed up. Cheng Shen was so frightened that he flew forward and stood in front of him: "Are you What you want, tell the little one, and the little one will do it."

"I want to lie down in the snow!"

"..." Cheng Shen was about to cry, "No way, son-in-law, you will get sick. It's so cold, and His Highness will scold the little ones when you wake up. You should treat us as if you were hurting us."

"Ah, yes." Ji Zhao thought of Zong Zhen, and started laughing again, "Then I won't lie down on the snow! I'll roll some snowballs!"

Bao Qing also swooped over: "This won't work either, son-in-law! The snow is very cold!"

Ji Zhao looked at them and compromised: "Okay, then go to the eaves and break a piece of ice for me!"

"..." Bao Qing and Cheng Shen looked at each other and had no choice but to break it. Ji Zhao was standing in the yard waiting. They broke it and asked cautiously, "What are you doing for it?"

"Give it to me!" Ji Zhao grabbed it with all his strength, and directly stuck the ice cube to his face.

Chen Xing, Bao Qing, and Cheng Shen were all about to faint from fright, and shouted together: "No way!"

Ji Zhao's face was scalded to death, the ice was very comfortable to stick on, he turned around dissatisfied: "Don't bother me..." He carried the ice into the room, he was injured, and Chen Xing and the others didn't dare to force it up Rob, could only circle around him anxiously, and finally, after a quarter of an hour, the ice cube was about to melt, and Ji Zhao threw it away by himself.

The whole night, Ji Zhao was extremely excited, and he didn't sleep, just sat by Zongzhen's bed and waited.

He wants to wait for Zong Zhen to wake up and ask Zong Zhen if he likes him too!Otherwise why would you kiss him!

From time to time, he touched the center of his brows, or smirked with his lips, Chen Xing and the others were going crazy, and they didn't know what happened to their lord!

However, worse things were yet to come. Before dawn, the over-excited His Royal Highness had a fever.

Moreover, he was found after he fell into a coma for a long time.

The person who discovered it was Zong Zhen himself.

After waking up with a hangover, Zong Zhen felt pain everywhere, and nothing was right. He never stayed in bed, even if he was hangover.He rubbed his forehead, and immediately got up with the support of the bed board. Before he got up, he opened his eyes and saw Ji Zhao who was lying beside him and fell asleep.

Zong Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, knowing that it was Ji Zhao who had been with him all the time.

But everyone has fallen asleep, why don't those people outside know to come in to serve?What should I do if I'm freezing?

His Royal Highness immediately turned cold again, and stretched out his hand gently, trying to hug Ji Zhao to the bed, but then he touched Ji Zhao's face, which burned him so much that he immediately shouted: "Everyone come in!"

Ji Zhao woke up in a daze, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a familiar face, he didn't understand immediately at first, "Is it uncomfortable?" The man spoke, and he was completely awake.

His eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Zong Zhen.

Zongzhen stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, but he flinched. Zongzhen still put his palm on his forehead, then touched his own, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that he has indeed surrendered." Zongzhen leaned over again and asked him , "Where is the discomfort?"

Ji Zhao looked at his mouth, and thought of him kissing himself last night, blushing.

Zong Zhen frowned: "Is it burning again?" He turned around and was about to call someone, Ji Zhao stretched out two fingers from under the quilt, and grabbed his sleeve, Zong Zhen turned to look at him, "I'm fine..." Ji Zhao whispered Say, "I'm just a little hot..."

Zong Zhen sat back down again, and Ji Zhao asked again: "Did I have a fever again... I'm fine..."

Zong Zhen frowned: "I'm burnt and confused, are you okay? What's wrong with playing, go play with ice cubes? You can't be obedient!"

Ji Zhao blinked, eyes wide open as usual, looking at him without speaking.

Zong Zhen only felt that Ji Zhao was strange, looked at him for a while, and asked him: "Why, what makes you feel uncomfortable, tell me."

"..." Ji Zhao blinked again, "I'm fine..."

Zong Zhen observed him carefully, but still found him very strange.

In the past, on the premise that the two hadn't quarreled, whenever Ji Zhao was ill, he would always be wronged when he opened his eyes and saw that he had to coax him to finish the job. How could he be so honest when he woke up this time?

Zong Zhen called the imperial doctors to come in, and the imperial doctors gathered around to treat Ji Zhao. Ji Zhao whispered, "I need you to come and see me during the Chinese New Year. I'm sorry to trouble you..."

They almost didn't scare the imperial doctors, they wiped their sweat and said that this is "what the minister should do".

When they were called into the palace, they saw Bao Qing and Cheng Shen, including the consort's bodyguards kneeling in the corridor, so they knew that today would be a difficult day. As expected, they came in to face the disgraceful face of His Highness the Crown Prince.Living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, oh no, living son-in-law, fortunately you are awake!

The imperial doctors looked at it and confirmed that the concubine's fever was gone, and they wanted to go back and give the concubine decoction.

Ji Zhao looked at Zong Zhen: "I want to give red envelopes to the adults..."

The imperial doctors hurriedly refused, Zong Zhen glanced at Ji Zhao, and said to them: "You are rewarded by the son-in-law, if you don't want it, you have to."

"Thank you son-in-law!" The imperial doctors hurriedly slipped away.

Ji Zhao smirked at Zongzhen, "You..." Zongzhen sat down by the bed and reached out to grab his nose.

Ji Zhao continued to shine a pair of round eyes, and asked again: "Are you okay..."

"I'll be fine when I wake up, don't worry about it. But you, how many times have you said not to be greedy for cold, you are not well yet, and I haven't stared at you all night, and you make these things!"

In the past, Ji Zhao would always retort a few words unconvinced, but now, he just listened to Zong Zhen's instructions honestly.

The more Zong Zhen said, the more hairy he felt in his heart.

Ji Zhao asked again: "Then, do you still remember what happened last night..."

Facing Ji Zhao's expectant eyes, Zong Zhen felt that he should say he remembered, but he really didn't remember... He tentatively said: "I didn't intend to drink so much last night, your grandfather rarely came to the palace, It's Chinese New Year again—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ji Zhao's mouth sag, and it seemed that he was wrong.

He said again: "I should have stopped drinking when you dragged me last night, I—"

Ji Zhao turned his head sadly, but it was wrong again, His Royal Highness was at a loss.

Zong Zhen still wanted to talk, but Ji Zhao said displeased: "I want to sleep for a while, don't talk to me."

"... "

Ji Zhao said he was sleeping, how could he sleep, he thought he was thinking too much, yesterday Zong Zhen was drunk like that, of course he couldn't remember, since he didn't remember, Zong Zhen didn't admit it, did he?

He found out that he liked Zongzhen, did Zongzhen like him or not?

Zong Zhen kissed him!Although it was drunk, but it was indeed kissed!Long time dear!

Zong Zhen also called him "Zhao Zhao"!

In the previous life, only his mother would call him so affectionately. Zong Zhen likes him, right?If you don't like it, you won't kiss him!Don't call him that either!

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and shouted at His Royal Highness who was sitting by the bed: "It's all your fault!"

"... "

"You get out! I don't want to see you! I'm bored!"

His Royal Highness, who had not been chased away for a long time, was at a loss.

"You smell of alcohol! I don't like it! It smells bad! Get out! Get out!" Ji Zhao pulled the quilt over his face.

His Royal Highness lifted up his sleeve and smelled it. It did smell of alcohol. When he woke up in the morning, Ji Zhao was unconscious. ,I'll come back later."

Hearing Zong Zhen's footsteps going away, Ji Zhao pushed the quilt away again, looked at the top of the bed, anxious and sad.

If Zong Zhen really refused to admit it, what should he do?

He, he likes Zong Zhen...

His Royal Highness took a bath and came back after changing clothes. Ji Zhao was still lying on the bed in a daze.

"Cough——" Zongzhen walked to the bed, he looked down at Ji Zhao, but Ji Zhao ignored him, he bent down and said softly, "I brought the new clothes, put on the new clothes, shall we go back to the main hall?"

Ji Zhao rolled his eyes and looked at him. Zong Zhen was wearing his favorite snow blue dress, so pretty.

"I know you are impatient to lie on the bed. Now that the fever is gone, change your clothes and take the medicine. I will accompany you to pay New Year's greetings to Father Emperor. After the New Year's greetings, you can play outside for a while before coming back." Zong Zhen's voice was slightly Please, put it lightly.

Ji Zhao sighed in his heart, forget it, what can he do if he forgets.

It's okay if he didn't know before, but now he understands, this is the person he likes.

He can't always be fierce about Zongzhen.

In the end, Ji Zhao got up and changed into new clothes specially prepared for the New Year. He never cared about such things as new clothes. He followed Wei's mother and Chen Xing to dress him up. He didn't have any experience in dressing up.

Chen Xing said: "It's the crane flower that His Highness personally painted, and sister Yuanxin embroidered it."

"Ah——" Ji Zhao looked down at the hem on the cuffs and skirt, it was different from the cranes before, did Zong Zhen draw it by himself!Ji Zhao looked up at Zongzhen, Zongzhen smiled at him, and Chen Xing said again: "Sister Yuanxin originally wanted to be of the same color as His Highness, but His Highness said that this purple color looks better on you, and His Highness chose it personally. The fabric is stained."

Yes, his new clothes are purple too!But it's a little shallower than Zong Zhen's.

Chen Xing helped him put on his clothes and tidied up the ermine fur around his collar. Ji Zhao looked at Zongzhen again, and Zongzhen looked at him carefully, obviously because of the anger he had given him earlier.

Ji Zhao grumbled in his heart. What else could he do? It wasn't a question of whether he could murder Zongzhen.

But when he saw this person, he was not willing to be fierce at all!

Is this what he likes? Sometimes it's really annoying, but he still likes it very much.

That is, if Zong Zhen could remember earlier and respond to him, that would be great.

Then he must be the happiest person in the world.