The Way of the Consort

Zong Zhen was about to refuse subconsciously, but Ji Zhao hurriedly said, "If you don't agree, I won't sleep tonight, and I'll finish reading this book when I get back!"

Zong Zhen hesitated.

In fact, he doesn't know how he thinks of Ji Zhao now. Of course, he still remembers the bloody feuds in his previous life, and he also remembers his wish when he first came back.But—Ji Zhao in front of him was so innocent and kind, completely different from his previous life, he couldn't bring himself to kill Ji Zhao.

After He Qiniang's death, the relationship between the two has never been the same as before, but it has become more sincere.

He could feel that although Ji Zhao was not as generous and magnanimous to him as he was to his "brother" at that time, he was still maintaining his relationship with him. of.

Sometimes, he wishes the relationship between the two of them was more than that.

But he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, what kind of relationship could there be if it wasn't limited to this?

He would still subconsciously reject contact with Ji Zhao, but again and again he looked forward to contact with Ji Zhao as if he had been bewitched.

He then told himself that the enemies in the previous life can get along like this now, it's not bad, let's be content.

As long as Ji Zhao is obedient and treats Fu Chen well, he will not kill Ji Zhao in his life, and he will treat Ji Zhao well.

"Then I'll watch it, I'll watch it now!"

Before Zong Zhen could figure it out, Ji Zhao walked up to him and opened the book directly, Zong Zhen sighed: "Then stay and sleep."

"hey-hey!"

Zong Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Ji Zhao was so cute at this moment, as if in the past, he couldn't bear to drive away such a Ji Zhao.

Ji Zhao shouted directly, "Baoqing Baoqing, come in!"

"Hey, here we come!" Bao Qing came in immediately, and asked with a smile, "Do you want a small lamp?"

"If you want, I will sleep with your highness tonight!" Ji Zhao said proudly.

Their careful thinking, I can't understand it myself, but outsiders can see it most clearly, Baoqing said "Ouch" in his heart, looked at Zongzhen, Zongzhen said "um", and he immediately turned back to light the lamp.

Under the light, Ji Zhao had already sat by the bed, Zong Zhen was standing in front of the bed changing clothes, Ji Zhao looked up curiously at Zong Zhen in black night clothes: "It's the first time I see you wearing black clothes."

Bao Qing helped change his clothes, Zong Zhen looked back at him when he heard this, Ji Zhao smiled: "It's pretty..."

Zong Zhen's facial features became more gentle. Bao Qing quickly helped him take off his outer clothes, fetched water again, and waited for him to wash up behind the screen. Ji Zhao wanted to follow him to have a look, but felt that this was too perverted. Finally fell down, fell into the soft quilt, rolled a few times, and didn't want to move anymore comfortably.

Although my sleep has improved a lot these days, I still rely on the rabbit lamp to help me sleep. With someone to accompany me, I must be able to sleep well tonight.

Ji Zhao stood up again, leaning his upper body against the head of the bed, reaching out from the pillow to find the book Zong Zhen read before going to bed, crossed his legs, and dangled his feet triumphantly.Zong Zhen changed his clothes and came over. Seeing him like this, he frowned, stepped forward and bent down to pull his leg down: "It's outrageous..."

"Hmph..." Ji Zhao raised his eyes, rolled his eyes at him, and continued to read the book in his hand.

Bao Qing snickered, Zong Zhen shook his head helplessly, turned to him and said, "Go and tell Chen Xing and the others to come directly to me tomorrow morning with the clothes of the son-in-law."

"Okay!" Bao Qing stepped back and went out to help them close the door.

Zongzhen was still a little uncomfortable. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Zhao put his legs down and his feet were still swaying, but he was quite at ease. He squinted at Zongzhen and asked him, "Why don't you lie down."

Zong Zhen then put down the curtain, sat on the bed, and reached out to him: "Don't look, you hurt your eyes."

Ji Zhao didn't think the book was so good. He threw it back to Zongzhen, lay down completely, raised his head and asked Zongzhen, "Why do you want to read such a book? Are you practicing your skills?"

"Um……"

"I really didn't see it, Your Highness, you look like a literati, and you can do martial arts!"

"Practice casually, just keep fit."

Ji Zhao nodded, and then asked curiously: "That day you chopped off someone's head with a 'swish', and it didn't look like you were doing it casually, Your Highness, you are actually very powerful, right?You can still blind Wen Guiren, and you still wear night clothes!Are you really amazing! "Ji Zhao became more and more excited as he spoke, turned over and hugged the pillow and lay down on the bed, "The kind of Jianghu hero in the storybook! "

"..." Zong Zhen looked at him without words, leaned over to make the quilt for him, "Lie down, sleep."

"You haven't told me yet, don't you know a lot of martial arts?!" Ji Zhao excitedly raised his legs, and his feet started to shake again.

Yanjing was much colder than Jinling, and it was the end of September, Zong Zhen was not happy: "Put your feet under the quilt."

"I'm not cold, tell me quickly!" Ji Zhao tugged at his sleeve excitedly.

"Put it in, or go back to sleep in your own room."

"No, I'm going to sleep here, and I'll have nightmares when I go back to sleep."

Having said that, Zong Zhen was not willing to attack him any more, so he stood up and held Ji Zhao's feet helplessly. It was cold, and his face became very ugly. Ji Zhao wanted to avoid his hand, and yanked back vigorously. , but Zong Zhen stuffed his feet under the quilt, but scratched them to the itchy place. Ji Zhao kept hiding with a smile, and when Zong Zhen let go of his hands, his feet stuck out of the quilt again.

Zongzhen had a headache and had to stand up in the tent, spread out Ji Zhao's quilt, covered Ji Zhao's whole body down, looked down at him, and said slightly annoyed: "Move again, I'll just lift you and throw it out."

"..." Ji Zhao had already turned around, lay flat on the bed, put his hands on the quilt obediently, and blinked at him, "I'll be fine if I don't move!"

Zong Zhen was almost sweating from being tormented by him, so he sat back and lifted his own quilt.

Ji Zhao started to move towards him, but without turning his head, he said, "You sleep on your quilt, and I sleep on mine. If you move again, I will throw you out."

"..." Ji Zhao pouted, "Got it..."

Zong Zhen blew out the lamp by the bed, put down the other half of the tent, and lay down too. Ji Zhao rolled towards him wrapped in a quilt, and called him in a low voice, "Your Highness..."

"What's the matter..." He closed his eyes.

"Are you a hero?"

Zong Zhen was speechless: "It's not—"

"I don't believe it, do you know how to fly over the roof with light kung fu! Ji Zhao hugged the quilt and looked at him with bright eyes.

Zong Zhen turned around to look at him, and said helplessly: "Chen Keye will meet, I will ask him to fly to show you another day."

"Really!" Ji Zhao kicked off the quilt, "Then can I learn?"

"Put your feet back first!"

Ji Zhao quickly stuffed it back, and asked eagerly, "Can I learn? Can I?"

Zong Zhen let out a sigh of relief: "That's from the boy's kungfu. How old are you, how do you still practice?"

Ji Zhao was dissatisfied: "I'm only seventeen, I'm still young." Ji Zhao rolled back and said angrily, "It's so boring..."

"..." His Royal Highness had nothing to say.

Ji Zhao couldn't be quiet for too long, and after a while he rolled over again and asked him in a low voice, "Your Highness, I want to touch your hand."

"What are you doing?" Zong Zhen was on guard.

"I want to see how many calluses you have on your hands! Your swordsmanship seems to be pretty good, you haven't practiced less!"

"You never touched it before?"

"I didn't pay attention to it at that time!"

"Don't talk..."

Ji Zhao kicked his feet out of the quilt, looked up at the top of the bed: "Then I'll just freeze to death—"

Zong Zhen reached out his hand to cover his mouth angrily, and scolded: "Don't dare to say anything!"

"Hey..." Ji Zhao stretched out his claws from the quilt, held Zongzhen's hand, looked at it carefully, and then touched it. Only then did he find that Zongzhen's palm had a lot of calluses, especially at the tiger's mouth. He stretched out his hand again, "The other hand Take a look too!"

Having reached this point, Zong Zhen reluctantly gave him the other hand, which Zong Zhen used to use, and had more cocoons, Ji Zhao touched it around, and concluded: "Being a prince is not easy! "

Ji Zhao let go of his hand, Zong Zhen helped him straighten the quilt again, and patted his shoulder: "Sleep..."

"Hmm..." Ji Zhao asked him again, "Your Highness, tell me, will you kill me one day in the future?"

Zong Zhen's hands stopped, his face was flustered, but fortunately the night was dark enough, he asked back: "Why do you say that..."

"I'm just asking." Ji Zhao smiled, "I'm asleep!"

Ji Zhao fell asleep as soon as he said he was going to sleep, and soon there was the sound of continuous breathing beside Zong Zhen.

Zong Zhen turned over, stretched out his arms, and supported his face to see his sleeping face.After watching for a while, he stretched out his hand to gently stroke Ji Zhao's face, and murmured, "So you must be obedient."

Ji Zhao felt itching in his sleep, smacked his lips, and rolled sideways towards Zongzhen, but couldn't get close because of the quilt.

Zong Zhen saw that his frown was untiing Ji Zhao's quilt, and unfolding his own quilt. Ji Zhao smoothly rolled in and rolled into his arms.

He covered Ji Zhao with the quilt, and soon fell asleep.

When Ji Zhao woke up, he was alone on the bed. He yawned and stretched himself, rubbing his eyes and sat up.

Hearing the sound, Chen Xing and Bao Qing came over, opened the curtain for him on the left and right, and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Ji Zhao looked out the window, "What time is it? It's so bright."

"It's almost noon! Woke up just in time for lunch."

Ji Zhao couldn't help being a little surprised: "I've slept for so long." He patted the empty space beside him, "What about him?"

"His Royal Highness was invited by Princess Qingyang to play."

Ji Zhao amplified his voice: "Who?!"

"Princess Qingyang..."

Ji Zhao was angry: "Why did he go out with Princess Qingyang!"

After he figured it out, it was Princess Qingyang who came directly to the Hanxi Pavilion to call someone, and he was even more angry: "I didn't even say to go, Princess Qingyang didn't see me, and didn't get my permission, how dare he go?" , He is my personal bodyguard! Doesn’t he know how dangerous it is here, the princess came to stretch out her little hand, and he followed?!”

Bao Qing had no choice but to whisper: "Your Highness probably has his thoughts..."

"What the hell is thinking!" Ji Zhao got up from the bed and stood on the bed, full of anger, but there was no one to vent, so he had no choice but to jump out of the bed, stepped on his shoes and went back to his room angrily.

In the evening, Zong Zhen did not come back, and Ji Zhao was so anxious that he was spinning around in the room.

No matter how powerful Zong Zhen is, no matter how much the man of destiny is, he can't hold back that this is his territory. Which of these princes and princesses is simple!

It was getting dark, Bao Qing rushed over and said, "My son-in-law, Your Highness is back!"

"Really?!" Ji Zhao immediately ran out of the house. Hanxi Pavilion is a big house with five entrances, the fifth entrance is the garden, Ji Zhao lives in the fourth entrance, officials live in the second and third entrances, and the first entrance is the garden. A place for hospitality.Logically speaking, if Princess Qingyang is a guest or a female guest, she must stop at the first entry. However, before Ji Zhao ran out of her yard, the girl's charming laughter could be heard through the wall.

He stopped and stood behind the begonia window embedded in the whitewashed wall. Green bamboo was planted outside the window. Through the bamboo leaves, he bent down and saw Princess Qing Yang in red standing opposite Zong Zhen. Laughing so that all the branches trembled, Zong Zhen was also laughing.

No one knows better than Ji Zhao how rare this Highness's smile is, but he smiles at this inexplicable princess from time to time...

Ji Zhao was already very upset, and heard Princess Qingyang say with a smile: "Then I'll invite you tomorrow! Autumn is here, just go hunting!"

Zong Zhen smiled and nodded: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

"Then I'll go back first?"

"Princess go slowly..."

Princess Qingyang turned to leave, but she stepped on a cobblestone that appeared out of nowhere, her foot slipped, Zongzhen stretched out her hand to support her, Princess Qingyang took advantage of the situation to hold Zongzhen's hand, looked up at him and laughed again, Zong Zhen was also smiling, a gentle smile that Ji Zhao had never seen before, and he did not let go of his hands.

Ji Zhao was about to die of anger, turned around and left.

Chen Xing and Bao Qing didn't look at what happened on the other side of the wall, they looked at each other, Chen Xing turned around and quickly ran away with Ji Zhao, Bao Qing struggled for a while, ignored their Highness, and ran away with the son-in-law.

Outside the wall, Princess Qingyang finally let go of Zongzhen's hand, and left with a smile.

After leaving the gate of Hanxi Hall, as soon as she got into the carriage, her smile disappeared, and there was another person in the carriage, it was the Fifth Prince Liu Rui, who was lazily lying on the couch eating dried peaches, seeing her coming He raised his eyebrows: "how?"

"When I held his hand, it was full of calluses. It was completely different from what I heard. Prince Zongzhen was weak and had been lying on the bed since he was a child. It's impossible for me to touch the cocoon wrong."

"Then he is not Zong Zhen?"

"It shouldn't be. I also said that Zong Zhen would not have the courage to come here in person. Besides, he has no reason to come here."

Liu Rui picked a plum and threw it into his mouth, and said slowly: "If that's the case, then kill him."

"No!" Princess Qing Yang glanced at him, "I like him, and I want to keep him."

"He is Ji Zhao's personal bodyguard in name, how could he really be a bodyguard with such a demeanor? I guess he is a descendant of the Yin family, and he just came to Liangguo with Ji Zhao. Do you think Ji Zhao will keep him in Liangguo?"

Princess Qingyang smiled: "I don't care, I will keep him."

Liu Rui spat out the words: "As you please, you can come up with your own ideas, but Yuan Zhi—"

"Hmph, just kill him sometime. I hate him the most! Throw all the dirty and smelly things to me. I really want to thank our good second brother! He found me a good son-in-law!"

Liu Rui patted her head lovingly, but what he said was: "Silly girl, kill him, our good second brother will definitely not let us go, you should think of it for your brother, and when he ascends the throne, think about it." Brother can give you as many beautiful men as you want, so Yuan Zhi, brother will also kill you."

Princess Qingyang twitched her lips, she didn't say anything, she just nodded.

"Your Highness, Princess Qingyang's carriage has left." Chen Keye entered the room like a ghost, and reported behind Zongzhen.

Zong Zhen lowered his head, and was washing his hands meticulously. He had washed his hands for the third time. After listening, he nodded: "Got it..."

Chen Keye said: "The carriage is heading towards the Liangguo Palace, and Liu Rui is indeed inside."

Zong Zhen twitched the corners of his mouth, took the dry handkerchief handed over by Cheng Shen to wipe his hands, walked behind the screen, Zong Zhen changed his clothes, and told Chen Keye to go down to rest, he asked Cheng Shen: "Where is Baoqing at the son-in-law's place?"

"Yes, when will you have dinner, Your Highness?"

"Use it at the concubine's place."

With that said, Zong Zhen turned and went out, and went to Ji Zhao's room.

Ji Zhao was sitting under the window, with his hands clenched into fists and placed on the table, taking deep breaths. He was afraid that he might not be able to restrain himself and rush to the next door to beat someone.Can't be beaten, can't be beaten, that's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who can kill him, not Wen Guiren.

But he is really angry.

He took a deep breath, and when he heard the familiar footsteps outside the door, he raised his eyes angrily.

Zong Zhen had just stepped in and stood by the door, seeing him like this, he asked: "Who made our son-in-law unhappy again?"