Chapter 71 Xiao Zhinian Waits for Nothing
In the carriage, Xiao Zhinian pressed Shen Zhejiang against the board, protecting the back of his head with his palm, and pinching the back of Shen Zhejiang's white and fragile neck with his other hand. The dense kisses invaded Shen Zhejiang's lips and tongue wantonly, leaving no room for any gaps.
There was a heater in the carriage, which Xiao Zhinian prepared in advance because he was worried that Shen Zhejiang would be cold when he went out. At this time, the heater was slightly red, and the rising scorching temperature was entangled in the air.
Shen Zhejiang was still wearing the thick cloak, and he couldn't help feeling the heat getting hotter and hotter. Sweat oozed from his forehead and the corners of his eyes were red. While he was forced to respond to Xiao Zhinian, he did not forget to push Xiao Zhinian, signaling him to stop first.
"wait......"
What are you waiting for?
Xiao Zhinian didn't wait for anything. The jealousy he felt just now was like an axe, chopping off the valve that released the beast in his chest. All his rationality burst out at once, like a flood.
He grabbed Shen Zhejiang's wrist that was pushing him, pressed it aside, and then lowered his head to bite Shen Zhejiang's earlobe again with fierce force.
"Tell me what the gentleman agreed with Han Zitang..."
Xiao Zhinian took a heavy breath, leaned close to Shen Zhejiang's ear, rubbed him tenderly, and asked in a moist voice.
"Hmm..."
Shen Zhejiang half-closed his eyes in a state of confusion and didn't hear Xiao Zhinian's words clearly. He just felt that the breath brushing against his ear made him itchy. He moved away a little, but was pulled back by Xiao Zhinian.
Xiao Zhinian's masculine aura was full of temptation. It was rare that he could still hold his temper at this time. Seeing that Shen Zhejiang did not answer, he asked again: "What is it, huh?"
"......What?"
A gust of cold wind swept past, stimulating Shen Zhejiang so much that he finally came back to his senses. This time he heard Xiao Zhinian say this without any context.
"Tell me about you and Han Zitang."
Xiao Zhinian's eyes darkened slightly.
He knew that Shen Zhejiang and Han Zitang had been classmates and had a close private relationship, so it was not impossible that they had developed feelings for each other when they were young.
In other words, if he hadn't forced himself between the two of them, perhaps the person who would stay with Shen Zhejiang and treat Shen Zhejiang as an equal for the rest of his life would most likely be Han Zitang.
Thinking of this, I felt like I was immersed in a jar of vinegar.
Shen Zhejiang was stunned when he met Xiao Zhinian's eyes. With his clever mind, how could he not guess what Xiao Zhinian was thinking?
He sighed and explained slowly, "Zitang has helped me a lot. If it weren't for him, how could I meet you here again? I promised three years ago that I would not return to Beijing, and I broke my promise first."
Xiao Zhinian snorted angrily, stretched out his hand to loosen the tie at the collar of Shen Zhejiang's coat, and before Shen Zhejiang could react, he bit his neck fiercely, and said in a vague and tough tone: "Don't call him that again! Also, you are not allowed to go to Qingfeng Tower! I won't allow it! If you dare to go, I will order people to tear down the entire teahouse!"
"hiss!"
Shen Zhejiang frowned in pain and subconsciously pushed Xiao Zhinian's shoulder.
In the past, Xiao Zhinian would certainly take his feelings into consideration. Even if he bit him, he would not use too much strength. At most, it would leave some marks that would disappear in a couple of days.
But this time it was different. Xiao Zhinian was acting crazy for some reason, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of his flesh.
Shen Zhejiang said urgently: "Xiao Zhinian! What are you doing? Let go!"
Xiao Zhinian, for once, did not follow his instructions. Instead, he increased his strength by another 30%. He ignored Shen Zhejiang's shouting until the smell of blood entered his mouth, which made him sober up a little and he slowly opened his mouth.
A bloody tooth mark was clearly reflected in his eyes, which was shocking.
After regaining his senses, Xiao Zhinian realized what a stupid and hateful thing he had just done. Jealousy was gradually replaced by apology: "Sir, I..."
"Han Zitang and I have known each other for decades, and have always treated each other with courtesy, and have never done anything beyond the rules." The wound was still painful, and Shen Zhejiang knew it was bleeding without touching it. He looked at Xiao Zhinian for a moment, pulled back his cloak and sorted it out one by one, with a little coldness, "If you don't believe it, forget it, I can't prove it."
Finished.
Shen Zhejiang was also angry.
Xiao Zhinian's heart had already sank a lot, and he wanted to slap himself twice to vent his anger. After thinking it over, he had no choice but to shamelessly stay by Shen Zhejiang's side.
"I didn't distrust you, sir. I was wrong just now. I apologized to you because I care about you and don't want you to leave me again. Besides, Han Zitang clearly has ulterior motives towards you. How can I watch you being snatched away by him?"
Shen Zhejiang moved a little further away from Xiao Zhinian, turned his head to the side, and plucked the fabric of his clothes with his fingers in his long sleeves. He said in a deep voice: "All under heaven are subjects of the king. The whole country belongs to your majesty. Who can take away what your majesty wants?"
He was so cold and fierce that he built a wall against Xiao Zhinian.
There was a gap between the two seats, but at this moment it seemed as if there was a river called Chu between them, clearly separating them.
"......"
Xiao Zhinian was dizzy from being addressed as "Your Majesty" repeatedly. He pursed his lips, unable to utter a word for a long time.
Shen Zhejiang was not annoyed by Xiao Zhinian's jealousy, but because of his misunderstanding or imagination of the friendship between him and Han Zitang. The friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water. No matter what, he and Han Zitang are innocent.
After all, Xiao Zhinian just didn't trust him.
He simply closed his eyes and leaned on the car floor to take a rest. He was tired and didn't want to talk.
Xiao Zhinian had never seen Shen Zhejiang so angry before, and he was frightened. As an emperor, he sat there at a loss as to what to do.
Normally, as long as he bowed his head and said a few soft words first, Shen Zhejiang would reconcile with him as before. But why did Shen Zhejiang react so strongly when it came to Han Zitang? It was too abnormal and he couldn't figure it out.
The two of them each had their own thoughts and returned to the palace in silence.
It was not too late yet, but for some reason Yanqing Palace seemed overly deserted and desolate. Two copper lamps on the pillars in front of the palace gate were burning quietly, and the fine snow was falling slowly and silently, shrouding the palace in a vast silence.
"Your Majesty, you are finally back!"
Liubao held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand and another one in his arm, with a smile on his face as he welcomed them back.
Shen Zhejiang stepped off the carriage with his footrest, still covering his face with his hood. He lowered his head without saying a word and walked directly past Liu Bao and into the room.
"???"
Liu Bao looked back at Chen Zhejiang's cold and frosty back in confusion, then turned around and found Xiao Zhinian with a stern face, following him down, and it was obvious that he was not in a good mood.
What's going on? How come he became like this after going out of the palace for fun?
Xiao Zhinian was shrouded in gloom. Seeing Liu Bao still standing there, he shouted in dissatisfaction, "What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Come over and hold the umbrella."
Liu Bao shuddered, uttered a cry, and hurried over to block the wind and snow for Xiao Zhinian, tactfully avoiding topics like turning on the lights, and said, "It's starting to get windy outside, Your Majesty, please come into the palace."
Liu Bao was not as tall as Xiao Zhinian to begin with, and when they walked, the oil-paper umbrella always blocked Xiao Zhinian's view of Chen Zhejiang gradually going away, and even poked him on the head from time to time, making Xiao Zhinian even more angry.
So he snatched it away, and Xiao Zhinian said coldly: "You can't even hold an umbrella properly, how can you be the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Household Department! Get out of here and take the thirty lashes of the cane yourself!"
The disaster had affected him, so Liu Bao knelt down in misery and admitted his defeat, saying, "...I obey your order."
At the same time, I cried out in my heart, when will Mr. Shen be able to reconcile with His Majesty? !
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