Zhen Zhen woke up and found himself sleeping in an unfamiliar room.

Oh, by the way, it's Qin Tianjian's guest room.

The most amazing feeling was that his right hand was held, and there was still the sound of breathing on the right side of his body, Zhen Zhen turned his head suddenly, and Feng Hanzhao's sleeping face appeared in front of him.

They each had a thin quilt, but his hand reached from under the quilt to her side.

It is said that girls lack a sense of security, and Feng Hanzhao is also lacking now, right?

First Sheng Lianli grabbed people, and then her crossing, all of which made him suffer from gains and losses. He didn't say much, but he was clearly afraid of losing her.

On the bedside hanger as far as the eye can see, the coats of the two are flattened.

Zhen Zhen took a look at his body, and he was still wearing a middle coat. It should have been him who helped him take off his coat and shoes. He also took off the hairpin on his head and put it on the table.

Well, in this way, he can be regarded as a gentleman.

The two have known each other for a long time, but it was the first time Zhen Zhen had looked at him at close range like this. It was a mature and handsome face, with thick black eyebrows that seemed to be drawn with a brush dipped in ink, the corners of the eyes were slightly upturned, and the slightly curled eyelashes were gently quivering.

The high bridge of the nose, the thin red lips, and the thin jaw are as perfect as the works carved from heaven.

After a day's work, his mustache showed a little sign, and his cheeks were a little blue.

Zhen Zhen looked at him unscrupulously, couldn't help but stretch out his left hand, and gently stroked his eyelashes a few times, it was really long. I don't know if he usually sleeps or not, anyway, he didn't wake up these few times.

Zhen Zhen's childlike heart rose and she fiddled twice, but this time her hand was suddenly grabbed by him. He didn't open his eyes, and said in a somewhat lazy voice, "Awake?"

"It's dawn." Zhen Zhen said, wanting to pull out his hand, but Feng Hanzhao pulled her into his arms with a force.

Feng Hanzhao's lips fell on her cheeks, and the warm breath of men in the early morning came to her face, Zhen Zhen was stunned for a second, and suddenly froze, "I, I, I, I'm going to get up." ”

Feng Hanzhao opened his eyes to look at her and chuckled, "Where is the little wild cat that got carried away with its teeth and claws just now?"

"Where did you get any cats?" Zhen Zhen pretended to be stupid.

Feng Hanzhao turned over and pressed her under him: "I still want to run if I provoke her?"

"Ah, isn't that possible...... "She had to play tricks.

But he kissed her at once, and gagged her words in his mouth.

The temperature in the room rises rapidly.

By the time Feng Hanzhao was reluctant and had to raise his head, he had already gone to half his life.

Zhen Zhen took the opportunity to push him away and escaped from the place of right and wrong of the bed.

Feng Hanzhao lay on her side, her head propped up in her hands, and watched her walk to the hanger with a face as red as the morning glow, and put the coat on her body.

He also got out of bed, put on his boots, walked up to her, saw that she was fully dressed, and waited with open arms.

"What?" Zhen Zhen glanced at him.

"Isn't it fair that I'll take it off for you, and you help me put it on?" Feng Hanzhao's eyes were full of smiles.

"I, I haven't dressed a man yet."

"Come to me and help me get dressed every day."

Zhen Zhen felt that his face was burning again. She picked up his clothes, pondered for a moment, and put them on for him.

"It's nice to be dressed. It's just that the skin is so thin-skinned? Is this blushing? Feng Hanzhao saw that Zhen Zhen ignored him, and said, "I'll comb your hair."

"Will you?"

"You're not dressed as a man. I comb men's hair in a bun. Feng Hanzhao didn't wait for Zhen Zhen to say more, pressed her on the chair and sat down, picked up the comb, carefully combed Zhen Zhen's long hair, and then tied it up and fixed it with a hairpin.

"Good craftsmanship." Zhen Zhen praised.

"During the months I lived here, I combed it myself." Saying that, Feng Hanzhao tied his hair with a crown in a few moments, he nodded his face, and teased her in a satisfied tone: "Don't you thank me?"

"Where are you going later?" Zhen Zhen no longer dwells on the past and begins to look forward to the future.

"Go find the gentleman." Feng Hanzhao replied.

The two packed up, Feng Hanzhao took Zhen Zhen to the room, he said, "I haven't been to the room for a long time." Have you noticed that there are very few servants in the Qin Heavenly Prison? There's only one cook. ”

"Why?"

Feng Hanzhao said: "This is because the gentleman does not like to be crowded, and he does not like to be served. He needs to be quiet, he needs to be alone. Qin Tianjian went to the husband and the apprentice, all of them went to the room to eat by themselves, washed the dishes by themselves, and took turns to help the kitchen in the room, and usually washed their own clothes. ”

"You've helped cook, too?" Zhen really can't believe that the emperor's grandson also has a time to cook! It seems that the people here have not been poisoned by the "gentleman's cooking".

Feng Hanzhao said: "When I first came, my husband didn't let me bring a servant, and said that if I couldn't stand it, I would go home. I had to learn to do it myself, just like the big guys. When it's my turn to help cook, I usually take care of the fire and make do with cooking, because the trick is mainly to control the heat. The craft of stir-frying is not good. ”

When I arrived at the room, there was no one, it was a kitchen and dining room with bright windows, a stove on one side, two tables of eight immortals and a few stools on the other.

Feng Hanzhao asked Zhen Zhen to sit down at the dinner table and said, "Everyone should go to morning class at this hour." The cook probably went grocery shopping. ”

He opened a steamer on the stove with great familiarity, took out clean dishes and chopsticks from it, and put out steamed buns, sauce and pickles from the steamer next to him, and finally served two bowls of gruel.

"Breakfast is generally simple, lunch and dinner are a bit more substantial, and there is a late night snack. Eat it. Feng Hanzhao beckoned Zhen Zhen, and he also sat down opposite her to eat.

After eating in Feng Hanzhao's palace, although it was not as sumptuous as the Manchu and Han full banquets, it was common to fill a table of eight immortals. Zhen Zhen also has several options for eating at Zhen's house. I didn't expect him to be willing to live this kind of minimalist life.

Zhen Zhen picked up the steamed bun and took a bite, the fluffy and elastic taste, the sweet wheat fragrance, the taste was really good. Pure food has pure deliciousness.

After the two of them finished breakfast, washed the dishes and chopsticks and put them back in the steamer, a boy about ten years old walked in: "Childe, grandpa asked you two to go up to the stargazing tower for a while."

When you come to the stargazing tower, the gate is open. The two of them walked up the stairs, and Feng Hanzhao locked a door on each floor like Sikong Rui.

On the stargazing tower, Sikong Rui stood against the railing, and the morning breeze raised his robe, which had a feeling of fairy wind.

Sikong Rui looked at the two of them and said, "I think it's the best way to tell the truth to the emperor."

Feng Hanzhao was anxious when he heard this: "Will the imperial grandfather believe that Zhen'er is and came through time?" If he doesn't believe it, or feels scared, he wants to lock Zhen up, or even kill him, what can he do? ”

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