Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

569 Chapter 569, why is he a man

Xu Ziqian didn't move, just let Zhao Yuanzhe talk about it, they are all men, and they have taken a bath together, so is he still afraid of tearing up his clothes?
Zhao Yuanzhe successfully pulled off Xu Ziqian's shirt, and touched his chest with his hand, "Well, it's a man, but some women are flat, and we have to verify it."

As he said that, Zhao Yuanzhe's hand...

This time Xu Ziqian quickly grabbed Zhao Yuanzhe's hand, and his ears turned red for no reason, "Your Highness, stop making trouble, it's time to rest."

"No, no, you are a girl if you are not allowed to touch you."

"..." Xu Ziqian is about to go crazy. Although he is also a man, he really can't accept this behavior, even if it is his highness, that is, his highness, otherwise he will not be able to take off his shirt, "Your highness, you Drunk, it's time to sleep, be obedient."

"I don't want it." Zhao Yuanzhe refused to be very persistent, and directly wronged, "Even you are going against my will, aren't you?"

"..."

"I order you." Zhao Yuanzhe forced it directly.

"..." Xu Ziqian still didn't let go.

"Otherwise I'll let you touch it too?"

"..." Xu Ziqian was about to go crazy, but he didn't dare to leave Zhao Yuanzhe and ran away, "Your Highness, stop making trouble and go to sleep, otherwise you will regret it when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Perhaps Zhao Yuanzhe was impatient, and he jumped forward and pressed Xu Ziqian on the bed. He was too caught off guard, Xu Ziqian couldn't react for a while, and he had lost the opportunity to get up, but he didn't dare to directly lift Zhao Yuanzhe. turn.

"Your Highness." Xu Ziqian called out in a calm voice.

"Aren't you afraid? Otherwise, I'm a bandit who snatches a good woman, no, a good woman, and you are that good woman."

"Your Highness, stop playing."

Zhao Yuanzhe didn't speak, but answered Xu Ziqian with actions.

Xu Ziqian froze there.

Although both men...

"It's a man, why is it a man..." Zhao Yuanzhe was still regretting.

At that moment, Zhao Yuanzhe's body also froze there, especially Xu Ziqian imitated Zhao Yuanzhe's vengeance, feeling the stiffness of Zhao Yuanzhe's body, Xu Ziqian asked in a low voice with some pleasure, "Your Highness, is it fun? Is this fun?"

"Take it easy." Zhao Yuanzhe said suddenly.

Xu Ziqian, who was still taking revenge a moment ago, froze, and was about to get up and leave the next moment, but was held back by Zhao Yuanzhe.

"Ziqian, shall we make a deal?"

Xu Ziqian was going crazy, what was going on.

"Do you help each other? By the way, do you have a woman you like? Do you want to marry a wife? If so..."

"No." Xu Ziqian subconsciously vetoed it.

"Then we..."

"Your Highness, you are drunk." After speaking, Xu Ziqian sat up, his strength was stronger than Zhao Yuanzhe, if he really did it, Zhao Yuanzhe was not his opponent.

"Ziqian, do you have the heart to leave me behind?" Zhao Yuanzhe lay there looking at Xu Ziqian.

Xu Ziqian turned his back to Zhao Yuanzhe, "Your Highness, you are drunk, wait until you wake up tomorrow..."

"Would you answer me when you wake up?"

"Your Highness, you should go to sleep." After leaving a sentence, Xu Ziqian quickly put on his clothes and strode towards the outside of the hall.

Zhao Yuanzhe just lay there looking at the beam.

Is Zhao Yuanzhe drunk?

A little bit.

Are you stimulated?

Yes, it's not because Nan Jin got married, it's just that she felt that she was too aggrieved to live, and everything had to be arranged, and she hated the endless arrangements in the future.

Why do you have such a strange idea?

What he didn't have at first was that he was bored and teased Xu Ziqian. Even when he touched Xu Ziqian, he didn't have any thoughts, but when he was touched, he suddenly had such strange thoughts, and suddenly felt that this was not impossible. He was fed up with following the rules. Want to rebel.

Yes, heresy, it's a crazy backlash from someone who's been repressed for too long.

……

The next day.

Zhao Yuanzhe woke up just after dawn. He wanted to get up early every day to practice his sword.

When he woke up, he didn't get up immediately like in the past, but lay there silent for a long time, and then got up after a long time.

So it will be a little later than usual.

Zhao Yuanzhe washes up by himself, and no one waits on him.

When there was movement in the hall, Xu Ziqian, who was waiting outside the hall, knew it. At that moment, his body stiffened for a moment, but then he returned to normal.

Some things are not a problem if you don't care about them, but it is a problem if you care too much.

It didn't take long for Zhao Yuanzhe to come out, and Xu Ziqian quickly saluted Zhao Yuanzhe, "Your Highness."

When saluting, Xu Ziqian's head was half down, Zhao Yuanzhe couldn't see his expression clearly, but Zhao Yuanzhe didn't look into it, just glanced at him, and then missed him walking to the training ground in the courtyard.

"Practice with me, go to Nan Jin after the practice, and don't show mercy."

There was nothing abnormal in Zhao Yuanzhe's voice, but it was less playful and more solemn.

"Yes." Xu Ziqian replied respectfully, and then stood up straight. In his eyes, Zhao Yuanzhe had already gone to the yard to get weapons.

Xu Ziqian couldn't quite see Zhao Yuanzhe's emotions, so he took a deep breath and walked to the yard.

As soon as he stood there, Zhao Yuanzhe chose his weapon, two Emei thorns, and looked at him coldly.

At that moment, all the messy things in Xu Ziqian's mind were gone, and he drew out the saber he was carrying with him, and assumed a fighting posture.

As soon as Xu Ziqian took a good pose, Zhao Yuanzhe rushed over with the Emei thorn, and the Emei thorn collided with the sharp sword in an instant, making a squeak and sparks.

After the blow, the two retreated, and with only a breather, the two rushed towards each other and collided again, ping-pong-pong, followed by the sound of weapons colliding one after another, which was very loud.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the weapon finally fell, Zhao Yuanzhe knelt down on one knee, the Emei thorn rested on his shoulders with his backhand, and Xu Ziqian's sword slashed at his neck.

"Your Highness, you lost." Xu Ziqian said.

Zhao Yuanzhe's head was lowered, after hearing Xu Ziqian's words, he slightly raised his head to look at him, with a smile all over his face, "That's right, today I'm finally willing to fight with me for real, it's really cool, I haven't fought like this for a long time. "

After speaking, he pushed away Xu Ziqian's sword, put away the Emei thorn and stood up.

Xu Ziqian also thought a lot after leaving last night, and felt that Zhao Yuanzhe must be too depressed. At this moment, he was particularly sure of this idea, so the only awkward idea left was gone.

(End of this chapter)