Dressed as a high-risk occupation

When Shen Yanmu came back from the bath, he saw Mr. standing by the window looking out.

The bright moon was shining on the man's face, he raised his head slightly to look at the starry sky, his blood-stained lips were slightly parted, his black eyelashes fluttered only occasionally, the pines were as emerald as green, and they looked like immortals.

Shen Yan quietly walked over to him, and put a robe on him.

"Sir, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Wen'an nodded, took another look at the lonely moon, and then closed the window, blocking the coldness out of the window.

Shen Yan led him back inside.

Jiang Wen'an refused to sleep on the dragon bed anymore.

He turned his face away, "I don't want to sleep in this bed."

"Sir, don't you like this place?" Shen Yan didn't think too much, and now he followed his preferences, "Then I will accompany you to Yuehuan Palace to rest."

"No need." Jiang Wen'an brushed his hand away, "I want to be alone."

"Sir, I will accompany you and help you with the medicine. If you have anything to do at night, I will know as soon as possible."

Facing Jiang Wen'an, Shen Yan used to use this kind of trick because he knew that his husband had the softest ears and loved him the most. Every time he was pestered like this in the past, he would always compromise in the end.

But this time, he didn't want to eat, so Shen Yan had no choice but to send him to the next door, and returned to sleep in the cold Chenghua Palace in frustration.

The night in the palace was very cold, and the poor new emperor suffered from insomnia again.

Jiang Wen'an also couldn't sleep well, in the middle of the night, he was in a daze, when he was suddenly embraced by someone, the familiar smell poured into his nose, it was the smell that made him extremely obsessed.

No matter how sad he was, Jiang Wen'an still had to admit that he wanted to delay.

Why doesn't he want to hug his Yanyan?

Besides, humiliation is humiliation, Jiang Wen'an had already planned to give it to him, and he was willing to do it, but he didn't have time at that time.

The dark night makes many secret thoughts invisible, and it also gives people an excuse to quietly release their deepest desires through darkness.

Greedy desires to possess and fear of being found out are most likely to overflow in such nights.

Jiang Wen'an paralyzed himself, but was extremely sober, he turned over without any hassle, leaving only his back for him, and the people behind him quickly chased after him.

The extremely well-fitting bodies are embedded together, and the appearance is incomparably close to God.

That night, Jiang Wen'an dreamed of many things, all related to Shen Yan without exception.

What made him blush in the dream was that he seemed to have returned to the scene in the cave. Originally, he was the one who was going to help Yanyan get rid of the medicine, but then he even lost himself.

But he clearly remembered that the temperature in his palm was not like this, but at this moment, his body was suffering from an unprecedented strange feeling.

Very obviously very hot.

"Well……"

Jiang Wen'an let out a muffled grunt, and slowly woke up, the dream and reality coincided strangely.

It's just... not exactly the same, but even more extreme.

His senses immediately gathered to a certain place, and he saw that he was in exactly the same posture as when Shen Yan checked it yesterday afternoon.

The difference is that Shen Yan is...

As soon as he moved, Shen Yan realized that he had woken up, so he worked harder.

Shen Yan knew that her husband was not happy these few days, and was always angry with him. After thinking about it, he felt that he must have gone too far that day, forcing him to serve him, and let him kneel down to do such a thing. Later, he thought of it I also felt that I was stunned at the time.

He just wanted to punish his husband and make him care about himself, even if it was just a little bit, but that was wrong, and anyone would think that he was insulting him.

The husband is angry, so he has to serve him in the same way to make him happy.

"Don't..." Jiang Wen'an trembled and wanted to push him away, but he was so strong that he couldn't shake him at all, it just got worse.

Emotional and physical sensations were dragged by others, Jiang Wen'an began to spurn himself, and at the same time felt a deep sense of powerlessness like a mayfly shaking a tree.

When the joy burst out, he pushed Shen Yan away with all his strength, and finally couldn't help crying indifferently.

He should have been pleasantly surprised that the emperor above ten thousand people was willing to do this for him, but he didn't.

Jiang Wen'an didn't understand his inner activities, but felt that all his dignity had been severely trampled under his feet.

Shen Yan wiped his face and the corners of his mouth again, showing no dislike at all, but when he saw the shaking of his husband's shoulders, he finally started to panic.

He hurriedly hugged Jiang Wen'an, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes pityingly, "Why are you crying? Sir, are you uncomfortable? I..."

Jiang Wen'an didn't let him touch it at all, and slapped his hand off hard. This time, he was out of breath from crying, and he didn't care about his image at all.

Shen Yan was really panicked.

The husband had never cried so sadly in front of him before, but he had made him cry several times in a row in the past few days, which made him both distressed and annoyed.

The husband didn't let him touch it, so he didn't dare to go forward again, but explained anxiously: "Mister is angry with me, is it because I insulted you earlier? But I didn't mean that, and now I have done it for my husband too. This is because I like Mr.

Speaking of this, he was a little impatient, eager to verify some things, but instead asked him: "What about sir? Does sir like me?"

But Jiang Wen'an just shed tears silently, not even crying.

Shen Yan half-kneeled beside him almost begging, "Sir, you have never said you like me, can you say it once? Just once? Okay?"

The more he refused to say it, the more Shen Yan's heart ached, he forgot his sense of propriety and only asked, "Sir, you clearly said you wanted to be with me, you clearly said so."

"You don't understand!" Jiang Wenan broke out completely: "You don't understand at all!"

Perhaps it was too normal for the ancients to have three wives and four concubines, or perhaps the chaos of private life was the norm for aristocratic sons, and his heartache seems a bit hard to express.

But Jiang Wen'an, as a highly educated college student in the 21st century, absolutely couldn't bear this situation.

If it happened before meeting him, maybe Jiang Wen'an could still understand it, but it was done in front of Shen Yan after Shen Yan clearly stated that he was in his heart.

Perhaps for Shen Yan, this matter is not as good as one ten-thousandth of what "Jiang Wen'an" has done.

He can't explain it, and all the dark history weighs on him.

But he clearly knew that he was not "Jiang Wen'an", and he did not do all kinds of dirty things, and he never wanted to bear such a burden.

Rao knew that Shen Yan was trying to anger himself, but he couldn't help but feel wronged.

He avoided his embrace, "Don't touch me."

Shen Yan froze for a moment, his eyes gradually became cloudy.

"Jiang Wen'an! You know everything, so can you tell me what I did wrong to make you treat me like this?" All the grievances accumulated at this moment came out in full force: "Raise me, love me, kiss me, help me Me, tempted me to fall in love with you, and then ruthlessly abandoned me! Why? Why don't you just take my heart out?"

Jiang Wen'an wouldn't let him touch it, but he wanted to touch it, grabbed his hand vigorously, and put it on his heart, "Take it out! Take it out, crush it, let it die, what do you say?" Is that good?"

Jiang Wen'an felt his violent heartbeat, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

After the extreme outburst was the ultimate silence, neither of them knew how to spend this suffocating night.

Jiang Wen'an only remembered that he was exhausted in the end, and there was only a buzzing in his ears.

When she woke up again, Shen Yan had returned to normal, smiling warmly like jade, brought him water to wash himself, helped him wash his face, and watched him drink porridge and medicine.

Even though Jiang Wen'an just looked at him coldly, he still smiled slightly and thoughtfully brushed up the broken hair scattered on his temples.

Shen Yan was as gentle to him as ever.

It seemed that the violent quarrel not long ago was just a dream.

During the day, he finally asked someone to bring Xiao Hei.

Seeing Xiao Hei, Jiang Wen'an couldn't help being a little sad, but he didn't want to cry in front of Shen Yan anymore.

That loss of control was an accident.

Shen Yan didn't mention that incident, neither did Jiang Wen'an.

At night, Jiang Wen'an hugged Xiao Hei and lay on the bed to sleep, but he still came and hugged Jiang Wen'an very forcefully behind him.

Like Jiang Wen'an, Xiao Hei still refused to talk to Shen Yan, and even tried to push him away when his arm was around Jiang Wen'an's waist, but all failed.

He didn't do anything else, so Jiang Wenan let him go.

He patted Xiao Hei's head, and made Xiao Hei get closer to him.

Shen Yan followed the trend and hugged Xiao Hei together.

Jiang Wen'an and the little black man stared at each other.

After a long time, when Xiao Hei closed his eyes, Jiang Wen'an finally spoke. It was the first time in these days that he took the initiative to speak to him, but what he said was: "I want to leave the palace."

Shen Yan didn't even open his eyes, but hugged him even tighter, and said without hesitation: "No."

In the following days, Shen Yan didn't give him any chance to ask him to leave the palace. Every time he wanted to ask, he interrupted him as if aware of it, kept telling him some interrupting words, and brought him memories. All kinds of past.

Later, Jiang Wen'an stopped asking questions, and even habitually slept on one side at night, waiting for him to come by on the other side.

Shen Yan used to wake up before dawn, and after waking up, he would stare intently at her husband, or stare at Xiao Hei.

Perhaps it could feel Shen Yan's attitude towards Jiang Wen'an, so it was willing to look at him more recently, not so repulsive.

Waiting for Jiang Wen'an to wake up, they took Xiao Hei to the Imperial Garden for a walk together.

There are no concubines in the current palace, so the palace is very quiet, even if there are eunuchs on duty, they will consciously detour and not disturb them.

The night guards in Shenyan Palace never knew that the emperor didn't sleep in Chenghua Palace at night, and thought that she slept so hard that she didn't even know when the emperor would go out, so she was worried all day for fear of being punished by the emperor.

However, no one ever mentioned it.

Until this day, when the national teacher came to visit, she went to the imperial garden to find no one, but she reported to Eunuch Chen that it was already raining with pear blossoms: "Your servant...you should die, your servant can't hold on to doze off at night, and you think the emperor is doing it nicely." Sleeping in it, I went out without thinking, and I couldn’t find it in the imperial garden.”

Unexpectedly, Chen Minghong didn't blame her, but rather calmly went to Yuehuan Palace, where as expected, he saw the emperor who got up late.

"Here." Chen Minghong pointed inside, and said to the terrified little palace maid, "Wipe off your tears, the most important thing is to prepare breakfast for the emperor and Mr. Jiang."

When the breakfast was brought in, the two of them had already washed up.

Chen Minghong guided the maids to serve breakfast in an orderly manner. He planned to serve the dishes on the sidelines, but unexpectedly, he had no chance to do it. The emperor did everything himself, and put vegetables into Jiang Wen'an's bowl very attentively.

Shen Yan ate and ate, and couldn't help coughing a few more times, which made Chen Minghong feel worried.

He asked someone to bring rock sugar pepper pear water, "Your Majesty, drink some sugar water to moisten your throat."

Shen Yan just glanced at it, "Leave it alone."

Jiang Wen'an has just had a cold recently, and he actually noticed that Yanyan often coughed twice, presumably because he slept with him every day and got infected.

He thought about picking up the bowl of water, scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon, and brought it to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan slightly opened his eyes wide, a little surprised, and quickly went up to take a sip.

Jiang Wen'an lowered his eyes, and fed him slowly a bowl of pear water one mouthful at a time.

Chen Minghong heaved a sigh of relief, and sighed in his heart that it really is one thing, one thing, or that Mr. Jiang can cure the emperor.

Taking advantage of the emperor's good mood, he took advantage of the opportunity to persuade Jiang Wen'an: "Your Majesty has not gone to the morning court for many days, and he is unwilling to see the courtiers. I'm afraid it will cause criticism, or..."

Before saying anything, Shen Yan was already impatient: "No see."

He has reviewed all the sent memorials one by one, and he wants to spend more time with his husband in the rest of the time.

"Your Majesty, you should think about Mr. Jiang, not for yourself. Now some people are talking about Mr. Jiang as a disaster for the country..."

"Who dares to say that? Just cut off his tongue."

"Hua Shui" himself had already turned black, "Whose tongue do you want to cut?"

The author has something to say: um...not a TAT who intentionally abused

Quarreling is a compulsory course in love... (Meditation)

Whispered: In fact, Yan didn't take that Xiansheng thing to heart at all, it's just a tool person, so it seems that the two of them are not on the same channel... (I will make it clear later)