The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

"So... it's not that there are none, but have they all been hidden by His Majesty?" Shen Yu opened one, and he had the impression that it was the one he saw when he was outside the palace.

Shen Yu once thought that these books were thrown away by Shang Junlin or left in the mansion outside the palace, but he didn't expect it to be so close to him.

A little speechless for a while.

"I thought you wouldn't want to see them." Shang Junlin stopped criticizing the notebooks and picked up one of them.

"Why does Your Majesty think so?" His gloomy eyes moved away from the book, and turned to look at Shang Junlin, with a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Shang Junlin didn't answer this question, but said: "If Ayu doesn't care, I won't put it away alone in the future."

Shen Yu stared at Shang Junlin without blinking, watching the crimson color climb from his neck to his cheeks, his brows and eyes were bent: "Did your majesty really put it away because he was worried that I would not be able to accept it? After the last time, I still I thought His Majesty would not let them continue writing."

Under his scorching gaze, Shang Junlin slightly turned his eyes away: "Why would Ah Yu think so?"

"Have this intuition."

The gloomy intuition is right, it is indeed impossible for Shang Junlin to let others arrange the affairs between him and Shen Yu, especially when the writing is so glamorous and explicit, so after that day he found the writer through Yinlongwei, and had a "friendly conversation" Finally, instead of taking back the other party's right to write a book, it restricted the content.

Books published to the outside world cannot be as explicit as before, nor can a third person be mixed between two people. As for the original editions with explicit descriptions, he bought them back at a high price.

That man was also very courageous. Seeing that he didn't offend the nobleman, he wrote another book with itchy hands. Instead of publishing it, he gave it to Shang Junlin alone, and Shang Junlin silently accepted it. This is equivalent to a tacit consent. While writing the normal edition, people wrote another edition. Without exception, these books were all collected by Shang Junlin.

Shen Yu continued to read these books, the content was the same as before, and he felt a little strange in his heart. According to Shang Junlin's temperament, this kind of book should not be allowed to be widely circulated.

Shen Yu didn't know. In a sense, he was right. Shang Junlin would not allow such words to spread.

"Ayu's intuition is not accurate," Shang Junlin retorted without changing his expression, "How can I be such a narrow-minded person?"

Shen Yu read the book, then glanced at him again, didn't say believe it or not, he didn't intend to get entangled with Shang Junlin on this matter.

With the new storybook, depression will no longer bother Shang Junlin to approve the scriptures. He is quite interested in the follow-up of the dialogue book. Although this story is based on him and Shang Junlin, the content direction is different. Ben's character is very solid, and the two protagonists are described very vividly.

No wonder it's so popular.

Sullenly leaning halfway on the soft couch, lowering his head slightly, a few strands of hair hang down from his cheeks, submerged in the light-colored clothes, and his slender white fingers pressed on the pages of the book, more beautiful than any jade Shang Junlin has ever seen.

Putting down the notebook in his hand, Shang Junlin came over and held Sullen's hand.

The depression was interrupted, and he raised his head in doubt: "Your Majesty?"

Shang Junlin raised his gloomy chin, leaned over and kissed: "This situation is just right for..."

Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse the kiss.

The man's kiss was light at first, but after receiving a gloomy response, it suddenly became more intense.

With a depressed snort, the hand on the man's chest turned into rejection.

His other hand was still under the man's palm, and the hot temperature began to spread with the place where the two touched.

After the kiss was over, Shang Junlin sat on the soft couch and hugged Shen Yu into his arms.

The gloomy breath was unstable, and he leaned on the man's shoulder, panting slightly.

"Why did Your Majesty suddenly kiss me?"

"Didn't Ayu say that he wanted to learn from the content written in the book?" Shang Junlin picked up the book that was crumpled by Shen Yu, and put it in front of Shen Yu, "It's just right, we can try..."

Shen Yu lowered his head and glanced, and hastily looked away, watching by himself and being held in his arms, the degree of stimulation is completely different.

"Ah Yu, do you want to try it? I only do what's in the storybook," Shang Junlin leaned closer to Yu Yu's ear, with a coaxing tone, "Ah Yu can stop at any time."

Depression was imprisoned in the man's arms, and the fragile neck fell into the man's hands. The shivering sensation rose with the man's movements, and the familiar feeling aroused the body's dryness and heat.

"Your Majesty must keep his word."

Facts have proved that at certain times, what the man said is absolutely unbelievable, lying on the soft couch depressed, his eyes are a little lax under the influence of the aftertaste.

Shang Junlin was like a very hungry wolf, he would not let go of anything after biting the meat.

"I'll take you to wash?" Shang Junlin strode in with a satisfied face.

Sullen turned his neck with difficulty, not wanting to speak.

He was sweating and his clothes were sticking to his body, which was really not a good experience for a person who loves cleanliness.

Shang Junlin picked him up: "Didn't Ah Yu say he wanted to try it? Why aren't you happy now? This time I keep my word, and I don't have to clean it if I don't want to."

Shang Junlin made a gesture to carry depression to the bed.

Shen Yu's eyes widened, and he bumped into Shang Junlin angrily: "I'm going to wash up."

Shang Junlin had a strange obsession in certain aspects, and he resisted several times in depression, only to fall into a situation that was even more unfavorable to him, and then he simply didn't care about it.

Most of the time in the past, depression was in a comatose or semi-comatose state, and there were very few times when he was so awake like today.

It wasn't until being put into the tub that Shen Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the immersion in hot water, the fatigue of the body was effectively relieved, and the depression slowly relieved, leaning on the edge of the bathtub, and half-closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Shen Yu opened his eyes wide: "What is Your Majesty doing?"

Shang Junlin held the depressed shoulder with one hand, and submerged the other hand in the water: "If you don't clean it up, you will get sick."

Shen Yu's fingers resting on the edge of the bathtub tightened tightly, and the crimson color on his skin became more intense.

This feeling is too weird.

Ripples rippled on the surface of the water.

After finally washing, when Shen Yu was carried out, her whole body was soft, and her porcelain-like skin was dyed light pink whether it was soaked in hot water or for some other reason.

After a day of nonsense, of course, Shang Junlin's official duties were delayed, he didn't want to be too far away from Shen Yu, so he didn't put Shen Yu on the bed, but hugged him back to the soft couch.

After a while, the dirty things on the soft couch were taken away by the palace servants and replaced with clean ones, and Sullen was held in the arms of the man, following along to read the booklet.

During the period, I passed on a meal, which is a good diet.After eating, he was depressed and lazy and didn't want to move. Shang Junlin put away those scriptures. It just so happened that he didn't want to see them for a short time.

The sky was getting dark, and he yawned gloomily, Shang Junlin put down the booklet in his hand: "But are you sleepy?"

"A little."

At night, some people are falling asleep, while for others, the excitement is just beginning.

Subei.

He Chengyu and Jiang Huaiqing put on luxurious clothes, and under the guidance of servants, walked into a seemingly inconspicuous house.

They used their new identities to walk around Subei for many days, and finally found an opportunity to get in touch with a local businessman.

He Chengyu came from an aristocratic family, and had always been trained as the heir of the family. The He family had a lot of business outside, and as the appointed next head of the family, he was no stranger to merchants.

Jiang Huaiqing once specifically asked him if his family was in business because of his ease.

He Chengyu laughed: "If my family was a merchant, I wouldn't be here today."

Jiang Huaiqing thought about it, yes, and quickly apologized.

Right now, looking at He Chengyu who revealed "I am a rich businessman" inside and out, Jiang Huaiqing couldn't help but suspect that He Chengyu is really a businessman.

A businessman can do more than a champion man.

While thinking wildly, the two had already walked through the corridor and came to the main hall.

Jiang Huaiqing hurriedly restrained his thoughts and looked around without a trace.

This house looks unattractive from the outside, but after entering, it is discovered that there are caves inside, rockery and flowing water, corridors and waists, and it is unique everywhere.

"Brother Gu has counted, come in quickly."

Both of them used pseudonyms, He Chengyu pretended to be the elder brother and had all the right to speak, and Jiang Huaiqing was the younger brother who followed his elder brother out to learn more.

Entering the inner hall, the sound of silk and bamboo and the smell of wine came to the two of them.

The lights are bright and the world is bliss.

The dancers in thin clothes dance lightly to the sound of silk and bamboo, and the bells on their bodies jingle with the dance steps.

He Chengyu led Jiang Huaiqing to the person he had been friends with during this time: "Gu is late, I would like to punish myself for a drink."

After speaking, he boldly picked up the full wine glass and drank it down.

Seeing his bold attitude, the man laughed twice, and patted He Chengyu on the shoulder: "Do you know what I like about you the most? It's the strength of your bones. It's a banquet mainly for pleasure. There's nothing late or late. Come, here you are." Introduce some of my close friends, if you want to do business here in Subei in the future, you can rely on them more."

He Chengyu looked excited: "Thank you, Boss Sun!"

Boss Sun led He Chengyu to recognize a group of people. He Chengyu memorized the appearance and basic information of these people one by one, and with a few words, the other party put down their posture and started talking.

Jiang Huaiqing pretended to have never seen the world, and looked around curiously, because He Chengyu wanted to talk about "business", so he sent him to play by himself.

The banquet lasted until midnight. At the end, Boss Sun came over with two beautiful dancers, showing the appearance of someone who had come here: "When you go out, you must have one or two confidantes by your side. If Boss Gu doesn't mind, you can bring these two together." Bring back."

Squinting his eyes and looking at the two of them for a while, Boss Sun lowered his voice: "These two are a pair of twins, they taste very different, and it's just right to serve Boss Gu."

He Chengyu didn't shirk, and left with the two women.

After going back, Jiang Huaiqing was about to say something, when he saw He Chengyu stroking his forehead and shaking his body, without thinking, Jiang Huaiqing held He Chengyu up before the two women made a move: "What's wrong?"

"Maybe I'm a little drunk, help me back to my room and lie down."

Jiang Huaiqing glanced at He Chengyu, whose eyes were not clear enough, and looked at the two women in embarrassment: "How do these two arrange it?"

"Let them go to the house in the south to rest overnight. I have a terrible headache. I will talk about the rest tomorrow."

After Jiang Huaiqing hurriedly handed the two of them over to the servant, he helped He Chengyu back to his room.

"Do you want me to bring a bowl of hangover soup?" Jiang Huaiqing helped him to the side of the bed and sat down.

He turned around and was about to leave when someone grabbed his wrist.

"Need not."

How can there be any hint of drunkenness in He Chengyu's voice?

When Jiang Huaiqing turned his head, he saw He Chengyu looking at him with a smile on his face.

"I really thought you were drunk." Jiang Huaiqing heaved a sigh of relief and sat on a chair beside him.

"How do you hide it from those two dancers without pretending to be drunk?"

"Those two people were sent to stare at us?" Jiang Huaiqing was thoughtful.

"We have just entered this circle. It's normal for them to worry about sending someone over to watch. I'm not sure if there is any problem with these two people. It's always good to be on guard." He Chengyu said.

"That's true, but if they are kept in the mansion and do nothing, won't those people doubt it? Do they have to pretend to be drunk every day?" Jiang Huaiqing frowned slightly.

Now that they both said the word "serve", what those two people were sent to do was self-evident.

"No need," He Chengyu laughed lowly, "It's just that in the future, I have to trouble Huai Qing to play a play with my brother."

"What to play?" Jiang Huaiqing was curious.

"It's good to lose your temper at me once in a while, especially in front of those two people." He Chengyu said with a smile.

"That's it? Don't you need to do anything else?" Jiang Huaiqing was full of doubts.

He Chengyu: "No need, everything else is just the same as before."