The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

It is natural to ask yourself more clearly about this kind of thing.

After returning to the palace, Shang Junlin brought depression to the palace where Zhu Wang lived temporarily.

"I don't know how Mr. Zhu is doing these two days? The palace people should be very considerate, right?" Seeing Mr. Zhu sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard, Shen Yu went straight to sit down.

Shang Junlin sat next to him.

Mr. Zhu looked up at the two people sitting one behind the other, and laughed at himself: "Shouldn't the two of you know better than anyone else how the poor are doing?"

Shen Yu seemed not to understand the resentment in Mr. Zhu's tone, and said casually: "The servants in this palace are all carefully selected, as long as Mr. Zhu is not disappointed."

"What are you trying to do by locking me here?" Mr. Zhu put down the teacup he was holding all the time, and looked straight at the two of them with sharp eyes.

"I just want to invite Mister Zhu to the palace as a guest, how can I say it's okay? Is Mister Zhu complaining about my poor reception and His Majesty?" There was a smile on the gloomy face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"If you are not satisfied, you can bring it up." Shang Junlin chimed in.

"Do you really think you are entertaining guests?" Mr. Zhu's eyes twitched. "Who entertains guests and restricts their freedom?"

"Since Mr. Zhu can escape from Yinlongwei, the mere imperial palace shouldn't be a problem?" Shen Yu pretended to be puzzled, "The place where Mr. Zhu escaped was far more heavily guarded than here, right?"

"What exactly are you going to do?" Mr. Zhu could see that the two of them did it on purpose.

"I don't do anything, I just want to see if the rumored masters who are miraculous can really know the destiny and surpass ordinary people. Now it seems..." Shen Yu clicked his tongue lightly, the meaning is self-evident.

"You just let him do it?" Mr. Zhu turned his head to look at Shang Junlin, his tone full of disbelief.

"I also really want to know what kind of abilities Mr. Zhu can escape from Yinlongwei."

Shang Junlin's words were undoubtedly another blow to Mr. Zhu.

Relying on his status as a capable person and a different person, Mr. Zhu is not respected wherever he goes. How has he ever been treated like this?For a moment, he was so angry that he couldn't even maintain his superficial demeanor.

He sneered, and simply stopped pretending: "The emperor brought me to the capital, isn't it because of that proverb?"

When Shang Junlin sent someone to the Yue King's fiefdom, Mr. Zhu deliberately asked people to reveal that proverb. He knew that with the current relationship between Shang Junlin and Shen Yu, this sentence would definitely attract the attention of the other party. The purpose of is also here.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before he felt that someone was looking for him in secret. He was deliberately exposed, taken to the capital, and then escaped in full view. All of this was planned long ago.

Until the moment before he took the initiative to appear in front of Shang Junlin, everything was developing according to the plan. He didn't understand what went wrong, which caused such a big deviation in the final result.

He has been in this business for many years, and he knows that the more someone sits in a high position, the more he cares about these things. No one can be exempt. Shang Junyue is just like a prince, let alone Shang Junlin who is an emperor?

If you really sneered at these things, why did you bring him all the way to the capital?

"It is indeed because of that sentence that someone brought you to the capital," Shang Junlin did not deny this, "Because this sentence involves your nobleman, I want to find out whether this sentence appeared by accident or not. Inevitably, is it intentional behind the scenes?"

"Your Majesty doubts the veracity of this sentence?"

Shang Junlin didn't answer, but asked instead: "Why did you say that to King Yue?"

"Why? If the pindao divination comes out, you can tell whoever you want. Do you need a reason?" Mr. Zhu was so angry that he no longer acted like a master.

"Did it really come from divination?" There was strong doubt in the gloomy voice.

Mr. Zhu couldn't bear others not to believe him, "If you lie about this matter, what good is it for the poor? If you want to talk about the benefits, isn't it all the two children of Zhenbeihou's family? You don't have to do anything, you can get it." The love of the Lord of the world."

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with Mr. Zhu's words, but if you think about it in detail, you will find that this is not the case at all.

"Does Mr. Zhu really think this sentence is a good thing for us? If so, why didn't Mr. Zhu tell the outside world that you are the one who is destined?" The corners of his lips curled up gloomyly and mockingly.

"How can this be the same?"

"What's the difference?"

Mr. Zhu was blocked speechless.

"You know very well in your heart that this sentence seems to be very beneficial to me, but in fact it has firmly imprisoned me all my life. Those who approach me are people with impure purposes. The one I like may be because of the meaning behind this sentence. If you are afraid of being close to me, rather than enjoying glory and wealth for nothing, it is more likely that I will become the target of ambitious people and will never find peace."

Shang Junlin held Shen Yu's hand hanging by his side.

Sullen paused for a moment, held Shang Junlin's hand back, and continued: "Regardless of whether this sentence was divined by you or not, when you spread this sentence, you should know that Shen Qingran and I will Because of what happened to this sentence, I am not curious about the truth or falsehood of this sentence, I just want to know where your hostility towards me comes from."

Mr. Zhu's eyes dodged for a moment, and he said: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You have been planning this since the very beginning when you first came into contact with the King of Yue. Now that you see that the King of Yue can't achieve your goal, you have set your sights on His Majesty. Let me guess, you will treat the King of Yue the same way you did back then. Find a way to make His Majesty believe in your words, and then propose to bring Shen Qingran closer to the palace, right?"

Mr. Zhu's eyes dodged even more.

"Why do you know this?" He never told anyone about his plans. Those people regarded him as a god, and they only needed to be able to obediently obey his orders, and they didn't need to know what he was going to do.

Why did he know, Shen Yu lowered his eyes, he just thought of many suspicious things in his previous life, such as the attitude of King Yue who sometimes favored him and sometimes Shen Qingran, if King Yue approached him with the purpose of winning the world from the beginning, Mr. With everything behind the scenes, what's wrong can make sense.

"Since I suspect you now, I will definitely not let you go before I solve the doubt. If you take the initiative to say it, you can save yourself from suffering."

"That proverb is true." Mr. Zhu struggled for a while, as if he had figured something out, "It's just that the result of the divination only pointed to you, and your concubine brother was added by me out of my own mind. You have a good idea, I I really don't want to make you feel better, who made you that person's child."

At the end, Mr. Zhu smiled strangely.

"The debt she owes should be paid by you."

"You know my mother?" Shen Yu grabbed Shang Junlin's hand.

It's a pity that no matter how depressed he asked, Mr. Zhu refused to speak about his mother.

"Don't worry, I will send someone to investigate," Shang Junlin took his gloomy hand and walked back to Yuzhang Palace, "I won't take what Zhu Wang said seriously."

"I'm curious, what did my mother do back then to keep everyone silent about her existence, no matter whether they love her or hate her, they are unwilling to tell about her." Shen Yu couldn't figure it out.

"Perhaps it's not that I don't want to say it, but that I can't say it. Too many things happened that year. After the abolition of the first emperor, the power in the court changed, and everything was mixed together." Shang Junlin looked at the clouds in the sky, and it was the same In one year, his life changed drastically.

The death of Mrs. Zhenbeihou was just an inconspicuous cluster of small splashes in the rolling waves. Her presence among the nobles in the capital was not too high. The person next to Zhenbeihou turned into another woman.

The appearance of Aunt Ru covered the traces of Mrs. Zhenbeihou's existence in the shortest time.

"Zhenbei Hou said that he didn't know the origin of his mother, I don't believe it," Shen Yu blinked, his tone was very light, "Your Majesty, I want to know what happened back then."

"I will know," Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu tightly into his arms, "I promise."

Depression is not out of curiosity about his mother and wanting to find out the truth, but an intuition that there is a crucial secret related to him hidden in this matter.

Those people in the previous life didn't come out of the water until his death. What will happen to the story after he dies?

Depression has no way of knowing.

Shen Yu, the perfume prescription obtained from Shen Yue, was handed over to shopkeeper Xu, and the shop managed by shopkeeper Xu expanded in size. After discussing with Shen Yu, he opened a branch in Jiangnan.

The affluence of Jiangnan is not inferior to that of the capital. Long before the branch store opened, there was a Jiangnan family who hired people to buy in the capital.

Fang Jun returned to the capital before the start of the autumn hunting.

He also brought back the Beimo people who were captured in Subei.

Fang Jun made a great contribution this time, and the courtiers also knew that the position in the cabinet was reserved for him. When Shang Junlin made the decree, they were not too surprised.

So far, there are two ministers in Dahuan's cabinet who stand in the same position as Shang Junlin.

The day of autumn hunting came quietly.

The Shangyi Bureau sent the new clothes made. Shang Junlin was still black, with dragon patterns embroidered on it, and the gloomy ones were red and black.

Black is what Shen Yu requested, and red is the color designated by Shang Junlin.

A group of people marched to the autumn hunting site.

The vicinity of Qiyue Mountain had already been cleaned up, and it was only waiting for the emperor to bring the ministers over.

The founding emperor of Dahuan attached great importance to "wu". The annual autumn hunting has been passed down since then and has never been interrupted.

"Didn't you say that Your Majesty loves your lord very much? Why don't you see your honor guard?" A minister looked forward, curious.

The higher you go, the more you care about these formal things.

In the harem, the empress, imperial concubine, concubine...different positions have different guards of honor, and at the front of the line, there is only the guard of honor of the emperor.

Belonging to your lord, there is no trace.

More than one minister discovered this problem. Recently, due to the re-division of the imperial court, the ministers did not pay attention to Shang Junlin's private affairs, and did not pay attention to the matter of the harem.

The ministers discussed in private, and in the carriage at the front, the curtain was lowered gloomily: "When they see me getting out of His Majesty's carriage, they might say something else."

"Why should they talk about my affairs?"

The carriage stopped slowly, and Shang Junlin got out of the carriage.

The ministers were about to pay their respects when Shang Junlin turned to face the carriage and stretched out his hand.

The slender white fingers stuck out and rested on the outstretched hand of the emperor. The emperor's arm exerted force, and the people in the car were carried out.

The ministers opened their eyes wide, watching Shen Yu being carried off from the emperor's carriage.