The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

"If you don't wash it, you will get sick." Shang Junlin looked at him calmly, and there was no abnormality on his face.

"I'll wash it myself." Shen Yu pressed his hand, not letting him move.

A look of regret flashed across Shang Junlin's eyes: "You really don't want my help?"

Shen Yu quickly pushed his hand: "No need."

Seeing his insistence, Shang Junlin slowly withdrew his hand, thinking he had given up in depression, and breathed a sigh of relief, never thinking that Shang Junlin took advantage of him to relax, and backhanded his hand.

"It's better for me to come, it's not convenient for Ayu to come by himself," Shang Junlin smiled, "Besides, this is not the first time I have done this kind of thing, so don't worry about it, Ayu."

Shen Yu grabbed the edge of the tub and wanted to say, why was he worried about this, but unfortunately he had no chance.

The water splashed, and for the convenience of movement, Shang Junlin followed into the bathtub.

Sitting depressed in the bathtub is more than enough for one person, but the two men seem a little restrained together, there is nowhere to hide, they can only stick tightly together.

Shen Yu's fingers grabbing the edge of the tub were separated one by one by the man: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can grab me."

Sullen and weak, she is not a man's opponent at all, and if she falls into the hands of a man, she can only let others do what she wants.

"Didn't you say to help me clean? What is Your Majesty doing?!" The gloomy voice panted slightly.

"This way..." Shang Junlin held his earlobe, which was as bright as a fruit, "Isn't it possible to wash it cleaner?"

"How can there be such a washing..." Shen Yu clenched her lower lip, not wanting to let her voice overflow.

After taking a bath for more than half an hour, when Shen Yu was carried out, her whole body was red.

After changing his clothes, he leaned pensively on the soft couch, while Shang Junlin sat on the side, consciously massaging him.

Shen Yu couldn't help but reflect on himself, he didn't care about Shang Junlin, and Shang Junlin didn't eat any great supplements last night, so why did he get out of hand.

He didn't know that the night before, he kept time to give Shang Junlin a gift, and the way he persisted despite being too sleepy made Shang Junlin's heart soft.

The person who is pleased is also in the heart, which is a kind of happiness that cannot be described in words.

My heart was filled with all kinds of emotions. If it wasn't for disturbing the gloomy and clear dream, Shang Junlin would have just hugged and watched him all night?

After tossing again during the day, Shang Junlin knew that he was wrong, so he let the small kitchen serve the dishes that Shen Yu liked, which were lighter, and set up a small table next to the soft couch to feed people.

Sullen and hungry, he didn't have the mind to worry about what happened just now with Shang Junlin. After finishing the meal, a minister came to Shang Junlin.

"I'll be back soon," Shang Junlin kissed the depressed forehead, "If there is anything you want to do, if you want, just tell them directly."

"Your Majesty, go quickly." Shen Yu waved his hand, his back hurts when he sees him now.

Lying down in depression for a while, Mu Xi walked in and said, "Your Majesty, Doctor Gu please see me."

"Today is not the day for pulse diagnosis, why did Imperial Physician Gu come?" Shen Yu wondered, "Bring someone in first, did Imperial Physician Gu say anything?"

"It seems that His Majesty invited you here." Mu Xi went out to pick him up.

Imperial Physician Gu came in with a medicine box on his back, and first saluted Shen Yu: "I have seen your lord."

"Doctor Gu doesn't need to be too polite."

Doctor Gu got up and looked at Shen Yu.

The young man had a ruddy complexion, red eyes, and bright lips. It was easy to see what he had just experienced. Doctor Gu remembered what he was here for, and stepped forward to feel the depression.

"It was His Majesty who asked the minister to come over and see for your lord." Imperial Physician Gu explained.

After taking the pulse, Imperial Physician Gu withdrew his hand: "Your Majesty is suffering from a serious health problem, but there is a lack of energy and blood. I will prescribe some nourishing prescriptions. Your Majesty can take it for two or three days."

Gu Taiyi was called away by someone from the palace in the morning, thinking that something happened, but when he arrived at Yuzhang Palace and saw him, he realized that he was wrong.

It was only one night, and it was time to take the nourishing medicine, and the forehead twitched in depression, "Please wait here for a while, and I will take a look for your majesty when your majesty comes back."

"Yes."

It's not easy for Dr. Gu to stay depressed, and he just wants to ask something.

"Now that General Gu Huai has won the battle, congratulations to Imperial Physician Gu first."

"Thank you, sir, to be honest, I didn't know about it until the person who announced the good news came to the door this morning." Before he had time to think about it, someone came to invite him into the palace. , he didn't have much real feelings yet.

Regarding the fact that Gu Huai disappeared to join the army these days, Imperial Physician Gu has always had a sense of unreality. In his impression, Gu Huai was still a child who needed his protection everywhere. Unexpectedly, one day, this child flew out. His wings have also become a hero who stands up to heaven and earth.

Those things about Gu Huai, he had heard people say that there were more invincible little gods of war in the Subei Army. Everyone is talking.

When I heard about this matter before, I didn't know that the protagonist was Gu Huai, so it passed away after hearing it. Looking back now, Imperial Physician Gu couldn't help but wonder, would Gu Huai freeze at the border?Will it hurt?

The gloomy spirit was not crowded, and he chatted with Doctor Gu for a while, and Shang Junlin came back.

Doctor Gu stood up and saluted.

Shang Junlin ignored Doctor Gu's gift, walked to the side of the soft couch and sat down: "How is your health?"

This was said to Doctor Gu.

"Return to Your Majesty, your lord is all right." Doctor Gu repeated what he said just now.

"I purposely asked Imperial Physician Gu to stay here, and also to feel His Majesty's pulse." Sullenly poked Shang Junlin's arm.

"I don't feel any discomfort..." Under Shen Yu's gaze, Shang Junlin automatically swallowed the following words, "In this way, I will have to take care of the imperial physician."

Only then is depression satisfied.

Doctor Gu stepped forward to feel Shang Junlin's pulse.

After a while, Imperial Physician Gu let go of his hand: "Your Majesty is in good health and there is no problem."

"Don't you need to drink medicine with me?" Shen Yu couldn't help asking.

"This..." Imperial Physician Gu got stuck, "Your Majesty is indeed in good health and does not need any medicine."

Sullen and sleepy, he lay back down, he was the only one with weak body.

Eunuch Meng sent Imperial Physician Gu out, and brought out the waiters in the room.

"Why did Ah Yu suddenly think of asking Grand Doctor Gu to diagnose my pulse?" Shang Junlin picked him up and carried him into his arms.

Shen Yu twisted and found a comfortable position: "Physician Gu prescribed medicine for me, I thought His Majesty would also drink it along with it."

Shang Junlin finally understood why Shen Yu asked Grand Doctor Gu to stay until he came back, and squeezed his chin: "You underestimate your husband too much."

Shen Yu turned her face away, not wanting to look at him.

Shang Junlin ordered someone to move the zhezi to the soft couch, hugged Shen Yu's zhezi, and Shen Yu lay in his arms, and fell asleep after a while.

Shang Junlin looked down at him with a smile in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the palace was warm, but compared to that, King Yue's side was much more bleak.

The end of the year was approaching, and it was a day of reunion. Because he was forced to die, King Yue had to hide in Hanzhou. How aggrieved and how aggrieved.

The people of Hanzhou also have great opinions on them. Anyone who is surrounded in the city for no reason, lives in fear every day, and worries about fighting inside and outside the city, will not be happy.

At first the people in Hanzhou didn't realize it, but later they realized that they were forced to become members of the rebel army. Many people were dissatisfied. These people united and a small-scale riot broke out, but unfortunately it was quickly suppressed.

Several instigators were beheaded on the spot, and the rest were also put in jail, life and death unknown.

The people of Hanzhou dare not speak out against King Yue and his party. Their wealth and lives are in the hands of others, so they can't do anything.

Obviously it should be the busiest time of the year, but everywhere in Hanzhou is depressed. All the doors are closed. If it is not necessary to go out, everyone is huddled in their homes.

Who knows if he will come back after going out for a trip.

"The food in Hanzhou won't last long. Has the person Mr. Tan said hasn't arrived yet?" King Yue looked at the middle-aged man in blue with dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, wait a few more days, and they will be able to join us."

"How could this king not be in a hurry? There is not much grain in Hanzhou. Our people will starve to death before the people from the court come in." After waiting for so many days, King Yue was very anxious.

He knew that he would embark on such a path, and he had fantasized about various possible situations, but what he never expected was that he would act in such a hurry under such embarrassing circumstances.

In his prediction, he must be fully prepared before acting, and must be what everyone expects and what the people want, but now, in the hearts of the people, he is a conspiracy.

He was just trying to get back what belonged to him. He could have done this with dignity. If Shang Junlin hadn't forced him, how could he have come to this point? !

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling King Yue felt.

I don't know when it started, some things about the King of Yue began to spread in the city of Hanzhou, and the nursery rhymes passed down from mouth to mouth among the children also satirized the King of Yue.

There were many rumors, and it was inevitable that these words reached the ears of King Yue.

The first time he heard that someone compared him with Shang Junlin and criticized him as useless, King Yue smashed everything in the study.

The servant stood in the empty room with his head down, not daring to say a word.

The king of Yue was still not relieved after smashing the things, and looked at the other person in the room viciously, like a raging lion: "What other rumors about this king are there outside? This king ordered you to arrest the person who heard the rumors immediately. Cut him into pieces!"

"My lord, calm down," the servant knelt down, "It's not that I don't want to do it, but now..."

"What now?"

"It's almost rumored outside now," the servant suppressed the fear in his heart, "Not only in Hanzhou, but also in Dahuan, and many of them are even more outrageous..."

King Yue's mind roared, and he didn't dare to think about what the outside world would say about him. This was the ending he made up for Shang Junlin, but it ended up on him.

A fishy sweetness welled up in his mouth, King Yue's eyes darkened, and he fell straight down.

"My lord! Come quickly, my lord has fainted!"

The mansion was in chaos in an instant.

"Your Majesty is saying that the King of Yue fainted from anger?" Shen Yu was wearing a snow-white fox fur, walking in the snow, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Yes, the news just came from Hanzhou. It is said that someone told King Yue of the rumors outside. After hearing this, King Yue fainted on the spot." Shang Junlin held a gloomy hand and walked leisurely.

"The king of Yue is too inexperienced. He can't bear it at this point. Just like this, he dares to think about His Majesty's position." Sullen snorted coldly.

Shang Junlin noticed something and raised his eyebrows: "Ah Yu did this?"

Looking at him with a gloomy and innocent face: "Isn't Your Majesty the clearest about what I do every day?"

The author has something to say: a small theater about tonic:

Depressed and dissatisfied, only he wants to drink medicine, so he must drag His Majesty with him.

His Majesty held the medicine: "Do you really want me to drink it? Do you regret it?"

Depressed and wondering: What is there to regret?

The next day, Shen Yu stood up clutching his sore waist: "...I made a mistake."