The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

"You are wrong," Shang Junlin looked down at him as if looking at an ant, "Ayu is a human being, not something that can be measured. I respect every choice he makes."

But, he will never let go.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the King of Yue looked at Shang Junlin: "Do you believe this sentence yourself? Isn't it because of the fate they bear when you called the Shen family into the palace?"

Shang Junlin suddenly reached out, grabbed King Yue's neck, and lifted him up: "Don't think everyone is as dirty as you, just because you believe these things doesn't mean I believe it too, if I really believe in fate, how could I sit in this position? "

"Cough cough." Because of suffocation, King Yue's face flushed abnormally, and he couldn't speak a word except for coughing.

Shang Junlin frowned, let go of his hand, and King Yue fell to the ground, clutching his neck and coughing violently.

Eunuch Meng presented the handkerchief carefully, and Shang Junlin wiped the five fingers one by one, as if wiping away the pollutants.

"You called me here just to tell me this?"

"I met Shen Yu outside the palace, if it wasn't because I approached Shen Qingran and touched his bottom line, do you think he would choose to enter the palace out of anger? If he really didn't care about me at all, why would he be angry because of this matter? Or even give up a great future to enter the palace?"

Every word of King Yue was like a thorn in Shang Junlin's heart.

The man's eyes continued to darken, rolling with emotions that people couldn't see through.

Eunuch Meng was so close that he could clearly feel the oppressive aura coming from the man, and he couldn't help but sweat secretly. Will these words of King Yue have a bad influence on His Majesty?

How much Shang Junlin cares about Shen Yu, Eunuch Meng knows better than anyone else, the more he cares, the more he can't bear a little betrayal, especially Shang Junlin is still the emperor who says nothing, if he really thinks that Shen Yu has old feelings for the King of Yue...

Eunuch Meng didn't dare to think about the consequences.

Before leaving, Shang Junlin ordered the people in the prison to "entertain" King Yue well, and Eunuch Meng followed him tremblingly.

He could feel that His Majesty was in a bad mood right now.

No matter what you say, you may never be able to have no grudges in your heart.

Eunuch Meng wanted to persuade a few words, but Shang Junlin said in a very low tone: "If I kill King Yue, will Ah Yu be unhappy?"

Eunuch Meng was taken aback, and slowly swallowed the words that came to his lips. Things seemed to be somewhat different from what he expected.

Shang Junlin only said this sentence, and didn't expect anyone to answer him. On the way back to the palace, he kept silent. No one knew what was going on in his mind.

Suddenly, Shang Junlin said: "Go to the dark prison."

Eunuch Meng didn't dare to disobey, so he quickly ordered the carriage to turn around.

When he arrived at the prison, Eunuch Meng followed subconsciously, but was stopped by Shang Junlin: "You stay here, I will go in alone."

Eunuch Meng didn't know what Shang Junlin was doing in the prison at this time, and had to listen to Shang Junlin's orders, so he had to stand outside and wait.

Shang Junlin's state was obviously not right, he was worried about what would happen, and paced back and forth anxiously.

I don't know how long it has passed, Shang Junlin came out with a cold air.

Eunuch Meng went up to meet him: "Your Majesty?"

"Go back to the palace."

In one sentence, it seemed that all the strength of the man had been exhausted. On the way back to the palace, he was silent all the way.

Eunuch Meng didn't know what happened to Shang Junlin in the dark prison, but he felt that Shang Junlin came out of the dark prison with a colder aura than when he entered.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the night sky is dotted with stars shining, and the cold wind penetrates into the bone marrow.

Yuzhang Palace is brightly lit and lively.

Sitting on the soft couch, Shen Yu watched Mu Xi instruct the little eunuch to paste the written couplets and blessing characters, and the ingenious maid cut a lot of window grilles and was pasting them on the windows.

Looking at the people outside the room from the corner of the eye, they stood up gloomily and walked out.

"Why doesn't Your Majesty come in?"

Standing outside is Shang Junlin.

Shang Junlin was still wearing a black robe, and it was rare to see him wearing other colors. When he got close, he could feel the chill coming from the man.

Shen Yu stretched out his hand and held Shang Junlin's hand that was hanging by his side, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

The man's hands are cold.

In Shen Yu's memory, Shang Junlin's hands were always hot. When it was cold, he would wrap his hands into his palms and slowly warm them.

"Your Majesty has been standing outside for a long time, and your hands are getting cold. Come in and warm yourself." Shen Yu took Shang Junlin's hand and walked into the room.

The man stood in the shadow, gloomy and unable to see the expression on his face, only felt that Shang Junlin was unusually silent today.

Shang Junlin followed Shen Yu into the house step by step.

Shen Yu pushed Shang Junlin to sit on the soft couch, and ordered Mu Xi to bring hot tea and feed it to the man's mouth: "Your Majesty, drink some to warm your body."

Shang Junlin stared at Shen Yu without blinking.

Shen Yu moved the cup in his hand forward.

With long eyelashes hanging down, the man finished drinking the water in the glass with his gloomy hands.

Shen Yu turned around with the empty cup, and wanted to put the cup on the small table beside him, but before he could lean over, he found that his sleeve was being grabbed by someone.

He turned his head and saw Shang Junlin hooking his sleeve with one hand, and said the first sentence of the day.

"Don't go."

Shen Yu looked at the distance between Xiaoji and himself, then at the man who stubbornly grabbed his sleeve, and sat back helplessly.

Mu Xi came over and took the cup from Shen Yu's hand.

Shen Yu finally realized that something was wrong with Shang Junlin.

Shen Yu stretched out his hands to hold Shang Junlin's face: "Your Majesty, what happened? Why are you out of your mind?"

He knows that Shang Junlin has been very busy recently, but no matter how busy he is, he shouldn't be like today, he looks stupid.

He looked into Shang Junlin's eyes, and his figure was clearly reflected in the man's dark pupils.

Suddenly, the man put his arms around his waist and pressed him tightly into his arms: "I went to see King Yue today."

"What is your Majesty going to see him for?"

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal in the gloomy tone, Shang Junlin's heart calmed down a little, and there was a complex look in his eyes where Shen Yu couldn't see.

"He said something to me. He said that you chose to enter the palace because you were angry with him."

When he said this, Shang Junlin didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, maybe he was thinking about something, or maybe he wasn't thinking about anything at all. He originally wanted to keep this matter in his heart and never say it out loud.

No matter what reason Shen Yu entered the palace, as long as he has himself in his heart now, he did not participate in Shen Yu's previous life, and he has no right to care about it. He thought he could do it, but at this moment, he found that, he can not.

No matter before meeting him or after meeting him, he couldn't care less about everything that happened to Shen Yu.

He longs for answers and dreads them.

He told himself over and over again that it was the past that he had no time to participate in, and he shouldn't take it to heart, but King Yue's words were like a gangrene, the more he didn't want to care about it, the more it kept echoing in his mind.

He asked himself: Is it really possible to not care?

The answer is no, he can't do it, he won't blame depression, he only hates the king of Yue, and he deliberately tries to get close to depression for the sake of a proverb.

Shen Yu felt a deep sense of uneasiness in Shang Junlin's body. He wanted to look up at him, but was held tightly in his arms, and could only maintain one posture.

Sighing deeply, he put his arms around the man's thin waist in depression: "Your Majesty doesn't care what King Yue says. He is now a prisoner and knows that he is powerless. What he said was nothing but to make His Majesty unhappy. When I entered the palace If you want to say that it does have something to do with the King of Yue, hiss—"

The man's arm suddenly exerted force, and there was a pain in his waist. He patted his lower back and comforted him: "Listen to me first."

The strength of the man's arm relaxed a bit, but he still only restrained depression, preventing him from leaving any chance.

Shen Yu didn't care, and continued: "Although it is related to the King of Yue, it is different from what he said. If I want to get angry, I have thousands of ways. Why did I choose the most unpleasant one to enter the palace? I will enter the palace. One is for His Majesty. I have heard a lot about His Majesty from other people. In fact, I really want to see what the real Majesty is like. If I hadn’t been detained in the mansion by Zhenbei Hou, I might have seen Your Majesty long ago. gone."

Shen Yu half-jokingly said: "If I met His Majesty first, there would be no business about the King of Yue. Every part of His Majesty is in my heart."

The heavy fog in Shang Junlin's heart dissipated with the gloomy words, and he lowered his head and rubbed his gloomy face.

"Let's talk about King Yue, he is really annoying. He thought I didn't know anything, and pretended to appear in front of me. I just thought it was fake, and I didn't want to watch him act at all. Your Majesty should have investigated the relationship between King Yue and me. As for the matter, I have always been indifferent to him, after knowing his true identity, I think going to the palace is a good way to get rid of him."

Shen Yu didn't lie. Before he was reborn, he didn't know the true identity of the King of Yue, but this matter was unverifiable. After his rebirth, he didn't want to have any entanglements with the King of Yue, so he simply chose a completely different path from his previous life.

Doesn't the King of Yue like Shen Qingran, he fulfills them.

"Your Majesty, don't think too much about what King Yue said. If your Majesty wants to know about me, you can ask me directly."

The closer you get, the more depressed you can feel Shang Junlin's uneasiness. He doesn't know what Shang Junlin is upset about, but he is willing to do his best to make him feel at ease.

Shang Junlin hugged the person in his arms quietly, he wished that time could stop at this moment forever.

"Ayu will stay by my side forever, right?"

What fell with the voice was a kiss printed on the forehead.

"Where else can I go if I'm not by His Majesty's side?"

Shang Junlin's arms loosened a bit, and he struggled to get himself out of the man's arms, hooked the man's neck and forced him to bow his head, and pressed his forehead against his: "I have to justify myself, I really, really don't like it. King Yue, no matter in the past, present, or future, I only like His Majesty."

After speaking, he kissed Chi Chi's lips.

"Some things, if I don't really like it, I won't do it with him. Maybe King Yue said something to His Majesty, and His Majesty don't believe it."

If it was only the King of Yue, Shang Junlin would naturally not care as much as he does now. What really made him unable to let go was what the man he met in the dark prison said.

He said that Shen Yu is destined to stand on the side of the King of Yue. The fate is fixed, and manpower cannot change it.

At that moment, Shang Junlin's killing intent towards King Yue reached its peak.

Shen Yu took the initiative to resolve the uneasiness in Shang Junlin's heart. He hugged Shen Yu, turned against the guest, and kissed back fiercely.