The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

"Jiang Huaiqing is going here for Da Huan. No matter what, I don't want him to be lost in Beimo. Naturally, we have to take some measures. Not only Yinlongwei, but also in Beimo. When the time is right, the hidden stakes over there will listen. He ordered to act." Shang Junlin stroked his gloomy cheeks, but didn't say anything.

More importantly, he knew that Shen Yu valued Jiang Huaiqing very much. As one of Shen Yu's few friends, Shang Junlin didn't want to make Shen Yu unhappy.

Jiang Huaiqing went to Beimo this time, and there was a certain risk. Everyone knew, including Jiang Huaiqing himself, that Shang Junlin was not unkind. He gave him a choice. If Jiang Huaiqing didn't want to, he wouldn't force it.

"Actually, when I asked Jiang Huaiqing to pass on the secret decree, if he didn't want to go, I would choose someone else."

"Your Majesty is so kind," Shen Yu leaned on Shang Junlin's shoulder, "The other force beside Jiang Huaiqing is mine, and His Majesty must have guessed it."

Compared with the previous life, Jiang Huaiqing's official career in this life is much smoother. If he can return from Beimo smoothly, he will definitely be able to gain a firm foothold in the court in the shortest possible time.

For Jiang Huaiqing, Shen Yu has always had some selfishness, he does not deny this point, even if the subordinates who were born and died together in the previous life, even if they have not experienced that in this life, it is impossible for Shen Yu to treat him badly.

Soon it was the Chinese New Year, and the palace was decorated with festive red colors. With the addition of the master, Depressed, the palace became even more lively.

A grand banquet was held in the imperial palace, and the ministers brought their family members here. Those who were able to attend this banquet showed from a certain aspect how much His Majesty valued his ministers.

When Shen Yu and Shang Junlin came together, the ministers had already arrived.

Shang Junlin walked directly to the top position with depression. The ministers had long been accustomed to His Majesty's preferential treatment for Shen Yu, and no one stood up to say anything.

In fact, this kind of banquet is quite boring. I am depressed and have no interest in listening to the compliments from the ministers, and focus on solving the delicious food in front of me.

Learning the lesson from last time, this time, there was no wine on the table in front of them, only various soups and fresh fruit drinks newly prepared by the imperial chef.

Shen Yu picked it up and took a sip. It was very delicious with a unique fruity fragrance in the sweetness. He glanced down and saw that no one noticed this, so he scooped up a spoonful of the flavor and put it to Shang Junlin's mouth: "Your Majesty taste."

Shang Junlin opened his mouth and ate the food in the spoon: "It's very sweet."

Their small interaction did not escape the eyes of the minister who had been secretly watching their movements.

The courtiers seldom saw how Shen Yu and Shang Junlin got along in private. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Is this His Majesty who they killed decisively and said that strangers should not enter?

They know that Shen Yu is favored, but they only have a vague idea of ​​how to be favored. Only when they see the two get along with their own eyes, can they know that Shang Junlin is more than just a favor to Shen Yu.

The emperor's favor is the easiest to get and the easiest to lose, but that is the situation where favor takes precedence over love. Looking at the current situation, it is obvious that His Majesty is sincerely moved.

The ministers have different ideas in their hearts.

Shen Yu didn't care what they thought, and was still clingy with Shang Junlin.

How do you get along in private, and how you get along now.

"Is it still the dancers from the previous group who are performing today?" Shen Yu put down his chopsticks, counted the time, and it was almost here.

"No," Shang Junlin pursed his lips, "This time it's someone else."

"Your Majesty is still jealous of what happened last time, isn't he?" He leaned over gloomily, almost leaning on Shang Junlin's body, "It's been so long, Your Majesty still hasn't forgotten?"

Shen Yu was talking about what happened at Shang Junlin's birthday banquet last time. Although Shen Yu paid a "heavy price" afterwards, in retrospect, Shen Yu still finds it very interesting.

Shang Junlin raised his hand to caress Shen Yu's waist, exerted a little force with his fingers, and Shen Yu's waist softened, and he fell on the man, and was hugged into his arms by the man.

Shen Yu fell in the man's arms, trembling with laughter: "Your Majesty won't send him away?"

Want to be so cute, just because he took a few more glances, he changed the person.Shen Yu discovered that Shang Junlin's jealousy is really strong, and sometimes it's quite interesting to see a man jealous, even after being jealous, he will be eaten.

Shang Junlin supported the shoulders of the man in his arms: "I let them out of the palace."

The gloomy trembling became bigger, and the smile couldn't be concealed in his voice: "Then if I look at it a few more times today, wouldn't His Majesty also send the dancer who performed this dance out of the palace?"

Shang Junlin pursed his lips and did not answer, obviously having this thought in his heart.

"If this goes on like this, after a few times, maybe there won't be enough dancers in the palace. Your Majesty really doesn't need to be like this. I only look at Your Majesty today, not them, okay?"

Shen Yu propped up his body and withdrew from Shang Junlin's arms, with a lingering smile on his face and moonlight in his eyes.

Shang Junlin stroked his gloomy face with his free hand: "Ah Yu will do what he says."

Shen Yu did what he said, no matter how attractive the next song and dance was, he only looked at Shang Junlin with his head propped up.

Shang Junlin was not interested in singing and dancing, and focused on Shen Yu the whole time. He knew Shen Yu's taste, and kept putting the dishes that Shen Yu liked into his bowl.

The fish is picked and the thorns removed, so you just need to eat it directly.

The dishes on the banquet were very rich, and all the dishes served in front of Shen Yu were freshly served from the pot, steaming hot, one person fed and the other ate, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Of course, Shen Yu doesn't just care about eating by himself. When he meets something he likes, he will feed it to Shang Junlin's mouth. Shang Junlin will not refuse anyone who comes.

Feeding Shang Junlin is a very fulfilling thing. He is not picky about food, and no matter what he feeds, he can get positive feedback.

The atmosphere between the two was harmonious and integrated, and the existence of a third person could no longer be tolerated.

Quite a number of ministers who have already married and established businesses felt that their teeth were sore when they watched the relationship between the two. When their relationship with their wives was the best, they were never so clingy.

Fang Jiayi was far away in Subei, and only Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang were left in the Fang family. After entering the cabinet, the Fang family's tide rose, and many people wanted to establish a relationship with Mrs. Fang.

"Your Majesty treats you so kindly." A lady sighed with emotion in a low voice.

"No wonder Your Majesty doesn't want newcomers to enter the palace. Your majesty's demeanor is indeed few people can match." Another lady whispered.

"After the beginning of spring, it's time for a general election. I don't know if His Majesty will let go this time."

"Probably not. I have already found a marriage for my daughter. Whether His Majesty chooses it or not, it has nothing to do with us."

"Your daughter is only fifteen this year. She is a very good age. Why should she settle so early? What if His Majesty lets go?"

"Looking at the stickiness between His Majesty and Your Majesty, do you think His Majesty can let go? In the past, His Majesty refused to hold a general election when there was no one in the harem. Now that you have Your Majesty, it is even more impossible."

The lady who spoke is a first-class imperial order, her husband strives for strength, and the children of the family also strive for strength. There is a 15-year-old daughter who is raised like a jewel like a treasure. She is unique in talent and appearance.

Mrs. Fang took her hand and said in a low voice: "Your approach is right. My daughter is in pain. The harem is not a good place to go."

"Yeah, originally we thought that if His Majesty would let go of the general election this year, we would send our daughter to the palace. I'm not boasting. With my daughter's talent, there is still a chance to give it a go. But now I don't think so. Your Majesty obviously has someone in his heart, if His Majesty is willing to keep his mouth open for your noble lord, I still admire him, if he does let go, it would not be worth it for my daughter to enter the palace."

Parents always want the best for their children. Although it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, how many women in this world can really have no grievances about this matter?But there is no choice.

"Actually, I envy you very much, not only me, but most of the wives here envy you," she held Mrs. Fang's hand, "If possible, I hope that my daughter's future husband will be like Mrs. Fang. There will only be one husband in her life. If Your Jiayi is a boy, so I'm going to have the cheek to propose."

Depression and Shang Junlin couldn't feel the movement below, and after some feeding, Depression was a little overwhelmed.

Shang Junlin kept paying attention to his expression, put down his chopsticks, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

Shen Yu rubbed his belly, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Is Your Majesty full?"

You don't need to ask Shen Yu to know that most of them don't exist. This kind of banquet is like this. The purpose is not to eat, but in the sense of representation.

The ministers toasted and exchanged cups, and the atmosphere was quite warm.

outside the palace.

The leader of the Forbidden Army led people to crouch in the dark, watching the movement ahead.

The various intersections leading to the prison of the Ministry of Justice seem to be empty on the surface, but in fact they are heavily guarded. Tonight, the palace banquet will be the weakest day in comparison. If you want to do something, choose this time Just right.

On the surface, the leader of the Forbidden Army was attending a banquet in the palace, but in fact, he led people in ambush on the only way to the prison of the Ministry of Justice, waiting for the rabbit.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and grand fireworks were lit by the moat, and the people flocked to it, and other places seemed empty.

"Crack-"

The sound of very light footsteps came, and the imperial guards were dormant. A quarter of an hour later, a ghostly man in black appeared at the entrance of the alley. After confirming that the road was safe, they rushed to the prison with a clear purpose.

As everyone knows, he is stepping into a well-arranged trap.

In a quiet corner, a silent killing is going on.

Blood dripped down, staining the bluestone pavement red.

Occasionally, there was a sound, which was overwhelmed by the huge roar of fireworks.

People in the palace were ignorant of what was happening outside.

The sound of silk and bamboo is melodious, and the dancers in the center of the hall are charming. They are dressed in light-colored gauze dresses, and their sleeves flutter as they dance, as if they were fairies descending to earth.

Suffering from eating and drinking, Shen Yu couldn't help but look at it twice, and Shang Junlin held his head and turned to look at himself: "Ah Yu said I won't watch it today."

There was an imperceptible accusation in the voice.

Shen Yu calmly looked away, his eyes fell on Shang Junlin's face, his eyebrows and eyes were raised: "Your Majesty still looks good."

Shen Yu didn't lie, when he first met, he was amazed by this face, with profound features, sharp brows and eyes, and long and narrow phoenix eyes, when he looked at it without emotion, his heart trembled.But now, these eyes were warmed by him, and when they looked at him, they were always restrained and wanton.

Under the straightforward gaze, Shang Junlin's earlobes were dyed a light crimson color, and he reached out to touch it gloomyly and curiously.

The hem of the overcoat accidentally swept the cup on the table, and the cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

It was just a small episode, and I didn't pay attention to the depression. Unexpectedly, a dancer who was relatively close to them suddenly rushed towards them through the dance movement——