The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

The dancer moved very quickly, bringing a burst of fragrance between her actions, depressed and subconsciously held her breath, and still smelled a little.

Shang Junlin moved faster, protecting Shen Yu with one hand, and picked up the plate on the table with the other and threw it out.

Yinlongwei, who was guarding outside the main hall, broke through the door.

An assassination has not yet begun, it is over.

The dancer was quickly restrained, and the rest of the dancers were also restrained.

Shang Junlin walked down depressed with his arms in his arms.

The dancer knelt on the ground without saying a word, the dagger in her hand was knocked to the ground, and she noticed gloomyly that the dagger was glowing with a faint blue light, obviously poisoned.

The banquet was forced to suspend. After a brief panic, the ministers came back to their senses, protected their families, and stood aside.

Including the assassination during the last autumn hunt, this is already the second time this year.

Shang Junlin took the sword in the guard's hand, raised Wu Ji's chin, and looked at her coldly: "Who ordered you to come?"

The dancer's eyes lingered on Shang Junlin for a while, then quietly fell on Shen Yu.

Shen Yu frowned.

His head was a little dizzy, probably due to the influence of that fragrance. Since he was a child, he couldn't accept certain fragrances. It just so happened that the one he just smelled was one of them.

"This……"

When the ministers saw this scene, their minds were active, and they already remembered that it was after Shen Yu swept the cup to the ground that the dancer moved her hand.

Shen Yu also remembered what happened just now, his mind is very confused now, even thinking has become a very difficult thing, let alone picking himself out.

The hands on the man's clothes kept clenching tightly, and he wanted to stay awake, but his consciousness became more and more confused.

Sensing his strangeness, Shang Junlin withdrew his eyes from forcing the dancer, and looked down at the young man lying in his arms: "Do you feel unwell?"

Shaking his head gloomily, he couldn't pass out at this time. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the dancer started to fight because he dropped the cup. If this problem can't be solved as soon as possible, the follow-up will be very troublesome.

Even if Shang Junlin believed him, the courtiers would not believe it. Since the dancer girl dared to do this, there must be someone behind her. If she looked down, she would probably find him.

Shen Yu bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to wake himself up. The stimulation brought by the pain dispelled the fog in his mind. Seeing that it was effective, Shen Yu quickly reached out and grabbed the sword in Shang Junlin's hand.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the skin, and blood slid down the blade.

"Ayu!" Shang Junlin wanted to take back the sword, but Shen Yu held on tightly. If he used force, it would definitely cause more damage to Shen Yu.

As if she didn't expect him to hurt herself, the dancer's face changed slightly.

Severe pain came from the palm of his hand, and his mind became more and more clear.

Sullenly pursed his lips and smiled, the smile was cold and didn't reach his eyes.

Shang Junlin's hand holding Shen Yu's shoulder continued to exert force, and the other hand could barely hold the sword hilt. He let go of the hand holding Shen Yu's shoulder, and stroked his face, with a trembling voice: "Ah Yu, loose Open, listen."

The ministers were stunned by what happened before them. They didn't understand why things had suddenly developed to this point.

Sullen withdrew from the man's arms, swayed, and slowly stood still.

One of his hands was still holding the sharp blade, and the blood stained the sleeve, which hurt even looking at it, but he didn't seem to feel it, and took a step forward.

This step completely exposed him to the dancer's eyes.

Facing the disbelieving gaze of the dancer, the corners of Yu Yu's mouth became wider and wider.

"Ayu!"

Shang Junlin grabbed the wrist of the hand holding the sword with the free hand, "If you have something to say, let go first, don't hurt yourself."

Shen Yu looked back at Shang Junlin.

This was the first time Shang Junlin saw such an expression on his gloomy face, it was very strange and touching.

He felt the heart beating violently in his chest, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear or heartbeat.

He was afraid of being depressed and hurt, but he was also crazy about the young man who was screaming for danger all over his body.

Shen Yu saw the worry in Shang Junlin's expression, the touch from his wrist was hot, and his fingers loosened little by little.

With a bang, the sword fell to the ground.

"Come here, Imperial Physician Xuan!" Shang Junlin hurriedly looked at the gloomy hand.

Shen Yu's hands were covered with blood, and the blood meandered to his fingers, and he couldn't tell where the wound was.

Shang Junlin held up the gloomy hand carefully, his eyes were so red that it almost burned his eyes, he didn't dare to use force, he could only carefully put the gloomy hand in his palm.

"Does it hurt?" Shang Junlin's voice was very soft, and the distress in his tone made people want to ignore it but couldn't ignore it.

Sullen's fingers curled up, and the man pinched it with the other hand: "Don't move, it will bleed."

Shen Yu stared at his hand for a while, and under the stimulation of pain, he managed to regain his thoughts: "...it doesn't hurt."

How can it not hurt?

Shang Junlin just looked at it, and felt the pain was unbearable. He fought in the battlefield when he was young, and he suffered countless injuries. If this injury appeared on his body, he would not even frown, but when this injury appeared When it was Shen Yu, he couldn't bear it.

Eunuch Meng was stunned by what happened in front of him, and he came back to his senses when he heard Shang Junlin's voice, and quickly ordered a few young eunuchs to invite the imperial physician.

Mu Xi stood aside, wanted to get close but dared not.

She has been by Shen Yu's side for many years, and has seen many sides of Shen Yu, but she has never seen such a depression like this, with the word "dangerous" everywhere.

The injured hand was carefully held in the palm of the man, and the blood flowed down the palm, soaking the sleeves of both of them.

Shen Yu blinked, withdrew his hand from the man, squatted halfway in front of the dancer, and asked the same question as Shang Junlin: "Who ordered you?"

Although it was the same question, Wu Ji knew that Shang Junlin asked who ordered the assassination, and Shen Yu asked who ordered the frame.

"Master, you personally ordered..."

"Really?" Shen Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Wu Ji's neck, "The people behind you don't really think that just a few words can pour dirty water on me, do they?"

With the force of her fingers, the dancer's breathing was blocked, and her face became more and more ugly.

Shen Yu used the injured hand, the harder he tried, the more blood flowed from the wound.

As if the blood that flowed out was not her own, Shen Yu didn't even frown.

The wrist was held again, and Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu into his arms from behind: "Ah Yu, let go first, I know this matter has nothing to do with you, let me see your hand..."

Shang Junlin managed to break away the gloomy hand, and tightly locked his wrist to prevent him from doing anything that would hurt him again.

Mu Xi handed over the clean handkerchief, and Shang Junlin carefully bandaged the wound on Shen Yu's hand.

"Your Majesty, take the assassin down first." The prime minister came out and said.

Shang Junlin pressed Shen Yu into his arms: "Take it down, and ask the mastermind behind the scenes. If nothing is found in the interrogation, don't even want the official hats on your heads."

"Your Majesty, what if..." Another minister stood up and took a careful look at the young man who was tightly guarded by Shang Junlin.

"There will be no accidents. Your lord and I face each other day and night. If there is really a disagreement, why bother to make an assassination?"

Shen Yu wanted to say something, but was held in his arms by the man, Shang Junlin lowered his head, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, I will take care of it."

Sullen thumped twice, but was suppressed by the man single-handedly. Shang Junlin was really scared. In order to prevent him from hurting himself, Shang Junlin had no choice but to hold him tightly in his arms.

The breath is full of familiar breath, the strong arms support a safe space, and the tense strings in the gloomy mind are slowly loosened.

The imperial physician rushed over, and the hall was in a mess. Shang Junlin carried Shen Yu to the back hall, and handed over the matter ahead to the prime minister and Fang Jun.

Physician Gu had already learned about the general situation on the way, and he took the pulse first, and then treated Shen Yu's wound.

The veil was untied, and the blood on the palm of the hand was wiped away bit by bit, and Sullen shrank his fingers in pain.

Shang Junlin held his wrist, his voice could not distinguish between emotions and anger: "Now you know it hurts?"

The pain kept stimulating the nerves, and the depressed mind was sometimes confused and sometimes sober. He looked at Shang Junlin for a while, leaned over to his face, and took a bite on his chin.

Not heavy, not even painful.

Shang Junlin only felt a slight sting in the heart, sore and numb.

He supported his gloomy head, let someone lean on his shoulder, and asked Doctor Gu: "How is Ah Yu?"

"The wound on the hand is a bit deep. Don't touch the water for a short time. You also need to avoid food and drink. I will list a list of precautions. Another point is that I want to check the things that your lord imported today."

"what happened?"

Shen Yu rubbed Shang Junlin's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "It's incense, I can't stand the scent of that dancer."

"Can't stand you being so close to people just now?"

Shen Yu admitted that he was in the wrong, and stopped talking.

Doctor Gu took Shen Yu's pulse again, and at Shen Yu's request, he also took Shang Junlin's pulse. There is no doubt that Shang Junlin has no problem, and the fragrance only works on Shen Yu alone.

Shang Junlin called Eunuch Meng and gave some instructions in a low voice. Eunuch Meng left the apse to do what Shang Junlin had ordered.

"Will this fragrance affect Ah Yu's body?" Shang Junlin held his depressed and injured hand, not daring to use force.

"At present, apart from a certain feeling of drowsiness, there will be no other symptoms. I need to observe for a few days to see the follow-up situation." Imperial Physician Gu replied cautiously.

Shang Junlin rubbed his gloomy fingers, but didn't speak.

Imperial Physician Gu took out the medicine from the medicine box: "This is a medicine for external application. Apply it once a day in the morning and evening to help the wound recover. I will prescribe another prescription to cleanse your body of the influence of the fragrance."

Mu Xi put away the medicine alone, she was worried in her heart, it was not good for His Majesty to go forward and ask directly.

"Trouble Miss Mu Xi, quickly decoct the medicine on this prescription, I need to see the effect." Imperial Physician Gu handed the written prescription to Mu Xi.

Mu Xi didn't dare to delay, and took the prescription to decoct the medicine.

"Cough, cough." Sullen coughed a few times in a low voice, his face was extremely pale due to too much blood loss.

Shang Junlin was anxious, but he couldn't do anything. A strong sense of powerlessness swept over him, so he could only hold Shen Yu in his arms harder.

The pain gradually disappeared, consciousness gradually became drowsy, the bitter medicine entered his mouth, and he shrank back in depression and resistance.

"Ah Yu is obedient, you won't feel bad after drinking the medicine."

While Shen Yu was in a semi-conscious state, Shang Junlin asked Imperial Physician Gu a lot of questions.

When Su Yu regained consciousness again, it was unknown how long had passed, and the bitter taste in his mouth could not go away. He pushed the man who was hugging him tightly: "Your Majesty, I want to drink water."

Shang Junlin touched his face, got up and poured water for him.

After drinking a glass of water and eating a few candied fruit, the bitter taste in my mouth finally dissipated.

Shen Yu glanced at the surrounding layout, they had already returned to Yuzhang Palace.

"Your Majesty, that dancing girl..."

"I will take care of it, Ah Yu don't have to worry," Shang Junlin helped Shen Yu to sit up, "I have already handed over this matter to the Prime Minister and Fang Jun to solve it, and it will be fine."

Shen Yu leaned against the head of the bed, he had already changed into pajamas, his right hand felt a little sore, he raised his hand, and saw the tightly wrapped palm.

When I moved my fingers, I could feel a slight pain.

Shang Junlin took his hand and stuffed it back into the quilt: "Doctor Gu said that this hand can't use force for the time being, and it can't touch the water."

Nodding gloomyly.

Shang Junlin pinched the fingers of Shen Yu's injured hand and rubbed gently: "Does it hurt, Ayu?"

Without waiting for a gloomy answer, Shang Junlin continued: "I am in pain."

"Seeing Ah Yu hurt, it hurts me a lot."

Sullen swallowed what he wanted to say abruptly, pursed his lips, and his eyes revealed complex colors.

"With me here, what Ayu is worried about will never happen, and there is no need to prove anything by hurting yourself," Shang Junlin raised his gloomy chin, his tone was unclear, "Do you remember, Ayu?"

Looking at Shang Junlin gloomily, he faintly felt that he seemed to be angry.