He has not lived enough

Look carefully at Shen He, he is fine, and he is not awake.

Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but froze in the next second.

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Look carefully at Shen He, he is fine, and he is not awake.

Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but froze in the next second.

This early in the morning, if I didn't guess wrong, what I encountered at this meeting was...

Zhao Yu almost jumped up when he realized it, but he was afraid of waking Shen He up, so he continued to lie down pretending to be dead, hypnotizing himself that it was just a stick.

After a long while, seeing that Shen He still hadn't woken up, Zhao Yu's embarrassment disappeared a little, replaced by a trace of curiosity.

He first glanced at Shen He to make sure he was still asleep, gently lifted the quilt and took a look inside, then put down the quilt angrily after a few seconds, sighed faintly, exuding an unhappy atmosphere all over his body.

From the visual inspection just now, there is probably such a big gap between him and Shen He as white radish and iron stick yam...

Really? No harm without contrast.

Zhao Yu stared sourly at Shen He's handsome and sharp-edged face, black and black stubble had already appeared on it overnight, thinking about his body with almost no body hair, Zhao Yu became more sour.

As if sensing Zhao Yu's burning gaze, Shen He slowly opened his eyes.

"Morning, Ayu." Shen He smiled warmly, looked at Zhao Yu's angry look, and said, "Did you sleep well at night?"

The voice that just woke up was less sunny and refreshing than usual, and a little more deep and hoarse. Zhao Yu, a man, thought it sounded very sexy.

People are more popular than people...

Of course, Zhao Yu couldn't tell that she was comparing the two secretly. After being jealous, she still had to go about her daily business, and quickly put on an embarrassed expression: "No, no, it's because I don't sleep well. I squeezed my cousin last night. right?"

He took the opportunity to sit up and put a distance between the two of them. Fortunately, Shen He didn't show any disgust, so he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He asked himself if he would not be so good-tempered if he was drilled into the arms of the elders while sleeping.

Shen He said indifferently: "When there is an emergency in the army, everyone sleeps in a random place, let alone..."

Shen He glanced at Zhao Yu's red and swollen lips, and said seriously: "Ah Yu sleeps well."

His voice was a little more hoarse, and his face was a little red, but fortunately he couldn't tell it because of his darker skin.

In fact, Shen He knew it when Zhao Yu woke up, and he pretended not to know how Zhao Yu would react when he saw the situation at that time.

What made him feel at ease was that Zhao Yu didn't feel disgusted, and was... a little curious about his body, but that was all.

"That's good, then get up and eat."

Zhao Yu licked his mouth, feeling a little thirsty, and his lips were a little dry, so he called the palace people in to take care of the grooming, and drank a few sips of water to feel better. He kept his back to Shen He, so he didn't see the look in his eyes Deep nostalgia.

After the two of them had breakfast, Zhao Yu would go to the old scholar's class as usual, and Shen He would also leave the palace and return home.

Zhao Yu was actually quite reluctant to let him go. Although Shen He was also a child of an aristocratic family, he didn't have Zhao Ke's dandyism at all, nor was he like Bai Qingyu who was noble and alienated, making people subconsciously wary of getting close to him. Even if you know that he is for your own good, there will always be pressure when getting along with him.

Shen He is different.

Zhao Yu felt that if Shen He was born in modern times, he would be the kind of big brother next door who is good at sports and sports. We've only been together for a day, but it's very relaxing to be with him.

However, Zhao Yu also knew that Shen He hadn't returned to the capital for several years, so he decided to visit his relatives and friends at home before going to work, so he reluctantly said goodbye to him.

When parting, Zhao Yu said in a special way: "My cousin will go back and ask my uncle how he is. I have been to the frontier for several years and have worked so hard. Now I will return to Beijing to take care of my health. Please don't worry about the affairs of the palace. I agree with my aunt." all good."

Now he and Empress Dowager Shen have returned to their original relationship, but the outside of the palace doesn't know much about it, or they don't believe it if they know it, it's not as good as if he said it himself.

In the past, those people didn't pay much attention to the little emperor. A large part of the reason was that they felt that the relationship between Zhao Yu and the Shen family was broken, and they had no support behind them.

Now is the time to let them know that the wind has changed.

Shen He cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Shen He thanked His Majesty for his compassion on behalf of his father. It is our duty to serve the country, and we dare not slack off in the slightest."

Then he said softly: "After the sacrifice, I will be able to guard Auntie and Ayu every day, and my father can feel more at ease."

Zhao Yu thought it was the same, and he would be able to see Shen He anytime in a short time, and suddenly felt more at ease, so he moved a few things from the private storehouse with a big hand, together with the two old mountain sticks sent by King Ning last time. Shen Yi was sent to the Shen family.

In the future, he will also have a backer. As long as he can save face, he doesn't have to make false appointments with King Ning like before, and he will be happy just thinking about it.

After a few more days of idleness, it was finally time for spring plowing and offering sacrifices.

Three days before the sacrifice, Zhao Yu had already started fasting, and he personally wrote the letter of congratulations for the sacrifice, and checked the list of sacrifices. Of course, Bai Qingyu had already read it, and he was just putting on a routine.

Because Guan Gengtai is located at the Xingnong Altar outside the city, you need to take a chariot to get there. On the day of the sacrifice, Zhao Yu got up before dawn, ate a few bites and asked the palace staff to pack and change his clothes. The clothes were extraordinarily grand and cumbersome. If he hadn't grown taller recently, he would have suspected that he would be unable to stand up because of the pressure of the crown suit.

After tidying up, Zhao Yu looked in the mirror. Although the young man in the mirror was still a little immature, his eyes were firm and steady, showing the dignity of an emperor.

Zhao Yu looked left and right, and nodded quite satisfied. These days, he thought about the various emperors in TV dramas he used to watch, and secretly practiced in front of the mirror when he had nothing to do. Talking nonsense, it seems quite capable of bluffing people.

Today he cleansed his image for the first time in front of civil and military officials and ordinary people, whether he can get off to a good start or not!

The palace servant came to report that it was time to leave. Zhao Yu secretly cheered himself up, turned around and walked out. He wanted to walk with a little more momentum, but he found it impossible in practice. The heavy clothes on his body made him walk faster. Difficult, had to be supported by Zhang Defu and walked out step by step.

Fortunately, there is a walking chariot outside the hall, and when you sit down to the guard of honor, all civil and military officials are already waiting.

Seeing Zhao Yu, hundreds of officials shouted long live to salute, and a group of colorful people in various official uniforms was quite lively. Zhao Yu calmed down and asked everyone to say a few words, and then the palace servants supported the dragon and the dragon. .

After getting into the car, Zhao Yu was a little relieved. It was too difficult for him, a person with moderate social fear, to come to this kind of scene.

Zhao Yu took a look around and had to say that the emperor's car was different.

Although it is just a car, it is a full ten square meters, which is equivalent to a small room. It is well-equipped, beautifully furnished, and has an incense burner. It is as luxurious as his bedroom, and there is no problem with eating and lodging.

Once again lamenting the decay of life under feudal rule, Zhao Yu sat bored for a while and almost fell asleep. He yawned and quietly lifted a corner of the car curtain to look out.

The accompanying officials all rode fine horses and followed the chariot. In front of the chariot was a guard of honor, surrounded by imperial guards.

Zhao Yu looked to the other side again. He remembered that Bai Qingyu stood at the head of all the officials when he set off, and now he found him on the other side of the carriage.

Different from his usual elegance, today Bai Qingyu rode a dark horse with the rein in his hand, his expression was as indifferent as before, but with a bit of sassy and coquettish.

This time, Zhao Yu realized that in the past, he thought that Bai Qingyu was weak. It was an illusion that he rode on a horse with his long legs and narrow waist.

Zhao Yu was thinking sourly, and the painting that he had hidden suddenly flashed in his mind. It happened that Bai Qingyu looked sideways and met Zhao Yu's eyes.

Just as he was thinking about the fanart, Zhao Yu leaned back guiltily, but his hair was hurt by the crown he was wearing, and he quickly grinned and held on to the car window.

After finally steadying himself, Zhao Yu lifted the curtain of the car again, and forced to find a topic: "Bai Xiang, how far is it from Xingnongtan?"

When he goes back, he must destroy the evidence. Keeping it is always a hidden danger. Although the possibility is very small, if it is stolen, he will be finished. Bai Qingyu had committed a crime.

Bai Qingyu looked down the road, and replied: "It will take half an hour, but the official feels uncomfortable sitting inside?"

Zhao Yu shook his head, the six horses of the luxurious carriage were stable, but the clothes on his body made him uncomfortable.

Moreover, he was still a little nervous. Although he had been preparing for a long time, after all, he was just an ordinary person in his previous life, and he was inevitably a little apprehensive when facing such a big scene all at once.

But he was too embarrassed to tell Bai Qingyu.

As if seeing his nervousness, Bai Qingyu rode his horse and took two quick steps, walking alongside Zhao Yu's car window.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to think too much..." Bai Qingyu said, "Just do what you want."

Seeing that Zhao Yu was still gloomy, Bai Qingyu said slowly, "The officials are quite tired from the ceremony recently, so let's stop classes for a few days after the Spring Festival. Chen Xueshi also told the minister that His Majesty has made rapid progress recently and should slow down appropriately. , Steady and steady."

Chen Xueshi is the old man who taught Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu usually angered him, but he didn't expect the old man to say good things about him.

Hearing these words, Zhao Yu was refreshed and didn't feel nervous anymore, "Don't worry, Bai Xiang, I will definitely complete the task successfully today!"

It has to be said that Bai Qingyu is still able to grasp the mentality of a scumbag like him, he is so happy when he hears the temptation of a holiday, other things are trivial.

Huanhuanxi shrank back, and Zhao Yu's nervousness dissipated a lot.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu clicked on the system store again. In fact, he seldom used it. The system was stingy, and he was even more stingy than the system. Except for the encounter with the assassin, he basically didn't use the points he earned.

But today's situation is special, Zhao Yu decided to be generous. He looked at and selected two skill cards, and clicked to buy them.

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