Your Majesty favors the beauty of bamboo horse disease

= Five bowls of health soup

The fact that someone came to rob Su Yaozheng, Shen Yuzhu and Xie Yuanshi had expected it a long time ago, so it was not surprising. Shen Yuzhu asked Xie Yuanshi's thoughts: "What do you think about Su Yaozheng?"

Now that the robbers have arrived, it makes no sense that the envoys sent by Western Wu have not arrived.

Xie Yuanshi: "It seems that the envoy from Western Wu has arrived, and now he is only fighting for their interests."

Shen Yuzhu also thought the same way: "The question now is when will they appear in a fair and honest manner."

Shen Yuzhu thought about it for a day, and the next day, Xie Yuanshi saw Su Yaozheng who was being imprisoned in layers in the palace.

Bringing Su Yaozheng into the palace, the palace ban and defense were already very strict, not to mention that Su Yaozheng was detained on the third floor and the third floor.

"Your Majesty, why are you so talented?"

Shen Yuzhu put down the paper in his hand, "They don't show up, I can only use this method to force them to show up."

As a result, it is impossible to save people, and they can only hope that they may have a chance to meet with the interviewer.

Shen Yuzhu: "I discussed it with the Taifu. If Xiwu is really determined to pay the price to redeem him, he will be kept in the sky prison for now, which will bring some unnecessary troubles in the future."

Xie Yuanshi thought: "If you don't let him go back..."

Shen Yuzhu picked up the pen on the table, dipped some ink in it, wrote on the paper, and said: "If you get rid of Su Yaozheng after benefiting, it will intensify the conflict between Daqi and Xiwu."

"Western Wu's generals have declined in recent years, and we can't reap benefits from a war with us. Daqi is now in a good situation, but in the end it was still a loss in the past few years. In the past few years, we still have to hide our strengths and bide our time to recuperate."

Xie Yuanshi nodded, Shen Yuzhu was very considerate.

Shen Yuzhu picked up the paper on the table and dried it, Xie Yuanshi looked closer, "What is it written on?"

Shen Yuzhu turned his head to look at him, retreated from his slow and quiet appearance when discussing state affairs just now, and smiled clearly.

Xie Yuanshi saw the words on the paper, and his ears blushed slightly, "Your Majesty, why did you steal my things!"

"Oh? I see it's under the pillow." Shen Yuzhu stretched his arms around his waist, hugging him in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, "I thought this was written for me."

His voice was low and deep, "Isn't it? Then who are you writing this for?"

"Can't I see it myself?"

Shen Yuzhu smiled: "Okay."

He didn't finish writing this, Xie Yuanshi was speechless for a moment when he looked at the few words that were filled in the last space that was originally empty.

Aren't they discussing state affairs just now? How did this person manage to write these words while discussing state affairs with a calm face?

The time when Shen Yuzhu came to him before they got married, he said that he wanted to exchange what happened the day he realized what he wanted in exchange for their own story written by Xie Yuanshi himself.

Xie Yuanshi refused at the time, but later he wrote it quietly.

It's not that he really wants to exchange, but he just thinks that Shen Yuzhu wants to read it, so he will give it a try, and if the writing is not good, he won't show it to him.

Read it after reading it, write it after writing it, anyway, it was originally for him to read, but...

Xie Yuanshi pointed to the words added after him: "Don't you think it's unreasonable for this kind of thing to happen here?"

Shen Yuzhu thought about it seriously: "But I think it's quite reasonable."

Xie Yuanshi: "."

Even if something were to happen, it would be a matter of course for others to be in Furong's account. How could you copy books and get them together?

"It's obviously ridiculous."

Shen Yuzhu put down the paper, pressed it with a paperweight, and said to Xie Yuan, "On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, we drank again after we returned to the East Palace. You were drunk."

Xie Yuanshi: "Ah."

Realizing that Shen Yuzhu was fulfilling his previous promise, Xie Yuanshi grabbed his sleeves unnaturally: "Then..."

"Hey, what are you doing..."

Then Xie Yuanshi was pressed on the bed, the book table was only a few steps away from the bed, and the few books placed by his feet had been kicked into a mess, and it was not clear whether it was a collection of classics and history or a book of stories.

The red gauze curtains that hadn't been removed in time were torn off, and the scattered clothes destroyed the supposedly clean floor.

The clasped palms were pressed against the pillow, and Shen Yuzhu whispered in his ear: "And that was the first time I had desires for you that I shouldn't have."

It was also the first time that he realized what was the cause of his extraordinary attention and favoritism towards Xie Yuan in the past, and what was the source of those countless satisfactions and disappointments.

He wanted this person to be his and only him.

"Hmm..." Xie Yuanshi's eyelashes were wet, and he suddenly wanted to know how much helplessness and loss Shen Yuzhu felt after being rejected was sealed in the memory he had forgotten three years ago.

How did Shen Yuzhu tell him, and how did he refuse, whether it was very straightforward or very tactful.

His prudence and distrust made His Majesty sad.

Xie Yuanshi's fingertips scratched Shen Yuzhu's arm uncontrollably, leaving light red marks. He wanted to know, but Shen Yuzhu would not tell him. The imperial physician said that it was almost impossible for him to remember.

"His Majesty……"

"I'm here."

Xie Yuanshi asked nonchalantly, "Do you hurt?"

His hand was still on Shen Yuzhu's arm, Shen Yuzhu said indifferently: "It doesn't hurt."

Shen Yuzhu couldn't hold back, leaned over and said with a smile: "It seems I should ask you."

Xie Yuanshi bit his shoulder like venting his anger.

Shen Yuzhu: "It hurts."

Xie Yuanshi: "Hold it."

Shen Yuzhu: "You are so indifferent."

Xie Yuanshi: "Well, Your Majesty likes it."

Your Majesty does, and has for many years.

Shen Yuzhu pushed aside his sweaty forehead hair, kneaded the most sensitive and fragile part of his ear bones with his slender fingers, and watched Xie Yuanshi's earlobe dyed crimson, "Change your name."

Xie Yuanshi turned his head to avoid his hand to no avail, and responded in a small voice: "Brother Prince."

"here I am."

Shen Yuzhu pinched the base of his finger gently, "Do you know that your prince brother has missed you for many years?"

Xie Yuanshi curled his fingers, "I know."

Shen Yuzhu's eyes were deep: "Then do you know how jealous I am of him?"

Xie Yuanshi's arms and wrists were numb, but instead he held Shen Yuzhu's hand limply, "You... What are you jealous of him for?"

Because he can love you without any scruples, and he can get a response from you without distance, even if they didn't know each other's mind so clearly at that time.

Shen Yuzhu: "After His Majesty ascends the throne, the son of the King of Qin will be the King of Qin."

It is no longer the companion who would read with him in everything, go spring hunting together, go boating together and investigate corruption together, talk about when he is happy, talk about when he is sad, ask him to help copy books, ask him to carry , can play pranks, act coquettishly, and play tricks...

I want him to be as unscrupulous as before, I want him to be as unscrupulous as before.

Xie Yuanshi withdrew his palm and stuck it to Shen Yuzhu's heart. Although his tone was a bit broken, his gentleness was outrageous: "But, the crown prince has always been an elder brother, and your majesty is already a husband."

Shen Yuzhu leaned against his cheek: "Call again."

Xie Yuanshi: "Husband."

"Ah."

Taking the world as a lesson, Xie Yuanshi really meant it when he said this.

It's a pity that he regretted it before the night passed.

"Husband."

"En." Shen Yuzhu kissed his ear.

"His Majesty."

"Well, here it is."

"Shen Yuzhu!"

"Here, what's wrong?"

Xie Yuanshi kicked twice and was held down by Shen Yuzhu, he said patiently and meticulously in a soft voice: "Don't kick the quilt, you will catch a cold."

"Uh..." Xie Yuanshi: "I'm sleepy."

Shen Yuzhu: "You should blame Mrs. Hua."

Xie Yuanshi was confused: "Why."

Shen Yuzhu: "Because he invited Imperial Physician Zhao away, Liu Xi went to the Imperial Hospital but couldn't find Imperial Physician Zhao. As a result, the people from the Imperial Hospital sent two days of health-preserving soup to Changle Palace, five meals."

Xie Yuanshi was stunned, and his sleepiness disappeared, "Have you drank all of it?"

Shen Yuzhu: "I didn't drink."

"Then why are you still relying on others?"

Shen Yuzhu: "If I can't reach the level of five bowls of health-preserving soup, wouldn't it be a waste of the kindness of Imperial Physician Zhao?"

Xie Yuanshi had never seen such a strong logic.

He raised his hand but put it down again: "Well...then you should drink tomorrow."

Shen Yuzhu: "Then don't sleep tomorrow either."

Xie Yuan hit him angrily.

Shen Yuzhu caught his useless hand and coaxed him, "Call again."

Xie Yuanshi turned his head away, seemingly uncooperative, but still said: "Husband."

Shen Yuzhu's heart was completely soft.