The dancer moved very quickly and brought along a fragrance. Shen Yu subconsciously held his breath, but he still smelled it.
Shang Junlin moved even faster. He protected Shen Yu with one hand and threw the plate on the table outside.
The Hidden Dragon Guards who were guarding outside the Main Hall broke through the door and entered.
The assassination had ended before it even started.
The dancer was quickly subdued, and the rest of the dancers were also restrained.
Shang Junlin walked down with Shen Yu in his arms.
The dancer knelt on the ground and did not say a word. The dagger in her hand was knocked to the ground. Shen Yu noticed that the dagger was glowing with a blue light. It was obviously poisoned.
The banquet was forced to stop. After a short moment of panic, the officials regained their senses and stood aside to protect their family members.
Including the assassination during the Autumn Hunt, this was the second assassination attempt this year.
Shang Junlin took the sword from the guard and lifted the dancer's chin. He looked at her coldly and asked, "Who ordered you to come?"
The dancer's gaze stopped on Shang Junlin for a while before it fell on Shen Yu.
Shen Yu frowned.
He felt a little dizzy. He was probably affected by the fragrance. Since he was young, he could not accept certain fragrances. Coincidentally, the fragrance that he smelled just now was one of them.
"This..."
When the officials saw this scene, some of them were quick-witted. They had already recalled that the dancer only attacked after Shen Yu swept the cup to the ground.
Shen Yu also recalled what happened just now. His mind was very muddled now. It was difficult for him to even think, let alone figure out what happened.
Shen Yu clenched his hands tightly. He wanted to stay awake, but his consciousness was getting more and more muddled.
Shang Junlin felt that something was wrong with him. He retracted his gaze and looked at the young man in his arms, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Shen Yu shook his head. He couldn't faint at this time. Under the watchful eyes of the public, the dancer attacked him because he dropped the cup. If he couldn't solve this problem as soon as possible, it would be very troublesome in the future.
Even if Shang Junlin believed him, the court officials would not. Since the dancer dared to do this, she must have a backup plan. If they continued to investigate, they would most likely find him.
Shen Yu bit the tip of her tongue hard, trying to wake herself up. The stimulation brought by the pain dispelled the fog in her mind. Seeing that it was effective, Shen Yu quickly reached out and grabbed the sword in Shang Junlin's hand.
The sharp blade cut open his skin, and blood flowed down the blade.
"A Yu!" Shang Junlin wanted to withdraw his sword, but Shen Yu held it tightly. If he exerted force, he would definitely cause more damage to Shen Yu.
The dancer's expression changed slightly, as if she hadn't expected him to hurt her.
A sharp pain came from his palm, and his mind became clearer and clearer.
Shen Yu curved his lips and smiled. The smile was cold and didn't reach his eyes.
Shang Junlin kept exerting force on Shen Yu's shoulder, and his other hand almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword. He let go of Shen Yu's shoulder and stroked his face. There was a slight tremble in his voice: "A Yu, let go. Be good."
The court officials were stunned by what was happening in front of them. They didn't understand why things suddenly developed to this point.
Shen Yu withdrew from the man's arms. His body swayed a bit, and then he slowly stood firm.
One of his hands was still holding the sharp blade, and the blood stained his sleeve. It was painful to look at, but he seemed to feel nothing and took a step forward.
This step completely exposed him in the eyes of the dancer.
Looking at the dancer's incredulous eyes, Shen Yu's smile became bigger and bigger.
"A Yu!"
Shang Junlin grabbed Shen Yu's wrist with his free hand: "If you have something to say, we can talk. Let go first, don't hurt yourself."
Shen Yu looked back at Shang Junlin.
This was the first time that Shang Junlin saw such an expression on Shen Yu's face. It was strange, but also very moving.
He felt his heart beating violently in his chest. He didn't know if it was because he was afraid or because he was moved.
He was afraid that Shen Yu would be hurt, but he was crazily moved by the young man whose whole body was screaming danger.
Shen Yu saw the worry in Shang Junlin's eyes. His wrist felt hot, and his fingers loosened little by little.
"Clang!" The sword fell to the ground.
"Someone, summon the imperial physician!" Shang Junlin quickly went to check Shen Yu's hand.
Shen Yu's hand was covered with blood. The blood meandered to the gaps between his fingers, and it was hard to tell where the wound was.
Shang Junlin carefully held Shen Yu's hand. His eyes were so red that they almost burned his eyes. He didn't dare to use force, and could only carefully hold Shen Yu's hand in his palm.
"Does it hurt?" Shang Junlin's voice was very soft, but the heartache in his tone couldn't be ignored.
Shen Yu's fingers curled up, but Shang Junlin pinched them with his other hand: "Don't move, it will bleed."
Shen Yu stared at his hand for a while. Under the stimulation of the pain, he reluctantly recovered his thoughts: "… It doesn't hurt."
How could it not hurt?
Shang Junlin only looked at it, but he felt the pain. He had fought in the battlefield when he was young, and had suffered countless injuries. If this injury appeared on his own body, he wouldn't even frown. But when this injury appeared on Shen Yu's body, he couldn't tolerate it.
Eunuch Meng was already stunned by what was happening in front of him. When he heard Shang Junlin's voice, he came back to his senses. He quickly ordered several little eunuchs to call the imperial physician.
Mu Xi stood on the side. She wanted to come closer, but she didn't dare to.
She had been with Shen Yu for many years and had seen many sides of Shen Yu. But she had never seen Shen Yu like this. He was full of the word "dangerous".
The injured hand was carefully held in the palm of Shang Junlin's hand. Blood flowed down his palm and soaked their sleeves.
Shen Yu blinked and pulled his hand back from the man's hand. He half-squatted in front of the dancer and asked the same question as Shang Junlin: "Who ordered you to do this?"
Although it was the same question, the dancer knew that Shang Junlin was asking who ordered the assassination, while Shen Yu was asking who ordered the framing.
"Master, it was you who ordered it …"
"Really?" Shen Yu suddenly reached out and grabbed the dancer's neck: "The person behind you didn't really think that he could throw dirty water on me with just a few words, did he?"
His fingers tightened, and the dancer's breathing became difficult. Her face became more and more ugly.
Shen Yu used his injured hand. The more strength he used, the more blood flowed out of the wound.
As if the blood that flowed out wasn't his own, Shen Yu didn't even frown.
His wrist was grabbed again. Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu from behind: "A Yu, be good. Let go of your hand first. I know that this matter has nothing to do with you. Let me see your hand …"
Shang Jun Lin managed to pry Shen Yu's hand away with great difficulty and tightly restrained his wrist to prevent him from doing anything to hurt him again.
Mu Xi handed over a clean handkerchief. Shang Junlin carefully bandaged the wound on Shen Yu's hand.
"Your Majesty, take the assassin away first." The Prime Minister walked out and said.
Shang Junlin held Shen Yu in his arms: "Take him away and interrogate the person behind the scenes. If you can't find anything, don't even think about keeping your official hats."
"Your Majesty, what if …" Another Prime Minister stood out and carefully looked at the young man who was firmly protected in Shang Junlin's arms.
"There won't be any 'what if'. Your Majesty and I have been together day and night. If you really have disloyalty, why would you go through so much trouble to assassinate me?"
Shen Yu wanted to say something, but he was held in the man's arms. Shang Junlin lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, I will take care of it."
Shen Yu struggled twice, but he was suppressed by the man. Shang Junlin was really scared. In order to prevent him from hurting himself, Shang Junlin had to hold him tightly in his arms.
His breath was full of the familiar scent. His strong arms held a safe space. Shen Yu's tense mind slowly relaxed.
The Imperial Physician hurried over. The Main Hall was in a mess. Shang Junlin carried Shen Yu to the back of the hall. The Prime Minister and Fang Jun were left to deal with the matters in front.
Imperial Physician Gu had already learned about the general situation on the way. He first checked the pulse, then treated Shen Yu's wound.
The handkerchief was untied, and the blood on his palm was wiped away little by little. Shen Yu shrank his fingers in pain.
Shang Junlin held his wrist, and his voice was indiscernible: "Do you feel pain now?"
The pain constantly stimulated the nerves. Shen Yu's mind was sometimes confused and sometimes sober. He looked at Shang Junlin for a while, then leaned over to his face and bit his chin.
It was not heavy, and he didn't even feel pain.
Shang Junlin only felt that his heart was lightly stung, and it was sore and numb.
He held Shen Yu's head and let him lean on his shoulder. He asked Imperial Physician Gu: "How is A Yu's condition?"
"The wound on his hand is a bit deep. Don't let it come into contact with water for a short period of time. He also needs to avoid certain foods. This official will list some precautions. Also, this official wants to check what your Majesty ate today."
"What's the matter?"
Shen Yu rubbed Shang Junlin's shoulder and whispered: "It's a fragrance. I can't stand the fragrance of that dancer."
"If you can't stand it, then why were you so close to her just now?"
Shen Yu admitted that he was in the wrong, so he didn't say anything.
Imperial Physician Gu checked Shen Yu's pulse again. At Shen Yu's request, he also checked Shang Junlin's pulse. Without a doubt, Shang Junlin didn't have any problems. The fragrance only worked on Shen Yu.
Shang Junlin called Eunuch Meng over and whispered a few words to him. Eunuch Meng left the back of the hall and went to do what Shang Junlin instructed.
"Will this fragrance affect A Yu's body?" Shang Junlin held Shen Yu's injured hand and didn't dare to use too much strength.
"At present, other than causing a certain degree of drowsiness, there won't be any other symptoms. This official needs to observe for a few days to see what will happen next," Imperial Physician Gu answered cautiously.
Shang Junlin rubbed Shen Yu's fingers and didn't say anything.
Imperial Physician Gu took out the medicine from the medicine box: "This is for external application. Apply it once a day in the morning and once a day. It's good for the recovery of the wound. This official will prescribe another prescription to remove the effects of the fragrance in your body."
Mu Xi put the medicine away. She was worried, but the Emperor was present, so she couldn't ask directly.
"Miss Mu Xi, please decoct the medicine on this prescription quickly. This official needs 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." Shen Yu coughed a few times in a low voice. Because he had lost too much blood, his face was very pale.
Shang Junlin was anxious, but he couldn't do anything. A strong sense of powerlessness swept over him. He could only hug Shen Yu harder in his arms.
The pain gradually disappeared, and his consciousness gradually became dizzy. Shen Yu resisted and shrank back when the bitter medicine entered his mouth.
"A Yu, listen to me. You won't feel uncomfortable after drinking the medicine."
Shang Junlin asked Imperial Physician Gu a lot of questions while Shen Yu was semi-conscious.
When Shen Yu regained consciousness again, he didn't know how much time had passed. The bitter taste in his mouth couldn't be removed. He pushed the man who was holding him tightly: "Your Majesty, I want to drink water."
Shang Junlin touched his face and got up to pour water for him.
After drinking a cup of water and eating a few candied fruits, the bitterness in his mouth finally dissipated a little.
Shen Yu looked around at the layout of the surroundings. They had already returned to Yuzhang Palace.
"Your Majesty, that dancer …"
"I will take care of it. A Yu, you don't have to worry," Shang Junlin helped Shen Yu sit up: "I have already handed this matter to the Prime Minister and Fang Jun to take care of it. Nothing will happen."
Shen Yu leaned against the headboard of the bed. He had already changed into his pajamas. His right hand hurt a little. He raised his hand and saw his tightly wrapped palm.
He could feel a slight pain when he moved his fingers.
Shang Junlin held his hand and stuffed it back under the quilt: "Imperial Physician Gu said that this hand can't be used for the time being, and it can't touch water."
Shen Yu nodded.
Shang Junlin pinched Shen Yu's injured finger and gently rubbed it: "A Yu, does it hurt?"
Without waiting for Shen Yu to answer, Shang Junlin continued: "I am in a lot of pain."
"Seeing A Yu injured, I am in a lot of pain."
Shen Yu suddenly swallowed the words he wanted to say and pursed his lips. His eyes revealed a complicated expression.
"With me here, what A Yu is worried about will never happen. You don't need to hurt yourself to prove anything," Shang Junlin lifted Shen Yu's chin and said in an unclear tone: "Do you remember, A Yu?"
Shen Yu looked at Shang Junlin and faintly felt that he seemed to be angry.
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