Shang Junlin felt the side of his neck being bitten. With the previous experience, he didn't dare to use too much force this time. He only used the tip of his teeth to bite a small piece of skin and gently rubbed it.
This was undoubtedly more unbearable than direct pain.
Shen Yu was tightly held in the man's arms. He couldn't move and could only let Shang Junlin do whatever he wanted.
"Didn't His Majesty acquiesce?" Shen Yu asked while breathing unsteadily.
Shen Yu had hinted to Shang Junlin from the beginning that he wanted to meet Gu Huai alone. He originally thought that Gu Huai would meet Shang Junlin face to face. After all, in his memory, Gu Huai had always been a decisive and ruthless person. In order to achieve his goal, he would put everything aside.
Maybe it was because Imperial Physician Gu was still alive in this life, so Mad Wolf was willing to put shackles on himself.
"What are you thinking about?" Noticing that Shen Yu was absent-minded, Shang Junlin increased his strength as if he was punishing him.
Shen Yu didn't have time to think about anything else.
"I think His Majesty just found a random reason to bite me." Shen Yu muttered discontentedly.
"How can His Majesty think so? If His Majesty didn't refuse to take the initiative, I wouldn't have to take it personally."
The wet feeling turned to the side of his face and spread all the way up to his delicate jawline, small chin, and finally fell to the corner of his lips.
Shang Junlin stared at the soft lips in front of him. His eyes were as dark as the abyss. He once kissed the lips of the young man when he was unconscious. Even though there was a bitter medicine between them, he couldn't ignore the touch at that moment.
It was so soft.
With the body temperature of the young man, just a touch could bring an indescribable shiver.
At that time, he was in a hurry to feed the young man the medicine and ignored all other feelings. Only when he thought about it later, the feeling of being ignored emerged from the depths of his memory.
It was deeply rooted in his mind.
Feeling the man's breath getting closer and closer to his lips, Shen Yu tilted his head. The man's kiss that should have fallen on his lips fell to the corner of his lips.
Shen Yu stubbornly tilted his head and refused to let Shang Junlin's lips touch his.
"Why is A Yu unwilling?" Shang Junlin did not force her. He continued to peck and nibble on Shen Yu's face, leaving waves of numbness.
Shen Yu himself couldn't tell the reason. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel wronged. "Let go of me."
Shang Junlin compromised.
He kissed Shen Yu's forehead to comfort her and let her go.
Shen Yu slid down from Shang Junlin's body and sat aside. She looked a little dazed.
"Why do you feel wronged?" Shang Junlin got up and squatted in front of Shen Yu. "A Yu, you and I are husband and wife. It's normal for us to do these intimate things. I know you might not be used to it for the time being. I'll wait for you to get used to it."
He had given them enough leeway, but he was also strong enough that they could not refuse.
Shen Yu touched his face blankly. "Am I so obvious?"
"A Yu is about to slap your unwillingness on my face." Shang Junlin held Shen Yu's hand and squeezed it gently. "You and I are husband and wife. We can do any intimate things."
Shen Yu didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't resist Shang Junlin's intimacy. He even liked it a little. However, he didn't want to break through the last line. It was as if something was warning him that once he broke through, something he didn't want to see would happen.
"I know." After a moment of silence, Shen Yu whispered, "I will …"
Shang Junlin covered his lips with his palm and interrupted his unfinished words. "It's my fault for making A Yu feel uneasy. A Yu doesn't have to force yourself to cater to me."
What Shang Junlin wanted was a willing Shen Yu. He could feel that Shen Yu had a knot in his heart. Although he didn't know where this knot came from, he would find a way to untie it.
"Your Majesty, hug me." Shen Yu was never sad. Putting away those messy thoughts, Shen Yu thought to himself: Let nature take its course. If something really happened, he believed that he had the ability to solve it.
Shang Junlin stood up, leaned over, and held Shen Yu tightly in his arms.
The man's biting cold breath gradually filled the empty space. Shen Yu was surrounded by the familiar breath and his heart gradually calmed down.
"After returning to the palace, I'll make tea for Your Majesty. What would Your Majesty like to drink?" Shen Yu put his hands around the man's waist and buried his face in the man's arms.
"As long as it's made by A Yu, I'll like it."
The commotion caused by Cang Qi Mountain was too big. Although the news was blocked, some ministers still received the news that His Majesty and the Emperor had been assassinated. It was also at this time that they found out that Shang Junlin had taken Shen Yu out of the palace.
Admonishing memorials poured in like dancing snowflakes. They all urged Shang Junlin to stay in the palace and not make trouble.
Nothing happened this time.
It could be said that he was lucky. Who could guarantee that there wouldn't be any problems next time? What if there was?
Shen Yu casually flipped through a few memorials piled up on the short table. They were all urging Shang Junlin to return to the palace.
"Their memorials all talk about these things?" Shen Yu was slightly speechless.
"There are also some that talk about serious matters." Shang Junlin pointed to a small pile of memorials in front of him.
Shen Yu put back the memorials in his hand, walked to Shang Junlin and sat down. "Your Majesty can leave those unimportant ones to your ministers. It's too much of a waste of time for Your Majesty to look through them personally."
"The Emperor's words are reasonable. Why don't the Emperor help me?"
"While you're at it, leave those unimportant ones for Your Majesty to deal with?" Shen Yu bumped Shang Junlin.
"The Emperor and I are indeed of the same mind." After speaking, Shang Junlin pushed part of the memorials in front of Shen Yu.
Shen Yu saw Fang Daren's name in the memorials. He took out the memorials and pushed them in front of Shang Junlin. "Is there any result on Prince Yue's matter?"
Shang Junlin opened the memorials. The contents of the memorials were some of the information that Fang Daren had found. The details would be presented in the form of files after being sorted out.
"We have to wait for a while." Shang Junlin wanted to take this opportunity to find out what the previous Emperor had left for Prince Yue.
In the secret prison.
Prince Yue thought that he would be able to get out soon. A few days later, he couldn't help but start to panic.
No one interrogated him. Except for two meals a day, when the jailer came to deliver food, he almost never saw him. Shang Junlin seemed to have forgotten about him.
The process of waiting was always torturous, especially when there was no one to talk to. Prince Yue became more and more impatient.
He couldn't help but think: Why didn't Shang Junlin interrogate him? Where were his people? Why was there no movement at all? What was happening outside? Shang Junlin dared to attack him. Did he really not care about the previous Emperor? … …
Prince Yue's biggest reliance was the things that the previous Emperor had left for him. It was also because of these things that he could have such thoughts. It was obvious that the previous Emperor favored him the most. Otherwise, why would the previous Emperor give those things to him?
It was easy to feed a person's ambition, let alone a prince who had been indoctrinated with the idea of fighting for power and profit since childhood.
With each passing day, Prince Yue became more and more anxious. Finally, when the jailer came to deliver food, he couldn't help but stop him: "I want to see His Majesty!"
The jailer knew this person's identity. He also knew that the higher-ups had ordered him to only lock him up and not do anything. He didn't know what the higher-ups were thinking. The jailer didn't dare to hide the news and reported it to the higher-ups.
In the blink of an eye, Shang Junlin received the news from the secret prison.
"Is His Majesty going to see him?" Shen Yu sat by the window. He held his sleeves with one hand and held the teapot with the other. He slowly poured out the steaming hot tea.
The beauty sat by the window and boiled the tea smoothly. No matter how one looked at it, it was a kind of visual enjoyment.
They had already returned to the palace. Seeing that the ministers were about to give up if His Majesty didn't return to the palace, and Shen Yu's health was getting better, it was more convenient to stay outside the palace. After discussing, they decided to return to the palace in advance.
After returning to the palace, the ministers really stopped. Finally, they didn't have to find a pile of memorials to persuade the Emperor to return to the palace. Shen Yu was greatly relieved.
"There's no need to see him." Shang Junlin walked to the opposite side of Shen Yu and sat down, admiring the young man's movements.
Compared to seeing Prince Yue, he preferred to stay with Shen Yu in Yuzhang Palace. Even if he didn't do anything, he would still be in a good mood.
Shen Yu deftly put the brewed tea in front of Shang Junlin: "Would Your Majesty like to try it?"
Shang Junlin picked up the cup and took a sip. The fragrance lingered in his mouth for a long time. He praised: "A Yu has good skills."
"I learned it in my free time. It's good that Your Majesty likes it." Shen Yu also poured a cup for himself. He learned how to brew tea when he went to Prince Yue's fief in his previous life. He learned it in order to help Prince Yue win over a reclusive great scholar. Later, it gradually became a pure hobby.
Shen Yu was affected by his health. There were many things that he couldn't do. When he brewed tea, he could calm down and not think about those scheming things. Over time, this habit was retained.
"I don't know if Young Master Jiang and Young Master He have guessed our identities." Shen Yu held the teacup, "I hope both of you can be successful."
He Chengyu and Shen Yu didn't know. He didn't have any interaction with this person in his previous life. However, he knew about Jiang Huaiqing. If he wasn't implicated, he would definitely be able to rise to the top.
"A Yu thinks highly of these two people?" Shang Junlin rubbed the cup in his hand, "A Yu has good taste. He Chengyu is the most outstanding person among the younger generation of the He family in Jiangnan. The He family in Jiangnan hasn't been an official since the reign of the previous Emperor. I don't know why they are willing to let their most outstanding younger generation participate in this competition."
"They probably feel that Your Majesty is someone they can pledge their loyalty to. Why should Your Majesty care?
What are they thinking? If He Chengyu is really as outstanding as the rumors say, wouldn't he be able to display his strength better by serving the country? "
Otherwise, why would there be a saying of "Learn both civil and martial arts and serve the Emperor's family"?
"A Yu is really …" Shang Junlin shook his head, "A Yu has been paying attention to Jiang Huaiqing. Is he really that outstanding?"
"How should I put it? How about I make a bet with Your Majesty? If the winner this time is Jiang Huaiqing, Your Majesty will agree to one of my requests. How about it? "
"If A Yu loses, can you take the initiative to kiss me?" Shang Junlin pointed at his lips, "Kiss here."
Shen Yu thought about it and agreed.
"Your Majesty's orders have been completed." Eunuch Meng walked in with his head lowered.
Shang Junlin put down his teacup and stood up, "A Yu, come with me. I want to show you something."
"What do you want to see?"
Shang Junlin walked in front of Shen Yu and held his hand. The two of them walked out side by side.
Eunuch Meng followed behind the two of them. He looked down and thought to himself, "Your Majesty is really paying more and more attention to Guijun. Now that he's interacting with Guijun, he doesn't even have much of an Emperor's etiquette left."
Passing through the corridor, what came into view was a century-old tree with thick branches. Under the tree, there was a swing quietly hanging from it.
"I couldn't restore your original swing, so I had them make a new one according to your preferences. Do you like it?" Shang Junlin looked at the side of the young man's face. His eyes were filled with tenderness.
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