The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

Too insane.

This is everyone's first thought.

No one could have predicted that Shen Yu would say such words directly in public. If he told the emperor in private, it could barely be called fun. Now, no one dared to take Shen Yu's words as a joke.

"Your Majesty is joking. Your Majesty is the king of a country, how can there be only one man in the harem?"

The speaker deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of "man", he was reminding Shen Yu that he was just a man and could not afford the glory of monopolizing the emperor's favor.

"My lord, no matter how much you say, you can't ignore His Majesty's wishes, right? In the end, this is His Majesty's private matter, and His Majesty can do what He wants. If I say, let you dismiss all the wives and concubines in the family, and then give them to you. You don't want to stuff a few things you don't like, right?"

"You are arguing. Your Majesty is the king of a country, how can you compare with me?"

"The king of a country is a human being, and you are also human. If you don't want to give you a human, can your majesty be happy?"

Shen Yu nestled in Shang Junlin's arms, feeling the light tremor in the man's chest, and his hand was also held by the man.

"Your Majesty is right, I don't have to worry about my personal affairs."

Everyone can hear the joy in Shang Junlin's words. A crisis has disappeared. It stands to reason that the ministers should be happy, but the development of the situation does not make them happy anyway.

It is not a good thing for them to be favored by the emperor.

Some people began to regret secretly, knowing that His Majesty was unwilling, and that was the case when they were tempted. They should not have promoted the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei to enter the palace in the first place, or they should have recommended their children to enter the palace in the first place.

Compared with the inexhaustible glory and wealth, what is a little danger?

After the whole palace banquet, no one dared to comment on Shen Yu's matter again. The emperor's attitude was very clear.

After a short period of low pressure, the palace banquet became lively again.

The graceful dancer came stepping on the lotus, dancing gracefully to the moving music, and the tulle fluttered with the movement, which was an ultimate visual feast.

"The dance girls raised in the palace are different." Shen Yu poked at the meat in the bowl and sighed with emotion.

"Do you like it?" Shang Junlin asked in a vague tone.

Shen Yu was keenly aware of Shang Junlin's displeasure, and although he didn't know the reason, he still answered cautiously: "That's not true, I still prefer Your Majesty to them."

"...Well," Shang Junlin felt a little happier and reciprocated, "I also like your gentleman more."

Seeing that the air pressure of the people around him returned to normal, Shen Yu continued to enjoy singing and dancing. He had considerable patience for beautiful things, and asked Shang Junlin while watching:

"Your Majesty, do you know who arranged this dance?"

How could Shang Junlin take care of these matters, and invited Eunuch Meng: "Answer your question."

"It was arranged by the music director. If your gentleman likes it, I can let them arrange more." Eunuch Meng assisted Shang Junlin in managing the palace, and knew these little things very well.

"Meng Chang."

Hearing Shang Junlin's dispassionate voice, Eunuch Meng secretly said that it was not good. He patronized to please your noble, forgetting that His Majesty would be jealous because of this.

"This... slave..."

"Your Majesty, accompany me to watch it, okay?" Shen Yu seemed to feel nothing, hooked Shang Junlin's sleeve, and asked softly.

The displeasure in Shang Junlin's heart disappeared in an instant, and he glanced at Eunuch Meng: "Didn't you hear what you said?"

"Yes, the slave will arrange it now." Eunuch Meng sighed in his heart, or the noble lord has a way to take His Majesty.

"Your Majesty is busy with official business, so you should relax more." After Shen Yu finished speaking, he was about to eat the meat in the bowl when he was stopped by the man.

"His Majesty?"

"Cold is not good for your health," Shang Junlin turned his head and instructed the palace servant, "Go and exchange hot food for your noble lord."

The palace servants left.

Shen Yu was stunned for a while, then smiled, his eyes seemed to be full of stars: "Your Majesty is so kind."

Shang Junlin was watched by the star-filled eyes of the young man, he couldn't help but lowered his head and approached, sighing softly, "Your lord's eyes are so beautiful."

Even the most expensive gems can't match the brilliance of those eyes, which makes those who look at them involuntarily indulge in them and give up their escape.

Shang Junlin's aura of aggression was too strong, Shen Yu blinked, and moved to the side uncomfortably, always feeling that Shang Junlin looked at him differently now than before.

Fortunately, at this time, someone from the palace brought the dishes, and Shang Junlin withdrew his gaze, and the atmosphere that made me depressed and uncomfortable also disappeared.

The palace servants replaced the dishes on the table one by one, and Shang Junlin was silent for a while, then said, "Eat it while it's hot."

Under the tempting aroma, Shen Yu couldn't care less about what Shang Junlin was doing just now. After a few tastes, he put the one that felt good in Shang Junlin's bowl: "Your Majesty accompany me to eat."

The ministers under the interaction between the two could see clearly, but they had just suffered under Shen Yu, and they didn't want to ask for trouble at all, they could only pretend that they didn't see anything.

The King of Yue sat in the front of the vassal king's seat, which was not far from where Shang Junlin and Shen Yu sat, and could vaguely hear the sound from above.

Listening to the sullen and soft words talking to Shang Junlin, King Yue silently squeezed the cup tightly.

When he first approached Shen Yu, Shen Yu's attitude was always cold, and there was not much difference between him and others. It was like now, in front of Shang Junlin, with a dazzling smile, every move was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.

So... is he really just a boring stand-in for chatting and comforting?

If it weren't for the conditions, he really wanted to ask himself again, how could he be inferior to Shang Junlin, why should he be the most annoying substitute?

It's a pity that since that meeting, he never found a chance to see Shen Yu again. He sent letters to Shen Yu in the previous way, and he also dragged people to send things to Shen Yu, except that the things were returned intact and sent to him. The letters from him were like a rock sinking into the sea, and there was no reply at all.

But later, he encountered all kinds of troubles, and he was too busy to take care of himself, let alone find a chance to meet the depression who had already entered the palace.

He wanted to let the dark posts in the palace spread the news to Shen Yu, but Shang Junlin took people too closely, Yuzhang Palace was heavily guarded, and once his people emerged, they would be caught.

The great cause has not yet been completed, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be exposed at this time.

"Why is King Yue looking in a bad mood?" After Wang Li finished a glass of wine, he noticed King Yue's ugly face, and then followed his line of sight and rolled his eyes.

"Isn't it King Li?" King Yue had a bad attitude towards King Li, who had already stood in line with Shang Junlin.

"This king is in a bad mood because the calculus in his heart has come to nothing, what about King Yue?" King Li didn't mind revealing his wounds.

"You don't need to take care of this king's affairs." King Yue took a sip of his wine, and his attitude became even worse under the influence of alcohol, "King Li should be more concerned about himself, because of his own small calculus, he angered Shen Guijun, who was receiving holy favor. , don't lose your Sacred Heart because of this."

"Shen Guijun," King Li said in a deep voice, "If I had known he would be such a powerful character, he shouldn't have been allowed to enter the palace in the first place!"

"Isn't he chosen by our good majesty to enter the palace?" The King of Yue was keenly aware of something and asked deliberately.

"Could it be true that he thought he was chosen by destiny? If no one operates in private, it can be Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Wang...not necessarily Mrs. Shen." King Li explained meaningfully.

King Yue's eyes darkened, as expected.

"I just wanted to find a way-finding stone, but who ever wanted to become a road-blocking stone," King Li poured himself a glass of wine, "It's really unpredictable."

"Did you not check what kind of person was sent to the palace before you decided on the candidate?" King Yue couldn't help asking.

"What's the use of talking about this now," King Li picked up the wine glass and touched King Yue, "What we need to consider now is how to remove this obstacle."

"Aren't you shooting yourself in the foot when you tossed about it?" Thinking of depression, he remembered that he was used as a substitute, and Yue Wang's tone became more and more bad.

"Why should His Highness King Yue stab this king, it's not this king who annoys you, it should be the owner who has the grievance and the debt," King Li drank the wine in one gulp and slowly revealed his true purpose, "His Royal Highness King Yue, Might as well talk about 'Hua Tang Residence' after the palace banquet is over."

King Yue tightened the cup in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Okay."

Wang Li returned to his seat contentedly. The two were close to each other, and the brief exchange did not attract much attention.

Shen Yu has been paying part of his attention to King Yue, taking a panoramic view of the movements of King Yue and King Li, withdrew his gaze carelessly, and poured himself a glass of wine.

Before feeding it into his mouth, the hand holding the cup was held by Shang Junlin.

"Your Majesty?" Shen Yu was at a loss.

"The Imperial Physician Gu said, you'd better not drink alcohol." The big palm wrapped around the gloomy fingers, and Shang Junlin leaned slightly, and drank the wine in the glass in this posture.

"...that's my cup." Shen Yu said silently.

Shang Jun's movements paused, his lips brushed on Shen Yu's fingers inadvertently, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Is Your Majesty despising me?"

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Shang Junlin: In the future, I will have to contact at a negative distance. What if I dislike it?