A Hundred Ways To Kill A Heartthrob

"I was beaten some time ago, and now I've been hit by a stone again. After a while, you and Wei Niang went to a temple outside the city to worship. Did you hear that?"

When Shi Ji heard this, he lazily raised his eyelids, and said perfunctorily: "I see, it's just a smash. I don't know how many injuries I suffered on the battlefield are worse than this..."

Before he finished his words, he took a hit on his back, and Shi Ji almost jumped out of the bed in pain.

"Mother, what are you doing?" He looked back at Mrs. Shi.

Mrs. Master's eyes were red, staring at him, "Aren't you hurt? I'll see if you hurt? Today is your brother's memorial day, and you..."

"Mother! Don't say it." Shi Ji interrupted Mrs. Shi, his face sank.

Mrs. Shi wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "You don’t like to listen, I won’t say it, but you must remember that you are the only seedling in our teacher’s family. You must be obedient. Your father is still in the study. It's uncomfortable."

Mrs. Shi sat for a while, and saw that Shi Ji was tired, she got up and left. Before leaving, she told the servant girl who was waiting, "The young master is injured today. You can take good care of it."

"Yes, ma'am." Xiao Si quickly responded.

When Mrs. Shi had just left the yard, Shi Ji got up from the bed, and Xiao Si was startled.

"Master, why are you up? Do you still have injuries on your back?"

Shi Ji got out of bed, took the robes next to him, and put on him, "I'm going out. You will lock the courtyard door later. If anyone comes, I'll say I'm asleep and no one will be seen."

As he spoke, he had already reached the door, and the young man hurriedly followed up, "Master, where are you going?"

But when I asked, it was a question of nothing. Shi Ji walked to the corner of the wall and turned over and out of the yard. He would avoid the guards in the General's Mansion when he was very young, because he had already figured out the guard's fixed patrol route, so he could easily get out of the General's Mansion.

Shi Ji was going to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Today, the mountain collapsed. Although he blocked Wen Yurong for a while, Wen Yurong was still injured. It was just that there were so many people at that time that he could not check the other party's injuries, so he was always at ease.

All the way to the prime minister's mansion, Shi Ji turned in from the back door and drilled straight into Wen Yurong's courtyard.

Those doors and locks looked like nothing to him.

When he got outside Wen Yurong's yard, he saw someone guarding him and couldn't help but stop.

When Shen Jue went out of the palace this time, in addition to the palace men, he also brought the Imperial Forest Army. At this time, those imperial forest troops were guarding their duties respectfully outside Wen Yurong's courtyard.

After Shi Ji found someone, he flashed behind the tree, and then made a slight leap and flew to the tree. He looked at the corner of the wall with people from the tree.

The night was dark, and although he could not see his face, he saw that those people had sabers.

He twisted his eyebrows slightly, why would anyone stay outside Wen Yurong's yard?

But who is Shi Ji? Even if he was injured, he could still walk around the wall quietly. When he entered the yard, he found that there were still people in the yard. Because the lantern was lit in the yard, he could see those people clearly, and two of them were still familiar faces.

It was the **** who served Shen Jue in the palace.

The **** is here, which means that Shen Jue is also here.

Shi Ji's eyes changed suddenly and he looked straight at the main house. The main house is now lighting up. Just as he was trying to draw those people away, the door of the main house suddenly opened.

Wen Yurong walked out with his hair loose, only in his coat.

"Have your majesty's medicine taken?" he asked hastily.

One **** hurriedly said, "I brought a medicine packet when I left the palace, and it was already frying. At this time, it is hot on the stove."

"Give it to me." Wen Yurong went in after speaking.

The **** soon brought the medicine over and didn't dare to go in, but knocked at the door and shouted, "Master Wen, the medicine is here."

Wen Yurong quickly opened the door, and closed the door again after receiving the medicine.

He hurriedly walked to the bed with the medicine, put it on the stool beside him, and sat on the bed to help him up.

Shen Jue glanced at the medicine, then turned his face away, "I don't want to drink it."

Wen Yurong squeezed Shen Jue's hand, "Your Majesty, be obedient."

Shen Jue frowned, "It's lonely, let's continue."

How can I continue? He only kissed each other a few times before, and Shen Jue's complexion obviously deteriorated, and he almost couldn't breathe. He even fainted for a while. Although it was only a moment, it also scared Wen Yurong.

"Your Majesty drink the medicine first, okay?" Shen Jue was very active in taking medicine before. This is the first time Wen Yurong has seen him resist drinking medicine so much.

Shen Jue's eyebrows became tighter, and it took a long time to loosen it. He glanced at Wen Yurong, "Then you feed Gu drink."

Naturally, this medicine feeding does not mean taking a porcelain spoon. Wen Yurong is extremely intelligent, so why can't he see the meaning in Shen Jue's eyes. He paused, took the porcelain spoon out, and took a sip of the medicine himself before he got close to Shen Jue's face.

Just feed the medicine bit by bit until the bottom of the bowl is empty.

Wen Yurong put down the medicine bowl and turned his head to see Shen Jue licking his lips. He seemed to feel a bit bitter, so he licked and frowned. This kind of childish behavior rarely appears in Shen Jue, especially when the other party is still an emperor.

Wen Yurong looked at it for a while, and suddenly raised his hand to wipe Shen Jue's lips, but Shen Jue didn't seem to react, his tongue licked Wen Yurong's fingers directly.

He couldn't help looking at Wen Yurong, and Wen Yurong smiled, rubbing his hand on Shen Jue's lips again, "It is stained with medicine."

After a pause, he said again: "Your Majesty will take a shower first, it will be too late later."

Shen Jue nodded, so Wen Yurong got up again and asked someone to bring water in. When Shen Jue was bathing, he was not waiting by the side, but went to another room to bathe.

Because Shen Jue was there, he didn't dare to wash for too long. After hurriedly washing, he put on his clothes, and as soon as he fastened the belt of his shirt, he heard a familiar voice.

"Why is he here?"

Wen Yurong's body stiffened and turned around and saw Shi Ji standing next to the screen. There was obviously a trace of panic in his eyes, but soon, he suppressed the panic.

He stepped forward, pulled the person behind the screen, and lowered his voice, "Why are you here?"

Shi Ji stared at Wen Yurong, his gaze gradually shifted from his face to his neck, he sneered, and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Yurong's collar open, "What are you?"

Wen Yurong twisted her eyebrows, opened Shi Ji's hand, stepped back, and hurriedly covered her collar, "What do you ask this for?"

"I haven't seen it in the daytime. This will be there. I see this trace. I was kissed. The strength is not small, Brother Yurong." The smile on Shiji's face was a little cold, "You Didn’t you say that you don’t like him? Why don’t I look at him? It’s very affectionate just to be fed."

Wen Yurong's expression became cold when she heard this, "Are you peeking around?"

"Take a peek? I came here because I was worried about your injury. What happened?" Shi Ji was so angry that he clenched his hand into a fist. He raised his hand to smash the screen next to him, but he still held it back. "Wen Yurong, he killed my brother. , You choose, do you choose him or me?"

Wen Yurong closed her eyes and sighed lightly, "Xiaozhou, there is no evidence to prove that it was your majesty's hand. You have served him by his side, haven't you? In fact, he doesn't look like the folk rumors. "

Shi Ji looked at Wen Yurong with a cold face, "Do you mean you choose him?"

"I...I didn't choose anyone, I just hope you don't treat a person too one-sidedly. What if it's not your majesty's hand?" Wen Yurong softened his voice, "Don't be so impulsive, okay? Calm down. "

calm?

How can he calm down?

This afternoon he blocked a boulder for the person in front of him. If it were not for his good health, he would not even have the strength to get up now, but the wound on his back still hurts. It hurts so much that his face is white, but the person in front of him can’t seem to see it. To.

The people in front of him just spoke good things for the sick young child, and didn't ask if his wound hurts.

How ridiculous, he paid so much for Wen Yurong, but what about Wen Yurong? He was just busy messing with the sick child on the bed.

Shi Ji gave Wen Yurong a deep look, then turned and left. Seeing this, Wen Yurong couldn't help taking a step forward, "Xiaozhou!"

Shi Ji paused, and he turned his head back, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, "Don’t call me Xiao Zhou, there is no Shi Zhou in this world, only Shi Ji. When my brother drank those cups for me Shizhou is already dead for wine."

The palace banquet in the summer of last year.

Shi Haoran and his two sons attended the meeting. Because Shi Zhou was just injured, Shi Ji did not allow him to drink. The royal wine sent by the palace clerk had to drink, but Shi Ji secretly took Shi Zhou’s wine glass and his empty glass. The glass was changed.

In fact, all the wines of the two brothers were drunk by Shi Ji alone.

That night, Shi Zhou only drank white water. The white water is poured into the wine glass, and if you don't smell it close, you can't tell whether it is wine or white water.

After the banquet was over, when they arrived at the gate of the mansion, Shi Ji suddenly had an accident, and fell to the ground before making a sound.

His brother has always been healthy, how could he suddenly die?

His grandfather Shi and Confucian assisted the emperor for three generations. After seeing Shi Ji's body, he asked Shi Ji what he had eaten at the banquet.

Shi Zhou suddenly thought of the few glasses of wine, and after a careful thought, remembered that the palace man who gave him the wine was not the same person who gave him the wine to his father and brother.

After hearing these words, Shi Tongru was silent for a long time before sighing, "I'm afraid it was the people in the palace who wanted Zhou'er's life, but I didn't expect the wine to be drunk by Ji'er."

Mrs. Shi had already cried so much that her throat became hoarse. After hearing this, her face was full of shock, "They...why do they want Zhou'er's life?"

Shi Tongru touched the Buddha beads in his hand and stared at the shadowy courtyard outside. The shadow of the tree fell on the ground, showing a bit hideous and terrifying, just like everything they experienced at that time.

"The Demon Empress and the tyrant may not be able to tolerate our teacher's family. Zhou'er has won consecutive battles some time ago and is already well-known among the people. They may be jealous, so just..."

He looked at his son, Shi Haoran, "We can’t say that Ji'er died. Thirty years ago, I played against martial arts people and learned some disguise skills, so that I can turn Ji'er into a boat. If they want to kill Zhou'er and see that Zhou'er is dead, they will definitely breathe a sigh of relief."

Shi Haoran's eyes were also red, and he just nodded to his father's words, "Everything is done according to father's instructions."

Since then, the two brothers have changed their identities and looks.

The teacher’s palace declared that Shi Zhou had passed away, but Shi Ji was actually buried, and it was the real Shi Zhou who entered the palace and served in the imperial court.

Few people knew the news that Shi Zhou was not dead, but Shi Zhou had already told Wen Yurong and told the other party that he wanted to find out the cause of his brother's death.

It's just that Shi Zhou didn't expect that Brother Yurong, who he loved and cared for, was with the murderer who might have killed his brother, and even lied to him.

He hates lying to him the most.

...

Wen Yurong heard these words and hurried forward. He wanted to grab the opponent's hand, but he was thrown away just as he touched the sleeve.

Shi Zhou took a few steps back, his eyes became red, and his eyes were filled with hatred and madness. "Brother Yurong, you can continue to be with that sick young man. One day, I will make you regret, I will make you Crying and begging me."

After speaking, he turned and jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night. Even if Wen Yurong chased to the window, he could no longer see anyone.

...

Shen Jue came out of the bath tub, got dressed, and lay back on Wen Yurong's bed. Just as soon as I lay down, the door was knocked.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager sent someone here." The voice of the leader of the Imperial Forest Army resounded outside.

After hearing this, Shen Jue sat up again.

"Call someone in."

It turned out that it was Tong Meng'er who couldn't worry about Shen Jue staying overnight. Even if it was late at night, he still asked someone to open the palace gate and send someone to pick him up.

Cheng et al put Shen Jue in the carriage, and after Shen Jue got into the carriage, he called Wen Yurong in again.

Compared with just now, Wen Yurong is obviously a little distracted now, but Shen Jue seems to have not noticed, took the person's hand, and whispered: "I will enter the palace early tomorrow morning, okay? I just want to see you early. your turn."

Wen Yurong smiled upon hearing the words, "Weichen will enter the palace early."

Shen Jue also smiled. He got up slightly and kissed Wen Yurong on the forehead before saying: "Go back early and rest. Remember to rub the medicine."

...

On the way back to the palace, Shen Jue leaned on the cushion and smiled suddenly.

After returning to the palace, Shen Jue still went to see Tong Meng'er first. Seeing that he came back safely, Tong Meng'er breathed a sigh of relief, "My dear, why are you suddenly going to the Prime Minister's Mansion? Did the queen have to send someone to pick you up?"

Shen Jue helped Tong Meng'er back to the inner hall, "It's okay, let the queen rest early, the matter tonight is bothering her."

"It's just sending someone to pick you up. Why is it troublesome to say? Yurong was injured today. You went to see him? How about people?"

"The person is okay, the injury is not serious." Shen Jue replied.

Tong Meng'er touched her chest, her expression a little sad, "Unexpectedly, Shi Zhou would have died for a year in a blink of an eye. Time flies so fast. I don't know why, the queen mother always dreams these few days, and some dreams are bad Good thing, dear, you have to be good."

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Fight! Fight!

Dregs of: red and white roses dispute, Yuk, you choose?

Wen Yurong: Who presses me, who I choose.

Shi Zhou: Forget it, I abstain.

The scum author looks at Shen Jue.

Shen Jue is busy hot lunch...

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