The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

The young man's voice was very soft, and the ending sound seemed to hide a hook, a little bit aroused the beautiful thoughts in his heart.

Shang Junlin's throat rolled violently.

"Ayu has to talk."

The palace servants bowed their heads one after another, wishing that they were the pillars.

Shen Yu let go of the red clothes and turned to look at the other pieces. The rest were light in color, in line with Shen Yu's usual dressing style.

In addition to the ones held by the palace servants, there are still others that have not yet been completed. There is only Shen Yu in the harem, and there are orders from Shang Junlin. All the good ones are used tightly by Shen Yu.

"Why would your majesty want them to make a red dress?" Shen Yu usually doesn't wear this color very often, and his status as a noble is not suitable for wearing a red dress in the palace.

"The red body Ayu wore last time is very beautiful."

And the night of their first time, Shen Yu was also dressed in red, blooming slowly in front of him, blooming to the extreme, the depression and beauty that night made him unable to take his eyes away.

Shen Yu did what he said, and changed the red shirt to appear in front of Shang Junlin that night.

Shen Yu's stature has grown a little longer, and his facial features are more bright, showing a scorching beauty against the background of his red clothes.

"Your Majesty, does it look good?" Shen Yu approached unhurriedly.

Since Shen Yu came out wearing this dress, Shang Junlin's eyes never took his eyes off him, his eyes were hot. If his eyes could be turned into reality, Shen Yu felt that he was going to be ignited.

"It's beautiful." Shang Junlin's voice was hoarse, with a strong desire.

Different from the last time, today's Shen Yu was neatly dressed, his long hair was tied behind his head with a headband of the same color, and the red clothes tightly wrapped him, not revealing a bit, but it was even more exciting.

Shen Yu walked towards Shang Junlin, and before he got close, he was pulled into his arms by the man: "No matter what Ayu wears, no one in my heart can match it."

Feeling the change in the man's body, a hint of playfulness flashed in Shen Yu's eyes: "I can only see what Your Majesty said tonight."

Shang Junlin held his wrist and poked in from his wide sleeve: "The ten-day period has come."

Shen Yu held down the man's hand in his sleeve, and swept his eyes slantingly: "Your Majesty forgot that time during the day, it's not ten days away from now."

"Ayu..." Shang Junlin grabbed the earlobe near Chi Chi and ground it with his teeth.

The numbness spread from the earlobe, the depression trembled, and the hand on the man's shoulder unconsciously grasped.

There were a few folds on the flat black dragon robe in an instant.

Shen Yu was imprisoned by Shang Junlin in his arms, there was no escape, he could only let the man's kiss fall on his face, on his lips, on his neck... all the way down.

The red petals stretched out, revealing the white snow inside, and soon, red plum blossoms bloomed on the snow.

Shen Yu raised his head high, and drew a graceful arc on his neck.

The red rope slipped, and the long black hair spread out on the couch, a few strands fell on the chest, mixed with the man's drooping hair, regardless of you and me.

Half of the red clothes fell on the couch and half on the ground. The candles were bright, and the shadows were faintly swaying. Occasionally, a few low-pitched hums could be heard.

The red candle was lit all night.

When he woke up the next day, Shen Yu was in pain all over his body. He propped himself up and sat up, not knowing where he was, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Shang Junlin lifted the curtain of the bed, saw the depression sitting up slowly, and hurriedly reached out to help him: "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

"What time is it?" Shen Yu sat up slowly with Shang Jun's strength.

"Not before noon."

Compared to the previous few times, Shen Yu woke up earlier this time.

Shang Junlin brought honey water to feed Shen Yu, and Shen Yu sat even more uncomfortable, and instructed Shang Junlin: "Your Majesty, come and lean on me."

Shang Junlin sat on the bed according to his words, took Shen Yu into his arms, put his hands on Shen Yu's waist, and squeezed neither light nor heavy.

"Still suffering?"

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Shen Yu asked angrily. He called and stopped several times last night, scolded and scolded, cried and cried, Shang Junlin not only refused to stop, but even harder, as long as Shen Yu made a little sound, Shang Junlin will become more excited, depressed and unable, so he has to try his best not to make a sound.

"Where is Ayu uncomfortable, I will press it for you."

Shen Yu lay relaxed on Shang Junlin and asked a man to massage him. I have to say that Shang Junlin was very talented in this regard. After the massage, Shen Yu's body was obviously less sore.

After the discomfort on his body was relieved, Shen Yu got up from the bed. When he was awake, he didn't like lying on the bed very much.

In addition to being in bed, Shang Junlin will always rely on him for whatever Shen Yu wants to do.

Shen Yu changed his clothes, and he was still wearing light blue today. I don't know where the red clothes were taken by Shang Junlin. He asked Mu Xi, and Mu Xi said that he had not seen it.

Thinking of the traces left on the red clothes, Shen Yu felt that it would be better if Mu Xi didn't know.

The news of Subei kept coming back, and Shen Yu also knew that Jiang Huaiqing and He Chengyu were pretending to be businessmen to find a breakthrough from the other side.

Coincidentally, Yan Zheng also came back with the news.

He has been in business for many years and has his own way. Although the relationship between Dahuan and Beimo is currently relatively tense, after he arrived in Beimo, he did not get much trouble because he managed well in advance. Instead, the goods he brought were strongly welcomed. .

Beimo and Dahuan people have different habits. They are nomads and live on the grassland all year round. Their clothing and living habits are very different from those of Dahuan, but this does not prevent Beimo women from loving Dahuan women's clothing.

The things that Yan Zheng brought were welcomed by women from various families in the capital, not to mention Bei Mo, who was always inferior to Da Huan in this regard.

Because most of what he sells is women's products, which are useless in the eyes of many Beimo men, so the defense against him is not very high.

From the beginning, Yan Zheng was only able to contact ordinary Beimo women to gradually being able to contact noble girls, and even got in touch with royal women under the recommendation of these noble girls.

While getting closer to these people, he quietly probed Bei Mo's movements.

"Is Boss Yan going back to Dahuan?"

In the evening, Yan Zheng attended a banquet hosted by the nobles of Beimo at the invitation of a noble lady.

Yan Zheng took a sip of wine and said helplessly: "You saw it too, my goods are almost sold out, I have to go back to buy them."

"You Dahuan's things are so beautiful, if only I could go and have a look." The woman who spoke was wearing a delicately crafted buoy on her head, and her lip color was also very beautiful. fat.

"I also think that before I met Boss Yan, I never knew that there are so many colors of mouth grease, and there are special ones for cleansing the face and washing hands. Now my body is fragrant every day, and I like this smell. ."

"Can your Dahuan women have these things at birth?"

"That's not true," Yan Zheng smiled, "These are new products in the capital, and they haven't been popular in Dahuan for a few days. It was because of my luck that I was able to get the goods to sell in Beimo. You can't get this stuff anywhere, and that's why I have to go back."

"So, these items are not available to everyone in Dahuan?" Several noble ladies looked at each other with excitement in their voices.

"Naturally, I can guarantee that I can't buy these anywhere else but in my hands."

"Next time Boss Yan comes, will he bring different goods? I heard that Dahuan's women like to decorate their nails beautifully. Can Boss Yan bring some decorative nails next time? "

The other women mentioned a lot of things they wanted, Yan Zheng answered them one by one, and asked casually, "A lot of the items you mentioned are commonly used in Dahuan, did no one come to sell them before?"

"Yes, yes, those people are not like Boss Yan, they are all for us, and we can't use the things they bring."

Yan Zheng's eyes moved slightly: "What do they usually sell?"

"Salt, iron, tea..." The ladies had been dealing with him for a long time and didn't think much about it.

"These are really different from what I sell."

"Boss Yan, don't be like them, remember to bring some more suitable for us when you come back."

At the end of the banquet, many people were drunk, and Yan Zheng also took this opportunity to ask a lot of useful information.

It can be said that Yan Zheng's trip to the Northern Desert was quite rewarding. The goods he brought were far more popular than he thought, and the return date was earlier than planned.

Yan Zheng took the caravan back to Dahuan, because he had a good relationship with many noble girls, and he did not encounter any difficulties along the way. In Beimo, the status of women was infinitely close to that of men, and the power in their hands was not comparable at all. With few men, no one would provoke Yan Zheng and his caravan under their shelter.

When we went there, the caravans brought mostly women’s products. When they came back, they were almost all kinds of items purchased in Beimo. Dahuan’s items were very popular in Beimo. Similarly, some items in Beimo were very popular in Beimo. Huan is also very popular.

After leaving Beimo and arriving at the Subei boundary, Yan Zheng contacted Yinlongwei, who was dormant in Subei, through the method Shen Yu gave before he came, and revealed all the news he had inquired in Subei.

In order to avoid the other party's suspicion, he didn't dare to inquire too deeply, but because of his dealings with those women, he had a general understanding of the internal situation of Bei Mo.

After that, he didn't stay much in Subei and continued to take the caravan south.

The news of Yinlongwei arrived in the capital earlier than Yan Zheng and his caravan.

"Iron, salt..." Shang Junlin pressed his fingers hard, and creases appeared on the secret letter, "These are expressly prohibited from being sold to other countries. Seeing the news from Yinlongwei, they have done more than one or two. Transaction!"

"These people may be related to the Beimo people who stayed in Subei. Has there been progress on Mr. Fang's side?"

"The officials headed by Fang Jiayi and Bei Mo entered into the second negotiation. This time the result was very smooth. They are willing to send the supplies back, but they have not yet caught the handle of those who are lurking in Subei."

Subei just experienced a disaster. On the one hand, in order to stabilize the hearts of the people, and on the other hand, in order not to disturb the public, this incident was not made public, and only those involved knew the inside story.

"Speaking of which, Fang Jiayi has contributed to the success of this negotiation. The news from Subei said that at the beginning, the person watching the negotiation in Beimo was a woman, and she laughed a lot. As a result, Fang Jiayi only spent a few minutes. Just a few words made the opponent shut up, and he was even more able to force the opponent to retreat."

Shang Junlin stroked Shen Yu's hair, "Thanks to Ayu's suggestion, Dahuan has added another strong general."