The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

"Mu Xi, if you give someone a birthday present, what would you normally give?" Shen Yu held the teacup and asked the maid who was tying his hair.

"Is your son going to give a gift to His Majesty?" Mu Xi thought for a while, and it seemed that recently, only His Majesty could make Shen Yu ask this question.

"That's right." Shen Yu didn't deny it.

"But... isn't the gift list already listed for the son to give?"

After Mu Xi mentioned it, Shen Yu remembered that he did let Mu Xi deal with the birthday ceremony, "Bring the gift list for me to have a look."

"Yes."

After Mu Xi was done, he went to pick up the gift list in person, "Young Master, this is the gift list that was initially set."

Shen Yu took the gift list and read it from beginning to end, but couldn't find anything wrong, but he wanted to give something else besides what was on the gift list.

Knuckles knocked on the table regularly, Shen Yu passed through his memory one by one, and tentatively ordered a few items.

Specifically, he still needs to think about it.

The next morning, Shen Yu felt the warmth beside him, and opened his eyes in confusion.

"His Majesty?"

Shang Junlin held a book and half leaned on the bedside to look through it.

"woke up?"

A low voice came from above his head, and Shen Yu rubbed his ears: "Will your majesty not go to court today?"

Usually when he woke up, Shang Junlin had already gone to court. If it wasn't for the bright sky outside, Shen Yu almost thought it was still very early.

"Have a day off today," Shang Junlin put down the book in his hand, "Didn't you say you're going to the Marquis of Zhenbei?"

Shen Yu's chaotic brain gradually became sober, and he sat up hugging the quilt: "I almost forgot if Your Majesty didn't say it."

It can be seen that he didn't take the matter of going to Zhenbei Hou's mansion at all.

"..." Shang Junlin was speechless, "I told you last night."

Shen Yu recalled what happened last night, as if Shang Junlin had mentioned it, but he was thinking about another thing recently and subconsciously ignored it.

Seeing that Shen Yu was sober, Shang Junlin called for someone to come in and serve. After the two washed up, they changed into clothes that were convenient for travel.

Shang Junlin didn't wear clothes that represented his status as an emperor, but chose a black uniform that could not tell his identity, while Shen Yu wore light-colored clothes with a snow-white fox fur.

"Is Your Majesty going to hide his identity and leave the palace?" Shen Yu looked at the man dressed as an ordinary person, his eyes lit up.

Shang Junlin has an impeccable face, sword brows and star eyes, sharp facial features, and no imperfections in every part. After fading away the Chinese clothes that represent the emperor's identity, he looks even more young and handsome.

A large part of the reason why Shen Yu can accept to live in the harem and cooperate with Shang Junlin is because of Shang Junlin's face, the more he looks at it, the more he feels that this face conforms to his own aesthetic.

"Well." Shang Junlin explained, "It's not convenient for me to leave the palace with a big fanfare right now."

Shen Yu could understand that although the case of Zhang Yushi was closed, there were still many doubts behind the scenes. In fact, there was no need for Shang Junlin to accompany him to Zhenbei Houfu at this time.

The carriage drove out from the side door in a low-key manner, and Shen Yu sat opposite Shang Junlin, "In fact, there is no need for Your Majesty to go to the Hou residence with me."

"Since I promised you, how can I regret it." Even in the not spacious carriage, Shang Junlin sat upright.

Although the carriage is not big, the interior is very comfortable. Sitting on the thick blanket, holding the stove in his hand, he does not feel cold at all.

The Marquis of Zhenbei got the news that Shen Yu was coming back early in the morning, and prepared up and down, waiting for Shen Yu to arrive.

An inconspicuous carriage approached slowly, and the Hou Zhenbei received the news early, that Shen Yu's return to the house this time was not considered a family friend, and he didn't show a courtesy car.

Entering the yard, the carriage stopped, and the one who got off first was a tall man.

The Marquis of Zhenbei was about to speak, but when he saw the man's side face clearly, he knelt down with a "pop", "Chen..."

"Don't be loud." Shang Jun said coldly.

"Yes." Zhenbei Hou wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead and stood up.

The fear of Shang Junlin is imprinted in people's hearts. Zhenbeihou has seen the brutal side of Shang Junlin's blood-washing the court. Since then, the fear of Shang Junlin in his heart has never been alleviated.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a plain white hand stretched out from the car. The Duke of Zhenbei widened his eyes and watched the terrified king gently hug the young man out of the car.

"Why doesn't my father feel any joy when he sees me?"

Zhenbeihou, who was in a trance, looked at Shen Yu and then at Shang Junlin, wondering if he was blind.

Not only did His Majesty accompany Shen Yu back to the mansion in person, but also carried people off the carriage in person? !

Hearing the gloomy voice, Marquis Zhenbei twitched the corners of his mouth: "I was just too surprised."

It's not that he hasn't heard the news of how favored his son is in the palace, but what he heard was not as powerful as what he saw with his own eyes.

With Shang Junlin present, the Marquis of Zhenbei couldn't ask Shen Yu what he thought of the Hou Mansion. The three chatted in the hall for a while, and Shen Yu was very bored. He pulled Shang Junlin's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty wants to Don't you want to see where I grew up living?"

The three were not far away, and the Marquis of Zhenbei naturally heard it. He was about to reprimand, but when he met Shang Junlin's cold eyes, he swallowed what he was about to say.

Zhenbeihou suddenly realized that the emperor is still the emperor, and that unique accommodation is only for a certain person.

"What your lord said is that the minister will bring the two over here."

"No need." Shang Junlin stood up.

Shen Yu got up and went out with Shang Junlin. The Duke of Zhenbei subconsciously wanted to follow, but was stopped by Eunuch Meng who stayed at the end.

"Master Hou stay."

Eunuch Meng had a smile on his face, but his attitude was firm.

Eunuch Meng is a celebrity in front of the emperor, and the Marquis of Zhenbei knew that this was also what the emperor meant and did not dare to disobey.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, a deep sense of remorse welled up in Zhenbeihou's heart. If he could have given Shen Yu a snack, would the future of Zhenbeihou's mansion still be worrying?

Xu Shi knew that Shen Yu was coming back, and the small courtyard where Shen Yu lived was no different from when he left.

Shen Yu took people around slowly and pointed to the small frozen pond: "In summer, the pond will be full of lotus flowers, which are very beautiful, and the lotus pods are also delicious."

"There is also a lotus pond in the palace. If you like it, I will take you to pick it when summer comes."

"Your Majesty, why are you so good?"

The two talked again, and yawned lazily.

"Go to sleep when you're sleepy." Catching the young man who almost fell, Shang Junlin frowned.

"Do you want to be with your majesty?" Shen Yu half-squinted his eyes, raised his head and asked.

"…Um."

After resting for half an hour, the two became depressed and remembered that there was still something to do.

"I heard that my younger brother broke his leg, Your Majesty, do you think I should go see him?" Shen Yu dragged his chin with a slightly worried expression on his face.

If he was seen by someone who didn't know the truth, he would probably think that he was really worried about his younger brother's body.

Shang Junlin was sitting at the table, holding the book of words that Shen Yu had read in the past. His wide sleeves were spread out on the table, and when he heard Shen Yu's words, he turned his head to look over.

His pupils are very dark, like an abyss that can't be seen to the end. At this moment, these eyes are dyed with warm colors in the sun, giving people an illusion of affection and doting.

"Didn't you just come to 'visit' your younger brother? I hope you won't be disappointed after seeing it."

"How can Your Majesty miss me so much?" Shen Yu walked to the man's side, leaned over slightly, bowed his head to the man's ear, exhaled like a blue, "Your Majesty, I will be sad."

Shang Junlin pulled Shen Yu's wrist, pulled the man into his arms, and bowed his head: "If your brother is not injured as badly as you thought, I will see you as disappointed."

"Your Majesty really understands me," Shen Yu blinked, "Then your Majesty want to come together?"

"Since your lord invited me, I am naturally disrespectful."

Zhenbei Hou's mansion was so big that the news of Shen Yu's return to the mansion could not be concealed at all. In just a few cups of tea, from the front yard to the back yard, everyone knew that Shen Yu had returned to the mansion.

The Marquis of Zhenbei does not have a wife, so the concubine is not qualified to go to the front hall to welcome guests. If she was like a lady in the past, she is barely qualified. Since the Shen Yu incident, her status in the Hou residence has plummeted, and her life is not as good as other concubines. .

When she heard the news that Shen Yu was returning to the mansion, she was visiting Shen Qingran in the side hospital.

After Shen Qingran broke his leg, he was ordered to recuperate by the Marquis of Zhenbei. It was said to be recuperation, but in fact it was house arrest in disguise, and the yard where he lived was also changed.

Shen Qingran couldn't figure out why things had developed like this, obviously Shen Yu was no longer in the Hou's residence, and could still have such a big impact on the Hou's residence.

"Mother, has he really returned to the manor?" Shen Qingran grabbed Ru Yiniang's hand, her expression gloomy.

"Yes, but I heard that I came back in an ordinary carriage, and the rumors that I want to come to the outside world are not true." Every time I heard the news of how Shen Yu was favored in the palace, the remorse in my aunt's heart grew a little more.

If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have pushed the opportunity to enter the palace on Shen Yu.

"I knew he wouldn't have such a good life, mother, what should we do now?"

"You said before that you met a noble person, but Er," Ru Yiniang grabbed her son's hand tightly, "We don't have many opportunities to seize now, you must seize this opportunity!"

"Tell mother, what is the status of that noble person, and where have you developed?"

Hearing Ru Concubine's words, Shen Qingran's face changed. For the time being, he can only guess that the person is from the royal family. That person has never told him his true identity. As for the relationship between the two...

Shen Qingran's face became even more ugly when he thought of the people he couldn't get in touch with recently.

Noticing Shen Qingran's ugly face, Ru Yi Niang had a bad premonition, and hesitantly said, "Ran'er..."

"Mother, don't worry," Shen Qingran gritted her teeth, "I will never let Shen Yu feel better!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect that younger brother Qingran was still thinking about me when he was ill. It's really touching."

The joking voice came, and Shen Qingran's mother and son looked up and saw Shen Yu and a man in a dark cloth standing closely together, and the servant stood behind them huddling, for I don't know how long they had been here.

"Brother is so open-mouthed, but beware of the other leg." The gloomy voice was laughing, but the maliciousness in his tone was undisguised.

"Depressed!" Shen Qingran was so angry that his eyes darkened. Looking at the two people who were close in appearance, he suddenly smiled, "You go out of the palace to meet your lover, does your majesty know?"

"Private meeting lover?" Shen Yu tilted his head, "Do you mean him?"

Because of Shen Yu's words, Shang Junlin, who was watched by everyone with strange eyes: "..."