The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

The dancer's movements were very fast, and there was a burst of aroma in the action. Shen Yu subconsciously held his breath, but he still smelled a little.

Shang Junlin moved faster, protecting Shen Yu with one hand, and picked up the plate on the table with the other and threw it out.

Hidden Dragon Guard, who was guarding outside the main hall, broke through the door.

An assassination has not yet begun, it has ended.

The dancers were quickly restrained, and the remaining dancers were also controlled.

Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu and walked down.

The dancer knelt on the ground without saying a word. The dagger in her hand was knocked to the ground. Shen Yu noticed that the dagger glowed with a faint blue light, which was obviously poisoned.

The banquet was forced to be suspended. After a brief panic, the ministers came back to their senses, protected their family members, and stood aside.

In addition to the assassination during the last autumn hunting, this was the second time this year.

Shang Junlin took the sword in the guard's hand, raised the dancer's chin, and looked at her coldly: "Who ordered you to come?"

The dancer's gaze stayed on Shang Junlin for a while, then fell on Shen Yu faintly.

Shen Yu frowned.

His head was a little dizzy, probably because of that scent. Since he was a child, he couldn't accept certain scents. It just so happened that the one he just smelled was one of them.

"This……"

When the ministers saw this scene, their minds were lively, and they remembered that it was just after Shen Yu swept the cup to the ground that the dancer moved her hand.

Shen Yu also remembered what happened just now. He is so confused now that even thinking has become a very difficult thing, let alone pulling out of his cocoon.

The hand on the man's clothes kept clenching, Shen Yu wanted to stay awake, but his consciousness became more and more confused.

Feeling his strangeness, Shang Junlin withdrew the gaze that forced the dancer, and looked down at the young man lying in his arms: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Yu shook his head, he couldn't pass out at this time. Under the watchful eyes of the public, the dancer started because he dropped the cup. If this problem cannot be solved as soon as possible, the follow-up will be very troublesome.

Even if Shang Junlin believed him, the courtiers would not believe it. Since the dance girl dared to do this, she would definitely have a backhand. If she checked down, most of them would find him.

Shen Yu bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to wake himself up a bit, the stimulation from the pain dispelled the fog in his mind, and seeing that it was effective, Shen Yu quickly reached out and grabbed the sword in Shang Junlin's hand.

The sharp blade cut through the skin, and blood slid down the blade.

"Ayu!" Shang Junlin wanted to withdraw the sword, but Shen Yu held it tightly. If he used force, it would definitely cause more damage to Shen Yu.

As if he didn't expect him to hurt himself, the dancer's face changed slightly.

The sharp pain came from the palm of the hand, and the mind became more and more sober.

Shen Yu hooked his lips and smiled, the smile was cold and thin, and did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Shang Junlin's hand holding Shen Yu's shoulder continued to use force, and the other hand almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword. He let go of the hand holding Shen Yu's shoulder and stroked his face, with a slight trembling in his voice: "Ayu, loose Open, listen."

The ministers were stunned by what was happening in front of them, and they did not understand why things had suddenly developed to this point.

Shen Yu pulled out of the man's embrace, swayed his body, and slowly stood up.

One of his hands was still on the sharp blade, the sleeves were stained red with blood, and it hurt to look at, but he didn't seem to be able to feel it, and took a step forward.

This step completely exposed him to the dancer's eyes.

Facing the unbelievable gaze of the dancer, the curvature of the corners of Shen Yu's mouth became larger and larger.

"Ayu!"

Shang Junlin grabbed Shen Yu's wrist holding the blade hand with the free hand, "If you have something to say, let it go first, don't hurt yourself."

Shen Yu looked back at Shang Junlin.

This is the first time Shang Junlin has seen such an expression on Shen Yu's face. It is very strange and touching.

He felt the heart beating violently in his chest, and he didn't know if it was because of fear or because of the heartbeat.

He was afraid that Shen Yu would be injured, but he was madly moved by the young man who was clamoring for danger all over his body.

Shen Yu saw the worry in Shang Junlin's expression, the touch on his wrist was hot, and his fingers loosened little by little.

With a "bang" sound, the sword fell to the ground.

"Come here, Imperial Doctor Xuan!" Shang Junlin hurriedly looked at Shen Yu's hand.

Shen Yu's hands were covered with blood, and the blood meandered to the slits of his fingers, and he couldn't tell where the wound was.

Shang Junlin held up Shen Yu's hand carefully, his eyes were so red that he almost burned his eyes. He didn't dare to use force, so he could only carefully place Shen Yu's hand in the palm of his hand.

"Does it hurt?" Shang Junlin's voice was very soft, and the distress in his tone made people want to ignore it but couldn't ignore it.

Shen Yu curled up his fingers and was pinched by the man's other hand: "Don't move, it will bleed."

Shen Yu Dingding looked at his hand for a while, and under the stimulation of pain, he reluctantly regained his thoughts: "...It doesn't hurt."

How can it not hurt?

Shang Junlin just looked at it and felt the pain. He fought on the battlefield when he was young, and the injuries he suffered were innumerable. If this injury appeared on himself, he would not even frown, but when this injury appeared When he was on Shen Yu, he couldn't bear it.

Eunuch Meng was stunned by what happened in front of him, and only recovered when he heard Shang Junlin's voice, and quickly instructed a few little eunuchs to ask for an imperial doctor.

Mu Xi stood aside, wanting to approach but not daring.

She has been with Shen Yu for many years, and has seen many faces of Shen Yu, but she has never seen Shen Yu like now, and the word "dangerous" is revealed everywhere.

The injured hand was carefully held in the palm of the man's palm, and the blood flowed down the palm, soaking the sleeves of the two of them.

Shen Yu blinked, took his hand back from the man's hand, squatted in front of the dancer, and asked the same question as Shang Junlin: "Who ordered you?"

Although it was the same question, the dancer knew that Shang Junlin asked who ordered the assassination, and Shen Yu asked who ordered the frame.

"Master, you said it yourself..."

"Really?" Shen Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the dancer's neck, "Don't the people behind you really think that just a few words can throw dirty water on me?"

With her fingers hard, the dancer's breathing was blocked, and her face became more and more ugly.

Shen Yu used the injured hand. The harder he tried, the more blood flowed from the wound.

As if the blood was not his own, Shen Yu didn't even frown.

The wrist was held again, and Shang Junlin took Shen Yu into his arms from behind: "Ayu, let go first, I know this has nothing to do with you, let me see your hand..."

Shang Junlin finally broke Shen Yu's hand apart and tightly bound his wrist to prevent him from doing things that hurt him again.

Mu Xi handed over a clean handkerchief, and Shang Junlin carefully bandaged the wound on Shen Yu's hand.

"Your Majesty, take the assassin down first." The Prime Minister walked out and said.

Shang Junlin held Shen Yu in his arms: "Take it down and ask the ambassador behind the scenes. If you can't find anything, don't want the official hat on your head."

"Your Majesty, in case..." Another minister stood up and took a careful look at the young man who was guarded by Shang Junlin in his arms.

"There will be no case, your lord and I face each other day and night. If you really have different intentions, why bother to make an assassination?"

Shen Yu wanted to say something, but when the man held him in his arms, Shang Jun lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, I will handle it."

Shen Yu fluttered twice, but was suppressed by the man with one hand. Shang Junlin was really scared. In order to prevent him from hurting himself with a 1 in 10,000 chance, Shang Junlin had to hold the person in his arms.

The breath is full of familiar breath, the strong arms prop up a safe space, and the tense strings of the gloomy brain are slowly loosened.

The imperial doctor came in a hurry, the main hall was in a mess, Shang Junlin carried Shen Yu to the apse, and handed over the previous matters to the prime minister and Fang Jun.

Imperial Physician Gu had already learned the general situation on the way, so he first took the pulse of the person, and then treated Shen Yu's wound.

The handkerchief was undone, the blood on the palm was wiped away little by little, and Shen Yu shrank his fingers in pain.

Shang Junlin held his wrist, his voice indifferent: "Do you know it hurts now?"

The pain continued to stimulate the nerves, and the gloomy brain was sometimes confused and sometimes sober. He looked at Shang Junlin for a while, brought him to his face, and took a bite on his chin.

Not heavy, not even painful.

Shang Junlin only felt that his heart was lightly stung, sour and numb.

He held Shen Yu's head, let people lean on his shoulders, and asked Imperial Doctor Gu, "How is Ayu's condition?"

"The wound on the hand is a bit deep. Don't touch the water for a short time. You also need to avoid food and drink. The minister will list out a note. Another point is that the minister wants to check what your lord is importing today."

"what happened?"

Shen Yu rubbed on Shang Junlin's shoulder and whispered, "It's incense, I can't stand the fragrance on that dancer."

"Can't stand you being so close to people just now?"

Shen Yu admitted that he was wrong and stopped talking.

Imperial Physician Gu took another pulse for Shen Yu, and at Shen Yu's request, he also took Shang Junlin's pulse. There is no doubt that Shang Junlin has no problem. That kind of fragrance only affects Shen Yu alone.

Shang Junlin called Eunuch Meng and gave some orders in a low voice. Eunuch Meng left the apse and went to do what Shang Junlin ordered.

"Will this kind of fragrance affect Ayu's body?" Shang Junlin held Shen Yu's injured hand and did not dare to use force.

"At present, apart from causing a certain drowsiness, there will be no other symptoms. I need to observe for a few days to see the follow-up." Imperial Physician Gu replied cautiously.

Shang Junlin rubbed his gloomy fingers without speaking.

Imperial Physician Gu took out the medicine from the medicine box: "This is a medicine for external application. It is applied once a day in the morning and evening, which is beneficial to the recovery of the wound. The minister will prescribe another prescription to remove the influence of the incense in your body."

Mu Xi put away the medicine alone, she was worried, and it was not easy for His Majesty to come forward and ask directly.

"Miss Muxi, please fry the medicine in this recipe quickly, I need to see the effect." Imperial Physician Gu handed the written prescription to Mu Xi.

Mu Xi did not dare to delay, and took the prescription to decoct.

"Cough, cough." Shen Yu coughed a few times in a low voice, his face was extremely pale because of too much blood loss.

Shang Junlin was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't do anything, a strong sense of powerlessness swept him, and he could only hold Shen Yu harder in his arms.

The pain gradually disappeared, his consciousness gradually became drowsy, the bitter concoction poured into his mouth, and he shrank back in resistance.

"Ayu is obedient, you won't feel uncomfortable after drinking the medicine."

During the time when Shen Yu was in a coma, Shang Junlin asked Imperial Doctor Gu a lot of questions.

When Shen Yu regained consciousness again, he didn't know how long it had passed, and the bitter taste in his mouth could not go away. He pushed the man who hugged him tightly: "Your Majesty, I want to drink water."

Shang Junlin touched his face and got up to pour water for him.

After drinking a glass of water and eating a few more candied fruits, the bitter taste in my mouth finally dissipated.

Shen Yu glanced at the arrangement around them, they had already returned to the Yuzhang Palace.

"Your Majesty, that dancer..."

"I will handle it, Ayu don't have to worry," Shang Junlin helped Shen Yu to sit up, "I have already handed over this matter to the Prime Minister and Fang Jun to solve it, and it will be alright."

Shen Yu was leaning against the head of the bed, his body had changed into bedclothes, and his right hand was a little sore. He raised his hand and saw the tight palm of the quilt.

I can feel slight pain when I move my fingers.

Shang Junlin took his hand and stuffed it back into the quilt: "Doctor Gu said that this hand can't be used hard for the time being, and it can't touch the water."

Shen nodded.

Shang Junlin squeezed the fingers of Shen Yu's injured hand and gently rubbed: "Does it hurt, Ayu?"

Before waiting for Shen Yu's answer, Shang Junlin continued: "I am very painful."

"It hurts to see Ayu injured."

Shen Yu swallowed what he wanted to say, pursed his lips, and his eyes showed a complex color.

"With Zhen here, what Ayu worries about will never happen, and you don't need to prove anything by hurting yourself," Shang Junlin raised his gloomy chin in an unclear tone, "Remember, Ayu?"

Shen Yu looked at Shang Junlin and faintly felt that he seemed angry.