The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

Shen Yu thought for a while, the dark prison is really not clean, if he didn't clean it, he would definitely not sleep well.

"I have to change clothes." Shen Yu suggested.

"Change your clean clothes after washing."

After talking with Shen Yu, Shang Junlin turned his head and instructed: "Mu Xi, find a set of comfortable clean clothes and a thicker cloak."

"Yes."

Eunuch Meng got the order in advance and went to the place where he was going to take a bath. When Shang Junlin dressed Shen Yu, Eunuch Meng returned.

"Your Majesty, it's done."

Shang Junlin hugged half of his feet and fell into the depression, "The floor heating is also burning? You can't stand the cold, has the temperature in the room risen?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I promise that you won't let your gentleman get a little cold."

"Your Majesty, aren't you taking a bath in the bedroom?" Shen Yu listened to Shang Junlin's orders, and it didn't seem like he planned to solve it in the bedroom.

"Take your gentleman to another place, I will take you to another place. If you are very sleepy, you can take a nap." Shang Jun calmly said in a low voice.

The hot water is prepared in advance. There is a special bath in the palace, not far from the Yuzhang Palace. The white jade is on the steps, the heat is dense, and it is gorgeous.

Shen Yu was held in the man's arms, leaving only three minutes to observe the outside.

"Your Majesty, where is this?" Shen Yu asked in a low voice, looking at the completely unfamiliar scenery.

"It's a place to wash." Shang Junlin was very patient tonight and answered any questions.

"Your Majesty lied to me, the place where I usually bathe is not here at all." Shen Yu complained.

Shang Jun squinted the person in his arms, so as not to be disturbed by the cold wind, "I didn't lie to you, the dark prison is cold, and I will bring you more hot water."

"Really?" Shen Yu couldn't believe it.

"Why is the vigilance so high at this time? Then your nobleman, why did I lie to you?" Shang Jun raised his eyebrows.

At this time, the depression is stupid and very easy to tease.

Shen Yu thought about it with his hazy brain, but didn't come up with the result, "I don't know..."

"It's coming soon, don't fall asleep yet." At this moment, all the boiling negative emotions were far away from Shang Junlin, and in his eyes and heart, there was only the person in his arms.

The distance from the bedroom to the bath is not too far, and it took about a quarter of an hour to arrive.

Eunuch Meng walked to the front and opened the door, and the heat escaped from the crack of the door.

"Your Majesty, do you want to keep someone to serve you?"

"No need." Shang Junlin stepped into the door holding Shen Yu, and was stunned by the oncoming heat.

The huge bath was built indoors. Knowing that Shang Junlin was going to use it, Eunuch Meng asked the palace servants to heat the floor in advance. At this moment, Shang Junlin brought Shen Yu in and could not feel any coldness.

Suddenly in a warm place, Shen Yu stretched out a hand from the tightly wrapped cloak: "Your Majesty, where is this, it's so warm."

"It's in the bath, your majesty, take a look." Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu to a chair covered with plush fox fur.

After a while, Shen Yu felt hot and opened his eyes slowly, only to see a white gauze.

There are only him and Shang Junlin in the entire hall. There is a bath not far in front of it, covering a very large area. The bath is full of hot water, and the steaming heat constantly rises from the pool.

Shen Yu felt that this bath was enough for him to swim a few times in it.

Warm places are always easy to make people drowsy, but Shen Yu was also very interested in this bath, which was very comfortable at first glance, and struggled to drive away some sleepy bugs, and sat up straight.

Looking around, the hall was empty. It turned out that no one was the illusion caused by the low presence of the palace servants, but that there was really no palace servants to serve.

Even Eunuch Meng and Mu Xi were not there.

Shen Yu pulled Shang Junlin's drooping sleeve and asked in the man's puzzled eyes, "Your Majesty, is it just the two of us?"

"Who else do you want to come?" Shang Jun narrowed his eyes.

"Where's the palace servant? The one who didn't serve?" Shen Yu didn't feel any danger.

"You don't need them." Shang Jun replied calmly.

"Oh." Shen Yu retracted his hand and slowly unfastened his cloak.

Shang Junlin half squatted down and held down Shen Yu's hand.

Shen Yu looked at him suspiciously: "Your Majesty?"

"I'm here." Regardless of Shen Yu's shock, Shang Jun squatted down, put Shen Yu's hand aside, and began to untie Shen Yu's cloak with familiar movements.

The cloak was put on and taken off by himself.

Shen Yu looked down at Shang Junlin's knuckled hand, and couldn't help but begin to wonder, is he really not dreaming?

Otherwise, how can you explain that an emperor does not want the palace servants to wait on him, but also serves him in person?

When Shang Junlin was young, he didn't have much treatment as a serious prince, and then he lived in the army for a long time. He could do things that ordinary people would do, and he would also do things that ordinary people couldn't.

The temperature next to the bath was very high, and after the cloak was taken off, Shen Yu felt a lot more relaxed.

Because of the half squat, Shen Yu looked at Shang Junlin from a top-down perspective. He could see the man's long eyelashes, the bridge of his straight nose, and the thin lips that were well-shaped under the bridge of the nose.

It is said that people with thin lips are very affectionate, so is Shang Junlin also affectionate?

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Shen Yu couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

As soon as his fingertips touched it, the man raised his eyes.

Shang Junlin's pupil color is very deep, Shen Yu always thought that his pupil color was deep black, but he was caught off guard, only to find that there was a faint purple in the black.

That smear of purple is deep and mysterious, like a seductive abyss, and looking at it gloomily, as if being sucked into that mysterious place.

"His Majesty…"

"What are you doing, Your Majesty?"

Shen Yu suddenly retracted his thoughts, and looked at Shang Junlin's eyes again, there was no purple color, it seemed that he was too sleepy and stunned.

"Your Majesty's eyes are very beautiful." He regained his senses and became a little sober, and replied with a smile.

"Your Majesty is also very beautiful." Shang Junlin's tone was calm, as if he was just revealing a certain fact.

"Your Majesty, I'll do it myself." Seeing that one more piece of his clothes was missing, Shen Yu couldn't sit still.

"Don't you think it's too late to say that at this time?" Shang Junlin asked deliberately, looking at his masterpiece.

The cloak and coat were taken off, leaving only the thin middle coat, and the straps were also untied in half.

Shen Yu looked at himself half-dressed and fell silent.

Shang Junlin insisted, and Shen Yu left him. He was very tired and didn't want to move, so he was happy to be served.

Shang Jun Ringui is the honor of the ninety-five, and he is not unhappy, let alone depression.

It wasn't until the last piece left on his body that Shen Yu was able to stop Shang Junlin's hand that he planned to continue.

"Your Majesty, it's alright."

Shang Junlin no longer insisted.

He stood up, bent down, picked up Shen Yu, put him in the bathtub, and said, "Don't fall asleep."

After soaking in the hot water, Shen Yu became more energetic and nodded: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will not drown myself."

"Do you want to be with your majesty?" Shen Yu was soaked in the water below his shoulders, only his head was exposed on the water, and his eyes floated around.

His Majesty proved with facts that he also wanted to take a dip together.

Shang Junlin cleaned himself up much faster than Shen Yu. Before Shen Yu soaked for a long time, he felt the water splash around him.

Turning his head, Shang Junlin had already swam to his side.

Different from the usual appearance in imperial clothes, without the clothes that represent power, Shang Junlin's aura softened a lot, and the long hair **** was loose, and people suddenly realized that, apart from the identity of the emperor, Shang Jun Rin is not very old now.

"What are you staring at me for?" Shang Jun asked, noticing Shen Yu's gaze on him.

Shen Yu: "The injury on Your Majesty's body..."

From the shoulder and neck down, Shang Junlin's body has scars, some of which can be seen for a long time.

"Most of them were suffered on the battlefield." Shang Junlin didn't pay much attention to the injuries on his body.

"How can there be so much left?" And part of it is obviously because of the failure to deal with the leftovers in time after the injury.

"When I entered the army in the early years, the situation was complicated, and I didn't use my real identity. Many injuries were left at that time. After that time, the situation improved a lot." Talking about the most difficult time, Shang Junlin The tone remained understatement.

Shen Yu gently caressed a wound under Shang Junlin's shoulder. The wound almost spanned half of the man's chest. Even after many years, it still did not reduce the savageness. It is not difficult to imagine what it was like when he was injured.

"Did Your Majesty hurt at that time?" In Shen Yu's mind, he couldn't help but imagine Shang Junlin, who looked like a young boy, wearing ill-fitting armor, and fighting with an enemy taller than himself.

Because after soaking in hot water for a while, Shen Yu's hands were no longer as cold as they used to be, and with warm hands covering the scars, Shang Junlin's heart skipped a beat.

A very strange feeling spread from the skin of the two of them, the heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and the unknown throbbing rose from the bottom of my heart.

Like a pair of warm hands, traveling through time and space to heal the scars in the lonely young man's heart.

"Your Majesty," Shang Junlin grabbed Shen Yu's wrist, exerted a little force, and pulled the person towards him, "I actually didn't feel it for a long time."

When he first entered the battlefield, new wounds would be added almost every day. The more wounds he suffered, the more numb he became. Later, even with scars all over his body, he was able to remove the enemy's head.

Shen Yu leaned on Shang Junlin's chest, listening to the man's strong heartbeat, he couldn't tell what he felt, he thought, why couldn't he be reborn earlier, even if he touched the man who had suffered since childhood The young man is fine.

"His Majesty is obviously a proud son of the sky, and should not suffer like this."

"I think this is very good." Shang Junlin is very fortunate. If he is not strong enough, how can he give that person an environment where he can live freely when he has someone he wants to protect?

Shen Yu and Shang Junlin were sticking together, and suddenly felt the strangeness coming from under the waist, and moved out calmly.

Before it was removed, there was an extra arm around the waist, and it was pasted back again.

Shang Jun leaned against Shen Yu's neck and chuckled: "Where do you want to go?"

The hot breath swept across the sensitive skin of the neck, and shivered gloomily, "Your Majesty..." You've hit me...

The man didn't seem to notice Shen Yu's embarrassment, and still clinging to Shen Yu: "Your Majesty, stay with me for a while."

Shen Yu's toes were curled up, and he wanted to ask Shang Junlin, if he was the one who was beaten, could he continue to stay as if nothing had happened, but he just made up a juvenile version of a poor little businessman because of just a few words. The image of Jun Rin is not too unbearable.

"Can Your Majesty loosen it up?" The burning sensation came, and Shen Yu couldn't convince himself to ignore it, so he couldn't help struggling.

"Don't move," Shang Junlin snorted under Shen Yu's actions, his voice hoarse, "If you move again, I can't guarantee that something will happen next."