A faint king should have the appearance of a faint king.
Unlike Wen Yurong, who went home to recover from his injuries, Shi Ji returned to the imperial court on the third day after he was punished, and then felt solidly how difficult it was for Shen Jue to serve.
For example, Shen Jue was sitting on the beautiful couch in front of the window. It was still early autumn, and he was already wrapped in fox fur, holding a red ball of embroidered satin in his hand, which he threw lazily out of the window.
Shi Ji tipped his toes and flew out. Within half a second, he grabbed the ball and came back. After a while, the ball was thrown into that hand. The ball was thrown out again.
"Sword Comes"
The surrounding palace people laughed secretly when they saw it, thinking that the sage was training Shi Ji as a dog. Shi Ji also thought so. After a few rounds, his face became more and more ugly, but he couldn't attack.
In the end, Shen Jue, who was playing, was tired and didn't want to play, so he let Shi Ji go. However, he looked at Shi Ji, who was returning the ball again, and hooked his fingers.
Before Shi Ji's face was calm, he saw Shen Jue's hand leaning towards him.
Shi Ji: "???"
He looked at Shen Jue suspiciously.
And Shen Jue stared at him, with the arrogance of a superior person in his eyes, "Bow your head."
When Shi Ji heard the words, he could only lower his head, and as soon as he lowered his head, his chin was scratched.
"It's so cute." Shen Jue laughed.
Shi Ji froze, feeling only humiliated, his neck instantly flushed red, and blue veins popped out. Shen Jue's behavior was obviously teasing the dog.
In the whole world, I am afraid that only the emperor dares to make fun of a general who has been on the battlefield as a dog.
When Shi Ji endured his emotions, Shen Jue was observing each other. During this time, he had always been suspicious. He suspected that Shi Zhou was not dead, first because Shi Zhou died too easily, and second because Wen Yurong was too calm.
Even though Wen Yurong didn't have feelings for Shizhou at this time, the two of them grew up together. Shizhou was very sticky to Wen Yurong. It didn't make sense for Shizhou to die. Wen Yurong was so calm.
However, Shi Ji has always put on a bitter face.
After Shen Jue finished teasing, he didn't want to see Shi Ji anymore, so he waved his hand to let him back off. As soon as Shi Ji stepped back, the lazy expression on Shen Jue's face disappeared. He looked at the embroidered red ball in his hand indifferently.
During this time, Wen Yurong was recuperating in the mansion, so he could only tease Shi Ji and observe the reaction of the other party.
It's just that during this period of time, his health was still too bad, and he was groggy all the time, and even Ji Shiji used up all his strength. With such a body, if he hadn't lived to the age of thirty-three in previous lives, he would have thought that he would die tomorrow.
Shen Jue still wants to take good care of this body, and then he can fight. So in late autumn, Shen Jue offered to go south to live in Nangong for a while, and then come back after spring.
In previous years, there was also the practice of going to Nangong to live, but it was only after the winter that they moved there. This time Shen Jue moved a little earlier, so Tong Menger could not accompany him for the time being, so he could only send some more personal guards to follow Shen Jue. .
"Do you bring Shi Ji?" Tong Meng'er asked.
Shen Jue thought for a while, "Take it."
"What about Wen Yurong?"
Shen Jue looked at Tong Menger, "what does the queen mother think?"
Tong Menger's eyes flashed with displeasure, "The queen mother thought Wen Yurong was smart, how could she know that he is not so smart, then let him continue to recover in the mansion, the queen mother watched and didn't see that he was prosperous for you, this Sitianjian It's useless."
This is really a big change. In previous lives, because Shen Jue liked Wen Yurong, Tong Menger loved Wu Jiwu, and he also favored Wen Yurong in every possible way. Yishui'er sent all the good things to Wen Yurong.
But now Shen Jue doesn't like it anymore, with Shen Jue's injury, and the last time she got sick from eating a smoothie, Tong Menger gradually became disgusted with Wen Yurong.
"Then just follow the mother's advice and don't take him there." Shen Jue smiled.
So I specially sent someone to the Wen Mansion to inform and let Wen Yurong take care of her wounds in the mansion, but I didn't expect that the next day, Wen Yurong asked for an order to enter the palace.
Shen Jue leaned on the couch lazily, and looked lazily at Wen Yurong, who was kneeling not far away, "Is your injury healed?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern, it's all done." Wen Yurong replied respectfully.
Shen Jue was silent, and Wen Yurong kept kneeling, but he didn't wait for Shen Jue's next sentence, so he couldn't help but pause, and could only say, "Your Majesty, I want to go to Nangong with Your Majesty."
"You can go if you do well, but what if you don't do well?" Shen Jue said softly.
Wen Yurong's back is very straight, and he has the character of his literati, "The last thing was the negligence of Wei Chen, and I will never do it again next time."
There was a long silence after those words.
"Come here." Shen Jue said slowly.
Because he didn't wake up, Wen Yurong didn't dare to get up. He walked forward on his knees and crawled all the way to the front of the couch. As soon as he knelt down, a hand fell on his head.
"Wen Aiqing, Gu admires you very much, but my mother prefers Shi Ji a little bit, and Gu doesn't want to go against her mother's wishes, so I can only grieve you a little." Shen Jue's voice came from above, "Do you understand Gu's heart? "
Wen Yurong quickly thought about what happened before, Shen Jue seemed to be more inclined towards him, but she didn't have a good face towards Shi Ji, but last time in front of Tong Meng'er, Shen Jue punished him severely and punished Shi Ji lightly.
As a minister, two points are extremely important, even above the ability, one is to understand the Holy Will, and the other is to gain favor.
Wen Yurong entered the palace as a companion, and naturally he didn't want to be a companion for the rest of his life, and what he did every day was not like what a companion would do.
"What does your majesty mean?" Wen Yurong asked hesitantly.
Shen Jue's hand on Wen Yurong's head exerted a little force, "This time to Nangong, I will only take one of the two of you alone. As for who to go, it's up to you."
When the words fell, he withdrew his hand.
The day of the trip was just five days later, and Wen Yurong did not enter the palace for the past five days, but the night before his appearance, Shi Ji handed over a book, saying that there was a sudden heavy army, and he might not be able to accompany you to the south.
Tong Meng'er frowned when she received the book, "What's the matter with this teacher?"
Shen Jue was sitting next to him. He was a little surprised by the result. Speaking of which, it was because he didn't see Wen Yurong in his previous lives. He didn't know what Wen Yurong wanted. In previous lives, Wen Yurong hated him, so he wanted revenge. What does Wen Yurong want in this life
Everyone has desires, desires, and desires. Even immortals are like him. He wants to cultivate immortals all day long and not be disturbed by mundane affairs, while his senior brother is indulged in human affection and love, and cannot extricate himself.
"Mother, Shi Ji is ill, but isn't the other one healed? Let him accompany Erchen." Shen Jue said lightly.
Tong Meng'er's brows tightened, "Wen Yurong? His last incident made his mother angry. This time, he will accompany you alone. How can your mother rest assured?"
Shen Jue pulled the corner of his lower lip, "There are so many palace servants around Erchen, why is he the only one? Besides, the mother doesn't suspect that what the Sitian Jian Ling said is correct, try this winter to find out."
After saying this, Tong Meng'er was still relieved, but when she was leaving, she called Wen Yurong over, warned her carefully, and finally said, "Serve your Majesty well, and you will be rewarded well."
"Wei Chen respectfully follows the Queen Mother's teaching." Wen Yurong bowed her head respectfully.
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Wen Yurong was naturally not qualified to go up and take a seat when the emperor was driving, but on the second day of the drive, Shen Jue asked him to take a seat.
As soon as Wen Yurong entered the carriage, he felt the heat inside. He took a closer look and found that there were more than 20 Madam Tang crammed into the carriage. If charcoal could not be burned in the carriage, the palace servants would be eager to burn the charcoal fire too.
Shen Jue left the palace, and seemed to be getting more and more lethargic. The whole person was buried in the quilt, only half of his face was exposed, and the half of his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
He saw Wen Yurong come up, struggling to stick out a hand from the quilt, "Come here."
Wen Yurong didn't think much about it, she stepped forward, and as soon as she got to Shen Jue, she was hugged. His body froze for a while, but Shen Jue seemed to feel the heat, took a light breath, and the lips pale as pear blossoms trembled, "Hold tight to Gu."
He really overestimated his body, and he felt like he was going to die just on the road.
In previous lives, since Wen Yurong entered the palace, on the way, Shen Jue held Wen Yurong for warmth, and before that, Tong Menger held him.
Shen Jue thought he could get through it on his own. After all, it was not yet winter, but it was so cold that he was cold from head to toe, and he couldn't even do the usual drowsiness.
"Is Your Majesty very cold?" Wen Yurong said hesitantly.
Shen Jue closed her eyes, simply lifted the quilt and got into Wen Yurong's arms, her teeth chattering, "What do you think?"
Without the quilt's obstruction, Wen Yurong only felt that an ice cube was in her arms, and in surprise, she could only quickly take the quilt to cover Shen Jue again. But he is a big man, and it is always strange to hold a man older than him in his arms, not to mention, the other party is a king.
But Shen Jue was mad with cold. This cold was more difficult than pain, and it was almost impossible to breathe. He just leaned into Wen Yurong's arms and pressed his hands, feet and face tightly to the other person's body.
This broken body...
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Jue felt that her breathing became easier. Wen Yurong slowly adjusted her posture and let Shen Jue press on him. He did not dare to press on the emperor.
After Shen Jue quietly lay on Wen Yurong's body for a while, she struggled to sit up.
Wen Yurong naturally wanted to help, but the moment they sat up, their posture became even more awkward.
Shen Jue was sitting three inches above Wen Yurong's belly.
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