There is a wet feeling in the palm.
The fingers tucked into the sleeves were slightly curled up.
He found that Shang Junlin liked his hands very much. When doing that, he especially liked to guide his hands to leave marks on his body. He also liked to let his hands hold him when he didn't do it to the end because of concerns about his body. …
Certain memories came to mind uncontrollably, and his gloomy face gradually turned crimson.
Shang Junlin leaned on the top, he could clearly see the change of his gloomy face, he laughed lowly: "What is Ah Yu thinking?"
Shen Yu pulled the quilt and covered half of her face: "I didn't think about anything."
He could feel the heat on his face, and his face must have been completely red.
It's rare to see such a side of Shen Yu, Shang Junlin didn't want to miss it easily, put his elbows on the side of Shen Yu's face, lowered his body, and pulled off the quilt covering Shen Yu's face with one hand, almost touching his face: "I didn't think about it. Blushing? Ah Yu is shy?"
"No." Shen Yu refused to admit it.
With no cover on his face, Shang Junlin could see every change of Shen Yu more clearly. When he saw Shen Yu saying this, his eyes flickered, and he glanced aside involuntarily, knowing that he was talking hard.
The shy Ayu is even more delicious.
Shang Junlin opened his mouth, and took a bite on the blushing cheek, his eyes widened sullenly, feeling the wetness from the place where he was bitten.
"Your Majesty..."
"Ayu, call me by my name." Shang Junlin murmured.
"Ah Lin?" Sullen called out tentatively, and found that the man was even more excited, and he could feel it through the quilt.
Shen Yu silently moved aside.
Shang Junlin was not willing to let him go easily, and pulled him back together with the quilt: "Let me see you."
Shang Junlin's voice was low and hoarse, with the desire to control, and Shen Yu had heard men say "Hold me tight" in this voice when he was thrown to the top countless times.
Not only the face, but the depression felt that the body also started to feel hot.
Shang Junlin peeled the depression out of the quilt little by little.
The young man only wore a white pajamas, his long hair was draped softly behind his back, his hair was black and his skin was snow-white, and the light pink was smudged on his snow-white skin. Under the soft candlelight, he looked even more pure.
The ink in Shang Junlin's eyes became thicker and thicker.
The current melancholy is like a budding flower, which can be completely stretched only by the rain and dew at the end. Shang Junlin has seen this flower bloom to the extreme. It is the result of his hard work. His watering makes this flower A little bit of blooming also makes this flower dye its own mark, from the inside to the outside.
The man's eyes are like a fire, easily igniting everything.
Shen Yu felt a little thirsty, and unconsciously licked his lower lip. He saw it with his own eyes. Because of this action, Shang Junlin's gaze became dangerous.
Shen Yu really wanted to continue covering himself with the quilt, but Shang Junlin would not give him this chance.
The man lowered his head and kissed his gloomy and watery lips.
Suck, grind, dance...
There are still traces on Shen Yu's body that have not disappeared, which were left by Shang Junlin last time. Soon, new traces covered the old one by one, and red plum blossoms slowly bloomed on the white snow.
The half-opened and half-closed flowers are forced to unfold, taking on another breath from the inside out.
Shang Junlin was very gentle this time, and he was not woken up after falling into a deep sleep.
This sleep was very heavy, and he was not disturbed by nightmares. It would be even better if he didn't wake up with some kind of soreness in the morning.
It was not yet bright, and the man's breath still enveloped him. This was a rare morning when Shang Junlin was still awake when he woke up gloomy.
The man who hadn't woken up hugged him and rubbed him lightly.
Shen Yu bit her lower lip to keep herself from making a sound.
Joy and suffering alternate, and every moment becomes extremely difficult.
Fortunately, Shang Junlin woke up quickly: "Ayu?"
"Get out!" Shen Yu gritted his teeth, so angry that he even forgot Shang Junlin's identity.
Shang Junlin was silent. Obviously, he didn't expect to encounter such a big shock as soon as he woke up.
Shang Junlin hugged the young man in his arms and did the opposite of Shen Yu's request.
"asshole… "
When the two of them got up, it was already an hour later. Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu to wash his body, put on clean clothes for him, and carried him to the soft couch.
The palace man tidied up the house with his head down, lying down on the soft couch, his eyes slightly closed.
He doesn't even have the strength to curse now.
On the other hand, Shang Junlin was full of energy and vigor, and he couldn't hide the satiation on his face. He closed his eyes in depression, out of sight and out of mind.
Shang Junlin didn't go to the morning court today.
When the morning time was approaching, Eunuch Meng stood outside the door, listening to the suppressed voices coming from the room, whether he spoke or not.
Of course he knew what such a movement meant, but he didn't expect to hear it at this time. Hearing the faint movement from inside, it might not end in a while. Eunuch Meng looked at the closed bedroom door in embarrassment.
Seeing that the time was running out, Eunuch Meng gritted his teeth and knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, it's almost time for morning court."
The movement inside stopped for a moment, and it was only for a moment. Eunuch Meng wiped his face, knowing that this was the answer given by His Majesty.
So on this day, the ministers who came to the morning court on time waited for more than an hour before waiting for the emperor who came late.
All the ministers looked at Shang Junlin with a frosty face, and looked at each other.
What's going on here? Like a husband kicked out of the house by his wife...
They didn't know that Shang Junlin was kicked out by the depression he provoked early in the morning, otherwise, today's morning court would be canceled directly.
Because Shang Junlin was in a bad mood, all the ministers waited for a long time and did not dare to touch him. They completed the morning court very efficiently, and the time for the next court was actually about the same as usual.
After walking out of the hall, all the ministers breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did something happen today? Your Majesty was late for more than an hour and didn't say anything, and you're still in such a bad mood?"
Several ministers with better relations gathered together, whispering.
"I don't know. Hasn't Your Majesty been in a good mood these days? Last time I made a mistake and thought I would be punished by His Majesty. I didn't expect His Majesty to lightly reveal it."
"The situation in Subei has been very stable, and nothing major has happened to the court. What's going on, Your Majesty today?"
"It's impossible to make your lord unhappy, right?" A minister joked.
"Why did you make Your Majesty unhappy instead of Your Majesty?" Another minister was puzzled.
Jiang Huaiqing followed behind the prime minister, listened, and was a little worried. He gently tugged on La He Chengyu's sleeve.
He Chengyu got closer to him, lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Is Your Majesty really having a conflict with Your Majesty today?" Jiang Huaiqing lowered his voice for fear of being heard by others, "Is His Majesty really angry with Your Majesty?"
He Chengyu was a little funny: "Why are you still worried about this? Don't worry, His Majesty can't be angry with you."
"Why?" Jiang Huaiqing was puzzled.
He Chengyu moved his fingers slightly, wanting to rub Jiang Huaiqing's hair, but he was concerned about the crowds around him, so he had to give up this idea: "Looking at the relationship between Your Majesty and Your Majesty outside the palace, do you think His Majesty will be angry with Your Majesty? Who is His Majesty angry with?" You won't be angry with your lord."
Jiang Huaiqing recalled the few times he spent with the two outside the palace, and had to admit that He Chengyu was right.
The ministers speculated whether something important was about to happen, but they didn't know that they were getting farther and farther away from the truth.
Somewhere in the house.
"My lord, will we take office as the court and destroy our stronghold? That's..."
"You think I don't know?" The man called an adult was hidden in the darkness, "You think I'm willing to see such a result?"
"This subordinate is guilty." The speaker knelt down and confessed.
"How is the situation in Subei?"
"The supplies sent by the imperial court went directly to various small places, without passing through the main city of Subei, and were escorted by the army from the beginning to the end, so we had no way to start."
"Who made you stir up trouble in Subei?" The man's voice could not conceal the anger.
"Responding to your lord's words," the subordinate swallowed, "except for a few places, the rest failed, and even those few places were quickly suppressed..."
"Trash!" The man smashed the things on the desk angrily, "What did you do? You didn't say anything, and you folded all your hands? Don't you talk about the court's appropriation of supplies from the people? It's so good Opportunities are motivating the common people, why can't you even do such a small thing?!"
"My lord, I am wronged. This matter seems to be different from what we thought. Instead of complaining about the court, the people are still defending it everywhere..."
"Protect everywhere?" The man was puzzled, "Shouldn't the court be guilty of public anger by doing such a thing?"
"My lord, we have been deceived. Those materials were not collected by force, but were given by the people." The fear in the subordinate's heart grew stronger, "Not only ordinary people, vassal kings, aristocratic families, businessmen... all donated spontaneously. "
When the subordinates figured out this matter, they realized how wrong they were. What they planned set the tone for failure from the very beginning.
"So that's how it is," the man smiled darkly. "No wonder it didn't work once. It turns out that we knew we would do it."
"My lord, what shall we do next?"
"Don't worry about those people and strongholds. Keep it clean. Don't let the court follow the vines to find more important things. Subei's side is about to end. Shang Junlin, Shang Junlin, you sent so many things to Su What's the use of Bei, isn't it just trying to take advantage of me in the end? Hahaha... "
The two people in the room didn't notice the black corners of the clothes that almost blended into the night on the roof.
The matter in Subei reached a critical period. When Shang Junlin returned to Yuzhang Palace after discussing follow-up matters with the prime minister and other important officials in the imperial study, it was already dark.
"What is your gentleman doing?" The first thing Shang Junlin did when he entered the door was to ask about Shen Yu, "Is he feeling unwell today?"
Mu Xi shook his head: "Your Majesty slept a little longer during the day, and is now in the small study."
Shang Junlin turned around and walked towards the small study.
Shen Yu was writing something. Under the candlelight, the young man was covered with a halo. Shang Junlin raised his hand to signal the palace servants not to follow, and walked in alone.
"Why doesn't Ayu rest on the soft couch?" Shang Junlin habitually walked over, wanting to hug Sullen.
He was quietly avoided by the young man.
There was a soft cushion on the chair Shen Yu was sitting on, and after sitting for a short while, Shen Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up with the note he had just written.
"Your Majesty, we have three chapters."
Shang Junlin took the note from Shen Yu, and fell silent after reading it.
It is indeed a bit embarrassing for a person who has just started to abstain from sex.
"Ah Yu is in my arms, it's hard for me not to move."
Shen Yu squinted his eyes: "Your Majesty can go back to his bedroom, or live in a small study?"