It's crazy.
This is everyone's first thought.
No one could have expected that Shen Yu would say such words directly in public. If he said it to the emperor in private, it could barely be called fun. Now, no one would dare to take Shen Yu's words as a joke.
"Your Majesty is joking, Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, how can there be only one man in the harem?"
The speaker deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "man", he was reminding Shen Yu that he is just a man and cannot bear the glory of monopolizing the emperor's favor.
"My lord, no matter how much you say, you can't disregard His Majesty's wishes, can you? After all, this is His Majesty's private matter, and His Majesty can do whatever he wants. If I say, let you dismiss all the wives and concubines at home, then I will give you You're not happy to put in a few things you don't like, right?"
"You are making unreasonable words. Your Majesty is the king of a country. How can you compare with us?"
"The king of a country is a human being, and you are also a human being. If you don't like being stuffed with people, your Majesty will be happy?"
Shen Yu nestled in Shang Junlin's arms, feeling the slight tremor from the man's chest, and his hand was also held by the man.
"Your Majesty is right, I won't bother my dear friends with my private affairs."
Everyone can hear the joy in Shang Junlin's words. A crisis has disappeared. It stands to reason that the ministers should be happy, but the development of the situation can't make them happy anyway.
It is not a good thing for the emperor to favor one person.
Some people began to regret secretly. If they had known that His Majesty would not be tempted, it would be like this if he was tempted. They should not have facilitated the son of Marquis Zhenbei to enter the palace, or they should have recommended their children to enter the palace in the first place.
Compared with the endless glory and wealth, what is a little danger
During the entire palace banquet that followed, no one dared to express their opinions on the gloomy matter. The emperor's attitude was very clear, and if they continued to talk about this matter, they would not know how to flatter them.
After a short period of low pressure, the palace banquet became lively again.
The graceful dancer came on lotus steps and danced to the moving music. The tulle fluttered with the movement, which was an ultimate visual feast.
"The dancers raised in the palace are just different." Shen Yu poked the meat in the bowl with emotion.
"You like it?" Shang Junlin asked in an unclear tone.
Shen Yu was keenly aware of Shang Junlin's displeasure, and although she didn't know the reason, she still replied cautiously: "That's not true, I still like Your Majesty more than them."
"...Well," Shang Junlin felt a little happier, and reciprocated, "I also like you more."
Seeing that the air pressure of the people around him returned to normal, he was depressed and continued to enjoy the singing and dancing. He had considerable patience for beautiful things, and asked Shang Junlin while watching:
"Your Majesty, do you know who arranged this dance?"
How could Shang Junlin care about these things, so he summoned Eunuch Meng: "Answer your lord's question."
"It's arranged by the Music Master. If you like it, I will ask them to arrange more." Eunuch Meng assisted Shang Junlin in managing the palace, and knew these little things very well.
"Meng Chang."
Hearing Shang Junlin's unfeeling voice, Eunuch Meng said inwardly that he was not good. He was so busy trying to please your lord that he forgot that His Majesty would be jealous because of this matter.
"This... slave..."
"Your Majesty will watch with me, okay?" Shen Yu seemed to feel nothing, hooked Shang Junlin's sleeve, and asked softly.
The displeasure in Shang Junlin's heart disappeared instantly, and he glanced at Eunuch Meng: "Didn't you hear what your lord said?"
"Yes, I will arrange it now." Eunuch Meng sighed in his heart, and the noble lord still has a way to take His Majesty.
"Your Majesty is busy with work, you should relax more." After Shen Yu finished speaking, he was about to eat the meat in the bowl when he was stopped by the man.
"His Majesty?"
"It's not good for your health to be cold," Shang Junlin turned his head and told the palace servants, "Go and exchange hot food for your lord."
The palace people responded and left.
Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars: "Your Majesty is so kind."
Shang Junlin was stared at by the young man's starry gaze, and couldn't help lowering his head and approaching, sighing softly: "Your gentleman's eyes are so beautiful."
The most expensive gems are not as good as the brilliance of those eyes, which makes those who watch them involuntarily indulge in it and give up fleeing.
The aggression on Shang Junlin's body was too strong, he blinked gloomyly, and moved aside uncomfortably, always feeling that Shang Junlin looked at him differently now than before.
Fortunately, at this time, some palace servants brought up the dishes, Shang Junlin looked away, and the gloomy and uncomfortable atmosphere also disappeared.
The palace servants changed the dishes on the table one by one, Shang Junlin was silent for a while, and said, "Eat while it's hot."
Under the tempting aroma, I was so depressed that I couldn't care less about Shang Junlin's strangeness just now. I tasted a few and put the ones I thought were good into Shang Junlin's bowl: "Your Majesty, eat with me."
The ministers under the interaction between the two could see clearly, but they had just suffered under Shen Yu's hands, and they didn't want to ask for trouble anymore, so they could only pretend that they didn't see anything.
King Yue sat in front of the vassal king's seat, which was not far from where Shang Junlin and Shen Yu were sitting, and he could vaguely hear the voice from above.
Listening to the sullen and soft voice talking to Shang Junlin, Yue Wang silently squeezed the cup tightly.
When he was close to depression, his attitude towards depression was always indifferent, and he treated him no differently from others, unlike now, when he smiled sweetly in front of Shang Junlin, his every move was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.
So... Is he really just a stand-in for depression and boredom to talk about
If it weren't for the conditions, he really wanted to ask himself again, how could he be inferior to Shang Junlin, why should he be the most annoying substitute
It's a pity that since that meeting, he never found an opportunity to meet Shen Yu again. He used the previous method to send letters to Shen Yu, and dragged people to send things to Shen Yu, except that the things were returned intact and sent over. His letters disappeared like stones and seas, and there was no reply at all.
However, he encountered all kinds of troubles later, and he was too busy to take care of himself, let alone find a chance to meet Shen Yu who had already entered the palace.
He wanted to send news to Shen Yu from the hidden piles in the palace, but Shang Junlin watched people too closely, and Yuzhang Palace was heavily guarded. Once his people showed up, they would be caught.
It is absolutely impossible for him to be exposed at this time.
"Why does the King of Yue look in a bad mood?" After finishing his glass of wine, King Li noticed the ugly face of the King of Yue, followed his gaze and rolled his eyes.
"Isn't King Li too?" King Yue's attitude towards King Li, who had already stood in line with Shang Junlin, was not very good.
"This king is in a bad mood because he lost his mind, what about King Yue?" King Li didn't mind revealing his scars, "As far as this king knows, His Highness King Yue doesn't have much trouble with those two above."
"You don't need to worry about this king's affairs," King Yue took a sip of his wine, and under the influence of alcohol, his attitude became even worse, "King Li should pay more attention to himself, because his petty calculations have offended Shen Guijun, who is just getting the favor. , don’t lose your Sacred Heart because of this.”
"Shen Guijun," Li Wang said in a deep voice, "I knew he would be such a powerful character, I shouldn't have let him enter the palace in the first place!"
"Didn't your good Majesty personally choose him to enter the palace?" Yue Wang was keenly aware of something and asked deliberately.
"Could it be possible for him to really think that he was chosen by destiny? If no one operates in private, the one who enters the palace can be Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Wang... It doesn't have to be Mrs. Shen." Li Wang explained meaningfully.
King Yue's eyes darkened, as expected.
"I was just looking for a pathfinding stone, who ever wanted to become a roadblock," Li Wang poured a glass of wine for himself, "The world is really unpredictable."
"Didn't you find out what kind of person is going to be sent to the palace before you confirm the candidate?" King Yue couldn't help asking.
"What's the use of talking about it now?" King Li held up his wine glass and touched King Yue. "What needs to be considered right now is how to remove this roadblock."
"Didn't you shoot yourself in the foot when you made such a fuss?" Thinking of the depression and remembering that he was used as a substitute, King Yue's tone became more and more hostile.
"Why does His Royal Highness the King of Yue assassinate the King? It is not the King who annoys you. You should be the one who deserves the debt." King Li drank the wine in his glass and slowly expressed his true purpose, "His Royal Highness, Let's talk about 'Huatang Residence' after the palace banquet is over."
King Yue grabbed the cup in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Okay."
Satisfied, King Li returned to his seat. The two were close to each other, and the short exchange did not attract many people's attention.
Shen Yu has been paying part of his attention to King Yue, taking a panoramic view of the actions of King Yue and King Li, and casually looking away, pouring himself a glass of wine.
Before feeding into his mouth, the hand holding the cup was held by Shang Junlin.
"Your Majesty?" He was depressed and at a loss.
"Physician Gu said, you'd better not drink alcohol." Shang Junlin leaned slightly with his big palm wrapped around his gloomy fingers, and drank the wine in the glass in this posture.
"... That's my cup." Shen Yu said silently.
Shang Junlin's movements paused, his lips inadvertently brushed against Shen Yu's fingers, his voice was low and hoarse: "Is your gentleman despising me?"
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