After thinking about it deeply, a place like a dark prison is really not clean, if he doesn't clean it, he will definitely not sleep well.
"I still need to change clothes." Shen Yu suggested.
"After washing, change your clothes into clean clothes."
After talking with Shen Yu, Shang Junlin turned his head and ordered: "Mu Xi, find a set of comfortable and clean clothes, and find a thicker cloak."
"yes."
Eunuch Meng got the order in advance and has already gone to the place to take a bath. When Shang Junlin is dressed for Shen Yu, Eunuch Meng will come back.
"Your Majesty, it's done."
Shang Junlin hugged half of his foot and stepped into the depression of sleep, "The floor heating is also turned on? You can't stand the cold, has the temperature in the room risen?"
"Your Majesty, don't worry, I promise that you won't let Your Majesty suffer from a little chill."
"Your Majesty, aren't you taking a bath in the bedroom?" Shen Yu listened to Shang Junlin's order, and it didn't seem like he planned to solve it in the bedroom.
"Take your gentleman to another place. I will carry you there. If you are very sleepy, you can take a nap." Shang Junlin comforted in a low voice.
The hot water is prepared in advance. There is a special bath in the palace, not far from Yuzhang Palace, with white jade steps, hot air, and extremely gorgeous.
Shen Yu was held in the arms of the man, and she only had 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 up." Shang Junlin was very patient tonight, answering every question.
"Your Majesty lied to me, the place where I usually bathe is not here at all." Sullen complained.
Shang Junlin hugged the person in his arms so as not to be disturbed by the cold wind, "I didn't lie to you, it's dark and cold, I'll take you to soak in hot water."
"Really?" Shen Yu didn't believe it.
"Why are you so vigilant at this time? Then tell me, why did I lie to you?" Shang Junlin raised his eyebrows.
The melancholy and stupidity at this time is especially easy to tease.
Shen Yu thought about it with a confused mind, but couldn'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 only this person in his arms was left in his eyes and heart.
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 went to the front and opened the door, and hot air escaped from the crack of the door.
"Your Majesty, do you want someone to wait on you?"
"No need." Shang Junlin stepped into the gate with a heavy hand in his arms, and was slapped by the oncoming heat.
The huge bathing pool was built indoors. Knowing that Shang Junlin would use it, Eunuch Meng asked the palace staff to heat up the floor heating in advance. At this moment, Shang Junlin came in with depression, and could not feel the coldness at all.
Suddenly arrived at a warm place, depressed and stretched out a hand from the tightly wrapped cloak: "Your Majesty, where is this, it's so warm."
"Here's to the bath, please take a look." Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu to a chair covered with plush fox fur.
After staying there for a while, Yu Yu felt hot, slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a veil of white.
There are only him and Shang Junlin in the whole hall. There is a bath not far in front of it, which covers a very large area. The bath is filled with hot water, and steaming heat keeps rising from the pool.
Shen Yu felt that this bath was enough for him to swim back and forth in it.
Warm places are always easy to make people drowsy, but Shen Yu is very interested in this bath that he knows that he can soak in comfortably at a glance, and tries to drive away some sleepy bugs, and sits up straight.
Looking around, the hall was empty. It turned out that there was no one there, not because of the illusion caused by the low presence of the palace servants, but because there was really no one serving the palace servants.
Even Eunuch Meng and Mu Xi were not there.
Shen Yu tugged on Shang Junlin's dangling sleeve, and asked under the man's puzzled eyes: "Your Majesty, are there just the two of us?"
"Who else does your lord want?" Shang Junlin narrowed his eyes.
"Where are the palace servants? Are there no servants?" Shen Yu didn't feel any danger.
"You don't need them." Shang Junlin replied quietly.
"Oh." Shen Yu withdrew his hand and slowly untied the cloak.
Shang Junlin squatted down and held down his gloomy hand.
He looked at him gloomy and puzzled: "Your Majesty?"
"I'm here." Regardless of Shen Yu's shock, Shang Junlin squatted down, pushed Shen Yu's hand aside, and began to remove the cloak for Shen Yu with familiar movements.
The cloak was put on and taken off by himself.
Looking down at Shang Junlin's knuckle-knuckle hands with gloomy eyes, he couldn't help but start to wonder, isn't he really dreaming
Otherwise, how do you explain that an emperor doesn't want his servants to serve him, but he personally serves him
When Shang Junlin was young, he didn't have much treatment as a serious prince, and later he lived in the army for a long time. He can do what ordinary people can do, and he can do what ordinary people can't.
The temperature beside the bath was very high, and after taking off the cloak, Shen Yu felt a lot looser.
Because of the squatting, Shen Yu looked at Shang Junlin from an overhead angle. He could see the man's long eyelashes, the straight bridge of the nose, and the nicely shaped thin lips under the bridge of the nose.
It is said that people with thin lips are so ruthless, will Shang Junlin also be a ruthless person
The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Yu Yu couldn't resist reaching out to touch it.
As soon as the fingertips touched it, the man raised his eyes.
Shang Junlin's pupils are very dark, and Shen Yu always thought that his pupils were dark black, but he was caught off guard, only to find that there was a faint purple in the black.
That purple is deep and mysterious, like an abyss that tempts people to fall into. Looking at it gloomyly, it seems to be sucked into that mysterious land.
"Your Majesty..."
"What are you doing?"
Shen Yu suddenly withdrew his thoughts, and then looked at Shang Junlin's eyes, there was no purple in them, it seemed that he was too sleepy to be dazed.
"Your Majesty's eyes are very beautiful." After regaining his senses, he became sober and gloomy, and replied with a smile.
"Your gentleman is also 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 he lost another piece of clothing, he couldn't sit still depressed.
"Don't you think it's a bit late now, sir?" Shang Junlin looked at his masterpiece and asked deliberately.
Both the cloak and the outer shirt were taken off, leaving only the thin middle coat, and half of the belt was undone.
Shen Yu looked at himself half-undressed and fell silent.
Shang Junlin insisted, and the depression was left to him. He was so tired that he didn't want to move, and he was happy to be served.
Shang Junlingui is the Ninth Five-Year Master, and he is not unhappy, let alone depressed.
It wasn't until there was only the last piece left on his body that Shen Yu could barely stop Shang Junlin's hand that was going to continue.
"Your Majesty, it's fine."
Shang Junlin no longer insisted.
Standing up, bending down to pick up Shen Yu, put him in the bathtub, and said: "Don't fall asleep."
After soaking in the hot water, Yu Yu felt refreshed and nodded: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't drown myself."
"Your Majesty, do you want to be together?" Sullen was soaked in the water from the shoulders down, only his head was exposed on the surface of the water, and his eyes were floating around.
His Majesty proved with facts that he also wanted to have a bath together.
Shang Junlin cleaned himself up much faster than Shen Yu. Before Shen Yu soaked for a long time, he felt the splash of water around him.
Turning around, Shang Junlin had already swam to his side.
It is different from the usual appearance of wearing the emperor's clothes. Without the clothes that represent power, Shang Junlin's aura has softened a lot, and the long hair tied up is loose. It suddenly makes people realize that apart from the emperor's status, Shang Junlin Rin is not very old now.
"What are you doing staring at me?" Sensing the gloomy gaze on him, Shang Junlin asked.
Sullen: "The injury on His Majesty's body..."
From the shoulders and neck down, there were staggered scars on Shang Junlin's body, some of which could be seen to have existed for a long time.
"Most of them were suffered on the battlefield." Shang Junlin didn't care much about the injuries on his body.
"How come there are so many left?" And part of it is obviously because the injury was not dealt with in time.
"When I joined 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 is still understatement.
Shen Yu gently caressed a wound under Shang Junlin's shoulder. This wound almost spanned half of the man's chest. Even after many years, it still remained ferocious. It is not difficult to imagine what it was like when he was injured.
"Did Your Majesty hurt at that time?" Shang Junlin, who looked like a young boy, couldn't help appearing in his gloomy mind, wearing ill-fitting armor, fighting with enemies taller than himself.
Because after soaking in hot water for a while, Shang Junlin's heart skipped a beat as his gloomy hands were no longer as cold as before, and his warm hands covered the scars.
A very strange feeling spread from the skin contact between the two, the heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and an unknown throbbing rose from the bottom of my heart.
Like a pair of warm hands, traveling through time and space, healed the scars in the lonely boy's heart.
"My lord," Shang Junlin grabbed the gloomy wrist, exerted a little force, and pulled the person towards him, "I actually didn't feel it for a long time."
When I first went to the battlefield, new wounds were added almost every day. The more wounds I suffered, the more numb I became. Later, even with scars all over my body, I was able to take off the enemy's head.
Leaning on Shang Junlin's chest, listening to the man's strong heartbeat, he couldn't tell what it was like. He thought, why couldn't he be reborn in an earlier time, even if he touched the man who had been tortured since he was a child? The young man is also good.
"Your Majesty is obviously the proud son of heaven, and he shouldn't 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 stuck together, and suddenly felt the strangeness coming from the lower waist, and moved out quietly.
Before it moved away, an extra arm appeared around his waist, and it was stuck back again.
Shang Junlin leaned against Shen Yu's neck and smiled lightly: "Where does your lord want to go?"
The fiery breath brushed over the sensitive skin of the neck, trembling with gloom, "Your Majesty..." You hit me...
The man seemed unaware of Shen Yu's embarrassment, and still clinging to him tightly: "My lord, stay with me for a while."
Sullen's toes curled up, and he really wanted to ask Shang Junlin, if he was the one who got caught, could he continue to stay as if nothing had happened, but because of his few words just now, he made up a young version of the poor little Shang Junlin's image is hard to bear.
"Your Majesty, can you relax a little?" The burning sensation came, and Su Yu couldn't convince himself to ignore it, so he couldn't help but struggle.
"Don't move," Shang Junlin snorted under Shen Yu's movement, his voice was low and hoarse, "If you move again, I can't guarantee whether something will happen next."