With a "click", Jiang Huaiqing's chopsticks fell to the table.
The young man uttered a meaningless one-word syllable with his mouth half-opened.
The movements of Shang Junlin's hands also paused.
Only He Chengyu who had guessed about the relationship between the two, everything was as usual.
"Why, are you surprised?" Shen Yu asked, looking at Jiang Huaiqing who was obviously shocked.
"No," Jiang Huaiqing smiled awkwardly, "That's right, very suddenly."
During the short time together, the man made no secret of his possessiveness towards Shen Yu, and Shen Yu was also conniving towards the man's every move. Jiang Huaiqing could see that the relationship between the two was unusual. The only thing he didn't expect was...
"It turns out that you are already married."
Shen Yu blinked his eyes: "I can't help it, the family is urging me hard."
"The two don't seem like people who can be manipulated by the family..." Jiang Huaiqing was still in a daze.
Depressed but silent.
In the second half, Jiang Huaiqing didn't know the taste of the food he ate.
After the meal, Jiang Huaiqing took He Chengyu to leave, he needed to digest the news he just heard.
There is no need to keep melancholy, and there is no need to rush to get acquainted.
"Ayu seems to have a good impression of that Mr. Jiang." Shang Junlin wiped his hands slowly with a handkerchief.
"So obvious?"
"You have never treated others like this." Shang Junlin pointed out the facts lightly.
"Your Majesty doesn't like me getting acquainted with other people..." Sullen deliberately delayed for a while, seeing Shang Junlin's body gradually tense, before uttering the last two words, "Master?"
"It's enough for your lord to have me alone," Shang Junlin finished speaking and took the facts as examples, "It's not good to be like the king of Yue."
"Hahahaha," Shen Yu was overjoyed, "Why is Ah Lin taking the King of Yue as an example? Do you think I will be like the King of Yue, and gather all kinds of colors?"
"That's not what I meant." He just didn't want to see Mr. Jiang and Mr. He beside Shen Yu for no reason.
"I know," Shen Yu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "A Lin can rest assured, I have no interest in opening a dyeing workshop."
When it comes to dyeing workshop, I think gloomyly of the woman who was so angry that King Yue was unable to retaliate.
"Does Your Majesty know anything about that Miss Fang family?"
Shang Junlin was vigilant: "What do you want to do?"
"What's your Majesty thinking?" Shen Yu laughed, "I just think that this girl can't do anything for Da Huan, and she's a bit resigned."
"But she is a woman." Shang Junlin frowned. Although Dahuan was more open than other dynasties and had less restraint on women, there was no precedent for women to be officials.
"Isn't this something His Majesty said?" She pondered for a while, "Of course, you have to ask Miss Fang what she thinks first."
Shen Yu remembered very clearly that in the era before Shen Qingran's time travel, women could also be independent. Throughout the ages, there were not a few women with great talents.
Shang Junlin really meant to change the court with fresh blood, and seriously considered the feasibility of this matter.
Here, Miss Fang returned to Fang's house under the escort of the forbidden army.
Master Fang was taken aback when he saw the well-trained imperial guards stepping into his gate.
"What are you doing here?"
"Father, don't worry, my daughter didn't cause trouble. They sent her back. Please father entertain her." After speaking, Miss Fang quickly ran back to her room.
"Miss, you are back. Next time you go out, don't leave your servant at home. The servant really can't handle Madam."
"I know, I know," Miss Fang perfunctory, "Quickly, bring me a change of clothes, don't take those fancy ones."
"My miss, isn't this pink skirt very pretty? It suits you very well." The close maid persuaded.
Her young lady is good at everything, but she doesn't look like a young woman when it comes to dressing. Other girls like pretty and bright clothes, but her young lady doesn't. She never likes colors and styles suitable for young women.
"Don't bring this kind of skirt in front of me in the future." Miss Fang changed the style she usually likes to wear.
The servant girl couldn't resist her, so she had to put away the pink clothes.
"Why are you dressed in dust again?" Mrs. Fang hurried over when she heard that her daughter was back, "Isn't the pink one very nice? Why, meeting people is not going well?"
Mrs. Fang knew that her daughter specially dressed up to see people off.
"Don't talk about it, mother, that person is a scum. Besides me, he also has an appointment with a whole house of young men and young ladies, who have everything you need. If you don't know, you will think that you are choosing a concubine. Let him go in the future, bad luck."
Mrs. Fang sighed, "Just as long as you have an idea in mind."
After dealing with the matter of the imperial army, Master Fang also rushed over, and after knowing what happened, he patted his daughter on the shoulder: "The king of Yue was at fault for this matter, and His Majesty will not favor the king of Yue."
Miss Fang thought of the only two people who dared to confront the King of Yue after his identity was revealed, and asked, "Can father tell my daughter about your majesty and your lord?"
"What are you asking this for?"
"I heard that Your Majesty has a deep affection for Your Majesty, and my daughter needs to listen to some touching love stories to soothe her wounded heart."
Master Fang twitched the corners of his mouth. He only saw his daughter's excited face, but he didn't see any hurt expression on her face. However, Master Fang did not refuse because he felt sorry for her daughter.
One by one, he said something he knew.
He didn't notice his daughter's thoughtful eyes.
"Miss Fang may have guessed our identities, Your Majesty." Shen Yu followed behind Shang Junlin.
Shang Junlin stopped, waited for Shen Yu to walk beside him, and took his hand hanging in his sleeve: "Yes."
"Where is Your Majesty taking me?" Shen Yu let the man lead her, walking in an unfamiliar alley.
"Take you to the house we are going to live in during this time."
Whether it's for safety reasons or something else, their identities are special after all, so it's better to live in their own place with peace of mind.
Afraid of being depressed and unhappy, Shang Junlin thought for a while and added: "If Ah Yu likes Yingxing Tower, we can go tomorrow."
The evening sun was not dazzling, but only brought a warm feeling to people. He squinted his eyes gloomily: "When did Your Majesty prepare it?"
Seeing that Shen Yu didn't express dissatisfaction with his arrangement, Shang Junlin heaved a sigh of relief, "After watching the fireworks last time, people prepared them."
"It seems that His Majesty also wants to play with me out of the palace." Sullen teased.
"Yes, I want to be with Ayu."
The two were strolling in the Qingshi alley, and the voices of people could be heard faintly. The branches and leaves of the plants on the side of the alley were green, and occasionally there were a few birdsong, and the spring was strong.
Passing through the alley, a vermilion gate came into view.
Eunuch Meng, who was inside earlier, opened the door: "The two masters are back, and everything is ready at home."
He walked in curiously.
The courtyard is not big, but it is unique everywhere. The corridor is back and forth, and it is full of vibrant green plants.
Shen Yu turned around and was very satisfied with this temporary small courtyard.
Later, Eunuch Meng moved to Shang Junlin to approve the memorial.
"Is Your Majesty still busy with official business when you come out to play?" Shen Yu sat opposite Shang Junlin with his chin resting.
Shang Junlin was distracted while looking at the brochure handed over by the minister, talking with depression.
"Otherwise, it will be more busy after returning to the palace in a pile, and some of them may be dealt with more urgently." Shang Junlin picked up the next memorial, paused slightly, "it was presented by Master Fang."
"Could it be about the King of Yue?" The timing was too coincidental, gloomy subconsciously thought of what happened during the day, "Your Majesty, take a look."
"Your Majesty, come and watch with me." Shang Junlin invited.
Shen Yu was really curious about the content of this booklet, so she didn't refuse Shang Junlin's invitation, and sat next to him, "This soft couch is not as comfortable as the one in the palace."
Due to local restrictions, the soft couch is smaller than in the palace, and Shen Yu has to be next to Shang Junlin to sit down.
The two were next to each other, and the body temperature was transmitted to Fang through the clothes. After sitting in depression for a while, he felt warm on his body, and instantly changed his view of the soft couch.
Shang Junlin was very satisfied with this distance, secretly thinking about the possibility of changing the soft couch in the palace to a smaller one.
At the time of the layout, he only put forward a request, "to be comfortable and your gentleman likes it". The specific arrangement was completed under the supervision of Meng Gonggong. What Zhang Palace looks like now.
I have to say that Shen Yu is a person who enjoys it very much. After Shang Junlin got used to living in Yuzhang Palace, he didn't want to go back to his bedroom at all. Of course, he did not deny that the most important reason was that there was depression in Yuzhang Palace.
"After returning to the palace, do you want to move to my bedroom?" After asking, Shang Junlin felt more and more that this proposal was good, and enclosed Shen Yu in his own territory. When he thought of such a scene, Shang Junlin's heart surged. A sense of satisfaction.
"Why did Your Majesty suddenly mention this?" Shen Yu didn't understand how the topic jumped to this matter.
"At that time, your lord can arrange the palace according to your own preferences. Do you have any dissatisfaction with Yuzhang Palace?"
Shaking his head gloomily, he is quite satisfied with Yuzhang Palace, not to mention...
"I have already been criticized by the ministers. If I move to His Majesty's bedroom, those people may not be able to make up anything."
"Your lord doesn't seem like someone who would compromise on these matters. Where your lord and I live is our private matter. I believe that the ministers will not talk too much about it."
Shang Junlin darkened his eyes and added: "Even if there is, I will make them dare not say a word. When will it be their turn to question the decision I made!"
Shen Yu knows that Shang Junlin will do what he says, but he has no plans to move to Shang Junlin's palace at the moment. This distance is too close, far beyond his expectations.
"Does Your Majesty think Yuzhang Palace is not good?" Shen Yu leaned on Shang Junlin's shoulder, reached out to open the booklet, and changed the topic, "Your Majesty, look at what Master Fang said."
The first half of the excerpt is about official business, but after a change of style, he began to complain, denounced the king of Yue for being inhuman, and tricked many women into crying for him.
The words are sharp and very emotional.
Shen Yu looked at the master's accusation against the King of Yue without profanity above the zhezi, and was amused, "Master Fang is quite interesting."
Shen Yu felt that if Mr. Fang was present at that time, the King of Yue would definitely suffer a double blow, and he finally knew why Miss Fang was able to speak like this.
Shang Junlin is not interested in the affairs of Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang's daughter now, he just wants to pack up and bring depression into his bedroom when he goes back.
Absently echoing a few words, he put his arms around his flexible waist and put his hands on the depressed abdomen.
The man's palms were warm, and the depression was covered comfortably, and he lazily put his whole body weight on Shang Junlin's body.
Before he could continue talking about the Fang family's daughter, he heard a man's magnetic voice coming from above his head.
"There are babies here, don't you think you should give the baby's father a title?"
Gloomy: "..."
I can't make it through this time, can I