Shen Jue's eyes swept across Shi Ji's face, and he tightened the hand hanging on Wen Yurong's neck, "Wen Aiqing, let's go."

He simply ignored Shi Ji's words, and after hearing Shen Jue's words, Wen Yurong walked forward in silence, leaving Shi Ji with a somewhat ugly expression.

Along the way, Wen Yurong was very cautious, because Shen Jue was too thin and weak. When he held it, he had the illusion that he was holding a child. On the way, Shen Jue closed his eyes for a while and opened his eyes for a while, like Very exhausted.

When he arrived at the palace quickly, Shen Jue suddenly said, "Wen Yurong, I heard that the little general of the teacher is your good friend, don't you feel sad about him?"

Wen Yurong kept walking, "Life and death are fateful, but life is just a short time, and it will pass by a few seconds."

Shen Jue laughed when he heard the words, "I didn't expect Yurong to be so open to you."

In a short period of time, Shen Jue's name for Wen Yurong had changed three, which caused Wen Yurong's expression to change slightly. When he walked to the gate of the palace, he found that there was no palace person outside, so he had to hug Shen Jue again.

He put the person on the bed safely, then stood far away with his hands bound, waiting for the next dispatch. The clothes under Wen Yurong's cloak were wet. At this time, they were sticky and uncomfortable. But without the edict, he did not dare to leave at will.

Shen Jue raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yurong not far away, "Go down."

"Yes." Wen Yurong bowed and retreated, but only when he retreated to the door of the inner hall, he heard a loud noise inside.

He paused, then walked in again, and as soon as he entered, he saw the present sage fell to the ground in embarrassment, with a fallen stool beside his feet.

Shen Jue seemed to hear the sound of Wen Yurong coming in, turned his head and stared at the other person, "I told you to go out, didn't you hear it?"

The tone is still vigorous, if not worthy of the pitiful posture at this time.

Wen Yurong was silent for a moment, but still boldly stepped forward. He helped Shen Jue up from the ground, patted the ashes on the other party's cloak, and said warmly: "What do you want to do, you might as well directly ask the minister."

For some reason, he had the illusion that if he left the other party, he would die in this palace.

Shen Jue pressed her lower lip, flicked her long eyelashes, and finally lowered her head slightly, "I want to change clothes."

The emperor's clothes were very complicated, especially Shen Jue's clothes were worn a lot. Wen Yurong spent a lot of time helping Shen Jue to wear clothes. Fortunately, the other party was very cooperative, standing obediently, letting him be at his mercy, and letting him raise his hand. Just raise your hand, let the leg raise the leg.

After Wen Yurong helped Shen Jue get dressed, he helped someone to sit on the bed, then turned around and went out. After a while, he came back with a basin of water, dampened the towel and wiped Shen Jue’s feet carefully. .

Shen Jue didn't wear shoes until he came back all the way. He stepped on the ground before, and the soles of his feet were stained with dust.

Just as Wen Yurong was about to take the water out and pour it out, Shen Jue sitting on the bed suddenly said, "You must think loneliness is very useless? Although you are the emperor, you can't even dress yourself."

Wen Yurong moved for a while and lowered his head to answer, "The minister did not think like this. It is a blessing for the minister to serve your majesty. People all over the world think this way. Your majesty is the emperor, so you should be served."

"Really?"

After the words fell, Wen Yurong felt something stepped on his shoulder.

After a glance, he found that it was Shen Jue's feet.

Shen Jue is not in good health and has little time to go to the ground. Generally, there is a Luanjia everywhere, and the time to go on his own is very little. In addition, he is the emperor, and the people in the palace usually serve this statue with twelve hearts. The Buddha, so Shen Jue's skin and flesh are perfect, and even these feet are more delicate than her boudoir daughter.

Ordinary men, no matter how elegant they are, they won't be meticulous on their feet. The soles of their feet always have some old dead skin, but Shen Jue's feet are really tender. When Wen Yurong was just wiping, he accidentally touched his fingertips a few times, and he had already experienced it.

Shen Jue deliberately stepped his foot on Wen Yurong’s shoulders, inherited Tong Meng’er’s phoenix eyes and picked up slightly, “Aiqing’s mouth is really good at talking, so the lonely person is almost happy, but you just violated Gu’s order. Disrespectful, how do you say loneliness should punish you?"

Wen Yurong cast his eyes down and answered calmly, "The minister is left to your majesty."

"Nagu still have to think about it." Shen Jue couldn't help but raised his hand and yawned. After a while, Wen Yurong felt that the feet on his shoulders had moved away, and after a while, the hall was completely quiet.

He maintained this action for a long time, then raised his eyes slightly, and when he took a look, he found that the person who had just dealt with him had already got into the bed.

Wen Yurong paused, then lifted the basin out, and sighed slightly when he left the hall.

Such a king is of no benefit to Wei.

...

Shen Jue really wanted to deal with Wen Yurong once, because he thought Shi Ji was a little weird, but he was too low-spirited. Before he could think of a solution, he felt cold and frozen, so he first retracted into the quilt, and ended up as soon as he entered the quilt. Fell asleep.

Waiting to wake up is already on the way back.

Tong Meng'er sat next to him, and when he saw him waking up, he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, "My dear, are you awake? Would you like to get up and eat something?"

Shen Jue shook his head, not letting Tong Meng'er help him, and sat up by himself. Maybe the hot spring was really effective. When he woke up this time, he seemed to feel more comfortable.

He lifted the driving curtain and looked out, and found that it was night, but he didn't know what time it was.

"Mother, how long has the son slept?"

"Soon, only two hours." Tong Meng'er said, "The queen thought you could sleep for a while, and you will be in the palace soon."

Shen Jue lowered the curtain of the car, his eyes fell on Tong Meng'er, "Does the queen really think that Wen Yurong and Shi Ji are good for the health of Erchen?"

When Tong Meng'er heard the words, her expression flashed with embarrassment. How could she not know what Shen Jue meant, but as a parent, what she hopes most is for the child to be in good health, even if it is a ridiculous way.

Always give it a try, in case the body gets better, if it is possible, she is really willing to transfer all Shen Jue’s illness to her.

"Jue'er, the queen knows you don't like them, but try to get in touch with them?" Tong Meng'er stretched out her hand and took Shen Jue's hand. "If it doesn't work, the queen will drive them out immediately."

Shen Jue took a look at Tong Meng'er, then slowly retracted her hand, "How does the queen want her son to try?"

Tong Meng'er squeezed out a smile, "In those days, you always saw them dismiss people without a cup of tea. This time you listened to the mother and the queen, everyone took turns to accompany you for a day, OK? You don’t have to do anything, just let them stand beside you as a log."

Shen Jue was silent for a long time before saying: "The son-chen can try to get along with them, but the mother promises the son-chen one thing, everything is left to the son-chen, and the mother-queen should not interfere."

"Yes." Tong Meng'er agreed.

...

Contrary to what Tong Meng'er had expected, Shen Jue called the two of them together to wait on her. Shen Jue leaned on the couch, a little **** pressed his feet, and Wen Yurong was holding Shunen, as for Shiji, he was throwing a pot.

"One of you, as a lonely student, and one as a master of riding and shooting, should do something practical in his position." Shen Jue said.

Shen Jue woke up and slept and woke up several times, but the two of them were not allowed to stop. After the whole day, Wen Yurong's mouth was dry and her hand holding the book was trembling, but Shi Ji was okay, but somewhat Looks tired, the older the pottery head gets worse.

Shen Jue called to stop when he went west in the future, but he only told Wen Yurong to stop, "You are tired today, come back tomorrow."

Wen Yurong bowed, but when he quit, he couldn't help but glance at Shi Ji who was still throwing the pot.

Dinner was already set at this time, because Tong Meng'er promised not to intervene and did not come today.

Shi Ji had thrown the pot for a day. He was hungry for a long time, smelling the scent of the rice, and couldn't help but grunt, but Shen Jue didn't seem to hear it. He chose to eat his meal, and stopped after a few bites. chopsticks.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Shi Ji, "Shi Ji, are you hungry?"

Probably it was Jiangmen's disciple, and Shi Ji was a little straightforward, not wanting Wen Yurong to tactfully.

"I'm hungry." Shi Ji said honestly.

Shen Jue smiled, "Then you answer a few questions about Gu, how about Gu's meal?"

"Your Majesty, please."

"There are 18 dishes on this table. If you tell Wen Yurong's shortcoming, you can eat one dish. Let's talk." Shen Jue stared at Shi Ji.

Shi Ji didn't seem to expect it to be such a request. After a while, he lowered his head and said, "Weichen doesn't know what shortcomings of Master Wen have."

"I don't know? Then you are hungry." Shen Jue colded his face.

When Shen Jue came back from the bath, Shi Ji was still throwing the pot. He asked Shi Ji again, but Shi Ji still said he didn't know. Shen Jue asked someone to take the pitcher into the inner hall and put it next to his dragon couch.

"Continue to cast, cast all night." Shen Jue said to Shi Ji. He knew that he was not in good spirits, so he called a small night watch **** to come in. "You just stared at him to cast the pot today, don't stop, you know?"

The little **** nodded in horror, "The slave knows."

Shen Jue went back to bed, and he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. When he woke up, it was already bright the next day. He lay on the bed for a while before opening the bed net. Shi Ji was still throwing pots at this time, his eyes were flushed, and his hands were shaking violently.

The little **** was guarding him, carefully helping Master Ji pick up arrows.

Shen Jue looked at Shi Ji in silence for a while, and asked people to call Wen Yurong in.

"Wen Aiqing, if you name Shi Ji's ten shortcomings, Gu will let Shi Ji go back to rest."

Wen Yurong had long known that Shi Ji had cast the pot here all night, and he was silent for a moment, and said: "Stubborn, rigid..." He continued without stopping.

Speaking of ten, he stopped.

Shen Jue nodded in satisfaction, "Sure enough, Wen Aiqing is more lonely." At this point, he glanced at Shi Ji with disgust, "You can go down, and when you learn to speak, come back to Yuqian to serve."

Shi Ji paused for a moment with his hands throwing the pot, and after a while, he bowed his head to salute Shen Jue and retire.

On the third day, Shi Ji reappeared in front of Shen Jue. He saluted Shen Jue and stood there, as if waiting for Shen Jue to ask questions.

Shen Jue glanced at him, "Learn to speak?"

"Yeah." Shi Ji nodded.

"Then you talk about the ten advantages of loneliness today."

Shi Ji, who had prepared a phone call and made up lessons overnight: "..."

After a long while, Shi Ji spoke dryly, but there were no more than ten, and Wen Yurong frowned when she watched by the side.

Shen Jue squinted his eyes, "Can't tell? Then stand and think." He turned his head and looked at Wen Yurong again, "Wen Aiqing, come here."

The tone of his speech to the two people was extremely peaceful.

To Shi Ji was cold, without a slight smile, but to Wen Yurong, he spoke softly and smiled.

Shi Ji stood there, and as long as he raised his eyes slightly, he could see Shen Jue leaning on Wen Yurong, as if he had no bones.

Wen Yurong was actually a little uncomfortable. He was too close to Shen Jue, but he found that Shen Jue liked to lean on, either leaning on a soft pillow or leaning on people, as long as he could lean on it.

The Ambergris on the opponent's body burrowed into his nose in bursts.

In addition to ambergris, it also has a strong medicinal taste.

He waited for a while in the imperial front, and saw how much medicine Shen Jue had to drink every day, but he found that Shen Jue had never complained about drinking the medicine. Even if there was candied fruit, Shen Jue would not take it.

"What do you mean by this?" Shen Jue suddenly stretched out his finger to point at a column of words in the book.

Wen Yurong quickly answered, only to find that his shoulders sank after speaking. He glanced over and found that the person who was still awake was asleep.

At this time, there were only him, Shen Jue and Shi Ji standing in the hall.

Wen Yurong dared not move, but turned her head slightly to look at Shi Ji.

Shi Ji also raised his head. He looked at Shen Jue who was sleeping on Wen Yurong's shoulder and said a word silently.

Wen Yurong shook his head slightly, but Shi Ji had already stepped forward. He directly picked up the sleeping Shen Jue from the couch and walked into the inner hall.

Wen Yurong was taken aback by his actions, and hurriedly followed in, and saw Shi Ji throwing people directly on the bed.

"Are you crazy?" Wen Yurong lowered his voice and hurriedly walked to the bed, only to see that the person was not awake, he was relieved.

Shi Ji looked at him, "Don't worry, I deliberately clicked the sleeping acupoint before throwing it away. This sick child can't wake up."

"But this is too reckless, do you know that there is one more injury on his body, will the queen mother suspect it?" Wen Yurong frowned.

Shi Ji snorted, "Why? He is also a big man anyway."

Wen Yurong's face sank, and she stepped forward to roll up Shen Jue's sleeves. As expected, there was already a green mark on it.

Shi Ji frowned when he saw this.

Wen Yurong sighed, "You don't know how tender his skin is. I'm afraid it's better than that of children. In short, don't be so reckless in the future. I will take care of today's affairs. You go out first. "

...

After Shen Jue woke up, he first felt an inexplicable pain in his body, but before he could speak, the bed net was lifted from the outside.

Wen Yurong's face appeared, and he looked at Shen Jue gently and gently, "Your Majesty is awake, do you want to eat?"

He remembered that the **** said that Shen Jue was a child, and during this time he was serving in the front of the imperial court. He seemed to feel that the other party was somewhat different from the rumors. He was capricious but not yet violent. He could only be described as a spoiled child .

As long as the child is coaxed, the matter does not need to be stabbed to the child’s mother.

And Shen Jue looked at Wen Yurong's smile, a little surprised, because Wen Yurong always laughed at him like this in previous lives, and laughed like this every time he tried to lie to him.

He blinked slightly, and suddenly raised his voice, "Come on, call a doctor."

Tong Meng'er rushed over for the first time and saw a few more blue marks on Shen Jue's body, his face changed directly, and the servant under his hand had shaken into a sieve.

"Come here, you usually wait for your majesty to take a bath, can you see these marks?" Tong Meng'er looked cold.

The palace man quickly put his whole person on the ground, "The minion didn't see it. Your Majesty was fine last night, there is no such mark."

"Oh, that's the time of day. Who is waiting for the imperial court today?"

"Back to the empress dowager, it is Master Wen and Master, the minions are waiting outside the hall."

Tong Meng'er's eyes turned to the two beautiful men who were kneeling on the ground. She originally wanted these two men to make her Jue'er disease better, but she didn't expect these two men to have the courage of the bear.

"The empress dowager, it was the Weichen who accidentally injured your majesty, please punish the empress dowager." Wen Yurong took a few steps forward and slammed her head heavily.

"Punishment, of course you must be punished." Tong Meng'er sneered, "Then what about you? Shi Ji, are you completely unattended at this time?"

Shi Ji was silent and heard the footsteps coming out of the inner hall.

It's Shen Jue.

Shen Jue sat down beside Tong Meng'er, supported by someone. As soon as Tong Meng'er saw Shen Jue coming, he let go of his mind, "My dear, why did you come out?"

Shen Jue glanced tiredly at the group of people who were kneeling on the ground, "The queen will punish someone?"

"They didn't serve well, of course they must be punished."

Shen Jue turned his gaze on Wen Yurong. In previous lives, he had tolerated Wen Yurong in every possible way. Even if he knew some tricks of the other party, he still kept it from Tong Meng'er, but Wen Yurong did not because of his tolerance. And falling in love with him, just teamed up with Shi Zhou, playing with him like a fool.

In this life, what if he is not tolerant?

"The mother will punish you, Erchen is also happy to see it." Shen Jue turned his head and smiled at Tong Meng'er.

Wen Yurong suffered thirty slabs, and the leader of the Imperial Forest Army personally fought them. Each slab was solid. Wen Yurong couldn't get up after finishing it. In the end, the servants of the prime minister's house carried it back.

Shi Ji was charged with a crime of negligence of duty and suffered five slaps, but his body was tougher than Wen Yurong, so he was fine.

Wen Yurong stayed at home for a month of wounds, and when his wounds healed, he received a decree in the house.

"Is your majesty urging me to enter the palace?" Wen Yurong rushed from his courtyard to the front yard.

When the prime minister saw Wen Yurong, his face changed slightly, "No, your majesty is not in good health. I will move to Nangong to live in a few days, so that you can continue to heal at home without going to the imperial court." He paused, " I heard that Shi Ji will follow."

Speaking of this, the prime minister looked at Wen Yurong's eyes a little bit of blame, "Yueze, how do you do things? How did your father tell you before you entered the palace? You have a good relationship with Shizhou, but the teacher Haoran It is different from Shi Zhou. If your Majesty believes in Shi Ji, what should we do with the Wen family?"

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