Faint Jun will look like Faint Jun.

Unlike Wen Yurong, who went home to recuperate, Shi Ji went back to serve in Yuqian on the third day after being punished, and then felt firmly how difficult it was for Shen Jue to serve.

For example, Shen Jue sits on the beauty couch in front of the window. It is obviously still early autumn. He is already wrapped in fox fur, holding a red ball of embroidered satin in his hand, and lazily throwing it out the window.

Shi Ji flew out with a little tiptoe. After less than half a moment, he came back with the ball. After putting the ball in that hand, the ball was thrown out again.

The surrounding palace people laughed secretly, thinking that the saint was training Shi Ji as a dog. Shi Ji thought so too. After a few rounds, his face became more and more ugly, but he couldn't attack.

Finally, Shen Jue who was playing was tired and didn't want to play anymore, so he let Shi Ji off. But he looked at Shi Ji who had returned the ball again and hooked his finger.

Before Shi Ji's face was calm, he saw Shen Jue's hand leaning towards him.

Shi Ji: "???"

He looked at Shen Jue suspiciously.

And Shen Jue squinted at him, with the arrogance of the superior in his eyes, "Keep your head down."

When Shi Ji heard this, he could only lower his head. As soon as he lowered his head, his chin was scratched.

"Really good." Shen Jue laughed.

Shi Ji froze, feeling humiliated, his neck flushed instantly and blue veins appeared. Shen Jue's behavior was obviously teasing the dog.

In the whole world, I am afraid that only the emperor dared to tease a general who had been on the battlefield as a dog.

While Shi Ji endured his emotions, Shen Jue was observing the other party. During this period of time, he had been skeptical. He suspected that Shi Zhou was not dead, first because Shi Zhou died too easily, and second because Wen Yurong was too calm.

Even if Wen Yurong hadn't felt affection for Shi Zhousheng at this time, the two of them grew up together. Shi Zhou was very sticky to Wen Yurong. There is no reason why Shi Zhou died, Wen Yurong was so calm.

However, Shi Ji has always put on a bitter face.

Shen Jue didn't want to see Shi Ji anymore when he finished teasing, waved his hand and made people retreat. As soon as Shi Ji retreated, the lazy expression on Shen Jue's face faded. He looked at the embroidered red ball indifferently.

During this time, Wen Yurong was recuperating in the mansion, so he could only tease Master Ji for a while and observe the reaction of the other party.

It's just that during this period of time, his body is still too bad, he has been groggy, and even teasing Shiji has exhausted his strength. With such a body, if he hadn't lived to be 33 years old in previous lives, he would have thought he would die tomorrow.

Shen Jue still wants to raise his body better, and then he can fight. So in the late autumn, Shen Jue offered to go south to Nangong to live for a period of time, and then come back when the spring started.

In previous years, there was also a custom to live in Nangong, but only after the winter, Shen Jue moved a little earlier this time, so Tong Meng'er was temporarily unable to accompany him, so she had to send more guards to follow Shen Jue. .

"Is Shi Ji bring it?" Tong Meng'er asked.

Shen Jue thought about it, "Bring it."

"What about Wen Yurong?"

Shen Jue looked at Tong Meng'er, "What does the queen mother think?"

Tong Meng'er's eyes flashed displeased, "The queen mother thought Wen Yurong was a smart, but if he knew that he was not so smart, let him continue to heal his wounds in the house. The queen looked at him, but she didn't see that he is prosperous. It's useless."

This is really a big change. In previous lives, because Shen Jue liked Wen Yurong and Tong Meng'er loved Wu and Wu, he was also beloved of Wen Yurong in every possible way, and all the good things in the water were sent to Wen Yurong.

But now Shen Jue didn't like it anymore, and with Shen Jue's injury, coupled with the last time he ate smoothies and got sick, Tong Meng'er gradually became disgusted with Wen Yurong.

"Then do as the mother said, don't take him." Shen Jue smiled.

Therefore, someone specially sent to Wen Mansion to make a report, and let Wen Yurong recover his injuries in the mansion, but he did not expect that the next day, Wen Yurong would invite him to the palace.

Shen Jue leaned languidly on the couch and lazily glanced at Wen Yurong who was kneeling not far away, "Is the injury healed?"

"Thank your majesty for your concern, it's all done." Wen Yurong replied respectfully.

Shen Jue was silent, and Wen Yurong kept kneeling, but he didn't wait for Shen Jue's next sentence. He paused and could only say: "Your Majesty, the minister wants to go to Nangong with your Majesty."

"You can only go if you do well, what do you do if you don't?" Shen Jue said softly.

Wen Yurong's back is very straight, with the character of his literati, "The last thing was the negligence of the minister, and I will never commit it again next time."

There was a long silence after this sentence.

"Come here." Shen Jue said slowly.

Because he didn't cry, Wen Yurong didn't dare to get up, walked forward on his knees, and climbed to the couch. As soon as he kneeled, a hand fell on his head.

"Wen Aiqing, Gu admires you very much, but the queen mother prefers to teach Ji a little bit. Gu doesn't want to violate the meaning of the mother, so I can only wrong you a little." Shen Jue's voice came from above, "Do you understand Gu's heart? "

Wen Yurong quickly thought of what happened before. Shen Jue seemed to be more inclined to him, and she didn't look good to Shi Ji, but last time in front of Tong Meng'er, Shen Jue punished him heavily and Shi Ji lightly.

For ministers, two points are extremely important, and they are even higher than ability. One is to understand the holy will, and the other is to please.

Wen Yurong entered the palace as a companion, so naturally he didn't want to spend his entire life in the role of a companion, and what he did every day was not like a companion.

"What does your majesty mean?" Wen Yurong asked hesitantly.

Shen Jue's hand on Wen Yurong's head used a little force, "This time I go to Nangong, I will only take one of you two. As for who goes, it's up to you."

When the words fell, he withdrew his hand.

The day of the trip was five days later, and Wen Yurong didn't enter the palace again for the five days. Only the night before he appeared, Shi Ji handed over a zigzag, saying that he would not be able to accompany Jun to the south.

When Tong Meng'er received the zhezi, his brows frowned, "What's the matter with this teacher?"

Shen Jue was sitting next to him. He was a little surprised at the result. It was because he hadn't read Wen Yurong through the past few lives. He didn't know what Wen Yurong wanted. In the past few lives, Wen Yurong hated him, so he wanted revenge. What does Wen Yurong want in this life?

People have desires, hopes, and desires. Even the gods are, for example, he wants to cultivate immortals all day long without being disturbed by mundane things, while his brothers are indulging in human love. Love cannot extricate himself.

"Mother, Shi Ji is sick, but isn't the other injured? Let him accompany the child minister." Shen Jue said lightly.

Tong Meng'er's brows tightened, "Wen Yurong? He even made the queen angry last time. This time he will go with you alone. How can the queen be relieved?"

Shen Jue pulled the corner of her lips, "There are so many palace servants around the son, why is he the only one? Besides, the mother doesn't suspect that what Sitian Supervisor Ling said is incorrect. You'll find out after trying this winter."

With that said, Tong Meng'er was still relieved, but when she was about to leave, she called Wen Yurong over, gave a careful warning, and finally said: "You take good care of your Majesty. If you are good, you will have a great reward."

"Weichen would like to follow the teachings of the Queen Mother." Wen Yurong bowed his head respectfully.

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The emperor Luan was driving, Wen Yurong was naturally not qualified to go up, but Shen Jue asked him to sit on the second day of driving.

As soon as Wen Yurong entered the carriage, he felt the heat inside. He took a closer look and found that there were more than 20 soup ladies stuffed in the carriage. If the carriage can't burn charcoal, the palace folks may wish to burn the charcoal fire too.

Shen Jue left the palace and seemed to lose his energy. The whole person was buried in the bedding, only half of his face was exposed, and the half of his face was almost transparent.

He saw Wen Yurong coming up, struggling to poke a hand out of the quilt, "Come here."

Wen Yurong didn't think much about it, and moved forward. As soon as he arrived in front of Shen Jue, he was hugged. His body couldn't help stiffening, but Shen Jue seemed to feel the heat, and took a breath, his lips trembling like a pear, "You hold me tight."

He really overestimated his body, but when he went on the road, he felt like he was going to die.

In previous lives, since Wen Yurong entered the palace, Shen Jue held Wen Yurong for warmth on the road, and before that, it was Tong Meng'er holding him.

Shen Jue thought he could survive on his own. After all, it was not yet winter, but it was too cold. He was cold from head to toe, and he couldn't even do the drowsiness of the past.

"Is your majesty cold?" Wen Yurong said hesitantly.

Shen Jue closed his eyes, opened the quilt, and plunged directly into Wen Yurong's arms, his teeth trembling, "What do you say?"

Without the quilt blocking, Wen Yurong only felt that a block of ice had come in his arms, and in surprise he could only quickly cover Shen Jue with the quilt. But he is a big man, it is always strange to hold a man older than him in his arms, not to mention that the other party is still a king.

But Shen Jue was cold and crazy, this kind of cold was harder than pain, and it was almost impossible to breathe. He just leaned into Wen Yurong's arms and pressed his hands, feet and face tightly against each other.

This broken body...

I don't know how long it took before Shen Jue felt that his breathing became easier. Wen Yurong slowly adjusted her posture long ago, letting Shen Jue press on him. He dared not press on the emperor.

And after Shen Jue lay quietly on Wen Yurong for a while, he struggled to sit up.

Wen Yurong naturally wanted to help, but when they sat up, their posture became even more awkward.

Shen Jue sat just three inches above Wen Yurong's belly.

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