When a courtier said this to the emperor, he was looking for death. Since Shen Jue had recovered his memory, he had no interest in corporal punishment. But Shi Ji couldn't say so, so he picked it up and put it down gently.

"Come here!" Shen Jue shouted with a gloomy expression in his eyes.

Immediately someone from the palace came in.

"Call the Yulin Army in, drag Shi Ji out of the battle, and stop when he faints."

The leader of the Yulin Army came out of the same martial arts training ground with Shi Ji, and the two were quite familiar, but the emperor's orders, even if it was his Laozi, he had to follow him.

"Brother, I'm offended." The leader of the Yulin Army lowered his voice and said, then he squeezed the wooden plank in his hand and hit it down.

Shen Jue said that if you want to faint, you must faint. In order to prevent people from pretending to be fainted, they will prepare a basin of salt water. After the person faints, they will pour it on the wound. If this is not awake, it proves that the person is Really fainted.

So even if Shi Ji is thick and skinny, he will leave the palace sideways today.

When Shi Ji woke up, he only heard the cry in his ear. He opened one eye irritably and saw that it was his mother, so he could only soften his tone, "Mother, I'm not dead yet."

After hearing this, Mrs. Shi couldn't help but glared at Shi Ji, "Are you deliberately adding a blockage to your mother? I asked you to take care of you in front of the imperial court, don't cause trouble, why are you going... Hey, I don't care about you." , Wait for your father to train you."

So Shi Ji was beaten that night, because the lower body was almost broken, so Shi Haoran took the whip to the upper body. In the end, the grandfather couldn’t stand it, and came over and stopped him, “Enough, don’t beat. There is only one seedling in the teacher's house, and you are killed. What will you do later?"

At this time, Shi Ji still had the courage to grinned a little, "I'm another one. Anyway, I'm not obedient, I'm obedient."

When Shi Haoran heard this, he wanted to fight again, but he saw that his son had nowhere to fight, so he could only stop.

Shi Ji lay at home for half a month and couldn't get out of bed. The fight in the palace was already fierce enough. Later, he was beaten by his own father, and his whole body was almost out of skin.

One late night while recuperating in bed, someone sneaked into the teacher's residence. Shi Ji's young fellow first notified Shi Ji, and then brought people in from the back door of the Shi's mansion.

The man was wearing a black cloak and his entire face was covered under the hat. He did not take off the hat from the cloak until he entered the house.

He walked gently to the bed, looked at the person lying on the bed, and pursed his lips before he said, "Does the wound still hurt?"

After hearing the words, Shi Ji turned his face into the bed and said dullly: "What are you doing to see me? Why don't you go with the sick child?"

"Be cautious in your words and deeds. You have suffered from nonsense. Why are you still talking nonsense?" The voice of the man became deep.

Shi Ji suddenly turned his face and looked at the jade-like youth beside the bed, "Brother Yurong, tell me honestly, do you like him?"

Wen Yurong finally got out of the palace tonight. He found an opportunity to come to the teacher's palace. Hearing such questioning, he lowered his eyes and said, "I don't like it."

Shi Ji looked at Wen Yurong suspiciously, and for a long time, he said solemnly: "You better not like him. They killed my brother. I will always find evidence. If you like him, it will be painful. But you."

...

Shen Jue sat on the beauty couch in front of the window, quietly trimming the flower branches. After a while, someone hurried in from outside.

"Your Majesty." The man knelt on the ground, "The slave saw Master Wen's carriage parked at the back door of the Master's Mansion. After a scent of incense, Master Wen came out of it and returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

After hearing this, Shen Jue didn't change his expression. He clicked and cut out the most colorful flower, and threw it on the little table, "I see, go on."

Because of Wen Yurong's deception in previous lives, Shen Jue in this life has never believed in Wen Yurong, so when Wen Yurong suddenly asked to go back to the mansion to get a few books today, he asked the people of the Yulinjun to follow Wen Yurong secretly.

Sure enough, something was found, but the guards of the division were all Lianjiazi. Even the Imperial Forest Army did not dare to approach randomly, so there was no way to know who Wen Yurong met, what he did, and what he said. .

Shen Jue always felt that the atmosphere between Shi Ji and Wen Yurong was strange, like the last time Shi Ji rushed to him to question.

Although Shi Ji did not look at Wen Yurong, Shen Jue found that Wen Yurong had been looking at Shi Ji with concern, and even the edge of the memorial was crumpled by his hands.

Wen Yurong is always smart. If he didn't care about the other party, he wouldn't be so obvious. And Shen Jue still remembers the cyan print on his body last time. According to Wen Yurong’s character, he can’t do this kind of thing, more like Shi Ji’s handwriting, but Wen Yurong said in front of Tong Meng’er that he did it, even after three The top ten boards have not changed.

Various clues are enough to prove that Wen Yurong and Shi Ji's relationship is unusual.

Wen Yurong was willing to be punished for Shi Ji, but facing Shi Zhou's death, he was so indifferent, it was strange how he thought about it.

Shen Jue put down the flower scissors, picked up the flowers on the table, and looked at it attentively, then put the flowers into the palm of his hand and slowly rolled them into a ball.

Is it possible that it is not Shi Zhou who died, but Shi Ji?

Although the two brothers are only somewhat similar in appearance, they are almost exactly the same. If you look at the back, you can't tell who the two are. Shen Jue knew that there is a disguise technique, which can transform one person into another. If two people already look alike, it will be easier.

The easiest way is to kill Shiji, no matter whether the opponent is Shizhou or not, it has already been poisoned once and cannot be poisoned a second time. Shifu had two sons, Shiji and Shizhou. If Shiji died, he wouldn't know what the Shijia would do, and Wen Yurong would definitely doubt him. It would be too difficult for Wen Yurong to like him.

So he can only let Shi Ji live, at least Shi Ji cannot die in the capital.

...

Early the next morning, Wen Yurong entered the palace, and now he has a badge specially given by Tong Meng'er and can enter the palace at will. He came to the Chengde Temple where Shen Jue lived, and when he heard from the palace that Shen Jue was not awake, he gently retreated and went in.

He walked very lightly, walked to the bed, and gently opened the tent. When he saw that the person in the bed was still asleep, he was ready to go out and wait for the other person to wake up, but before he put down the tent, the person in the bed moved gently. For a moment.

Shen Jue thought about things very far last night, and did not sleep much more peacefully. He opened his eyelids slightly and saw a familiar figure. He blinked, then stretched out his hand to the opponent.

Wen Yurong saw the hand and paused before holding it. He sat down by the bed and said softly, "Has the Weichen awakened Your Majesty?"

Shen Jue followed the opponent's hand, hooked the opponent's neck, and pulled the person off. He found a good position between Wen Yurong's neck and rubbed his cheek. "Yulang was not there last night, and the lonely didn't sleep well. , Next time you want to get the book, ask the minion to send it in directly."

Wen Yurong always has a dry floral fragrance, which is really strange.

Wen Yurong didn't seem to expect Shen Jue to stick to him so much today. He was a little stunned. After Shen Jue bit his earlobe in dissatisfaction, he took a breath and whispered: "Weichen knows, your majesty will sleep for a while. Early."

"You come up to sleep with you alone." Shen Jue closed his eyes again.

Wen Yurong looked down, "Okay."

Wen Yurong would not be able to fall asleep again when he woke up, so when Shen Jue was sleeping in his arms, he just stared at the bed net and thought about things, but his brain was too messy, and he couldn't get a clear line of thinking.

He couldn't help but glanced sideways at the emperor next to him. The other party was sleeping soundly and breathing very smoothly, showing an unsuspecting look.

It is said that on the side of the couch, how to allow others to sleep peacefully, not to mention that Shen Jue was still an emperor, but fell asleep in his arms every time. Not right, Shen Jue had fallen asleep in Shi Ji's arms.

It seems that whoever warms him can show his belly to that person. But no matter how much the belly is exposed, the person next to him is a tiger, not a cat.

...

The days continued to live unsaltered, and in a blink of an eye, Shen Jue’s 30th birthday arrived.

Seeing that Shen Jue looked good these days, Tong Meng'er was ready to host a big event, because Shen Yongcheng was named the prince, and even Wang Yong could come to the palace banquet this year.

On the night of the Longevity Day, Shen Jue sat on the top, next to Tong Meng'er. Wen Yurong was not qualified to sit next to Shen Jue because his current identity was only a companion.

Tong Meng'er ordered the Ministry of Etiquette to do a big job this year, so this year there was an extra song and dance show, but not in previous years, because Tong Meng'er was afraid that she would be noisy.

It took so many years for the palace to reopen singing and dancing. The servant of the Ministry of Ritual eagerly fought and did a lot of money. This dance is flying to the sky and stepping on the drums. How complicated it is.

I saw the beautiful woman leading the dance wrapped in red silk with her waist as thin as a willow. He stepped on the snare drum raised by the person and kept spinning. When the sound of silk and bamboo became lower, the beautiful woman jumped down from the drum, from the dancer next to him. After taking the Jinbei, pinging Tingting, Lianbu moved lightly and walked to Shen Jue before kneeling down.

"The slave family wishes your Majesty the Eucharist forever and prosperity, and the great fortune of Wei."

The beauty lifted the golden cup over her head, which was filled with wine.

Shen Jue is not in good health and has never been drunk, but Tong Meng'er specially made it for him today, and the officials were watching from below, so Shen Jue thought for a while and gave the palace man next to him a look.

The palace man immediately stepped forward and took the golden cup in the hands of the beauty, first tried the poison with a silver needle, and then poured a little into the other cups. The **** who was tested for poison tasted it, and waited for a while. Only then brought the wine to Shen Jue.

Shen Jue drank the wine in one gulp, and when he turned the glass upside down, the officials immediately got up and congratulated: "Wish your Majesty the Holy Body and health, and wish me prosperity and prosperity."

Then Shen Jue drank a few more glasses of wine, which were respected by some first-grade ministers, and even Shi Haoran toasted him.

By the time Shen Juebai drove back to the palace, he was already a little drunk. He drove down from Luan with vain steps, and was supported by the palace staff. When he entered the hall, he could only lean on the couch.

This body couldn't drink alcohol, so he would be on his head as soon as he drank it. Shen Jue felt terribly uncomfortable for his stomach and head. Just as he closed his eyes and frowned, he gently pressed both hands on his temples.

Although Shen Jue didn't open his eyes, he leaned into the other's arms and asked without any strength: "Your father came to the palace banquet today, why didn't you go back with your father?"

The hands paused, and then Shen Jue heard a quiet answer.

"Erchen... Do you still have to return to the Yongwang Palace?"

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Someone: I am a little flustered now.

Wen Yurong: Ha.

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