My harem is on fire

Why is Yongli here?

At this moment, Shen Junzhao thought he was in a dream. After all, during the four days when he was not allowed to enter the palace, he dreamed of Yongli every night.

Yongli wanted to give him a surprise, but at this moment he was frightened to death: "Why do you not cherish yourself so much? Is there anything that cannot be solved and must hurt yourself?"

The saber is sharpened, and the point of the sword stabs straight. How can a flesh and blood bear it?

Just one click, and the blood is pouring out!

Yongli hated himself for being late, looking at his black sleeves stained red with blood, he was burning with anxiety: "Chuan Imperial Physician! I'll go and find Chen Imperial Physician for you!" He didn't even think that this was Shen's mansion, Chuan Imperial Physician What kind of imperial physician.

Shen Junzhao grabbed his hand: "Why is Your Majesty here?" He didn't seem to be in any pain, the wound was bleeding and he didn't even frown. He just stared at Yongli and asked, "Why did Your Majesty leave the palace?"

Yongli said in a mess: "You have been sick for so many days, I want to see you, but Shen Xiang refuses, saying that I am afraid that you will make me sick, but I really miss you so much, so..."

Talking about Yongli, he felt stupid, how could he have the time to say these things, he had to go to the imperial doctor quickly, he hurriedly coaxed Shen Junzhao: "You wait, I will be back soon." Feeling the pain, Shen Zhaojun must be in pain.

Shen Junzhao didn't let go of him, his arm was injured, and blood dripped onto the ground along his fingertips, but he still held Yongli's wrist firmly, remembering that sentence: "...you miss me."

Yongli was slightly taken aback.

Shen Junzhao arched his brows, and an extremely pure smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

Yongli couldn't recover even more, he was insane.

"I miss you too."

Shen Junzhao pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Yongli's face was flushed, and there was only a violent heartbeat in his ears, thump, thud, it was not one person's heartbeat, but two people's heartbeats, which seemed to be fused together across the chest.

"Azhao..."

"Ah."

"You, me, we..."

Shen Junzhao hugged him even tighter, breath in his ears: "Your Majesty, don't take any risks in the future. I am both happy and scared when you go out of the palace like this."

Yong Li was so confused by his soft voice that he lost his mind: "Then what should I do if I miss you?"

Shen Junzhao's voice became more gentle: "I will be by your side."

There was a tingle in Yongli's throat: "Is it always?"

Shen Junzhao: "Always."

"And forever."

"Ah."

"how far is Forever."

"It's as far away as you want."

This childish conversation made Yongli's face even redder, he couldn't hold back his pounding heart, but fortunately he knew that Shen Junzhao's heartbeat was also extremely fast.

One person is stupid and stupid, two people are stupid but sweet.

The corner of Yongli's mouth couldn't be suppressed anymore, he wanted to say something more, and then suddenly remembered: "Your arm!"

It's over, it's over, his inattentiveness has cured the problem of Chinese and American traps!

Yong Li hurriedly broke free from his arms, looking anxiously at his forearm, but fortunately the wound was not deep, and the bleeding gradually slowed down.

Yongli, who was a little calmer, stopped calling the imperial doctor in a panic. He pulled off Shen Junzhao's sleeve and exposed his left forearm: "Is there hot water in your room?"

Shen Junzhao nodded.

Yongli went to heat the veil to clean him up briefly, and then found a piece of soft muslin to bandage his wound.

This series of movements was smooth and skillful, not something a young emperor should know.

In the past few years since he took the throne, Yongli has indeed been pampered and cared for himself, not touching common things, but before he took the throne, he not only had to take care of his sick mother, but also took care of family affairs, running around, and doing everything by himself.

Yongli was so busy, Shen Junzhao said again: "I will do it myself."

Yong Li glared at him: "The patient should stay well!"

Shen Junzhao's eyelashes drooped slightly: "I'm not sick."

How could Yongli fail to understand that he was pretending to be cold: "You are sick now."

Shen Junzhao didn't care about the injury on his arm: "It doesn't hinder."

But Yongli was very concerned: "If you leave scars, I won't like you anymore!"

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli was also afraid that he would be sensitive and overthinking, so he hurriedly said: "I like you no matter what, it's just that the white jade has flaws, which only adds to the regret."

Shen Junzhao called him softly: "Your Majesty..."

Yongli: "Huh?"

Shen Junzhao pursed his thin lips: "I won't leave a scar."

Yongli only thought he was comforting himself, so he didn't believe it, he nagged: "I will ask the imperial doctors to improve the jade skin ointment, make more and send it to Shen's residence, oh...let's stay in the palace, I will watch over it." You use it, so that you won’t take it seriously when you return to the mansion.”

Shen Junzhao didn't say anything more. In fact, he didn't need jade skin ointment, and he wouldn't leave scars.

When he was a child, he was whipped by his mother, but he recovered within a day or two.

No scars, it's like nothing happened.

Nothing happened, which means it will happen again.

Without any trace, there is no scruples.

Compared with his own arm, Shen Junzhao was more concerned about Yongli's leaving the palace.

In order to be able to leave the palace, Yongli also racked his brains and thought hard.

How to dismiss the servants, how to pretend to sleep through the window, how to find clothes from their secret base, how to take the sign and leave the palace through the corner gate, and how to run all the way to Shen's mansion...

How difficult this is, it is really impossible to explain in a few words.

Shen Junzhao frowned upon hearing this.

Yongli hurriedly said, "Why, is your arm starting to hurt?"

Shen Junzhao shook his head.

He did suffer pain, but it wasn't his arm, but his heart ached.

Shen Junzhao said in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault."

Yongli said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Shen Junzhao: "Father was right in reprimanding me. I really shouldn't have secretly taken you out of the palace before..." If he hadn't made those preparations, Yongli would never have been able to leave the palace.Although he was very happy to see him at this time, but when he thought of the dangers that Yongli might encounter after leaving the palace, and the journey from Yonghuanggong to Shen's mansion, how he had to make a compromise with the concierge...

Seeing that Shen Zhaojun was about to go into a corner again, Yongli quickly stopped: "Don't take everything on yourself, because without your preparations, I wouldn't be able to leave the palace?"

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli shook his hand and said, "I want to see you, and I want to see you at the ends of the earth."

Shen Junzhao's heart burned, and he looked up at him.

Yongli spoke domineeringly, and his face turned red when he finished speaking: "Anyway, anyway, you can't avoid it."

There was a smile in Shen Junzhao's eyes again, he held Yongli with his backhand, and said in a low voice, "I won't hide."

Yong Li swallowed dryly: "You have been hiding for four days."

Shen Junzhao paused, and asked him again: "Your Majesty, do you know why I haven't entered the palace to accompany you these four days?"

Yongli felt guilty, and said dryly: "What did I do to make you unhappy?"

Don't say it, don't say it, don't say that I held you down and kissed you all night!

Shen Junzhao said: "How could it be?"

Yongli: "Huh?"

Shen Junzhaowen said: "No matter what you do, you will never make me unhappy."

Yongli: "..." Oh, Ah Zhao probably ate honey bean cake in the morning, why is it so sweet!

Yongli was happy, and scratched his palm dishonestly: "Then why don't you come to accompany me? In the past four days, I'm almost...I'm almost annoyed to death by old man Qian!" I don't know the taste, and I can't sleep.

But obviously Shen Junzhao understood. He couldn't bear Yongli's itchy fingertips, so he interlocked his fingers and locked them: "It's because I did something ridiculous to you."

Yongli blinked: "What absurd thing are you doing to me?"

Shen Junzhao couldn't say it.

Although he didn't say anything, his eyes fell on Yongli's lips.

Just one click, very lightly.

But it was just that his eyes fell without substance, but Yongli seemed to be scalded by hot water, and his mouth was numb.

"That, that..." Yongxiang recalled that dream.

Shen Junzhao: "I'm sorry."

Yongli burst out: "That's not a dream!"

Shen Junzhao's heart tightened, afraid that he would be unhappy: "It's not a dream."

Yongli bit his lower lip subconsciously: "It's not a dream..."

Shen Junzhao gave a very soft "hmm".

Yong Li didn't even dare to look at him, he just stared at the clenched hands of the two, and said again: "Is it really not a dream?"

Shen Junzhao: "No."

Yongli: "How can you be sure it's not a dream?"

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli: "Why don't you kiss me again?"

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli didn't wait for him to move, and leaned over to peck him on the lips.

Shen Junzhao took a light breath, pulled him into his arms, and the two of them relived the "dream" that was so heart-wrenching.

Is it a dream? It's more like a dream.

***

To this day, what Shen Junzhao regrets the most is that he did not lock Yongli dressed as a servant in that room forever.

If time can be frozen, it will undoubtedly be the best time in the first half of his life.

Yongli didn't go on a personal expedition; he didn't leave everything behind and go to the front.

Yongli will not live or die; he does not need to know the so-called truth.

if that's the case--

He is Yongli, he is Shen Junzhao, they are two people who have nothing to do with each other.

Even if they are destined to go to hell together, they are ignorant and fearless.

It's a pity that regrets are useless.

He can't lock Yongli, and he can't break free from fate.

All he can do is guard him, protect him, and watch him all his life.

Let his wives and concubines gather in groups, and the country is thousands of miles away.

Shen Junzhao raised his eyebrows, and put his mind on the official business on the case, when a notice came from the servant outside: "Mr. Chen, please see me."

Shen Junzhao put down the file and replied, "Come in."

Chen Qing saluted, with a very strange expression on his face: "Master, I found the secret message in the golden Buddha statue here."

Shen Junzhao asked, "Where does the secret letter go?"

Chen please: "Inner Court."

Shen Junzhao tapped on the case with his fingertips: "Is there Liang Ming's eyes and ears among the eunuchs?"

Chen Qingtou was as big as an ox: "This secret letter...is presented directly to the present."

Shen Junzhao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said: "Give me the letter."

Chen Qing hurriedly submitted it, Shen Junzhao opened it, and what entered was the extremely neat but very jerky lower script.

My wife Ali:

I haven't seen you for four years, and I miss my husband very much. Now you will be crowned, and I have also reached an agreement.

Six states to you, when will you be mine.

Signed Liang Ming.

The holy son of the six states who unified the six states and watched covetously.