My harem is on fire

Seeing that Yongli was about to fall asleep, Shen Junzhao was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he rested like this, so he stopped his voice.

Yong Li narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Huh?"

Shen Junzhao: "If Your Majesty is tired, go to the bedroom to rest."

Yongli is really tired, and Shen Junzhao is also really reluctant to part with him. He is half asleep and half awake at the moment, with a soft voice: "You stay with me..."

Shen Junzhao: "Okay..."

Yongli smiled, a little childish, but sweet and heartwarming.

Shen Junzhao lowered his eyes, not daring to take another look.

The Changxin Hall was originally the emperor's sleeping hall, and after lifting the curtain and entering the inner room, it is the dragon bed soft couch.

Yongli sent everyone away a long time ago, so of course he could only do the dressing himself. He wanted to ask Shen Junzhao to help, but he didn't dare to think of his dirty thoughts.

If Shen Junzhao is molested here, he will die himself. It's a small matter, but Shen Junzhao's self-abuse is a big problem!

It's just that the emperor's regular clothes are also very cumbersome. Yongli is a pampered young emperor, how can he do it?

Shen Junzhao hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward and said, "I will help you..."

Yongli didn't look sideways: "Mmm..."

There was nothing to say for a while, only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Yongli wished he could recite the mantra of purifying the heart a hundred times, but he couldn't stop Shen Junzhao's pleasant smell. It was clear and cold, and it shouldn't be too pleasant to smell in summer.

Hey, Rong Qing is very good at blending fragrances, why can't he blend this fragrance!

The name flashed through his mind, and Yongli thought of himself, this magnificent and noble man—since the last time, he had never been to Ronghua Palace. Although he was not considered cold, people in the palace used to watch people order food. Disc, if he doesn't go to see Rong Qing again, he is afraid that he will suffer.

"What is Your Majesty thinking?" Yongli tried to distract himself, but Shen Junzhaofei wanted to drag him back.

Yongli: "..." Thinking about concubines in the harem, how dare he say such things!

"I'm thinking about the excerpt just now." Yongli said casually.

Shen Junzhao didn't point it out, so he followed him and chatted about the story.

Although Yongli was confused, he actually finished reading these excerpts last night. He said he wanted Shen Junzhao to show him, but in fact he wanted to hear his voice more, so the chat was in harmony and would not reveal his secrets.

The two of them were talking about business, changing clothes was not so charming.

Yongli loosened his hair, and casually put on an outer shirt, which made his skin white and beautiful, and his almond eyes made him look younger, not like he was about to reach the crown, but like a wanton young man in his fifteenth or sixteenth year.

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yong Li liked to laugh, and poked him in the heart: "You go and change your clothes too, how can you rest with your appearance like this?" You don't dare to have hands and feet, it's better to be invisible than to be invisible than to be invisible.

Shen Junzhao said: "I can do this..."

Yongli wanted to say something else.

Shen Junzhao was already sitting on the soft couch next to him: "Go to sleep, Your Majesty..."

Said they were resting together, it was impossible for Shen Junzhao to sleep on the dragon bed.

The absurd things when I was young, how can I do it now.

Not to mention the difference in identity, it is...

Shen Junzhao would not be an inch closer to the bed.

Yongli didn't dare to force it, it was already a dream to be able to guard him like this, no matter how greedy he was, it would be nothing.

"Then I'm asleep..." Yongli fell on the bed and looked at him from the outside.

Shen Junzhao: "Go to sleep..."

Yong wanted to see him for a while, but stayed up all night feeling dizzy and drowsy: "Shen Junzhao..."

Shen Junzhao: "The minister is..."

But Yongli was talking in his sleep: "Azhao...Ziyu..."

Saying his name, it seems that I can stay with him forever in a dream.

Shen Junzhao sat quietly at the side, with his back straight, and it was half a stick of incense when he sat.

He looked at Yongli without blinking, his mind was in a mess, full of contradictory thoughts.

He thought that the person in front of him was a gift from heaven, the brightest beam of light in his short life, and the life-saving straw that pulled him out of the abyss.

No one has given him care and love, only Yongli has given him.

But how could he be his biological brother.

When he thinks he has got everything, why is it all empty in an instant?

Shen Junzhao thought again, since he is a brother, why not let him know earlier?

A little earlier, just a little earlier, he will definitely not be delusional, he will definitely not want to grow old with him, and he will definitely cut off all those crazy thoughts.

But he soon understood.

So what if it was earlier?

Even when they met for the first time, Shen Zhengming told him: "This is your blood brother."

What will happen to him?

Can he stay away from Yongli?Can he look back at him?Can he resist not approaching him?Can he not desire after being warmed by him again and again?

There is no doubt that he will still love him.

Even if you lose your conscience.

Just like now, he yearned for him all the time.

Shen Junzhao stretched out his hand, and tremblingly touched Yongli's fair cheek with his fingertips.

It is already a heartache to leave at the touch of a touch.

If he is destined to go to hell, he only asks to be celibate.

Yongli will always forget that youthful absurdity.

He is not like him.

He lost Yongli, and there was no one around him.

Yongli still has friends, family members, beauties in the harem, and courtiers who sincerely support him.

Not to mention that Yongli is full of ambitions, serving the people and the country, and he is destined to be a benevolent emperor and a wise master.

There are always countless people gathered around Yongli, and he is just one of them.

In the past, Shen Junzhao would feel unwilling and uneasy, and the desire to monopolize him would drive him crazy.

Now he thinks it's good.

Yongli slept soundly and soundly this time, and when he woke up, Shen Junzhao had already left.

He was a little disappointed, but he could quickly relieve himself.

Forget it, he should improve his memory when it came out two years ago.

Looking at the beautiful scenery, the perfect Shen Xiang has the deadliest heart disease.

Healed his scars and forgot about the pain, what should he do if he just keeps forcing him and forcing people into accidents?

If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, if you don't want to love him, don't love him, a good person is more important than anything else.

Yongli cheered up, thinking about the business in his heart.

Zinan has always been in charge of this matter that he was busy behind his back. At this moment, he dismissed the others and asked, "Is Rong Qing's younger brother trustworthy?"

Zi Nan shook his head: "Shangye has searched for a long time with the clue he gave, but there is no news."

Yongli's heart was wrenched: "That child is just thirteen, don't..." fall into that dirty place again.

It's hard to be silent.

Thinking about the miserable experience of this group of people, Yong Li felt panicked.

There is no king in the world, but he is an emperor, but he can't protect this small clan.

This is still his step-sister's deathbed Tove.

The only wish of the girl who saved his life and exchanged her own body for the lives of hundreds of thousands of Dayong soldiers.

The next day...

When the envoys from the six states came to Beijing, there was another rush.

Yongli was bowed down by his envoys at court, and among the cloud-like birthday ceremony, the leading man was particularly eye-catching.

After three years of absence, the boy's childishness has long faded, and his demeanor really deserves the name of the Holy Son of the Six States.

Three years ago, Yongli was sixteen and Liang Ming was fourteen.

Although Yongli was two years older than him, the nomads were physically strong, and Liang Ming was a full head taller than Yongli.

Now that Yongli is about to reach Guanli, Liang Ming is only 17 years old, but how can a man in a straight Hanfu with broad shoulders and narrow waist have the slightest childishness?

He had a pair of blue eyes, his complexion was a sun-absorbing wheat color, and his hairstyle was learned from Chinese style, but it was hard to hide his unruliness, especially the snow-white teeth exposed after the corners of his mouth were curled up, which was even more wolf-like.

Liang Ming performed the out-and-out etiquette of Dayong, but his posture was not at all respectful, and his eyes were even staring at him.

Yongli looked at him condescendingly, and said in a calm voice, "Long time no see, Shengzi is gone."

Liang Ming looked at him from the bottom up, but it was as if he was passing through the white jade steps, and looked at him: "Two years and 250 six days."

He speaks Dayong's official words in a correct and round manner, matched with a mellow bass, which is very pleasant to the ear, but none of the courtiers know what he means by these words.

Yongli's brow twitched, and he cursed inwardly: "You dog."

Of course, Emperor Yuan Yao was quite graceful on the surface: "Holy Son, don't worry, since the six states have surrendered to Dayong, Dayong will definitely not treat the people badly." One sentence explained the meaning of Liang Ming's words, two years and 250 six Isn't this day the day when Yongli conquered the six states?

This army will be beautiful.

Unexpectedly, Liang Ming acted recklessly and risked his death in court: "This is the day when I part with Your Majesty alone."

courtier:"!"

Wu Honglang yelled: "Presumptuous!"

Liang Ming did a good job in his homework, and he recognized Wu Honglang at a glance: "Master Wu, don't get angry. Although he lives in a remote place, he has read the four books roughly. He highly respects the Yongli system. It is just like the so-called monarch, minister, father, son , as a subject alone, thinking of His Majesty day and night, how presumptuous are you talking about?"

When he talked about these six words that he missed day and night, he raised his eyes to look at Yongli, his exotic and slender eyes were full of ambiguity.

A secret letter is not enough, it's time to tease Emperor Yuan Yao.

Liang Sigou really thought Dayong didn't dare to touch him!

Although Yongli had a few mistakes, but under the circumstances at that time, the one who couldn't afford to lose was Liang Ming.

Emperor Yuan Yao has long been famous both at home and abroad for his nonsense, and Liang Ming has hit a hard nail: "Since I miss you so much, the Holy Son will stay in Dayong and serve me personally."

courtier:"!"

Don't ask, it's just a little cool to ask.

There are benefits to being out-of-the-box!

Many of the envoys from the six states knew Chinese, and their faces turned green when they heard this: How could their holy son, the god enshrined in the six states, stay in Dayong to serve the mortal emperor!This tone is too disrespectful to them!

Liang Ming could not hold his breath, his eyes rolled down, the envoys were peaceful and no one dared to speak out, he said again: "Your Majesty treats you so kindly, Gu is very happy, but the plains are boring, Your Majesty might as well go back with Gu Six states, galloping horses on the grasslands, galloping through the mountains, every night...um..."

The bastard didn't say anything, Liang Ming, who was standing upright, gave a soft knee and knelt down firmly.

He raised his head in an instant, and his cold gaze fell on the man in the imperial robe of cranes under His Royal Highness Jin Luan with a cold gaze like a lone wolf.

Shen Junzhao didn't even look at him, let alone make any moves.Perhaps Liang Ming, who is extremely skilled, had to kneel above the main hall, and there was no one else except the chief assistant of Da Yong!

I knew that Shen Junzhao was very skilled, but I didn't know that he was so tricky and powerful.

In fact, Yongli didn't understand it, he only vaguely noticed that something flew out of Shen Junzhao's sleeve and hit Liang Ming's knee, which not only interrupted his mixed speech, but also made him kneel firmly.

Sure enough, if you want to subdue those who play tricks, you have to "beat" them!

Yongli felt refreshed and sweet in his heart, and said with a smile: "Holy Son doesn't need to perform such a great gift, you are born in a wilderness after all, I won't be annoyed at your slip of the tongue."

Playing tricks on me?

Liang Gouming, you don't even think about who taught you that trick!

After nearly three years of preparation, Liang Ming suffered such a dark loss, how could he be reconciled?

His blue eyes flashed, and he knelt down: "To tell you the truth, I am alone to see the holy face, wearing the stars and wearing the moon. I am afraid that my legs are useless. I am afraid that I will not be able to leave the palace today. Can I ask the masters of the Imperial Hospital to help me?" Take a look?"

The translation is: Lao Tzu is lame and can't walk.

If he doesn't stay in the palace, how can he see Yongli all the time?

After three years of absence, how could his little beauty be more beautiful.