My harem is on fire

Shen Junzhao will never forget this moment.

Yongli was plotted against and fell in front of him, his usually bright face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly due to pain, and his brows were even more messed up.

No matter how many days and nights have passed, no matter how many years of trials and hardships, no matter how uprooted the enemy, Shen Junzhao will never forget this scene.

Yongli's life hangs by a thread.

It was the fear carved into the depths of his soul.

The two have known each other for six years, and they have been in love for half a year. Yongli has never seen Shen Junzhao shed tears.

And this time...

He suppressed the softness of his body, and tried his best to say: "I'm fine..."

Shen Junzhao seemed to be dazed, unable to hear anything.

Yongli could only call him by name: "Ah Zhao, don't be afraid, I, I promised you that I will not leave you."

Shen Junzhao snapped back to his senses, only to see that the poisonous needle was stopped by a piece of mutton fat jade ring, barely stopping on Yongli's flesh.

It didn't go in, and Yongli didn't even break the skin, but this hidden weapon was too dangerous and had too much momentum, it shook the jade ring in two, and the fragments of the jade ring pierced Yongli's chest, and the wound as big as a needle eye had already begun. commit crimes.

As the saying goes, he became a doctor after a long illness, and was abused and beaten since he was a child. Shen Junzhao has excellent medical skills.

It's just that his mind is in a state of confusion at this moment, his mind is blank, he has forgotten all the medical books he usually read, and his usual calmness is gone. His hands are shaking violently: "Your Majesty...don't be afraid, Your Majesty..."

Yongli couldn't laugh or cry: "Who is afraid?"

Shen Junzhao bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down: "It's okay, you will be fine."

He took away the poisonous needle, and his lips fell on the needle-sized wound on his chest.

Yongli's pupils shrank sharply: "Nonsense!"

Shen Junzhao shackled him, unable to make him move an inch. Without hesitation, he sucked out the deadly poison that was so fine that it couldn't be finer.

Almost in an instant, Shen Junzhao's complexion was frosty white, and his pale lips showed a strange purple color. Yong Li was anxious: "You...you..."

At this time, the dark guards arrived, and there was chaos all around.

After all, Yongli passed out. Before his consciousness disappeared, he firmly held Shen Junzhao's hand, for fear that when he opened his eyes, his Ah Zhao would disappear.

Life and death are fate, he would like to die hundreds of times, and he can't imagine Shen Junzhao leaving him.

Shen Junzhao's mind is not like this.

Fortunately, there is no danger.

Yang Zhi Yuhuan saved Yong Li's life, and Shen Junzhao handled it in a timely manner. Although both of them were poisoned, both of them were safe.

The peddler was shot dead on the spot, and Shen Zhengming was furious. For the first time, he broke face with the family behind him, vowing to find out who was behind the scenes.

However, such actions have been planned for a long time, so how can they leave any clues?

The Chen family, the Yang family, the Sun family, or the Li family and the Du family...

So what if the clues are really found out, not to mention Yongli, which one would Shen Zhengming dare to attack?

They even dared to assassinate today, what else would they not dare to do!

The imperial power has withered to such an extent, what future does Dayong talk about?

The first thing Yongli asked after waking up was: "Where is Ah Zhao..."

Shen Zhengming's expression was gloomy: "I can't die..."

Yongli really wanted to ignore Shen Zhengming and not punish him, but he had to suppress it—every time he pleaded with Shen Junzhao, Shen Zhengming secretly punished him harder.

As long as he's fine, he's fine, and Shen Junzhao will be fine.

No matter how strong the poison is, just a little bit of it is not enough to kill you!

Yongli closed his eyes, suppressed his worries, and said in a deep voice: "It is the remnants of the previous dynasty who assassinated me."

Shen Zhengming thought he had heard wrong.

Yongli said firmly: "The murderer said before he died that he would avenge the last emperor." The last emperor was the subjugated king of the previous dynasty.

Shen Zhengming came to his senses, and immediately said: "Ziyu is here, why didn't he say anything about it..."

Yongli emphasized: "I heard..."

Although he was leaning on the bed, his face was pale due to poisoning, and the figure of the already thin young man became thinner, but his black eyes were calm and composed, and his expression was full of self-assertion.

Shen Zhengming was shocked, lowered his eyes and said: "I understand..."

Yongli didn't hear anything, and the peddler didn't even say a word.

He knew better than anyone else that this assassination was done by the family, but it was impossible to find out who it was.

Can't check, can't move.

If you can't bear it a little, you will make a big conspiracy, Yongli is not so impatient.

His life doesn't matter, but the Central Plains, which was finally pacified, must never have another war!

Instead of checking them back and forth and giving them a chance to cause trouble, it is better to forcefully press it and blame the remnants of the previous dynasty.

Anyway, Du Jingxiu is not in peace, so it's a good idea to check it out.

Shen Zhengming understood what he was thinking, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "The matter of marking the imperial examination papers..."

Yongli sneered: "Since I am alive, I have to push it to the end."

If he doesn't check, he won't check, but it doesn't mean he's afraid!

They wanted to deter him with assassination?

dream!

After two full days, Yongli saw Shen Junzhao.

Because Shen Zhengming was also there, Yongli suppressed his emotions and gave him a light look: "Ah Zhao is here..."

Shen Junzhao lowered his eyes and saluted: "Your Majesty Sheng'an..."

Yong Li was so anxious that he was going crazy, but he didn't dare to say a word. He didn't know if his poison was completely cured, and he didn't know if Shen Zhengming punished him, and he didn't know if he felt uncomfortable.

The more he understands Shen Junzhao's temperament, the more Yongli is afraid of his self-blame and self-destruction.

Fortunately, I saw someone, at least on the surface, there was nothing serious.

Yongli suppressed his thoughts and listened to Shen Zhengming dismantling the recent government affairs.

Finally at noon, Shen Zhengming was involved in political affairs and was never in the palace in the afternoon. Before he left, he took a look at Shen Junzhao: "Serve Your Majesty well." His voice was as cold as ice, without any sense of father-son relationship.

Shen Junzhaogong complied, and Yongli, who was watching from the side, was in pain as if his heart had been pierced by a poisonous needle.

I don't know the taste of lunch.

Because of the assassination, Yongli stopped his martial arts classes for the past few days.

Yongli was worried about Shen Junzhao's death, and finally found an opportunity: "Ah Zhao accompanied me to the Imperial Garden for a walk."

It was the time when the bow and snake were shadows, and it was difficult for him to dismiss the servants, so he could only go to an open place, relying on Shen Junzhao's sharp ears and eyesight, to whisper to him secretly.

Summer is hot and dry. Although the imperial garden is flourishing, it is hotter because there is no shelter.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Yongli went to the Huxin Pavilion.

At this time, there is no rain curtain in the pavilion, and it is just a simple place to enjoy the shade. The advantage is that it is in the lake and there is enough space around it.

When there was no one around, Yongli asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Shen Junzhao: "I'm fine..."

Yongli used the pavilion pillars to cover him and pulled his sleeves.

Shen Junzhao didn't hide, and Yongli lifted his wide sleeves: Ruyu's skin, although a little sickly pale, didn't even have the slightest scar.

Shen Junzhao's body never leaves scars, but it still needs a recovery time. If it is injured, it will not heal within ten and a half months. After the scars are formed, they will slowly fade away and become smooth as before.

It's only been two days. If there is any injury, it will definitely not be so smooth.

Shen Junzhao said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I have not been punished."

But Yongli didn't look like he was giving up at all, his complexion was pale, and his lips trembled: "Come here..."

Shen Junzhao was startled.

Yongli grabbed his wrist and forcibly pulled him out of the imperial garden.

Zhao Xiaoquan hurriedly followed, and Yongli sternly said: "Get lost..."

Zhao Xiaoquan didn't dare to walk away, and was about to say a word of persuasion, when Yongli kicked him in the lower abdomen: "What I said is already farting, isn't it!"

In this outrage, the palace servants knelt down on the ground.

Yongli only took Shen Junzhao and strode back to the bedroom.

He slammed the door shut, keeping everyone out.

Shen Junzhao stared down at his toes.

Yongli's eyes were red and his voice trembled: "Take off your clothes..."

Shen Junzhao's voice was calm and unwavering: "Your Majesty, don't think too much, I'm fine."

Yongli repeated: "Take off your clothes!"

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli stepped forward and untied his clothes.

Shen Junzhao pressed his hand: "Your Majesty..."

Yongli cried: "Show me, Ah Zhao, show me."

Shen Junzhao couldn't stop him after all.

The robe was taken off, and the inner garment was already stained red with blood.

Although Yongli was mentally prepared, seeing such a scene, he was still struck by lightning.

There were whip marks from the neck down, the flesh and blood were cracked, and the blood was blurred. It was hard to imagine how anyone could be so cruel, and it was hard to imagine how Shen Junzhao endured it.

The wound has not been treated at all, some places have already suppurated, old wounds are piled up with new wounds, it is a miracle that the person in front of him is alive.

Yong Li didn't dare to touch him, but he gritted his teeth with hatred: "Shen Zhengming... why is Shen Zhengming so..." Such a beast is worse!

Tiger poison does not eat its offspring, even animals would not be so cruel to their own flesh and blood!

Shen Junzhao pulled up his clothes and dressed neatly, without any grievances or complaints in his voice: "I deserve it..."

One sentence angered Yongli: "I don't allow you to be so self-deprecating!"

Shen Junzhao lowered his eyes, the black eyes under his eyelashes were heavy, without any light.

Yongli was angry and distressed, and he didn't know whether he should feel sorry for his injuries all over his body or his extremely self-loathing temper.

I can't imagine how Shen Junzhao survived these few days.

He can't let him self-destruct like this!

"Azhao..." Yongli held his face in his hands, stared at him and said, "Remember, you are the most honorable person in the world."

Shen Junzhao's eyes flickered slightly, avoiding his sight.

Yongli told him word by word: "It's not because your surname is Shen, but because I love you."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Junzhao's heart, which had been frozen for three days and two nights, was knocked away by Yongli with a bang.

——You are the most honorable person in the world.

——Not because your surname is Shen, but because I love you.

I will give you the dignity that even family background and blood cannot give you.

Standing on tiptoe, Yong Li kissed his eyebrows and eyes like he was treating fragile porcelain: "Please be nice to yourself."

"Please, brother Ziyu."