My harem is on fire

How could Shen Junzhao not know his own identity?

As a citizen, he should not blaspheme the king; as a minister, he should not dream of grace; as a student who has read sage books for more than ten years, he should not have such selfish thoughts that ignore ethics.

Even if he is a white man, a commoner with no fame, he shouldn't fantasize about spending his whole life with another man.

From the moment Shen Junzhao understood Yongli's intentions, he had already decided to risk the disgrace of the world.

Ethics and etiquette, monarch and minister...

Nothing can separate him from Yongli.

As long as Yongli still pleases him, he will not leave him.

In this regard, Shen Junzhao is fearless.

These disorders are detected early or later, the difference is not big.

What's more, at this moment, his heart is full of Yongli's safety, so he can't care about these things.

"I am pleased with His Majesty, and I will definitely not let him down in this life." Shen Junzhao said loudly without hesitation.

He likes Yongli and has no fear of heaven and earth.

As long as he is gentle, he is willing to give up everything for him.

Status, status, power and even dignity don't matter, even if he bears the infamy of life after life, he will not change the heart that beats for Yongli in his chest.

Get acquainted, know each other, and promise each other.

All are preordained.

However, his indestructible beliefs, inviolable enthusiasm, and determination without hesitation.

It collapsed after Shen Zhengming's words.

"Absurd! Absurd! You are his blood brother, are you trying to drag him to hell!"

Shen Junzhao looked up blankly, unable to understand what Shen Zhengming was talking about...

Shen Zhengming was so angry that he was trembling all over, he said sharply: "Tie this bastard to me!"

The many guards of the Shen family had been standing still and did not dare to move, but when they heard Shen Zhengming's order, they would not stand any longer.

The leading guard said: "Master, I offended you."

In any case, they are the sons of the Shen family, and they have no choice but to do it.

Shen Junzhao came back to his senses, he snatched Shen Zhengming's saber, and in a flash came behind Shen Zhengming, the blade was even more straight across his throat: "Stand back!"

The guards stopped immediately.

Shen Zhengming never expected Shen Junzhao to be so bold, with a sharp blade, and a strong hand against his back. He had no doubt that the young man was going to kill him: "You...you...you are presumptuous!"

Shen Junzhao's chest heaved and his face was bloodless: "You are lying to me..."

Shen Zhengming was so shocked that his legs were weak at first, but after hearing his words, he knew his mood: "Lying to you? If it weren't for the blood of the late emperor flowing in your body, I would have tolerated you until now!"

The blade cut through his neck, and the sticky blood flowed down and landed on the snow-white neckline, staining it scarlet.

Shen Zhengming suffered from pain, but his eyes were full of madness: "Your mother is a witch, who seduced His Majesty to give birth to you, an evil! If it weren't for your mother, how could the late emperor have all his meridians destroyed, how could he have gone mad, and how could he have died young? !"

Shen Junzhao only felt that there were countless voices in his ears, which made him dizzy: "Impossible, you are lying to me..."

Shen Zhengming couldn't break free from his shackles, so he simply gave up struggling: "Cheating you? Didn't you suspect it a long time ago? If you were Ren Wanyao's parent and child, would she abuse you like that? If you were not a bastard, Ren Wanyao would Like your own flesh and blood?"

Ren Wanyao was Shen Zhengming's wife. Shen Junzhao knew that their husband and wife were not getting along, but he didn't expect Shen Zhengming to hate her so much.

Shen Zhengming couldn't help hating everyone when he thought of Yongli's departure, when he thought of the country's imminent perishment, and when he thought of his hard work being wasted.

"Ren Wanyao, this jealous woman, she caused Xu'er to die... She caused His Majesty to stop trusting me until his death..."

"I adopted you to let her know that the ancestors of the Shen family forty years ago were not allowed to take concubines, but they could take wild children back and raise them under her name."

"She thought you were Xu'er's child hahaha, so she hated you and wished she could kill you!"

"But she doesn't dare, because their entire family is in my hands. She dares to be willful, and none of her parents and brothers can live!"

Who is Xuer?

Shen Junzhao didn't want to know, he was not interested in these disgusting old things, he just wanted to know: "Yongli is not my younger brother, I have nothing to do with him, I..."

Shen Zhengming laughed loudly: "Oh yes, he is not your younger brother, you should be his younger brother! You are two years younger than him, and I intentionally lied about your birthday to deceive others."

Shen Junzhao's scalp tingled when he heard it.

Shen Zhengming continued: "You evil, you killed His Majesty, you mother and son..."

One sentence froze Shen Junzhao's heart: "Where is Your Majesty..."

Shen Zhengming was desperate, he had no hope, and he didn't want to give Shen Junzhao a good time: "He died, he died on the border of six states...you killed him! This is all retribution, it's God's punishment, it's you, a bastard, who fell in love with your brother!" Punishment!"

"It's just that Li'er is so innocent...Li'er is innocent..."

died……

Yongli is dead.

The most terrifying thing happened.

Yongli... is dead...

"Impossible!" Shen Junzhao sternly said, "Absolutely impossible!"

The internal force in his meridians surged, and the cultivation technique that had just been broken through was thrown into a mess by the violent emotional fluctuations, and all the despair that could not be released flowed backwards into the blood—sorrow, pain, coldness and terror captured Shen Junzhao's mood, waiting for him to recover When they came, the Shen residence was already covered in a sea of ​​blood.

Shen Junzhao lowered his head, his black eyes were empty, his hands, body and feet were covered in blood.

The scene in the dream flashed before his eyes, Yong Li was lying in a pool of blood, his face was like dry paper, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and his dry lips called him softly: "Ah Zhao..."

A tear fell down the corner of the eye.

Shen Junzhao stared blankly at the tears dripping into the pool of blood. He couldn't tell what night it was and where it was here.

Yongli is dead.

Yongli left him forever.

He doesn't even know where he is.

Winter is approaching in six states, is His Majesty cold?

The night in the six states is so long, is His Majesty afraid?

Why leave him?

Why don't you take him with you...

"You child..." The middle-aged man who was usually calm and composed rarely panicked, "How can you be so reckless!"

Shen Junzhao turned to look at him, but his black eyes could not focus: "Master..."

The person who came was none other than Master Zhong Yang who had taught Shen Junzhao a whole body of inner strength exercises. Without saying a word, he tapped the six acupoints on his chest to seal the surging inner strength in his body.

About a stick of incense.

Daoist Zhong Yang was sweating profusely, at least he saved Shen Junzhao's life, but he turned around and thought, so what if the child survived?

The 33 guards of the Shen family were all killed by Shen Junzhao's sword.

There is also Shen Junzhao's father, Shen Zhengming, the chief assistant of the current court, fainted in a pool of blood, and his life is dying.

Master Zhong Yang couldn't save so many people, so he could only give Shen Zhengming a sigh of relief as much as possible, so that he would not die here.

His apprentice went mad and killed so many people, if even his biological father...

This father-killing demon will definitely be entangled for a lifetime, and he cannot be freed for a lifetime.

Shen Junzhao passed out.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a voice, like Yong Li's voice, but it didn't seem to be his.

Shen Junzhao called his name, begging him to wake up and see him, begging him not to leave him.

If he can, he is willing to trade his life, willing to give up everything, wishing that his soul will be scattered and there will be no afterlife, as long as Yongli can live.

——It’s all retribution, it’s God’s punishment, it’s you, a beast, who fell in love with your brother!

This sentence haunted Shen Junzhao like a curse.

Is it retribution?

Is it divine punishment?

Is it his fault?

yes……

Definitely yes...

Because he and him promised each other for life, because he was too greedy, because he wanted to monopolize him...

Therefore, Yongli was assassinated, and Yongli was poisoned and fell into a coma. Yongli had already walked in the palace of the king of hell.

It must have been a wake-up call that time, and it must have told him that enough is enough.

But he didn't know anything, didn't feel it, and hugged him even tighter because of fear of losing.

just now……

Retribution, condemnation, punishment.

All fell on Yongli.

Shen Junzhao kept begging to heaven in his nightmare——

As long as Yongli is still alive, he will never be greedy in this life.

As long as Yongli is still alive, he will never be near him for the rest of his life.

As long as Yongli can come back alive, Yongli will only be his blood relative from now on, someone he will never touch.

As long as Yongli can come back, as long as Yongli can come back...

He will stand under His Royal Highness, guarding him, guarding him, and watching him for the rest of his life.

Look at his wives and concubines in groups, thousands of miles away.

When Shen Junzhao woke up, he received a crumpled and mutilated strip of cloth.

It was sent by an unknown young monk, travel-stained, eyes full of tiredness.

There are six words written in blood on the cloth strip——Azhao, wait for me to come back.

It is Yongli's handwriting, written by him.

Shen Junzhao will never admit his mistake!

Yongli is still alive.

Yongli is still there.