The whole world thinks I'm a nephew

——It’s the poison of love.

Shen Zhuo frowned slightly.

Lu Qingyi said: "This thing is really dirty, Ah Zhuo don't look at it." He said, called two guards who were guarding outside, and ordered them to throw the thing away, just don't dirty the emperor's eyes.

The man on the rack had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and couldn't help frowning and coughing a few times.

Shen Zhuo opened his eyelids and looked up at the man.

The woman's scalp was torn off a large piece due to whipping, and now it is still bleeding, and the dirty black blood clots are clotted on the hair on the chest, which is disgusting to look at.Her fingers were turned outwards, her nails were almost torn off by someone, and her wrists were so weak, it was likely that someone had picked out her tendons.

Going down, the whipping and scorching continued, and almost no part of his body was complete.

There was only that face all over her body, and she was still able to see through it.

Shen Zhuo only took a look, then hurriedly turned his head away and said: "This is not an important matter, so you can kill it, I don't want to worry about it anymore."

Lu Qingyi said: "But this—"

Shen Zhuo interrupted him coldly: "Shangjue just wants me to lose face in front of the courtiers, no matter what he does."

Shen Zhuo's eyes were calm, he lifted the lower jaw of the dying woman, and the blood stained along her cheek all the way to Shen Zhuo's fingertips.

It looked like he was almost out of breath.

Shen Zhuo quickly let go of his hand.

"Ahu, I know what you're going to say."

Shen Zhuo said, looking at the narrow patch of sky framed by the skylight on the top of the cell: "Every day, there are many people who come to give advice to me. Not only do they want to give advice, but they also want to drink my blood , eat my flesh, as long as I sit on this throne one day, I have to stare at these people—"

"Mosquitoes can't get enough. Everything you want from them will end up killing you."

A terrifying killing intent filled Shen Zhuo's throat.

A ray of light came in from the skylight, but Shen Zhuo's pupils were still stagnant, as if he had been scrambling in the dark for a long time, even when he saw the light, he had to make a detour.

Lu Qingyi choked, but saw that Shen Zhuo's face was full of gloom, and the words were stuck in his throat for a while, so he could only say yes.

Knife up and down.

The dungeon was getting more and more stuffy.

Shen Zhuo came out of the dungeon.

He was not a magnanimous person, but the woman stared at a face that looked like Lin Jingyun's torture, but no matter how she looked at it, her heart was filled with panic.

However, not long after, another voice reminded him: Even if you like your brother, but he killed your concubine mother and A Rui, should this account be written off?

— This is of course impossible.

I won't let you go.

I want to make your life worse than death.

Shang Jue stayed in Dongqi for four or five days in a row, if not for the letter from his empress, Shang Jue might still be lingering in Bai Yujing and would not leave.

During this period of time, Shen Zhuo was very annoyed by this person, but when he left, he had to show his kindness to the host.

He held a banquet in the Yunshui Plum Garden, but only invited people from the Prime Minister's residence to have a banquet.

Shen Zhuo said, this is a family feast.

That night, when the weather was warmer, someone had already set up a charcoal fire in the pavilion to keep warm, and spread fox fur on the stone slabs.

Shang Jue is still fiercely dressed in red when he came.

Shen Zhuo sat at the head of the pavilion, and next to him were Lin Jingyun and Lin Zheshui.

Shang Jue sat opposite him.

Lin Jingqiu did not come here today because of illness.

Shang Jue raised his glass from a distance, just like the day he came here, with a smile on his face, Gu Panshen said: "The day before yesterday was His Majesty's toast, today I will replace it."

Shang Jue stood up and said, "I only hope that the fortunes of the Eastern Qi Dynasty will be undefeated, and the friendship with Xisha will also last forever."

Shen Zhuo also raised his wine glass in return, "As Your Majesty said."

When Shang Jue came this time, it was still cold, and he couldn't see the grand scenery of Yunshui Peony Garden, so he had to take the next best thing, and came to the Plum Garden to see the plum blossoms.

Halfway through the banquet, Shang Jue looked a little drunk, he waved away the palace servants who wanted to go up to help him, and under the eyes of everyone, he staggered to Lin Jingyun's side, and sat down with a smile.

"Brother Ping An." He said.

Shang Jue took out a gold-inlaid jade-inlaid turquoise belt hook from his sleeve, put it in Lin Jingyun's palm involuntarily, then covered it with the other hand, and said in a low voice, "Eternal happiness is young. Never forget each other."

"This belt hook is something I wore next to my body in the past. After this farewell, I don't know when we will see you again. I only hope that Brother Pingan will not forget me."

Lin Jingyun's heart softened, and said, "Of course not."

Shang Jue burst out laughing when he heard his words, he bypassed the fruits and vegetables on the table, picked up the wine vessel in front of Lin Jingyun, poured a glass of wine into it, put it into the latter's hand and said, "Go Before that, respect brother again."

As he spoke, before Lin Jingyun could speak, he raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Jingyun calmly drank the wine as well.

Mei Xiang still seemed to be lingering on the tip of Shang Jue's nose.Shang Jue got up and smiled, "Brother Ping'an is still the same as before, with the fragrance of plum blossom blowing over his face."

Lin Jingyun laughed.

He has been using the prepared plum fragrance for these years, and after several years, the fragrance has penetrated deep into the skin.

Shang Jue said: "Xisha brought a few beautiful flowers from the Western Regions earlier, and I wanted to bring them to you, but it's a pity that it's very cold in Dongqi, I'm afraid these flowers will go with us, when they arrive Then I couldn’t live anymore. So I asked someone to rush to Baiyujing for [-] miles today.”

"It's warm in Cuiwei Palace, so I send the flowers there first to keep them alive, and it won't be too late to send them to Xiangfu when the weather gets warmer."

Shen Zhuo opened his eyelids, with a faint smile on his face: "Then why not go to Cuiwei Palace to try something new first."

Shang Jue frowned: "I think so."

A group of people came to Cuiwei Palace.

The aroma inside the house is fragrant, and it is indeed much warmer than other places.

When everyone walked in, they saw clusters of roses in the main hall, as bright as fresh blood, with a strong fragrance.

Shang Jue said: "This is a flower brought from the Western Regions. It is called 'rose'. I heard that the color of this flower is fiery red, and it is watered with human blood."

Lin Jingyun said: "Where the roses bloom most vividly, there must be a bloody king buried there. These are just rumors and may not be true."

Shang Jue nodded: "Brother Pingan said yes. I was just listening to it."

Shang Jue paused, and then said: "The color of the rose is gorgeous, although it is not as good as the peony, but it still looks fresh."

"It's a pity that I came here by accident this time. I couldn't go to see the Yunshui Peony Banquet with my brother. Although I didn't see it that day, I heard a lot from others. I always wanted to see my brother again and pretend Yao Ji—"

Shang Jue blinked: "Brother, will you?"

Lin Jingyun said: "I'm afraid it won't work. I haven't sung it for a long time, and the lyrics and music are already unfamiliar."

Shen Zhuo said from the side: "Master Xiang works hard on the affairs of the Eastern Qi State every day, so naturally he doesn't have time to sing these things."