The Winter Palace in the 39th year of Jianyuan

The two little eunuchs were waiting outside, taking a look at the wind and snow outside the porch from time to time. It was another day of heavy snow, and didn't know when to stop. Thinking of the heavy snow to clean the road, couldn't help but sigh in heart. There is so much to do.

"Who is that?" one of them suddenly whispered.

The other one stood on tiptoe and looked out, a figure in the distance, braved the wind and snow, came over, his figure was very familiar, he immediately said: "General Shen is here, hurry up and report to the emperor, I will serve tea. ." The two little eunuchs looked at each other and got busy.

Shen Jue patted the snow on the cloak under the eaves, and stomped his feet again. The snow on the shoes was almost cleared, and he pushed open the wooden door of the imperial study and stepped in.

After entering a heavy door, the air immediately warmed up. Shen Jue took off the cloak and handed it to the eunuch beside him. He took the new shoes handed over and sat on the stool to change. While changing his shoes, he looked at the man behind the screen in the triple door. Across the screen, he was only a shadowy figure.

Shen Jue changed her shoes and walked in, salutes first, and was quickly called up. The emperor said without looking up, "Da Xuetian is not staying in the mansion, what are you doing here?"

Shen Jue said: "I haven't seen you in a while, the weather is very cold, come and see."

The emperor approved the memorial in his hand, and went to the next one, still looking like he was too lazy to care: "I see, go back."

Shen Jue raised her eyebrows and stopped being polite. She walked over and took the memorial from his hand, and threw it aside together with the red pen, "You haven't seen me yet."

The emperor secretly said that he was thick-skinned, finally raised it, looked at him for a moment, and said, "I see. This dress is good, I gave it last year?"

"Last summer." Shen Jue said, and quickly brought the topic back, "You have been very weird lately."

At this time, the eunuch brought hot tea and cakes over, and the chief eunuch glanced at him. The little eunuch quickly put down his things and walked out. When he was about to exit, he closed the door together.

Shen Jue walked to the side and sat down by himself, took two sips of hot tea, glanced at the old eunuch standing by the side, and said, "I'm going to take a break." Then he entered the inner room where the emperor rested through the side door. Even the door closed.

The emperor sat for a while, then got up and followed in.

Seeing him coming, Shen Jue smiled and reached out to him. At this moment, his clothes are disheveled, his new shoes have been put aside, his robe is on the side of the bed, and he is leaning on the couch with only his inner clothes on, describing a lazy appearance.

This appearance, the emperor has long been accustomed to see, even if he knows that he has no respect, he does not say much.

The emperor only asked him: "Who is up this time?"

Shen Jue thought for a while and said, "I let you last time, so naturally it's me this time."

The answer was already expected, this person never knew how to back down, and he had to be fair and just in everything. The emperor snorted and lay down, not even understanding his clothes, and said coldly to the person in front of him: "I just hate you like this."

Shen Jue chuckled lightly, undressed him neatly, leaned over unceremoniously, and responded, "I thought you weren't that annoying." Then he kissed his face, and asked shamelessly: "It's even tight, what do you think?"

The emperor became furious almost instantly, and when he raised his leg, he was about to kick him away. His mood could be described as "angry into anger", but Shen Jue was born with divine power, how could he be able to shake it? The legs were separated and pressed tightly.

The emperor was used to judging the situation and knew that the situation had no room for recovery. After venting his anger, he gave up his stubborn resistance, but he was still dissatisfied, so he raised his arms through gritted teeth, wrapped his arms around Shen Jue's neck, and said solemnly: "I still have a memorial to be made. Read, hurry up."

Shen Jue frowned slightly and waited for a while before saying, "There are memorials to be read every day, so why are you rushing at this moment?" As he spoke, he felt a little unhappy, lowered his head and bit on the side of his neck, and said lightly: " If you don't want to, just take a break."

The emperor suddenly became dull, and seemed to be stunned. He suddenly reacted again, suddenly raised his arm, and hit Shen Jue's face with his elbow precisely. After a muffled sound, the emperor sat up straight and pushed Shen Jue down. While tying his robe, he said, "Then take a break." Then he walked away.

Shen Jue rubbed her face and watched him walk away angrily. While watching, she couldn't help laughing. The wildness in his temperament is rarely revealed. In front of Ji Jiu and Yimo, he is all gentle, courteous, considerate and filial, and there is almost nothing wrong with him.

Only in front of this person, the evil nature inherited from nowhere has been fully utilized. For example, at this moment, he knew that he should not laugh, but he was sitting on the corner of the bed, his clothes were disheveled, and his laughter was unrestrained. The king was pissed.

Sure enough, the more he laughed, the more the emperor sat outside the room, his face became colder and colder, and the old eunuch who was waiting on the side was also bruised, hunched over and wished he could hide himself. Avoid calamity.

The eunuch's surname is Zhang, and he has served two emperors, so he can be considered to be able to do it well, but he has never encountered this situation. Broken into countless pieces.

The shattered tiles exploded, all over the place, almost to a powder. The force of the throw is evident from this. Eunuch Zhang almost all worried about the head on his shoulders for the person in the room.

The laughter in the room stopped for a while with a loud bang, and then there was a rustling of clothes. After a while, Shen Jue, who was neatly dressed, came out. The emperor, who read the memorial, finally waved his hand and let the eunuch go down.

Eunuch Zhang immediately bowed and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

The idlers were gone, and Shen Jue was even more reckless. In the past, he took the memorial that was about to be crushed, flattened the corners, placed it on the stack of memorials on the case, and took the red pen from the emperor's hand. Okay, so I whispered: "It's so angry to be so angry. It's just a joke, so I'm so angry. It's fitting that my body has gotten worse and worse over the years."

The emperor didn't speak, just stared at the chorus in a trance.

Seeing that he was still unwilling to calm down, Shen Jue also fell silent for a while, stretched out his hand, and covered the hand that had just thrown broken porcelain.

"Don't be angry." Shen Jue said, tightening her fingers tightly, and said softly, "Go back to the room, this time I will let you."

The emperor snorted, his face indifferent: "Not uncommon."

The whole is soft and hard, do not eat oil and salt, do not enter.

Shen Jue was no longer polite to him, and directly removed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the dragon case. It was just a small spell, and those things disappeared.

Facing the emperor's increasingly cold eyes, Shen Jue smiled briskly: "Want to make a memorial? In the room, whether you come or not is up to you." After speaking, she turned around calmly and entered the room.

The emperor stared at the empty dragon case for a long time, and finally got up with a pat on the table, and followed in with a calm expression.

Entering the room, the emperor saw that the memorials and royal pens were all there, and they were well placed... on the bed.

The emperor walked over in two steps, swept those things to the ground with a blank expression, then unbuttoned his waist, and took off his robe to the inner garment.

Shen Jue sat on the bed and watched his every move seriously. He couldn't help but smile, but he didn't even notice the tenderness in the smile.

The emperor was keenly aware of his distraction, stopped, and kept his eyes fixed on him. Shen Jue immediately returned to his senses, and honestly untied the belt that he had just tied again.

Because of Shen Jue's promise to back down this time, the emperor seemed to be in a better mood and his movements were much gentler. He even leaned over and kissed the man who lowered his head and undressed. As if to reward his meekness.

Shen Jue took the opportunity to pull him away, put down the bed curtain with one hand, turned to hug the emperor to his chest, bit his ear, and whispered, "I lied to you."

Knowing that the deceived emperor didn't have any strange expression, he didn't even bother to say anything or was too angry to say anything, so he simply pinched his throat and tightened his fingers, making it clear that he was going to be strangled to death.

But the person he was pinching was also light-hearted. Although he was out of breath, he lowered his head steadily and covered his lips with his lips.

Lips and tongues were intertwined in one place, and the emperor gradually let go of his hand. When his lips parted and his forehead touched one place, the emperor felt a lot of helplessness in his heart. He already knew that this person could not be strangled to death by himself, so why bother? Thinking like this, the emperor lay quietly on the bed, enjoying the warmth of his fingers.

"Just don't bother you in the future." Shen Jue said, the fingers in the satin quilt stroked him gently, from the back to the waist, then from the waist to the bottom of the legs, until the place he wanted to go in. , rubbed and pressed down, but his tone suddenly became serious, "I didn't say it in the early years, I have followed your will for the past ten years, when will you suffer a loss every time? When I want you, you look unwilling, as if I forced you, so it's boring."

Shen Jue kissed his face and said slowly after a moment of silence, "If you're really tired of it, I won't come again in the future."

The voice fell, and the small world shrouded in light-colored curtains was silent for a moment.

The emperor's silence seemed to be only for a moment, but at this moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind. The emperor knew that he could drive him away or ridicule him, he could do anything to him, heartlessness or ruthlessness was never something he lacked. But in the end, facing this young man who had accompanied him for nearly 30 years, he finally softened his voice and said in a low voice, "This year, I am fifty."

The emperor didn't know how to blink, he was already fifty.

The person in front of him still had the same brows, without a single wrinkle.

No matter how proud people are, when they face each other in a quilt, the other party has red face and black hair, and when he is old enough, all his pride is defeated.

The emperor closed his eyes, opened his fingers, and stroked Shen Jue's head. He seemed to be a lot weaker all of a sudden, and said softly, "I won't do this in the future."

Shen Jue was speechless. After a long time, he came back to his senses, rolled over from him, lay on his side and reached out to hug him into his arms.

Shen Jue responded: "Okay, don't do it."

More than 20 years, nearly 30 years, seems to have vanished in these few short lines of dialogue.

Shen Jue hugged the person in her arms tightly, closed her eyes and thought back carefully, thinking about his appearance: thinking about his arrogant appearance; thinking about his noble appearance;

Think of him looking at the public business in high spirits;

Think of the appearance of him sitting on the top of his chest and holding the world;

think of what he looks like under himself;

Think of the fierce appearance of him covering himself for the first time;

Think of how they were grinding together in a quilt;

Thinking about it, Shen Jue became suspicious: When will he be fifty?

When did it happen that he was already old?

Shen Jue couldn't remember, so he thought about it for a long time.

In the process of his thinking, the time that cannot be grasped is still moving forward with the determination to destroy everything. They haven't done that since then.

In a blink of an eye, another ten years.

In the forty-ninth year of Jianyuan, Emperor Zen was located in the crown prince and retired to the deep palace.

Until he died, Shen Jue still couldn't remember when this person started to grow old. Not only grow old, but also die of old age.

Shen Jue couldn't remember, so in those days when he was old, he could only sit beside him and watch his old age silently.

I can only promise over and over again: I will find you in the next life.

In the fifty-first year of Jianyuan, the emperor was buried in heaven.

In the same year, the general Shen Jue returned the tiger talisman, and that night there was a fire in the general's mansion.

General died.