With a "click", Jiang Huaiqing's chopsticks fell onto the table.

The young man uttered a meaningless single-word syllable with his mouth half-opened.

The movements in Shang Junlin's hands also paused.

Only He Chengyu, who had already guessed about the relationship between the two, everything was business as usual.

"What, surprised?" Shen Yu asked, looking at Jiang Huaiqing, who was obviously shocked.

"No," Jiang Huaiqing smiled awkwardly, "that's right, very suddenly."

During the short time together, the man made no secret of Shen Yu's possessiveness, and Shen Yu condoned every move of the man. Jiang Huaiqing could see that the relationship between the two was unusual, the only thing he didn't expect was...

"It turns out that you are already married."

Shen Yu blinked: "I can't help it, the family is urging me so hard."

"You two don't look like people who can be at the mercy of the family..." Jiang Huaiqing was still stunned.

Depressed but silent.

In the second half, Jiang Huaiqing's food did not taste good.

After the meal, Jiang Huaiqing took He Chengyu to leave, he needed to digest the news he had just heard.

Shen Yu didn't hold back, and he didn't have to rush to get acquainted.

"Ayu seems to have a good impression of that Young Master Jiang." Shang Junlin slowly wiped his hands with the veil.

"So obvious?"

"You have never treated others like this." Shang Junlin pointed out the fact lightly.

"Your Majesty doesn't like me getting to know other people..." Shen Yu deliberately dragged on for a while, seeing Shang Junlin's body getting tense, and then spit out the last two words, "Young Master?"

"It's enough for you to have one person," said Shang Junlin, taking facts as an example, "It's not good to be like the King of Yue."

"Hahahaha," Shen Yu was overjoyed, "Why did A-rin take the King of Yue as an example? Do you think that I will be like the King of Yue, and I will gather all kinds of colors?"

"I didn't mean it that way." He just didn't want to see Shen Yu beside Shen Yu inexplicably with more sons Jiang and He.

"I know," Shen Yu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Rin can rest assured, I'm not interested in opening a dye shop."

Speaking of Dyefang, Shen Yu thought of the woman who was unable to retort the stubborn King Yue.

"Does Your Majesty know anything about that Miss Fang family?"

Shang Junlin is vigilant: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Shen Yu laughed, "I just think this girl can't do anything for Da Huan, she's a bit subservient."

"But she's a woman." Shang Junlin frowned. Although Dahuan was more open than other dynasties and had less restraint on women, there was no precedent for a woman to be an official.

"Isn't this a matter of His Majesty's words?" Shen Yu thought for a while, "Of course, you have to ask this Miss Fang what she thinks first."

Shen Yu remembered very clearly that in the era before Shen Qingran traveled through, women could also be on their own. Throughout the ages, there have been many women with great talents.

Shang Junlin really meant to exchange new blood for Chaotang, and seriously pondered the feasibility of this matter.

Here, Miss Fang returned to Fang's house under the escort of the Imperial Army.

Master Fang was taken aback as he watched the well-trained Imperial Army step into the gate of his house.

"What are you doing here?"

"Father, don't worry, my daughter is not in trouble. They brought her back. Please help my father to entertain her." After speaking, Miss Fang quickly ran back to her room.

"Miss, you've come back. Next time you go out, don't leave the slave at home, okay? The slave really can't handle the lady."

"I know I know," Miss Fang said perfunctorily, "Quick, get me a change of clothes, don't take those fancy ones."

"My lady, isn't this pink Luo skirt very beautiful? It suits the lady very well." The close-fitting maid advised.

Her young lady is good at everything, but in terms of dressing, she really doesn't look like a young woman. Other girls like beautiful and bright colors. Her young lady doesn't. What she likes is never the color and style suitable for young women.

"Don't bring this kind of skirt to me in the future." Miss Fang changed the style she usually likes to wear.

The maid couldn't beat her, so she had to put away the pink clothes.

"Why did you change back to a gray one?" Mrs. Fang heard that her daughter was back, and came over quickly, "Isn't the pink one very good? Why, it's not going well to meet people?"

Mrs. Fang knew that her daughter had specially dressed up to see her off.

"Don't say it, mother, that person is a scumbag. Besides me, there is also a room of young ladies and young ladies. Huanfeiyanshou has everything. If you don't know, you think you are choosing a concubine. Don't let him in the future, you will be unlucky."

Mrs. Fang sighed, "You just have an idea in mind."

After dealing with the forbidden army, Mr. Fang also rushed over. After knowing what happened, he patted his daughter on the shoulder: "This is the King of Yue's fault first, and His Majesty will not favor the King of Yue."

Miss Fang thought of the only two people who dared to confront the King of Yue after revealing their identities, and said, "Can father tell his daughter about His Majesty and Your Majesty?"

"What are you asking this for?"

"I heard that Your Majesty has a deep affection for your noble lord, and my daughter needs to listen to some touching love stories to soothe her wounded heart."

Mr. Fang twitched the corners of his mouth. He only saw his daughter's excited face, but he didn't see any hurt expression on her face. However, Mr. Fang did not refuse because he was distressed for his daughter.

Say something you know one by one.

He didn't notice the thoughtful gaze of his daughter.

"Miss Fang may have guessed our identity, Your Majesty." Shen Yu followed behind Shang Junlin.

Shang Junlin stopped, waited for Shen Yu to walk to the position next to him, and took his hand hanging from his sleeve: "Well."

"Where is your majesty taking me?" Shen Yu was led by a man and walked in an unfamiliar alley.

"Take you to the house we are going to live in during this time."

Whether it's for security reasons or something else, after all, their status is special, and it's better to live in their own place to feel at ease.

Afraid that Shen Yu would be unhappy, Shang Junlin thought about it and added: "If Ayu likes Yingxinglou, we can go tomorrow."

The sun in the evening is not dazzling, it only brings a warm feeling to people, Shen Yu narrowed his eyes: "When did your majesty prepare?"

Seeing that Shen Yu didn't express dissatisfaction with his arrangement, Shang Junlin breathed a sigh of relief, "After watching the fireworks last time, people have been prepared."

"It seems that His Majesty also wants to play with me out of the palace." Shen Yu teased.

"Yes, I want to be with Ayu."

The two were strolling in the bluestone alley, and there was a faint sound of people. The green branches and leaves of the plants by the alley, and the occasional bird chirping, was full of spring.

Walking through the alley, a vermilion gate came into view.

Eunuch Meng, who was inside earlier, opened the door: "The two masters are back, everything is ready at home."

Shen Yu walked in curiously.

The yard is not big, but it is unique everywhere. The corridor is full of green plants.

Shen Yu turned around and was very satisfied with this small courtyard where he lived temporarily.

Later, Eunuch Meng brought the memorial that Shang Junlin wanted to approve.

"Is Your Majesty still busy with official business when you come out to play?" Shen Yu sat opposite Shang Junlin with his chin up.

Shang Junlin was distracted and talked to Shen Yu while looking at the book handed by the minister.

"Otherwise, it will be more busy after returning to the palace in a pile, and some may be more anxious to deal with," Shang Junlin picked up the next memorial, and paused slightly, "It was presented by Mr. Fang."

"Could it be about King Yue?" The time was too coincidental, and Shen Yu subconsciously thought of what happened during the day, "Your Majesty, take a look."

"Your Majesty, come and watch with me." Shang Junlin invited.

Shen Yu was really curious about the contents of this book, did not reject Shang Junlin's invitation, and sat next to him, "This soft couch is not as comfortable as in the palace."

Due to local restrictions, the soft couch was smaller than the palace, and Shen Yu had to sit next to Shang Junlin.

The two were next to each other, and the body temperature was transmitted to the place through the clothes. After sitting for a while, Shen Yu felt warm on his body, and instantly changed his view of the soft couch.

Shang Junlin was very satisfied with this distance, and secretly thought about the possibility of changing the soft couch in the palace to a smaller one.

At the time of the arrangement, he only put forward a request, "to be comfortable and to be liked by your nobleman". The specific arrangement was completed under the supervision of Eunuch Meng. After Shen Yu moved in, he changed some arrangements according to his own preferences, turning it into jade. The current state of Zhang Palace.

I have to say that Shen Yu is a very enjoyable person. After Shang Junlin is used to living in Yuzhang Palace, he doesn't want to go back to his own bedroom at all. Of course, he does not deny that the most important reason is that there is Shen Yu in Yuzhang Palace.

"After returning to the palace, do you want to move to my bedroom?" After asking, Shang Junlin felt more and more that this proposal was a good idea, and encircled Shen Yu into his own territory. Thinking of such a scene, Shang Junlin's heart welled up. A sense of satisfaction.

"Why did Your Majesty suddenly mention this?" Shen Yu didn't understand how the topic jumped to this matter.

"When the time comes, you can arrange the palace according to your own preferences. Is there any dissatisfaction with the Yuzhang Palace?"

Shen Yu shook his head, he was quite satisfied with the Yuzhang Palace, not to mention...

"I have been criticized by the ministers now. If I move to His Majesty's palace, those people may not be able to arrange what they can do."

"Your Majesty doesn't seem like someone who would compromise for these things. It's our private matter where your Majesty and I live. I believe that the ministers will not talk too much."

Shang Junlin squinted his eyes and added: "Even if there is, I will make them dare not say more than a word, and when I make a decision, when will it be their turn to question!"

Shen Yu knew that Shang Junlin did what he said, but he had no plans to move to Shang Junlin's palace at the moment. The distance was too close and far exceeded his expectations.

"Your Majesty thinks Yuzhang Palace is not good?" Shen Yu leaned on Shang Junlin's shoulder, stretched out his hand to open the book, and staggered the topic, "Your Majesty, look at what Lord Fang said."

The first half of the book is about official business, and after a change of style, he begins to complain, denounces King Yue as not a human being, and deceives many women to cry secretly for him.

The words are sharp and very emotional.

Shen Yu looked at the accusations made by the lord above the Zhezi without swearing at King Yue, and was delighted, "Sir Fang is quite interesting."

Shen Yu felt that if Lord Fang was present at the time, King Yue would definitely suffer a double blow, and he finally knew why Miss Fang could speak like this.

Shang Junlin is not interested in the affairs of the other party and the daughter of Lord Fang now, and just wants to pack up and bring Shen Yu into his bedroom after returning.

He absentmindedly echoed a few words, wrapped his arms around his flexible waist, and placed his hands on his gloomy abdomen.

The man's palm was warm, Shen Yu was comfortably covered, and lazily put his entire weight on Shang Junlin.

Before he could continue talking about the Fang family's daughter, he heard a man's magnetic voice coming from above his head.

"There are babies here, don't you think it's time to give the baby's father a name?"

Shen Yu: "..."

It's not going to go away, is it?