"Ahem." On the second day, Shen Jiu, who had gone to court, coughed twice at the palace gate for the itching in his throat before stepping in.
The court felt quite embarrassed for some reason, and Shen Zui's mind accepted the reasons why this scene occurred.
There are rumors that the Prime Minister is happy with the Emperor.
Shen Jun raised his eyebrows slightly: Why did the facts spread out? But now that there is a ten-year age difference between him and the emperor, he is quite willing to eat young grass.
"It just happened that when the emperor was accepting his concubine, the prime minister fell off a cliff. Who knows if there was an assassin, or the prime minister himself was too sad and committed suicide or something."
"Yes, yes, it's not the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion who found the person. I guess the Prime Minister just..."
"How can it be possible for two men?" The minister who spoke clapped his hands vigorously, as if with a very regretful tone.
Shen Jun listened to his own gossip with great enthusiasm. The moment the emperor came out, all his attention was called back.
Blessed by the dragon robe, he was not angry and powerful, and his aura was oppressive. The inherent noble temperament made Shen Zui unconsciously feel the distance between them.
Shen Yui was uneasy this morning, deeply impressed by the unbridgeable gap between them.
So after the court, Shen Yu left quickly. He didn't want to see Qiang Ceyan's eyes treating him as a stranger. That face shouldn't be a stranger to him, it shouldn't!
After leaving the palace gate, Shen Jiu slowly stopped. He heard the rustle of the wind along the wall.
The next second the dart stabbed out.
Shen Jiu turned around and looked at the masked man in front of him who was dressed in fiery red and had a maple leaf pattern on the lining.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him?
With fierce eyes, Shen Yu caught the dart with his bare hands, aimed it at the assassin's neck artery, and was about to shoot backhand.
"Secret guard!" The man's familiar voice sounded worried.
The emperor actually came, and with a look in his eyes, he put away the darts, pretending to be pitiful and weak, looking like he was about to fall into coma: "Your Majesty..."
Qiang Ceyan walked faster, supported Shen Jun and said with concern: "Is the Prime Minister okay?"
The hidden guards around the emperor have been tracking the escaped masked man. As long as this time, Shen Jiu has second thoughts, and the immature emperor will undoubtedly die.
The world here was shaped by the system for Shen Jun. Shen Jun is the original owner, but Shen Jun is not the original owner.
It doesn't matter whether he is rebellious or not. Shen Zui has a very good temperament and will never let the people fall into dire straits because of the secret fighting in the imperial court.
At present, he is not greedy for benefits, money, or power and status. He is only greedy for the male protagonist Qiang Ceyan.
She fell into the emperor's arms and said weakly: "I'm a little dizzy."
"It seems that the fever has not completely subsided." Qiang Ceyan put his arm around Shen Jui and stroked Shen Jui's forehead with the other.
Shen Jue looked at him with clear eyes, making him involuntarily feel as intimate with Shen Jue without feeling any awkwardness.
"Can you accurately measure my body temperature with your hands?" Shen Jun curled his lips, "I think you can measure it better with your forehead."
In his previous life, he always used his forehead to measure his body temperature. He also always took advantage of the situation by squeezing his own cheeks.
"I..." Qiang Ceyan was slightly startled, then stabilized the Prime Minister's figure and hesitated: "This is outside."
"Then if I say that, if I am sick in the future, if I am not outside, will you put your cheek against my forehead?" Shen Yu looked at him expectantly.
Unexpectedly, Qiang Ce extended his hand and knocked on his head.
"There is no honorific title, Prime Minister, it is presumptuous."