Yong Li was afraid that Zhaojun Fei would fly, so he quickly said, "How can Li Qing compete with you!"

Shen Junzhao glanced at him: "If you raise it, just raise it. Why should Your Majesty deliberately become unfamiliar with him?"

Yongli: "I was not close to him either!"

Shen Junzhao: "Well, I just want to make him the queen."

The bastards Yong Li said before now are now hitting himself in the face: "I'm not trying to anger you... No, I'm angry with Li Yihai!"

Shen Junzhao: "Oh."

Yongli pulled Shen Junzhao's sleeve and said, "I haven't even touched a beauties in the harem, so how could I provoke the son of a minister? Besides, Li Qing is a handsome boy, so how could he be as good as half of your hair."

Shen Junzhao: "Li Qing, who was less than half a hair, entered the Changxin Parting Hall, but I had nowhere to go."

Yong Li was very clever: "That side palace is simple, how could I feel wronged you so much!"

Shen Junzhao: “…”

Yongli didn't care: "My dragon bed is very spacious..."

Shen Junzhao lowered his face: "Your Majesty."

Yong Li was still a little cowardly, but he said everything, and Shen Junzhao didn't leave. He insisted on it to the end: "I know you and I are brothers, and it's brothers who can sleep together. If it were others, how could I let him go to the bedroom?"

Shen Junzhao heard the word "brother" too much, and he was not as resistant as before. However, he still felt uncomfortable and his words were full of thorns: "It turns out that Your Majesty fell asleep with Prince Yu every night."

Prince Yu is Yong Zhu and Yong Li’s brother.

Yong Li was prepared: "What is my serious brother in Yong Pang? It's fake!"

Yongli said again: "Apart from his ball, I collapsed with him, I am afraid I will be squeezed under the bed."

Yong Zhu, who is far away in the Prince's Mansion: "???"

Shen Junzhao: “…”

Emperor Yuan Yao is shameless!

Who said that being a brother cannot call him brother? As long as he can coax Shen Junzhao back, what is the point of calling his brother?

Yong Li deliberately approached his ears, and Shen Junzhao's ears were hot: "Your Majesty."

Yongli: "Anyway, you have been staying outside the Changxin Palace many years."

Shen Junzhao was exposed.

Yongli also said: "If you don't come, I will warm myself up tonight..."

Shen Junzhao couldn't listen to him saying the word "death" and interrupted: "Okay, I will follow Your Majesty to enter the palace."

Yongli got out of bed and changed his clothes, and felt so happy: "Only Zhaojun loves me the most in this world!"

Shen Zhaojun's hand trembled slightly for him, and he didn't say anything else. He knew that Yong Li's mouth had nothing to say, rationally knew that he shouldn't be recruited, and emotionally he couldn't help it. Shen Junzhao didn't want to recall how hard these three years had been, and Yong Li knew about his brother's affairs, all the ambitions he had made over the years were seen through, and blindly pushing them away would be counterproductive.

Besides...

But half a year, only half a year.

Yongli came to Shen Mansion because he received news of Shen Junzhao's assassination. He was so anxious that he didn't even care about getting in the car. He quickly found the fastest one and headed straight to Shen Mansion.

Now that he was going back to the palace, Yongli began to dislike this carriage again. He was not picky on purpose. It was really hot summer, and he could die if the carriage was a little stuffy. However, there was no good carriage in the Shen Mansion. Since Shen Junzhao took charge of the Shen Mansion, there was only one bed left in the master bedroom. There was no high-end carriage with ice embedded in it.

Yongli began to feel uncomfortable when he got into the carriage. Shen Junzhao noticed: "Your Majesty, I am for you..."

Yongli shook his head: "I can't stand it."

Shen Junzhao couldn't help feeling distressed again.

Yongli's summer bone itchy problem can indeed be cured by internal force, but it cannot be separated without intervals. As soon as he recovered, his internal force was poured in, and his already damaged meridians would definitely be backfired. By then, not only would the bone itchy, but Yongli would also be tortured by muscle pain.

Instead of suffering from double suffering, it is better to be with you all. After all, Yongli has adapted to it for a long time.

Shen Junzhao didn't care about the standard and held Yong Li in his arms. He thought of him as he was less bumpy and less uncomfortable.

Yongli grabbed his clothes and a little sweat oozed out from his forehead: "Azhao..."

Shen Junzhao held his hand.

Yongli whispered: "I feel uncomfortable."

Shen Junzhao wished he could bear it for him: "I'm sorry."

Yong Li didn't hear it clearly, and just called his name on his own: "Azhao..."

Shen Junzhao responded softly.

Yongli sweated too much and his throat was dry and hoarse: "I'm thirsty."

Shen Junzhao hurriedly stood up: "I'm going to pour you a cup of tea."

But Yong Li grabbed him again: "Don't leave."

Shen Junzhao: “…”

My heart was like a knife that could not be cut. Shen Junzhao's eyebrows and eyes were drooping, and his voice was indescribable gentleness: "I will not leave, isn't your Majesty thirsty? I pour you water."

But Yong Li said he would not let go of him: "No, I am not thirsty, I..."

He looked up at Shen Junzhao, his forehead was covered with thin sweat, his eyes were full of water vapor, his cheeks were covered with abnormal red, but his lips were dry, and the beautiful light red faded away, leaving only dry and pale, as if the traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time was longing for a drop of clear spring.

Shen Junzhao was stunned.

Yongli unconsciously licked his lower lip, the hot red tip of his tongue, the dry lower lip, and the little water stain seemed to be transparent honey, with a confusing sweet fragrance.

Shen Junzhao only felt that the fire that had been silent for three years in his chest was burning, which was even stronger than before and was even more unbearable.

Yongli suddenly opened his eyes: "Um..."

Shen Junzhao grabbed his neck and kissed his lips.

After a long time, I got what I wanted. The fire burned all the dry firewood. The two of them were hungry for several winters, constantly asking for each other.

What are you doing? Where are you? What kind of relationship is it?

Forgot all.

Under depression is an amazing outbreak.

Out of control, out of control, and desperate.

When the two separated, the carriage was silent.

I happened to walk through a lively street outside, and the noisy hawking sound made the car more quiet and hotter.

The one who took the initiative was Shen Junzhao, and the one who looked pale was also Shen Junzhao.

Others may not understand his emotions, but Yong Li can understand them at a glance.

It was involuntary to kiss him, and the regrets afterwards accumulated into self-disappointment.

Yong Li's heart skipped a beat and hurriedly said, "I...I..."

He was in a hurry to speak, but he didn't know what he was going to say.

There was no light in Shen Junzhao's black eyes. He whispered: "The carriage is narrow, I'll go outside to drive my horse." As he said this, the palm under his wide sleeves had been stabbed with sticky blood from his nails. The palms were broken and the nails were turned, but the pain in his body could not withstand the pain in his heart.

He shouldn't have gotten close to Yongli, and shouldn't have ignored Yongli's safety. He knew better than anyone else about how Yongli's body became like this. But he still didn't learn the lesson, and when he got closer, he would lose his mind.

If Yongli was punished by God again, he...even if he was cut into pieces, how could he be worth it!

How could Yongli let him go out like this? The two of them finally eased a little. Wouldn't they be wasted their previous efforts?

He had had enough of these three years and did not dare to think about it for a moment.

As long as you can keep Shen Junzhao, you will not be closer in this life. You can only be brothers in this life, and he can do it too.

Yong Li suddenly realized: "I am much better!"

Shen Junzhao's body stiffened.

Yong Li's Adam's apple surged, covering up his nervousness, trying to say everything without any ambiguity, and it was extremely objective: "Really, I am no longer hot, no longer so stuffy, and even the itchyness in the bones has subsided."

His body is what Shen Junzhao pays most attention to: "Take it serious?"

Yong Li squeezed out a smile: "How could I lie to you like this? Besides, you can understand medical principles and learn about it by taking a pulse."

Shen Junzhao sat back and lowered his eyes and said, "It's rude." His robe sleeves slightly closed and his fingers fell on Yong Li's wrist.

Yong Li inevitably saw the scarlet redness on his fingertips, and his heart was stabbed again.

Shen Junzhao's hands were very good-brown, fair and flawless, slender and well-proportioned. It was not the softness of women like onion segments, but the joints were as hard as Yuzhu. These hands had the power to be underestimated and also held power above thousands of people. But at this time, it was so fragile and easy to break in Yongli's eyes.

Just because he got close to him, he was covered in blood and his ape was full of strong regret.

Yongli dared not mention anything, he didn't even dare to stare at it.

The most powerful Shen Junzhao is the most sensitive Shen Junzhao.

The most proud Shen Junzhao, the most inferior Shen Junzhao.

It is easy to break if it is too tough. Yongli wishes he could hold it in his palm and take care of him carefully.

Shen Junzhao's expression relaxed: "It's indeed calmed down."
To be continued...