Yong Li didn't dare to raise his head, and his face seemed to be burning with fire, so hot that it seemed like he was about to get sick again.

He was really not afraid of his tongue flashing when he said this!

Although he has always been shameless in Shen Junzhao's side, it is the first time in twenty years that he is so shameless.

Yong Li suddenly remembered something again and quickly looked up and said, "Don't want me to drink your blood!"

Shen Junzhao: “…”

Yong Li panicked: "Blood doesn't work. If it works, the Yan tribe members would have already been adults!"

In fact, Yong Li didn't know, but he couldn't stop his head from being lively and spinning fast, and instantly he could pull out a bunch of irrefutable reasons.

It makes sense. If the blood of the Yan tribe can be used as medicine to cure diseases, then how can the Yan tribe have life?

Even the six states dare to control the cannons, so what else can you do that you can't do?

The Yan clans are indeed about to exterminate the clan...

No matter what, even if it is really useful, he will still grit his teeth and say it is useless!

Anyway, his body is his, so he will never admit it. The best way to deal with Shen Junzhao is to cheat, which Yong Ali has been tried and tested.

Shen Junzhao finally spoke out. He didn't mention the treatment at all. He didn't say he agreed or agreed, and just asked him softly: "Is it still uncomfortable in the carriage?"

Yongli couldn't answer for a moment, and there seemed to be a trap in this sentence: Is it uncomfortable? Isn't the treatment of the disease ineffective? What if Shen Junzhao not only did not treat him, but also made a carriage to make room for him? It's generally like this if he compensated his wife and soldier! Isn't it uncomfortable? Then I'm not in good health? Why do I have the face to be carefully held by Shen Junzhao in his arms?

This problem is difficult to solve, and Emperor Yuan Yao showed twelve points of caution.

Shen Junzhao smiled, his voice soothing and gentle: "If it's still uncomfortable, I will take you back to the palace."

Yongli: "!"

Shen Junzhao: "It is ventilated and cool outside, and it is not bumpy."

Yong Li came back to his senses and was overjoyed: "You used your light skills to carry me back to the palace?"

His word "hugging" made Shen Junzhao's ears red: "If your Majesty feels offended, then forget it."

Yongli surrounded his neck and his posture was erect: "What are you waiting for? I will be suffocated to death by this carriage!"

Shen Junzhao: “…”

Yongli was very considerate and took the initiative to pick up Shen Junzhao's hand and put it on his waist: "Let's go!"

Being hugged by the princess so openly, Yong Ali is worthy of being the emperor of the ages, and he is a very human being!

On a midsummer night, the cool breeze is gentle.

Since Yongli's tendons and veins were completely broken, he could no longer practice martial arts. Light skills require internal strength to support him. Then he also borrowed the power of the contact point. It was better than flying than flying.

Unlike his martial arts, Shen Junzhao has made progress in the past three years, and he can still move forward easily on the eaves and cliffs while holding him.

There was the howling wind in my ears, and the faint fragrance of Buddha's hands in my nose. When Yong Li looked up slightly, he saw Shen Junzhao's thin jaw, his focused expression, and his hair blown away by the wind...

The summer night comes late, but the night falls very quickly.

Yongli saw the stars in the sky through the ink hair that was raised in the wind.

The stars were cut into colorful gems by their hair, and they were so scrambling to shine, but they still shine as much as the master of the ink hair—

The cold white neck, the clean-lined side face, and the slightly raised thin lips cover the stars and the moon.

Yong Li's heart beat faster and he grabbed his clothes: "Azhao."

In the cool breeze, Shen Junzhao's voice was not very clear: "Your Majesty?"

Yong Li was buried in his chest, and there was only his own heartbeat, bang bang, like a drum, like a shock: "..."

Shen Junzhao: "Hmm? I didn't hear it clearly."

Yongli said it again.

Shen Junzhao still couldn't hear it clearly. He was about to stop, but Yongli suddenly said, "Don't stop!"

Shen Junzhao was stunned.

Yongli hugged him tightly and leaned into his ear and said, "I like it very much."

With these four words, Shen Junzhao is willing to take him to travel thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in Dayong.

——So what if you are a brother?

——So what if they are brothers?

This is what Yong Li said to Shen Junzhao but dared not let him hear it.

What if you are betrayal and taboo, so what if you go to hell and go into the oil pan?

If you don’t see me in this life, why bother to think about the next life?

This was probably the happiest moment in three years. They untied their hearts and realized the contradictions. The power, competition, temptation and doubt that had been enough to destroy everything in the past three years were unable to separate their hearts.

No matter how hard you push it away, as long as you think of each other in your mind, you can always stick together in an instant.

After returning to the palace, Yongli was still unsatisfied: "It's really cool and not bumpy!" So what if it's like? He's happy to be held like this by Shen Junzhao!

Shen Junzhao has always had specialties in the matter of ruining scenery: "Your Majesty is weak, so don't leave the palace in the future."

Yongli was dissatisfied: "You are exhausted and can't take me to play with you, so just say, why should you think I am weak!"

Shen Junzhao stared at him.

Yong Li was fooling: "This is so fun, I want it."

Shen Junzhao carefully put him on the throne with a bright white cushion and carved with the dragon playing with pearls, but his mouth was cold: "Your Majesty has no energy, so he went to find someone with good energy."

Yongli: "!"

Shen Junzhao glanced at a corner of the robe outside the hall: "I believe that the master of Zi Nan is sure to be competent."

Yongli sold his friend so frankly: "I'm not as good as you!"

Zinnian: "..."

It’s better to be better than to add the word “far” or is it a brother?

Shen Junzhao bent his mouth almost obscuredly: "Your Majesty knows again?"

Yongli didn't understand, so he quickly said, "My Zhaojun's martial arts skills are the best in the world, and no one can match them except you. No one can take me like this and walk around the walls, so happy!"

Shen Junzhao has been jealous of the monk for more than half a year. How could he have to come back if he says a few words?

But having is better than not, Shen Junzhao asked again: "Does Your Majesty still want to leave the palace?"

Yongli: "..."

Shen Junzhao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yong Li looks like this and is definitely a raking ear in Shu. He is afraid that his wife will be afraid of being able to produce essence: "As long as Azhao is with me, I will definitely take good care of myself in the palace."

If he doesn't leave the palace, he won't leave the palace. Anyway, he will definitely keep Shen Junzhao in the palace from today!

Shen Junzhao's expression slowed down and said in a gentle voice: "I will read you a memorial."

Yongli felt sweet again: "Okay!"

Shen Junzhao glanced at the outside of the palace at the end of his eyes.

Yongli sang: "I can't go back and rest quickly, thank you for your hard work today!"

Master Zinan: “…”

If the monks hadn't lie, he would have wanted to swear. He had seen those who had broken bridges across rivers, but he had never seen those who had been so swift and quick and fast!

When the master returned to the room to meditate, the corners of his mouth were raised.

In the past three years, no one has known Yongli's obsession better than him.

Self-attachment - life is extremely painful.

Since you can't let go, it's better to protect yourself.

Out and going in, but in a flash.

There are only Yong Li and Shen Junzhao in Changxin Palace. Yong Lixiang has been thinking about this scene for three years.

Three years ago, they stayed together day and night, but they didn't dare to get close to each other because they were full of spies. Now there are no one else, they are all their own people, but they are separated by mountains and seas.

Yong Li didn't want to think about those things, so he cheered up: "Come on, let me show you, what other trivial matters have been presented."

By chance, the first memorial that Shen Junzhao opened was very interesting: "... Liang Ming is a barbarian in the six states, and he has a little color. He hopes that His Majesty will be the most important thing. Don't provoke border wars for your own selfish desires..."

Yongli: "Cough!"

Shen Junzhao didn't comment and turned on the second comment: "Although Li Qing came from a noble family, he was a man after all, so how could he rule the six palaces..."

Yongli: "Cough cough cough!"

Shen Junzhao picked up the third memorial: "The spring night is short and the day is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early... Your Majesty must not abandon the government for the beauty..."

Yongli felt his scalp numb and hurriedly said, "It's not because Rong Qing didn't go to court, I was sick that day."

"Well," Shen Junzhao, "I know."
To be continued...