When the two of them talked a little, they couldn't help but get closer, if it wasn't for the inappropriate scene, I'm afraid that what would follow would be a set of "pampering - no decoction - packing up".

However, Yi Shu is always a well-behaved woman, and she can't learn the appearance of those favored concubines in the house to seduce her husband, even if she connives the emperor, she also knows that this is Shen Qingjun's Cold Ice Palace.

In addition, she is delicate, and now that there is no one to serve the emperor, this labor should fall on her head.

Rather than flirting with the emperor in front of the unconscious Shen Qingjun, wouldn't it be more appropriate to sit opposite His Majesty at the table at this moment, talk about Shen Qingjun's condition, and then coax him to go back to Zhongcui Palace with him to do something that should be done at night?

can still be above board, why do you need to be secret?

In this way, she bowed her head slightly, replied shyly, and invited herself to make tea for Li Siyuan.

She knew that the emperor liked Shen Qingjun, and he had been thinking of asking for nothing for many years, but he was always unwilling to force her in private behavior, and only oppressed people with great power, so that he never succeeded.

Yi Shu knows Shen Qingjun, at least in three years, she understands her nature, Shen Qingjun is not a woman who falls in love with others because of physical contact with others, let alone looking for death and life because of chastity and fame, how can she be afraid of people's words because of such an experience?

Anyway, Shen Qingjun is lying down now, and he has no strength to resist, so it is better to let His Majesty have a chance to get close to her and dissolve some obsessions.

Anyway, it only takes a stick of incense to make tea, and Yi Shu is also confident that the emperor will not take advantage of the danger of others and ruin years of hard work, and he knows that if Shen Qingjun knows about this, he will only dislike the emperor even more.

So she left the space to Shen Qingjun and Li Siyuan, and at the same time showed her generosity and thoughtfulness.

The room was quiet, Shen Qingjun was awake, but because he didn't want to communicate with the emperor, he was still pretending to be asleep.

After many years of martial arts, she could hear that the emperor's footsteps were not heavy, probably deliberately suppressed, tiptoeing, rubbing the clothes, brushing the edges of the case.

He walked this way.

Shen Qingjun was a little irritable.

Why didn't Yi Shu stop him?

What the hell is he going to do here?

Shen Qingjun's hand holding the corner of the quilt gradually began to exert force, and she clearly felt that the emperor's breathing sound was getting worse, and the breathing sound was getting closer and closer to her, as if the other party had bent down.

The bed sinks slightly.

The Emperor sat down beside her.

Shen Qingjun quickly began to think about whether to continue pretending to be asleep.

Li Siyuan was still here at this time, so she probably didn't go to the court, because she didn't even have to think about it, she definitely wanted to accompany her, the harem demon concubine who fell into the water and suffered from a cold illness.

He often puts the cart before the horse, not only to show her, to let her know how considerate he is, but also to let her know how much resentment and scolding will be caused if he is not obedient to him.

She frowned faintly.

She invited herself to move to the Cold Ice Palace, in fact, in order to leave him some thin noodles at the end, the Cold Ice Palace used to be a cold palace, he could pretend to repent, recover everything, and rely on this incident to reconcile with the six departments of the court, put his mind back on the government, so that the Shen family, who was born in the cracks, can also breathe for a while.

In order to flaunt his favor, he deviated from the courtiers and deviated from morality, so he didn't think about the consequences at all? Inviting herself into the cold palace was already the biggest concession she made after weighing it, why did he still force the door?

Her thoughts swirled, went around in a circle, and when she thought about it carefully, she always felt strange, the emperor didn't love her at all, he couldn't even figure out her preferences, what evil did he fall into, was it really excessive possessiveness?

She could feel Li Siyuan's breathing getting closer and closer becoming slow and stagnant, and the warm air swept across her cheeks.

There seemed to be some itching on her face, as if someone wanted to touch her cheeks.

She first had goosebumps on her arms, and when she reacted, she felt that her heart was frozen by the cold winter water, and all the limbs and bones were cold.

The corner of the quilt on her right hand was pressed by Li Siyuan's left hand that he used to support his body, but fortunately, his left hand could still be pulled out of the tightly wrapped quilt.

Maybe there's no need to pretend anymore, she's really tired of people touching her.

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When Wei Qing came, the Donglin Palace was extremely quiet, and most of the people were dismissed by Baoqin to rest, Changfang guarded the kitchen to decoct medicine, and Baoqin accompanied his wife to boil water and make tea for Li Siyuan.

However, he has been here a lot of times, and Wei Qing is also familiar with the Donglin Palace, although he was surprised by the excessive quietness, but he didn't think too much about it.

She pondered this time, the emperor must have gone to the early dynasty, Li Siyuan was not there, Yi Shu must have gone back to her Zhongcui Palace, the glutinous rice that came back with her had just rested, and the Qingtuan was estimated to be staying in the kitchen to decoction.

"Tian Luo, this kitchen should be Qingtuan decocting medicine, you take someone to the kitchen to find her, let her go to rest quickly, you decoct the medicine, and by the way, bring the medicinal food to heat up."

"Yes."

"Shell, you take the rest of the people, go to the place where you need to make up for the manpower, and by the way, help the palace clean up a room and come out, before Shen Qingjun gets better, the palace will live here."

"Yes."

Wei Qing neatly assigned the manpower, and the people behind him were divided into two ways with the shells and snail soldiers, and each fell to a suitable post, and Wei Qing was left with only a white silver carp waiting with him.

"Let's go, go with the palace to take a look at Shen Qingjun who finally abolished himself."

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The cold ice hall is very quiet, this place is already remote, and because it bears the responsibilities of the cold palace of the previous dynasty for hundreds of years, it is even more cold and cool, and the birds and birds are rarely close, which makes it even quieter here.

The hall lay alone, and sat alone, so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing.

After Yi Shu went out, the smile on Li Siyuan's face disappeared completely, Ruyu's face was indifferent and cold, and his eyes looked fixedly at the sleeping beauty.

Maybe it was because he caught a cold, and he was not stable in his dreams, Shen Qingjun's breathing lost its regularity for a moment, but this time was too short, so short that Li Siyuan only thought it was an illusion.

Is she awake?

Li Siyuan's straightforward thinking lacked some thoughts of worrying about nightmares, so he subconsciously walked closer, walking lightly and without making a sound.

But when she walked to the bedside, and even sat beside her, the beauty did not move.

His face was as pale as ever, his expressionless face, and his eyes closed revealed alienation from him.

What do you want but freedom that I didn't give you?

Obviously there is such a burning sincerity for life, and the coward who chooses to live even in the face of unbearable abuse, why doesn't he grasp the rope that can bring her life the most?

He sank down and raised his hand, wanting to touch Shen Qingjun, touching this butterfly that was really but always about to fly.

But he was blocked by an arm.

Her eyes were so bright, but they were quenched with ice, and he saw them for a moment, and then they were buried by the drooping eyelids.