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"Why didn't you see Miss Yuzhi, is she injured?" Shen Junfang walked out of the narrow gap behind the huge potted plant, coughing and looking at the courtyard with messy footprints. 173

"Well, I cut my hand when I tore with the assassin just now, but fortunately it wasn't serious, so I asked her to be sent to the Imperial Doctor's Mansion to bandage it." Sima Tulan gently lifted her sleeves, and a large bruise on her forearm showed Shen Jun in front of him, "It's all because I've lost my fists and feet over the years, that assassin's kung fu is average, if I could have taken him down three or five years ago, I wouldn't have given him a chance to escape at all." ”

Shen Junfang's clear eyes spilled a little heartache, looking at Sima Tulan's injured arm and wanting to ask her if it hurts, he hesitated for a moment and finally didn't speak. Closing the door and breathing a sigh of relief, Shen Junfang frowned slightly: "It's really strange that this kind of thing happened as soon as the emperor left, did Niangniang find any problems?" ”

Sima Tulan nodded: "It's obvious that the assassin didn't mean to kill me. Although he was fierce with a blade when he suddenly broke in, there were a few times when he could directly hurt me, but he didn't do it, giving me the feeling that he was just here to scare me, and as soon as I heard Yuzhi shouting for help, he immediately escaped over the wall without hesitating for a moment. ”

"Don't you assassinate for a life-threatening adventure?" Shen Junfang thought thoughtfully, "In this way, the assassination is just a pretense, and the person who planned this matter has other plans." Taking a deep breath and looking at Sima Tulan worriedly, Shen Jun put a sad face: "The emperor is not in the palace, and General Puppet and General Sima are not there, and I can't come here often, can the queen mother handle it herself?" Maybe the Praetorian Guard camp should be on guard outside...... No, no, who knows if there are people in the Praetorian Guard camp with bad intentions? What can I do......

Shen Junfang is not a procrastinator, but when it comes to Sima Tulan's safety, he doesn't dare to take it lightly, and he will inevitably hesitate.

Seeing that he frowned, Sima Tulan shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be relaxed: "It's okay, the guards of the Huanqing Palace will be strengthened with this matter, and I know some kung fu, ordinary people can't help me." In fact, what I'm most worried about is Yu'er's safety, but Yu'er has already gone to the dust Xuan with Jing'er, which has always been the safest place with the harem guards, and Jing'er's child has a strong sense of responsibility, so it shouldn't be okay. ”

When it comes to trusting Yi Chenjing, Shen Junfang is bound to be above Sima Tulan, even if Yi Chenjing is just a child.

In the heat wave, the summer wind blew, rolling up the ground and scattered grass petals flying all over the sky, and there were scattered petals passing between Shen Junfang and Sima Tulan, inadvertently attracting the attention of the two, and when they took their attention away from the petals, they suddenly found that the two pairs of eyes were in contact without any obstacles.

He is a young Shaohua, she has just entered the charm of the age, even if she is many years old, there is no trace.

Shen Junfang couldn't help but fall into a daze, thinking that when he stood side by side with her, would he be as worthy as the emperor he was loyal to? If he is in agreement, he should be more suitable for Sima Dolan than that emperor, right?

Because he understands her bitterness and suffering, her silence and forbearance, and her bleak state of mind that she loves deeply but can't ask for.

What's more, he is different from Yi Huaiyu, if possible, he is willing to use his life to take care of such a gorgeous woman.

Such a blazing gaze burned Sima Tulan, turned her head to avoid the wanton and bold gaze, her heart was pounding, and she still tried her best to remain calm in her tone: "I heard Yuzhi say that you have been very weak recently, go back and rest early, I will send someone if there is something here——"

Before the words fell, it stopped abruptly with a touch of softness and warmth on the wrist.

"I can protect you, right outside the door, no one will find out." Shen Junfang didn't realize that he grabbed Sima Tulan's hand impulsively, and his eyes were clear and clear, "If you don't agree, I won't be able to sleep well even if I go back, and I can't sleep all night at the thought that you might be in danger, and I've been like this all these years...... Always...... Can't sleep peacefully......"

In the end, he was already flustered and incoherent.

At that moment, time stopped.

If it had been placed four years ago, Sima Dolan would have not hesitated to shake off Shen Junfang's hand and reprimand her, but her heart was made of flesh, not a ruthless stubborn stone, even if she had no admiration for the young man in front of her, that feeling had already quietly sprouted in the day and night of gazing and guarding, and asked her to refuse coldly as before......

She really couldn't do it.

"Shen Guoshi, you should go back." With indifference and numbness to the pain in her heart, Sima Tulan deliberately bit the word "national teacher" very hard.

He is a national teacher and the emperor's confidant, and she is the empress, the emperor's woman.

Such a hint Sima Tulan has said countless times, every time Shen Junfang is gloomy, and then retreats with a bitter smile, except this time.

"I knew I wasn't good enough to do it, and I knew I shouldn't do it...... It's just that...... It's just that I really can't let go, as soon as I close my eyes at night, I will think of you......" The uncontrollable violent cough made Shen Junfang speak intermittently, and the feeling of powerlessness that spread throughout his body followed him like a shadow, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to hold Sima Tulan's hand tightly. Shen Junfang gasped with difficulty, and his increasingly faint voice seemed to carry the panic cry of a young man: "I know...... I'm sorry for the emperor, but I ...... But I can't do it, I can't forget you...... What the hell do you want me to do......"

When I saw it for the first time when I was young, I lost my heart at a glance, and since then I have been obsessed with it, and it will never recover.

It was wrong from the beginning, how to seek perfection?

Sima Tulan's heart is like a knife, she doesn't love Shen Junfang, but he is one of her most important people, and he is the only person in this indifferent harem who is willing to protect her at all costs, she can't be hard-hearted and cold-hearted to see him hurt by love.

But I also understand that this relationship is absolutely unacceptable.

Before Sima Tulan, who was hesitant, could figure out how to deal with the situation in front of her, Shen Junfang's warm palm had already been released, thinking that he was sober and understood, and his hanging heart was just about to let go, and the cold young and sick body pressed against her. In a panic, Sima Tulan stopped Shen Junfang's body with one hand and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but was startled by the heavy weight, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were closed on the pale cheeks that were close at hand, and the corners of his bloodless lips were shocking.

"National Teacher...... Jun Fang? Jun Fang! Someone, someone—"

On the cold and hard gray stone bricks, a young national teacher dressed in plain and snow-white clothes lay quietly, and there was some kind of satisfaction engraved between his handsome and peaceful eyebrows - perhaps because he had felt the warmth of his side before he fell unconscious, someone took his hand, someone wrapped him in his arms, and called his name hoarsely.

Such a small but huge happiness was thought to be only in a dream.

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