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"Okay? Where am I doing? You just heard about me from others, how can you judge whether it is good or bad? ”

Sima Tulan couldn't laugh at Shen Junfang's judgment, she thought it was a flattery that she was tired of hearing, but she didn't look like him seriously, but Shen Junfang stubbornly looked at her, making the smile on her face slowly lose. The first address of the mobile terminal of this mobile phone:

There are still people in this world who say that she is good, should she be happy or should she feel sad for herself?

"The emperor has accepted many concubines into the palace, but the queen still manages the harem in an orderly manner, even if she hears no matter how much gossip she hears, isn't it good?" It was rare that there was no one around, and Shen Jun poured out the words that had been buried in his heart for a long time, "I used to worry that it would be difficult to manage the harem with the emperor's temper, but after seeing the queen's style, I understood why the emperor was so relieved, and the emperor's attitude often made me wonder, what kind of person would make the emperor so dependent and unwilling to approach?" Because of this thinking, I found all kinds of excuses to come to Huanqing Palace to walk around. ”

"Shen Guoshi should concentrate on assisting the emperor in taking care of state affairs, and all the affairs of the harem have his own special person in charge, and there is nothing worth exploring in this Huanqing Palace. By the way, from tomorrow onwards, Shen Guoshi doesn't have to come again, I plan to teach the prince poetry and book etiquette in person, and ask Shen Guoshi to focus on more important things. ”

Shen Junfang was still immersed in the anxiety after saying something that should not be said, and was thinking about whether Sima Dilan would be angry because of this, when the voice that was so cold that it was frosty sounded in her ears, and the meaning was simple and clear - she was indeed angry, and she didn't want to see the young man in front of her again.

He can see her suffering, but how can he understand it? Even if it was just an outsider saying a word, she would be irritated by it, not to mention that she was the most trusted person around Yi Huaiyu. The first address of the mobile terminal of this mobile phone:

"If the words just now made the queen angry, Jun Fang apologized." For Sima Tulan's unceremonious expulsion, Shen Junfang first bowed respectfully and apologized, and when Sima Tulan's gaze was a little gentler, the stubborn young man rose to the wind again, and his voice was louder and firmer than before, "I just don't understand why this is happening, is it just because the queen mother is from the Sima family?" I don't know what the queen mother has to worry about, but in my heart, the emperor should be a person who has a clear distinction between public and private, if the queen mother is forced to endure the emperor's snub because she is worried that General Sima will be implicated, then Jun Fang is willing to open this mouth to the emperor and seek justice for the queen mother. ”

"No, I don't." After coldly refusing, Sima Dolan turned her back to Shen Junfang, although she had tried her best to hold back her anger, her shoulders trembled slightly.

Or perhaps, the decisive back shows more than just anger.

Sima Tulan's strong resistance looked in the young man's eyes, Shen Junfang suddenly became quiet, and his lowered shoulders seemed to silently tell the sadness, frustration, and indescribable contradictions in his heart.

For a long time, it was so long that Sima Tulan wondered if the young man behind him had turned into a stone sculpture, and then a lonely voice came.

"I don't know if this is a betrayal of the emperor's trust, but ...... But I don't want to see the queen being wronged. The palm of the hand that often holds the pen to write the future of Yaoguo is clenched up for a while and released for a while, Shen Junfang is so nervous that he can't help it, and the youthful restraint that only a teenager has appeared on Lao Cheng's face. Shen Junfang swallowed hard, and he could feel the tremor in his tone, but he still insisted, his voice was intermittent, and his eyebrows were lowered: "The queen mother didn't do anything wrong, things shouldn't be like this...... I...... I hope that the queen mother can always smile happily, instead of holding the prince in a trance and spending her life alone in the cold and deserted Huanqing Palace. That'...... I...... It will be distressing. ”

There are thousands of ways to confess, true or false, gentle or domineering, perhaps like a trickle into people's hearts, or sweeping like a storm...... In any case, Sima Tulan was very indifferent to this kind of thing, and the confession she was looking forward to belonged to only one person, but she also knew that that person would never say it.

However, when Shen Junfang gently said the word "distressed", the queen of Yaoguo, who thought that she had lost her feelings, was still stunned, and even thought that she was having a ridiculous and absurd dream for a moment.

He is a young talent who is favored by the emperor, a promising minister who can govern the country, and she is the queen of a country that has been deliberately forgotten by everyone. With such a disparity in status, there is almost no possibility of strange intertwining...... What made Shen Junfang throb so inexplicably?

Sima Tulan was at a loss, she had always been calm for the first time, she was helpless against the man's persistent gaze, and she didn't know how to react at all except to retreat in a daze.

This feeling should not exist at all.

Shen Junfang, such a smart person, naturally understands this truth, and he regrets it after the words buried deep in his heart are impulsively spoken, but it is difficult to recover, and now the matter can only stand in silence, waiting for any possible result - whether it is beating or scolding, even if Sima Dolan tells Yi Huaiyu, it doesn't matter, he should bear it if he makes a mistake, this is a punishment for his youthful impulsiveness, and it is also a punishment for his ingratitude.

Obviously said that he wanted to repay the kindness, and he would spend his life to repay Yi Huaiyu's kindness, but he committed an unforgivable sin at the beginning of the benefactor's imperial career, since he was trapped in the swamp called Sima Tulan, Shen Junfang knew that he was sorry for Yi Huaiyu, but that desire and heartbeat could not be stopped, the more he warned himself that he could not get close to Sima Tulan, the more his feelings became like an addiction.

The sky was getting darker, and no one cared how much time passed, in the dead and silent palace, Sima Tulan struggled to regain her senses.

"Let's go, don't come to Huanqing Palace again in the future - I won't tell anyone about this matter, and you can't mention it again, I don't want to have conflicts with the emperor because of you." A sigh was crushed by the light night, and the already haggard face continued to be tired. Sima Tulan walked slowly to the door, paused as she passed by Shen Junfang, and her deliberately lowered voice was a little hoarse: "I am not as unhappy and wronged as you imagined, he gave me far more than you and I imagined." Shen Guoshi, please do it yourself. ”

After Sima Tulan left, the hall was even more deserted than before, and Shen Junfang stood quietly like that, and did not leave until the palace maid came in to clean.

On the second day, Shen Junfang did not appear in the Huanqing Palace, the prince changed the master, and the gossip floating in the palace came to an abrupt end.

"No matter when the queen always thinks about the emperor, until now, this has not changed."

"What? Is there something going on in the palace? Emperor Da Yao, who was frowning and concentrating on studying the military map, did not raise his head, and asked casually.

"With the queen mother and Shen Guoshi taking care of it, how could something happen? The emperor just needs to rest assured to meet the enemy. ”

Even Sui Liang chuckled, no one could tell whether it was bitterness or sympathy, and his complicated eyes stared at the oil lamp, watching a piece of paper turn into gray smoke.

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