The Villain Has Been Coveting Me for a Long Time

The Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, the office of Emperor Chu.

On the desk was a pipe made of gold thread, and curled cigarettes rose mistily from it. Emperor Chu was working at the office before sitting on the case, with a Zhu pen in his hand. He opened a memorial and seemed to be irritated by the content.

Shen Gong Gong held a cup of tea on the horizontal board and bowed it to Emperor Chu. Emperor Chu picked it up and put it to his mouth as soon as he took a sip, then put it back, glaring at him: "Why is it so hot!"

"Useless things, this thing can't be done well!" He grabbed the teacup and hit Grandpa Shen.

The teacup flew towards him with water, hit his forehead hard, then fell to the ground and smashed to pieces. There was a bruise mark on Shen Gonggong's forehead, but his body still kept that bow and respectful appearance, and he had not moved half a minute.

Emperor Chu sneered. As soon as he was about to say something, he saw a little **** walk in quickly from outside: "The emperor, the prime minister has arrived."

"Let him in." Discovering that Father Shen was still there, Emperor Chu looked upset for a while and waved his hand to signal him to go down, "Go down."

"Yes." Father Shen put down the horizontal board and bowed back.

Prime Minister Wei Yunping walked into the hall and brushed shoulders with Father Shen, who was walking outside. He raised his eyes slightly and quickly raised his eyes for a glance. After seeing the bruise on his forehead, his eyes flickered slightly, bringing out a weird look. .

It seems to be ridicule and sympathy, but sympathy cannot be swayed away.

Father Shen's fists clenched his sleeves, his back teeth clenched, but his chin was lightly on his face, his eyes closed, and he withdrew respectfully.

When he exited, the sharp-eyed little **** said with concern: "Duke Shen, what's the matter with your forehead?"

"It's okay, but I accidentally touched it." Shen Gongzhu lightly touched the bruise with his hand, and the pain hit, he said nonchalantly, "Go and do your own thing."

The little **** left as ordered, and Father Shen looked back at the three characters "Hall of Nourishing the Heart" on the plaque, then turned his gaze on the tightly-shielded door curtain, as if he had already entered.

Thinking of the Wei Yunping and Emperor Chu he had just met, his eyes were dim, his expression was unclear, and the corner of his mouth twitched, pulling out a sarcasm.

In the afternoon, Emperor Chu went to Guanju Palace to accompany Shen Fengyue for lunch.

There were delicacies on the table, Emperor Chu sat at the table, and Shen Fengyue was allowed to sit and eat with the emperor because she was particularly favored.

"Yanyan, you can try this chicken and bean soup porridge. A new cook has arrived in the palace, and I think his craftsmanship is acceptable." Emperor Chu holding a spoon was about to serve the porridge, and Father Shen on the side reminded him in a low voice. :"emperor."

The movement of Emperor Chu's hands kept on, and he filled a bowl full of kindness and placed it in front of Shen Fengyue.

Shen Fengyue scooped a bit into her mouth with a spoon, only wet her lips, meaning, "San Lang's taste is good."

Emperor Chu bent his eyebrows and Long Xin rejoiced: "Since Yanyan likes it, I will let him come to your small kitchen tomorrow, and he will cook for you in the future."

There was a hint of joy in Shen Fengyue's eyes, and it was just right for Emperor Chu to catch it. The Emperor Chu, who thought he knew what he knew, made him happier.

I don't know what's going on. Recently, the old emperor was obsessed with health preservation and couldn't help himself. He had to eat warm porridge that nourishes his stomach. Shen Fengyue's mouth was tasteless, and it was a hot day. He felt that this was a kind of torture.

The little chicken used a spoon to eat the rice like a pecking. As long as Emperor Chu looked at it from one side, he immediately assumed an elegant posture.

The ancients admired no food and no words, so they were very quiet for a while.

Shen Fengyue was eating, looking randomly, glanced at Father Shen on the side, and found that there seemed to be a little purple on his forehead. And because the opponent was standing sideways and couldn't see clearly, Shen Fengyue whispered: "Duke Shen?"

When Shen Gonggong heard the words, his figure moved slightly, and the wound on his forehead appeared intact.

"The imperial concubine?"

When Emperor Chu stopped his movements, Shen Fengyue said, "What's wrong with Shen Gonggong's forehead?"

Father Shen just bowed and bowed: "The slave is stupid. I accidentally ran into it some time ago. Thank you for your concern."

"Shen Gongchang is such a shrewd person. I never thought that there would be times when he lost his mind." Shen Fengyue muttered a few words, and said nothing.

When Emperor Chu heard it, he sarcastically without raising his head: "Yanyan, the minions are all stupid things, and they are hurt. That's also your own responsibility. How can it be worth your care?" He changed his words: "Shen" □, you can go and see the ice bowl made by the small kitchen for the concubine. If it's not ready, go and remind you."

Father Shen retired as ordered, and soon he brought the ice bowl. Emperor Chu had to deal with political affairs in the room. Shen Fengyue was unwilling to stay in the room and dance the embroidery needles, so after eating the ice bowl, he went out to visit the imperial garden.

The imperial garden is full of flowers and beautiful as a dream, but it is not uncommon to see more of this dream. There is a swing in the peony area, which is said to be specially ordered by Emperor Chu to make it for him. There is a pavilion not far away. Shen Fengyue decisively chose the pavilion between the swing frame and the pavilion.

He was about to take a stride to the pavilion. He took a step before his feet, and saw three or two people passing by with a flower basket, so the foot wind immediately changed into a lotus step and moved slowly, gracefully walking towards the swing frame. .

Under the gaze of a palace person, he walked up to the swing to swing like a red carpet.

Acting in a full set, the true concubine can't go to the pavilion where Ge You is paralyzed.

"For slaves and maids, see the imperial concubine."

Shen Fengyue nodded slightly as a response, and sat on the swing gracefully and slowly. With a strong kick on his legs, the swing began to swing.

The maids took out the scissors in the basket to trim the branches of the flowers and plants, and they were so nervous that they dared not say anything.

They collapsed hard, and Shen Fengyue also pretended hard. The two sides hurt each other for a long time before they stopped. The maids retracted their scissors and bowed their luggage to Shen Fengyue and left.

Two feet touch the ground, and a sudden brake stops the swing. There was a sudden dizziness in the brain, which came inexplicably, followed by a familiar smell.

Shen Fengyue used his brain to perceive "sniffing", and hesitated after considering: "System?"

The system didn't say a word, but it was full of strong alcohol.

"Pop", the wine bottle fell to the ground, and the system opened another bottle and poured it into his mouth.

All the sounds were magnified countless times in Shen Fengyue's mind, making them extremely clear.

Shen Fengyue knew it was bitter, and she persuaded: "Tong Niangniang, listen to my persuasion. A drop of wine in the system, two tears of the host, a small drink of pleasure, a big drink of hurt."

This time the system finally responded, and it made a long hiccup: "I don't! Hiccup~~~" very loud.

"Brother Tong~"

The system put down the bottle and patted his chest hard: "Shen Xiaoren, you can't help me."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry for you, it's all my fault, I know your heart is bitter, but you can't hurt the data link like this."

The system snorted coldly: "I'm having trouble, do you think I will make you feel better?! Ha."

In the end it had a fatal blow: "Yan Yan Saburo is just the beginning!" After speaking, he disappeared, leaving only the sound of drinking wine.

Shen Fengyue's breath was suffocated, and his heart was not good. This **** artificial mental retardation actually harmed him. So there was another movement at the foot, and the swing swayed slowly.

When the swing was raised high, the people on it grabbed the vertical ropes on both sides, and swung the swing to draw a beautiful arc in the air. A little sunlight shone in and the golden light shone on his face. Shen Fengyue closed his eyes to enjoy this moment.

He cleared his throat, prolonged his voice, and sighed: "This is the three thousand beauties in the harem, three thousand beloved in one body."

The system's eyes were red at that time: "Bah!"

Shen Fengyue smiled lightly, and smiled calmly over the years: "Looking back and smiling Bai Meisheng, the harem has no color.

The system was so angry that he drank a bottle of wine again. I wanted to stop talking, but I couldn't help but choke him: "Swing so high, don't be afraid of falling down!"

I don't know if the system's mouth was opened, and the curse was too efficacious. As soon as its voice fell, Shen Fengyue's buttocks slipped, and the swing immediately swayed uncontrollably, and the whole person was flying downwards.

Shen Fengyue saw that the general situation was gone, and did not make any extra struggles, and went down. She stood firmly on the ground with a swing seat on his waist.

Not to mention, it hurt at that moment. He rubbed his waist and pretended to return to a noble and elegant appearance. He took a long breath after looking around and finding that there was no one.

This is too shameful.

Father Shen who witnessed all the truth not far away: "..."

The imperial concubine did not return for a long time, so Emperor Chu ordered him to find him. He just entered the imperial garden and heard the imperial concubine's Zhuang language.

His thoughts turned around in his mind, and he hid in a mysterious way and took a peek, and then as expected, he saw the steady pace just now.

The corners of Shen □□'s mouth turned up frantically, unable to suppress it. He covered his lips and coughed lightly, and then went out after calming down.

"Holy concubine, the emperor sees that you have been gone for a long time, so he will let the slave come to find you."

After hearing the sound, Shen Fengyue looked back at Father Shen, helped her sideburns and chin lightly, and said in a posture, "My palace will return now."

After saluting, Shen followed the imperial concubine in a proper manner, looked at the imperial concubine's pretentious posture in front, and shook the dust, his lips curled up.

Concubine, it's really interesting.

In the evening, Emperor Chu didn't spend time with Shen Fengyue because he had important things to do. It was rare to be free and peaceful. Shen Fengyue was very happy, and even had a little appetite.

After a while, a little **** entered the hall with a food box.

"Niang, there is a big fish in the kitchen. It is very fat. The emperor asked the small kitchen to prepare it for you." The little **** opened the lid of the food box to reveal the big fish inside.

The fish was carefully cooked by the imperial kitchen, and when it was opened, there was a strong fragrance that was special to food. The maid Hongmei Luoxue nodded appreciatively when they saw it.

Shen Fengyue frowned, and the chopsticks made a clear sound in the bowl. He said: "Fish? The fish that my palace hates the most is the fish. Don't take it anymore."

For some reason, he has a strange aversion to fish, which should be a sequelae of the last world.

Hongmei was shocked when he heard him speak so uncontrollably, she leaned into his ear and whispered: "Manny, you have lost words. How can you not eat the fish given by the emperor? If you really don't like to eat fish, put a chopstick to indicate Just click attitude."

Shen Fengyue felt that what she was talking about was reasonable, she suppressed her expression, looked at the little **** whose hands were slightly trembling, and waved her hands tolerantly: "No matter, you go down first. There is no need for anyone to wait on this palace man. Taking it down, running errands can be considered hard, and giving some gold seeds rights as hard work."

After receiving the reward, the little **** followed Hongmei Luoxue and other palace members down.

The fish was in front of him, but he still had to move and behave.

Chopsticks pierced the fish maw and selected the most delicate and thornless place. Shen Fengyue buried the picked piece of fish into other dishes and pressed it. When he looked up again, he found something hidden in the fish maw.

It's a small rolled note.

Shen Fengyue took out the note with chopsticks and unfolded it. Only one line of small characters was written on it, which was concise and concise.

——Today’s son, outside the east wall, the thirteenth brick at the low end, three cuckoo calls to see you.

A sense of mystery and thieves' excitement swept through, and Shen Fengyue remembered his identity as a spy who dressed as a woman and went deep into the harem as an eyeliner.

So he surreptitiously burned the small note, rubbing his hands and waiting for midnight.

When approaching her son, Shen Fengyue wore a simple black dress, disheveled and went to the east wall on time, waiting quietly.

There was a cuckoo call suddenly outside the wall.

Shen Fengyue squatted down and counted along the wall, one, two, three, four... thirteen. He tentatively cried out, "Cuckoo?"

There was no movement outside the wall.

"Cuckoo?"

"Cuckoo?"

After three cuckoo calls, the thirteenth brick loosened and was pulled away from the outside. A hand stretched out from the hole, holding a piece of paper in the hand.

After Shen Fengyue took the note, that hand stretched back, and the bricks were pushed in again to build them. They were tightly closed, and there was no trace of loosening.

The note unfolded, and Shen Fengyue whispered the above content: "Chaotic Yan Kingdom."

"Ok?"

"Emperor concubine, what is this going to mess with?" The flat, sharp voice sounded in the middle of the night, like a ghost desperate for life, terrifying and strange.

Shen Fengyue's body was shaking uncontrollably, and the note in her hand could hardly be pinched, the hair all over her body exploded, and goose bumps fell all over the floor.

"The imperial concubine?" The voice continued.

The legs hidden under the black skirt trembled, and Shen Fengyue bit her scalp and turned around and saw that she was an old acquaintance, Father Shen.

Shen □□'s eyes were narrow and slightly raised. At this moment, he curled his lips and looked at Shen Fengyue directly, as if a fierce beast had locked onto a weak prey, making it impossible for him to escape.

Shen Fengyue looked at him without speaking.

Shen Yang raised his eyebrows, arrogant.

Concubine Shen, who was caught in the pigtail, was flustered, and the brain swept over a piece of "to be cool", but on the surface, she should try to keep her calm as much as possible to prevent the other party from seeing her flustered heart.

Shen □□ realized that the imperial concubine was at the end of the crossbow, and he was just holding it up. He tentatively stretched out a foot, and he saw that the face of the opposite person was pale and his body trembled. When he saw this, he chuckled and took it back. That foot.

Both sides did not speak, the enemy did not move, I did not move, stalemate.

The stalemate was broken by a cuckoo call, and after the cuckoo call outside the wall, his face became dark. Seeing him pacing to the wall, Shen Fengyue stopped his finger on the thirteenth brick on the middle floor, knocked it, and screamed three cuckoos with anger.

After the three beeps, according to the operation of Shen Fengyue's previous joints, the bricks were pulled away and the note was handed over. Shen received the note, moved his hand away, and moved the brick back.

The history is surprisingly similar.

Shen □□ did not look at the note, pinched it in his hand, and looked up at Shen Fengyue with a smile.

Why are you watching me? ! Why should he look at me? !

Shen Fengyue swallowed hard, and the atmosphere was strangely embarrassed. He turned off his ears, opened his mouth under the eyes of the enemy, and said first: "Daddy Shen, now we all have the handle of each other. You have power, Ben The palace also has power, I am afraid that no one can move anyone."

Shen □□ nodded.

"Since this is the case, I have a good suggestion."

Shen □□: "Please tell me your noble concubine."

Shen Fengyue: "I don't know what is written on the note of Father Shen. I only ask if it goes against the mission of the palace?"

Shen □ shook his head: "There is no conflict between the slave and the empress."

Hearing this, Shen Fengyue's heart has been relaxed for more than half, and he continued: "Since this is the case, why don't the father-in-law and the palace turn the conflict into a jade silk, it is not good to fight against each other, why not join hands and conspire?"

"Is the empress so sure?" Shen opened his hand, revealing the note, unfolding it, looking slowly in front of Shen Fengyue. After reading it, he crumpled the note into his mouth and swallowed it innocently. Looking at Shen Fengyue, "Look, there is no evidence."

Shen Fengyue: "..." Looking at the note in her hand, she didn't have the courage to swallow the wolf Yan directly.

Shen □□ seemed to like the expression of Concubine Yan Guifei after she ate her food. He said happily after she had enjoyed it, "How honorable is the empress, she is willing to put down her body to join hands with the minion, and the minion is grateful and deserving. ."

"..."

Shen continued to speak: "The empress is responsible for wandering around the harem, and the slave is responsible for the affairs of the previous dynasty. She is a partner of heaven."

"..."

"Since she has decided to join hands, why don't the empress give a high-five to the slave as a ceremony to formally conclude the covenant?" Shen raised her eyebrows, raised a hand, and waited for Shen Fengyue.

"..." What happened to this broken eunuch!

Shen Fengyue reluctantly walked over to him and gave him a high-five, and then asked, "How can this palace help you?"

As expected, Shen said: "Aren't you women the best at the harem?"

Shen Fengyue choked on this sentence, feeling complicated and unspeakable. It is a torment to stay with this person for another second at this moment. He wants to leave: "If the father-in-law is fine, he will go home first. It is cold at night, father-in-law, please come back quickly, be careful not to catch the cold."

Shen □□ smiled and thanked: "Thank you Niang Niang for your caring."

Shen Fengyue walked away, forcibly waking up the system on the road.

"What is the origin of this father-in-law Shen?"

The system was completely drunk, his eyes were misty, and he laughed wildly at first, then slowly went through the information to answer Shen Fengyue's questions.

"Ah, this father-in-law Shen, Shen Yang, the origin is not small."

"Thirteen years ago, there was a scandal in Da Chu that shocked the whole country. The Shen family, who had been guarding the frontier for generations, had confided in the enemy Guo Yan. It was reported by the current prime minister Wei Yunping. The Chu Emperor was furious and ordered to behead the adult male of the Shen family. Women serve as teaching workshops and castrate underage males."

"Shen □□ was castrated at the age of 15 and sent to the palace. With his talent, he climbed up step by step and eventually became the chief **** of the imperial eunuch. He was very embarrassed in front of the emperor."

After listening to a long list of secrets about the palace, Shen Fengyue couldn't help muttering: "Do you have such a big grievance? You understand." I walked quickly and slid back to Guanju Palace, because I was frightened tonight and covered it. The quilt fell asleep.

When Shen Yan walked to one place, with a wave of his hand, a black-clothed shadow guard knelt before him.

"The situation has changed. Concubine Yan Gui cannot stay."

Shadow Guard: "When will you start?"

Shen Zhen thought for a while, pointed in the direction of Guanju Palace and said, "Qiuwei."