Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Shen Yu guessed that Wen Yu had already noticed.

His previous hostile attitude towards the old eunuch and the emperor suggests he likely already knew about the poison in the pastries. Wen Yu would stay inside the palace after eating the pastries, perhaps taking the opportunity to vomit them out.

Of course, these are just Shen Yu's guesses. During this period, he was not allowed to enter the inner hall and could not see the specific situation.

This is a bit difficult.

Shen Yu pondered for a moment, then patrolled the area around Kunning Palace again that night. Kunning Palace was full of palace maids and eunuchs who kept watch. They all had some martial arts skills, but it was not necessarily true that their skills were very profound.

After several attempts, Shen Yu set his sights on the eaves of the inner palace. This spot was rarely noticed, and the palace maids and eunuchs couldn't climb up there, making it a good place to spy.

The tiles on the eaves had become loose due to years of wind and sun exposure. Shen Yu quietly walked on them and, after several attempts, took a tile from the corner of the wall.

The tile wasn't large, but it allowed Shen Yu to see most of the interior of the house.

The red candles in the inner hall were lit, their flames flickering and outlining Wen Yu's facial features. He never removed the golden mask on his face, even when he slept; it was cold, aloof, yet the candlelight gave it a soft, golden rim.

Shen Yu squatted on the eaves without moving. He looked down through the gaps in the tiles and saw Wen Yu leaning against the dressing table, flipping through ancient books.

Several hours passed, and apart from flipping through ancient books, he remained in the same posture the rest of the time.

Shen Yu's neck ached from looking at it. He remained silent for a moment before preparing to replace the tile.

Wen Yu happened to stand up at that moment. He put down the ancient book, took off his outer robe and put it on the chair next to him.

Shen Yu paused in his grip on the tile, then lowered his gaze, which pierced through the gap and landed on Wen Yu. Wen Yu quickly stripped down to only her undergarment, completely unaware of his presence. He gripped the belt around his waist and pulled it down, revealing most of his shoulder and back.

The swaying bed curtains partially obscured his figure. Shen Yu adjusted his angle from the corner and looked down, but still could only see a large expanse of Wen Yu's pure white, porcelain-like back.

It was clear that Wen Yu was not weak. He had a pair of beautiful butterfly bones on the back of his chest, and his spine was distinct and concave inward, which revealed his strong and slender waist.

...Something looks a bit strange.

Shen Yu's gaze lingered on Wen Yu's back. He saw Wen Yu throw his shirt aside and wait quietly on the eaves for his next move.

Wen Yu changed into a new undergarment. He was about to change his underpants as well when he paused and suddenly pulled down the curtains on both sides of the bed. Layers of white gauze fell, concealing Wen Yu's figure within.

Shen Yu: "..."

Shen Yu covered the roof with the tiles and jumped down from the eaves.

*

Wen Yu felt fine for the next few days.

Shen Yu stared at him for several nights. Wen Yu ate all the pastries the old eunuch gave him. After eating, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. He did not induce vomiting or take any antidote. He acted as if nothing had happened.

Shen Yu also vaguely discerned something different from it.

These poisons are all fine; the problem lies with Wen Yu.

The original poster once said that Wen Yu was extremely difficult to deal with, and now Shen Yu has only just realized one or two of the reasons why.

Wen Yu might be one of those people in the TV series who are immune to all poisons.

So even though the Yue Emperor fed him so many highly poisonous pastries, Wen Yu still felt no discomfort.

This also dispelled Shen Yu's idea of ​​poisoning Wen Yu, since Wen Yu's constitution was such that poison or medicine couldn't kill him.

Only by truly getting close to him can one discover Wen Yu's fatal flaw.

Shen Yu calmed himself down. As he massaged Wen Yu's legs, his gaze occasionally drifted over her neck. Wen Yu's neck was smooth, and there was no protrusion at the throat, so she did indeed look like a woman.

But looking at his back that day, something seemed off.

“Cuihua, I have considered what you told me the other day.” Wen Yu tapped his thigh with his fingertip, looked at Shen Yu and said, “You can sleep in the inner palace. There is a small bed that is not in use outside the beaded curtain. You can sleep there.”

Shen Yu was somewhat surprised: "Your Majesty, you're willing to let me stay here?"

"Of course." Wen Yu's lips curled into a smile that was hard to believe. He leaned closer to Shen Yu and suddenly whispered, "Give me the secret recipe."

Shen Yu: "..."

Shen Yu knew that Wen Yu wouldn't be so easy to talk to, so he said, "Your Majesty, don't be impatient. I will give it to you when the time comes."

Wen Yu sneered: "I'm not discussing this with you. If you dare to lie to me, I will..."

"Chop off my hand." Shen Yu said helplessly, then continued to massage Wen Yu's calf muscles, which had softened considerably. "Your Majesty, please stop talking. You've scared me so much that I don't dare to sleep at night."

Wen Yu gave an ambiguous hum, his gaze sweeping over Shen Yu before settling on Shen Yu's thumb. The distinct color of that black line repeatedly irritated Wen Yu's fragile and tense nerves.

They're all cut from the same cloth.

Wen Yu seemed amused. He rolled up the ancient book and used the edge of the scroll to lift Shen Yu's chin: "Cuihua, who is your master?"

His words had a double meaning, the implication of which was self-evident.

Shen Yu glanced down at the pages of the book in front of him, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty, in Kunning Palace, you are my only mistress."

The smile on Wen Yu's lips faded. He stared at Shen Yu for a few seconds, then suddenly pulled his leg back and said, "I don't need you to rub it anymore."

Shen Yu knew that Wen Yu was always unpredictable, so he withdrew his hand and asked, "Your Majesty, when can I move into the inner palace?"

“Tomorrow won’t work, let’s postpone it to the day after tomorrow.” Wen Yu lifted her eyelids. “Nothing else is allowed to be brought in, and you are not allowed to go inside the beaded curtain. These are basic rules.”

Shen Yu nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, I know."

Wen Yu was finally a little satisfied: "I'm tired, you may leave."

After he finished speaking, his eyes closed wearily. Shen Yu didn't ask any more questions, and with the massage ointment in hand, he withdrew from the inner hall.

The inner palace doors closed again, and Wen Yu, hearing the sound, rolled over and lay down in the bedding. He had his eyes closed, but after feeling a light falling from somewhere, he frowned and opened them again.

A tiny ray of sunlight pierced the darkness through the crack and fell to the ground. The inner chamber was completely dark, and Wen Yu saw the beam of light as soon as she opened her eyes.

Wen Yu got out of bed and took a few steps. He reached out to catch the sunlight streaming through the cracks in the roof and slowly looked up.

The bricks and tiles on top weren't tightly sealed, leaving gaps, which allowed some things to sneak in.

Wen Yu stared at the crack without moving, his face gradually darkening as if he had remembered something.