My harem is on fire

Shen Junzhao felt that it was impossible intellectually, but his voice was out of his control, and he had already agreed: "Okay..."

Yongli was happy, hooked his neck and kissed him.

Shen Junzhao hid for a while: "Your Majesty..."

Yongli held his face in his hands: "What are you hiding..."

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli smiled openly: "I want to belittle you!"

How can he speak human words, he looks like a little apprentice, but 1 people who are underestimated by him are willing, and the only thing he fears is that the sweetness is too sweet, and his life makes people feel nothingness.

"Who's being lazy there!"

The palace man yelled loudly, scaring the two teenagers who were hiding behind the rockery into fright.

Yongli didn't dare to vent his anger, and Shen Junzhao had already held his breath. The two were close to each other, listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer.

Yongli didn't dare to make a sound, but his eyes kept blinking. If he could speak, he would probably say: "It's over, it's over, I'm going to be discovered!"

He blinked and blinked, his eyes were round and bright, and the most beautiful gems in time were not half as magnificent as him.

By coincidence, Shen Junzhao covered his mouth and kissed his eyes.

Yongli: "!"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a suspicious voice sounded: "No one?"

The palace man looked around wonderingly, and muttered again: "Could it be a wild cat?" After speaking, the sound of footsteps reappeared, and the man walked away.

Yong Xiaoli behind the rockery was only half a breath away from suffocating.

Yongli panted even more fiercely, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were full of steam: "I didn't expect...cough...my Zhaojun is so aggressive!"

Shen Junzhao: "..."

After Yongli finished speaking by himself, he couldn't straighten up with laughter.

Shen Junzhao recalled what he had done, his ears were slightly red: "I'm sorry..."

Yong Li lay on his shoulders: "What are you apologizing for?"

Shen Junzhao: "I..."

The corner of Yongli's mouth was bent, and he deliberately blown into his ear: "Do you like my eyes very much?"

He has already noticed that Shen Junzhao loves his eyes very much, as long as he stares at him, Shen Ziyu, who has self-denial and courtesy in his bones, can't help it.

Shen Junzhao's shoulders stiffened after being poked in his mind.

Yongli laughed again, his eyes curved like crescent moons: "Say, do you want to kiss it a long time ago!"

How could Shen Junzhao have his mouth, and how could he speak it out.

Yong Li insisted on teasing him: "Well, let me ask more specifically."

Before Shen Junzhao could think of a way to change the topic, Yongli had already asked: "Just now in Old Man Qian's class, when did you miss me the most?"

Shen Junzhao frowned: "Your Majesty Qian is the emperor's teacher, and he has written a lot throughout his life. He is a rare pillar of talent in Dayong. Your Majesty must not be so rude."

Yongli: "I call him like this because I love him."

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Seeing that he was a little angry, Yongli hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, Mr. Qian, Grand Master Qian Yuan, let's go!"

Shen Junzhao then preached to him: "Respecting the teacher and respecting the way is to go deep into the heart."

Others would be annoyed by such preaching, but Yongli only felt ironed, not to mention how comfortable he was: "I haven't become a queen yet, my ears are about to grow calluses."

When he said something casually, Shen Junzhao's complexion turned slightly pale, and all the words left his mouth.

Yongli didn't realize it at this time, and was still joking with him: "I listen to you, and I promise to respect Grand Master Qian from the bottom of my heart. It is true, he is my teacher, so I just respect him, why bother?" Him? I, I only love you in this life!"

After a lot of sweet talk, I thought I would see Zhaojun's red ears, but Shen Junzhao's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his thin lips were pursed.

Yongli's heart skipped a beat.

Shen Junzhao let him go: "It's getting late, Your Majesty will have martial arts lessons later."

Yongli was quite busy this day, Qian Gongyun lectured on scriptures and history with him, and two martial arts masters taught him riding and archery.

The first emperor immediately won the world, how could his only son, Yongli, waste this excellent lineage.

Yongli tugged at his sleeve: "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Junzhao: "Nothing..."

Yongli can be said to be the person who understands Shen Junzhao best in the world: "Why are you sullen again? Just tell me what I'm wrong with you. I love to listen to you. I like everything you say."

Shen Junzhao shook his head: "Your Majesty is not wrong."

Yongli recalled: "It's not because of Mr. Qian... Teacher!"

It's not a day or two since he's nagging old man Qian, and it's not once or twice that Shen Junzhao tells him. In the past, the two of them have almost finished their love, so why are they so angry today?

Shen Junzhao loves Yongli's thoughtfulness very much, but he is also afraid of his thoughtfulness.

There is someone who thinks of himself in everything, warm and sweet, but it also makes him feel a little fear in his heart - if Yongli knows his shady thoughts, will he despise him.

The better he treats him, the more uneasy Shen Junzhao becomes.

Especially when thinking about the different identities of the two and the fact that they both have the same male body, how can they talk forever.

It is affirmative that Yong Li will establish a post and a reserve.

It's because he's too greedy.

Thinking of this, Shen Junzhao loathed himself even more.

Yongli pestered him for a long time, but it was a pity that Shen Hebeng was online, and it was not easy to pry it open.

The two of them had to go back too, if they hid again, the palace servants might be in a hurry, Zhao Xiaoquan turned around and reported to Prime Minister Shen...he was fine, Ah Zhao would have to be punished again.

Yongli had no choice but to suppress his thoughts and went to the martial arts hall with him.

Zhao Xiaoquan was anxious to wait: "In the future, let the slave serve you to change clothes. Mr. Shen is a noble person, so how can you do this?"

Yongli didn't want it, even this excuse was gone, how could he get close to Shen Junzhao?

Although the imperial palace is big, there are indeed many people in this palace. If they both had some kung fu, they really couldn't avoid it!

"I'm not a three-year-old child, how can I let others serve me in everything."

When Yongli put on the emperor's posture, he was quite majestic. Zhao Xiaoquan, a sandwich cake, dared not say a word, but only promised a lot of flattery.

Yongli didn't like to listen, so he waved his hand to make him retreat, and went to the martial arts hall with Shen Junzhao.

Both he and Shen Junzhao practice internal martial arts, but he can't learn that skill that Shen Junzhao has practiced.

Shen Junzhao's master is an unworldly master, who only appears on the full moon night every month, and Shen Junzhao takes the exam with a cold face, and then disappears without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Dayong is vast and the six states are boundless, and there are always outsiders.

Although Yongli is curious, he is not so arrogant that the people of the world should listen to him.

These high-ranking people live outside the world, and the court blindly insists on it, but it is not beautiful.

Yongli also asked Shen Zhengming why this expert taught Shen Junzhao kung fu.

Shen Zhengming said in a low voice: "These people are always weird, and I don't know how he fell in love with Gouzi. The man only said that he has good muscles and bones, and a special physique, so he can practice this exercise."

In Yongli's eyes, his Ah Zhao is good everywhere, not only has good muscles and bones, he is simply extremely talented, and his physique is indeed special, and he never leaves scars!

He vaguely felt that Shen Zhengming was disdainful when he spoke, but he only thought it was the self-effaced tone used by the aristocratic family.Just like Qian Gongyun, the strict father Fan Yi can scold his forty-one-year-old Shangshu son who is in a high position until he is worthless.

Excessive self-humility is pride.

Presumably Shen Zhengming is similar to Qian Gongyun, they both think their son is too good.

Well, Shen Junzhao is indeed the best in the world!

Thinking in this way, I saw Shen Junzhao coming on a horse, a young man in a vigorous outfit, his black hair brushed against his fair face to make him look more elegant, and he rode his horse and bent his bow, the arrow hit the target, and his heart was full of hearts!

Yongli couldn't move his eyes, so he clapped his hands.

The palace people also made fun of it, and boasted: "Mr. Shen is extremely talented, he is a rare young talent, and he is really a blessing from Dayong."

As soon as these words fell, an arrow roared.

Shen Junzhao's shots were aimed at Yongli.

This sudden change scared the palace people to turn pale, but Yongli was the only one who was smiling and didn't move.

The bow and arrow fell to the ground and stuck straight on the toes of the palace man who had just spoken.

The palace people all wore narrow shoes, but they had no toe caps. The arrow pierced precisely between his toes, and a little bit more was his flesh!

The palace servant was already trembling like sifting chaff, plopped down on his knees and said: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Mr. Shen!"

Yongli didn't even look at this person, but only looked at the handsome young man coming off the horse: "Your ears are..."

Shen Junzhao bowed to Yongli, looked at the palace man coldly, his brows were as cold as ice: "Only His Majesty is healthy and healthy, is Dayong's blessing."

At this moment, the palace man knew what mistake he had made.

He is afraid of the power of the Shen family, and he also attaches great importance to this unofficial son of the Shen family, but he looks down on the little emperor.

Shen Zhengming controls the government, and his only son is so outstanding, who knows what the future holds?So when he had the opportunity, he thought about flattering him, and boasting about Shen Junzhao would have no bottom line.

It is Dayong's blessing to say that Shen Junzhao is a young talent.

It is indeed crossing the line.

But who knew that Shen Junzhao, who was hundreds of meters away, could hear it so clearly?

An arrow roared towards him, full of awe-inspiring murderous aura.

If it wasn't for the disgraceful disgrace, this arrow should have hit the heart.