Chapter 5 A Bit Pretty
Shen Mingyu didn’t know what Yin Junheng was thinking at all. At this moment, he carefully wiped the blood stains on Yin Junheng’s cheek and wanted to take his hand back.
But at this moment, Yin Junheng suddenly raised his hand, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him into his arms.
Suddenly crashing into an extremely broad and warm embrace, Shen Mingyu couldn’t help being slightly surprised. Feeling Yin Junheng’s hot breath inadvertently exhaling on his cheek and frost-like neck, Shen Mingyu’s skin unconsciously tightened a little.
Unconsciously clenched the plain handkerchief in his hand.
All of this was seen by Yin Junheng.
Seeing the blood vessels on the side of Shen Mingyu’s snow-white neck faintly fluctuating, Yin Junheng seemed to have won a round, and the gloomy look in his eyes immediately dissipated a lot.
Shen Mingyu hesitated for a moment at this time, and said softly: “Your Highness?”
Yin Junheng grabbed Shen Mingyu’s wrist and pulled him in, Shen Mingyu could only look up at him silently.
Looking at each other, looking at the helpless and confused look in Shen Mingyu’s eyes, Yin Junheng’s eyes curled up: “Are you afraid now?”
Shen Mingyu: …
After a while, Shen Mingyu helplessly said implicitly: “Your Highness is strong and has great strength.”
Yin Junheng:?
With a dark face, Yin Junheng let go of the hand that was holding Shen Mingyu’s wrist. Shen Mingyu’s fingertips trembled, and he silently retracted his hand, put it on his knee, and lowered his eyes.
But at this moment, he was leaning on Yin Junheng’s arms, but Yin Junheng didn’t intend to let him leave.
A little uncomfortable.
Yin Junheng also casually glanced down when Shen Mingyu lowered his head.
He saw that there were indeed a few bright red finger marks left on the snow-white skin on the wrist of Shen Mingyu’s left hand that was folded on top of his knee.
The imprint is clear.
Yin Junheng’s first reaction was to frown: So delicate?
But then, when his eyes fell on the plain handkerchief stained with his blood that Shen Mingyu was holding in his fingertips, his expression became a little subtle.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt like Yin Junheng was repaying kindness with hatred.
Moreover, Shen Mingyu was too obedient, his profile was as pure as a newly carved jade, delicate and moist, and his long eyelashes fluttered from time to time, revealing a transparent shadow under his fair eyelids.
He really looks like a person made of snow.
It seems that it is justified for such a person to be a little delicate?
Yin Junheng thought casually.
In the end, Yin Junheng stared at Shen Mingyu for a long time, and then raised his hand again and pinched Shen Mingyu’s wrist.
The slightly calloused fingertips brushed over the delicate jade-like skin, making Shen Mingyu feel a little different.
“Your Highness?”
Yin Junheng glanced at him: “Does it hurt?”
Shen Mingyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded quietly: “A little bit.”
Yin Junheng stopped talking, lowered his eyes, and slightly increased the strength in his palm.
Shen Mingyu originally thought it would continue to hurt, but he didn’t expect that he would feel a warm current slowly seeping into his skin with Yin Junheng’s kneading.
Yin Junheng is rubbing his hands?
This realization made Shen Mingyu himself a little dazed.
But Yin Junheng didn’t say much explanation, just lowered his eyes and carefully massaged Shen Mingyu’s hands.
Shen Mingyu pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, a little wanting to turn his head to look at Yin Junheng’s expression.
But as soon as he moved, the arm that Yin Junheng put around his waist tightened a bit.
Yin Junheng said indifferently: “Don’t move.”
Shen Mingyu: “Hmm…”
He had no choice but to sit obediently on Yin Junheng’s lap, letting Yin Junheng do whatever he wanted…
When the red marks on Shen Mingyu’s wrist had basically disappeared, the carriage quietly stopped at the gate of the Crown Prince’s Mansion.
The butler, maids, and servants were already waiting there to greet the two of them.
After getting off the carriage, Yin Junheng asked the butler to prepare water, he wanted to take a bath.
The butler was used to it and immediately ordered it.
Shen Mingyu followed behind.
Yin Junheng walked in front, and Shen Mingyu followed quietly.
When Shen Mingyu followed to the bedroom in the West Courtyard, Yin Junheng pushed the door open and entered, and he also subconsciously followed in.
But at this moment, Yin Junheng stopped and looked back at him, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
“Do you want to serve His Highness to bathe?”
Shen Mingyu’s footsteps stopped quietly.
After a while, Shen Mingyu raised his eyes, looked at Yin Junheng, and asked, “Does Your Highness need Mingyu to serve you?”
Looking at Shen Mingyu’s beautiful eyes, Yin Junheng frowned unconsciously.
He almost agreed hastily.
But thinking of his arrangement, Yin Junheng’s eyes moved, and he said lightly: “No need, you go to the side room in the west and wait.”
Shen Mingyu obediently said: “Okay.”
Shen Mingyu left.
He was very polite when he left, and did not forget to bow to Yin Junheng, but after turning around, he never looked back at Yin Junheng.
The slender and thin body faced the wind, and silently walked to the door of the side room in the west, opened the door, and went in.
Yin Junheng stood quietly at the door, looking at Shen Mingyu’s back, his expression was unclear.
Not long after, the butler brought water over, Yin Junheng asked the servants carrying water to put things down, and then let everyone leave.
After the door was closed, Yin Junheng stood with his back to the bathtub, and silently took out a stick of incense from his arms and lit it. Before long, the shadow guard appeared silently.
After glancing at the shadow guard, Yin Junheng said, “Go to the side room in the west and see what the Crown Prince Consort is doing, and report to me later.”
The shadow guard bowed his head in response.
At this time, Yin Junheng paused, as if thinking of something, and added another sentence.
“No matter what you find, you must not act rashly, you understand?”
The shadow guard nodded again.
“Go ahead.”
The shadow guard quickly disappeared silently.
Only then did Yin Junheng extinguish the incense and begin to undress.
Shen Mingyu had no idea of Yin Junheng’s suspicion of him.
After entering the side room in the west, he called the system, but the system was gone again.
Shen Mingyu sighed secretly in his heart.
Looking around, Shen Mingyu realized that there was indeed no one, and after confirming that the door was closed, he walked behind the screen and carefully took out the thing that the little eunuch in the palace had stuffed into him from his sleeve.
Completely unaware that there was a pair of eyes quietly looking down at him from the roof beam at this moment.
Shen Mingyu took out the thing in his sleeve and saw that it was actually a white jade tube with a smooth surface, both ends of which were sealed with wax.
Shen Mingyu took the white jade tube in front of his eyes and looked at it for a while, feeling that there were no mechanisms or anything like that, so he opened the wax seal.
When the wax seal was opened, a red pill like cinnabar rolled out of the white jade tube first.
The pill was very small, about the size of the Yunnan’s white medicine that Shen Mingyu has seen in modern times.
The pill rolled in Shen Mingyu’s palm, almost falling down. Shen Mingyu was startled and quickly held his palm to barely hold the small red pill.
After holding the pill, Shen Mingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn’t dare to let go.
After that, he held the pill and looked into the white jade tube again. Sure enough, in addition to the pill, there was also a piece of paper as thin as a cicada’s wings.
Shen Mingyu pulled out the piece of paper little by little with his fingertips.
After unfolding the paper and seeing the handwriting on it clearly, Shen Mingyu frowned slightly, unconsciously.
There was only one sentence on the paper—Be sure to make the Crown Prince takes this pill.
Shen Mingyu’s fingertips tightened unconsciously, clenching the paper and the pill in his palm.
It seems that Yin Junheng’s hostility is not without reason.
The Shen family did have bad intentions when they married the original owner.
It can even be said to be ambitious.
No wonder the system was so hesitant.
If you are an undercover agent, even if you do nothing, it is enough to be suspicious.
So, how should this situation be broken?
Shen Mingyu looked at the paper in his palm and fell into a slight silence.
But he didn’t know that the pair of sharp eyes above his head had already seen the words on the paper in his palm clearly.
After reading it, a bit of cold light shot out from the sharp eyes unconsciously.
Fortunately, Yin Junheng had ordered him in advance, so he restrained himself from acting rashly.
Otherwise, he would have jumped off the roof beam and arrested Shen Mingyu, the “traitor”, on the spot.
And Shen Mingyu only lost his mind for a while, and made a decision in his heart.
At this time, he slowly put the pill and the paper back into the white jade tube, thought for a while, and then put it back into his sleeve.
The shadow guard looked at Shen Mingyu’s actions and had a good idea in his mind.
When Shen Mingyu walked to the soft couch behind the screen and sat down to rest, the shadow guard nimbly jumped out and went to Yin Junheng’s room.
The purple-gold crown was taken off and placed aside, and Yin Junheng’s black hair was wet and draped over his shoulders, adding a bit of laziness to his handsome and sharp features.
The rising mist in the bathtub slowly rose, making people sleepy.
But at this moment, listening to the shadow guard’s report, the light in Yin Junheng’s phoenix eyes was cold and sharp, without the slightest sleepiness.
The shadow guard was kneeling on the ground beside him, describing the scene he had seen in the side room to Yin Junheng completely.
After describing it, the shadow guard said in a deep voice: “I don’t know what the red pill is. If it is a poison, it will be easy for something to happen if Your Highness accidentally touches it. Why don’t we… arrest him first?”
Yin Junheng: “Did you see him poisoning me with your own eyes?”
The shadow guard choked, and frowned: “But Your Highness—”
Yin Junheng: “It’s ridiculous for a sick man to poison me. Are you overestimating him, or underestimating me?”
The muscles in the shadow guard’s cheeks twitched for a moment, and he could only bow his head and say: “Yes.”
Yin Junheng felt the shadow guard’s dissatisfaction, and after being silent for a while, he said lightly: “I keep him because he is weak and easy to control. If I expose his identity, what good do you think it will do me? Will the Emperor favor me or the Shen family?”
“He is a Bastard, and he has not been raised in the Shen family’s inner house for many years. Once something happens, the Shen family can clear themselves completely and then act righteously and kill their relatives.”
“What can I get then?”
As soon as Yin Junheng said this, the shadow guard suddenly realized, and then he said with unusual shame: “Your Highness is wise, I have not considered it carefully.”
Yin Junheng: “Go down.”
The shadow guard stepped back.
And after the shadow guard left, Yin Junheng’s originally indifferent expression suddenly became gloomy, with a kind of ominous premonition.
At this time, he unconsciously raised his hand, looked at the tooth marks on the thumb that Shen Mingyu had bitten last night that had not disappeared, and was inexplicably angry.
However, Yin Junheng has not reached the point of anger and irrationality at this moment.
He knows very well that seeing is not necessarily believing.
But it can now be determined that Shen Mingyu is not simple.
If he was really simple, how could he agree to such a thing and hide the things?
But the more this is the case, the more Yin Junheng wants to see how far Shen Mingyu will go? A sick man, except for a little beauty, does the Shen family really think he can turn the world upside down?
Thinking of this, Yin Junheng put down his arm without showing any expression, and leaned back on the edge of the bathtub, and said lightly to the outside: “Let the Crown Prince Consort come in to serve me.”
A maid heard the sound and immediately responded and left.
When the maid came to call Shen Mingyu, Shen Mingyu was taking a nap on the soft couch in the side room.
He put his hands on the gold-painted soft pillow, lying on his side, his black hair cascading beside his ears, his face was very peaceful and quiet, and his thin lips showed a soft pink color at this time.
It is a kind of lovable and weak beauty.
Seeing this scene, the maid was a little reluctant to wake Shen Mingyu up.
But Yin Junheng’s bad temper is well known.
The maid hesitated for a moment, but she still had to harden her heart and wake Shen Mingyu up.
When Shen Mingyu was woken up, he was still a little sleepy and hadn’t recovered. When he heard that it was Yin Junheng who summoned him, he was silent for a moment, thanked the maid softly, and got up and walked towards the bedroom next door.
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