A layer of flower petals floated on the bathing pool. The person sitting in the water closed his eyes and soaked in the hot spring pool. The comfortable water temperature made people sigh comfortably.

The water slid down from the white shoulders, along the delicate collarbone, and fell into the water. A rose-colored petal was forgotten at the collarbone, which made the beauty look thinner and slender.

The makeup on his face was washed off, and his original appearance was restored. His delicate skin was as smooth as a beauty who had just entered the palace at the age of fifteen or sixteen. The only thing that the years added to him was the touching mature charm, which made him look more attractive. It is no wonder that Shen Guijun has been in the palace for many years and is still favored.

The footsteps approached, and the person sitting in the bathing pool did not open his eyes, as if he knew who was coming. When the footsteps landed behind him, the movement of the hand stirring the pool water stopped, and the tinkling sound of water disappeared immediately, as if silently asking the visitor what was the matter.

"Master, Imperial Physician Feng is here." The one who came was the attendant beside Shen Guijun. He knelt on his knees beside his master and whispered "Hmm." After a response, there was no next sentence for a long time.

Chu Dong knelt beside his master. Seeing that his master didn't say anything, Chu Dong was not in a hurry. He took the silk beside and gently wiped his master's back. For him, serving his master well was his only thing to do, and he didn't need to care about the rest.

In the hall outside, Imperial Physician Feng was standing there waiting. The palace slaves in Cuixiu Garden asked him to take a seat, but he didn't take a seat. Instead, he stood here waiting.

After a long time, "Serve me." Raising his hands, Shen Guijun signaled his attendants not to wipe, and said.

"Yes." Chu Dong quickly put down the silk in his hands, took the long towel to help his master wipe the water droplets on his body, wiped his master inch by inch, with piety, and then took the clothes hanging on the side and put them on his master one by one.

He had done these things thousands of times before, from blushing when he first saw his master's naked body to being confident now, with skilled movements, he quickly dressed his master.

Even though he was a man, he couldn't help but be attracted by his master's beauty.

"Master, it's done." Chu Dong tied his master's belt, informed his master, and stood respectfully beside his master.

Noble Lord Shen retracted his open arms. His fair complexion and handsome appearance were set off by a red dress. Most of his clothes were red, which made him look even more charming.

In the harem, only the Queen could wear red, and he was the only one of the four nobles who was specially allowed by His Majesty to wear red. He was also one of the only two people in the harem besides the Queen.

Shen Meiyue understood better than anyone that he could be so prosperous because he relied on His Majesty and received His Majesty's favor. His Majesty's favor was the only thing he had.

But what if one day he couldn't even rely on His Majesty? Or in other words, if relying on His Majesty couldn't protect him and the people he wanted to protect, then shouldn't he find another way out?

Just after coming out of the water, with her long black hair untied and her clothes put on, Shen Meiyue walked out, with light lotus steps, her gauze dress swaying gently with her footsteps, as beautiful as a fairy falling from the sky.

Behind her were the palace servants, following their master.

Doctor Feng had been waiting outside for a long time. When he almost thought that he had been forgotten by the people inside, he saw the palace slave coming out to let him in.

"Doctor Feng, your Excellency invites you." The palace slave who came out saluted and said to Doctor Feng.

The young Doctor Feng followed the palace slave who came to let him in. He had been to Cuixiu Garden many times and was very familiar with every road inside. But today, when he walked to the back, he was not familiar with the road here. It was his first time here, which made him feel excited, knowing that he had walked into a place he had never been to before.

In the past, he came to Cuixiuyuan every few days, and when he was on ground work, he came every day. Shen Guijun would also ask the palace slaves in Cuixiuyuan to go to the Imperial Hospital to call him. During this period of time, the number of times he came to Cuixiuyuan gradually decreased, and Shen Guijun no longer asked the palace slaves to go to the Imperial Hospital to call him, which made him feel very uneasy.

This time, he came here on his own initiative without Shen Guijun's notification.

While waiting outside for such a long time, countless thoughts flashed through the mind of Doctor Feng. He wondered if Lord Shen did not want to see him, or if he came without permission and disturbed Lord Shen. This made him feel anxious and worried, and he even thought about leaving Cuixiu Garden and going back.

He still remembered that he was named by His Majesty to teach Lord Shen medicine. At that time, he was very unhappy that His Majesty had named him to teach a noble man medicine, but His Majesty had given the order, and he could not refuse. Refusing would be disobeying the order.

After such a long time, Doctor Feng still remembered the first time he saw Lord Shen, which left a deep impression in his mind.

Shen Guijun was also the only student he had ever taught, and he was very serious about learning medicine, which made him have a different view of Shen Guijun. Where did this feeling for Guijun come from? When he thought about it later, the young doctor Feng was shocked.

Walking into the winding corridor, there were nine bends and eighteen turns, small bridges and flowing water, and the willows by the lake swaying in the wind.

Cuixiu Garden is so big that it is lower than the residence of the emperor.

Walking through the winding corridor and crossing a bridge, we arrived at the depths of Cuixiu Garden. The lake was rippling with green waves, and golden scale fish swam around with their tails wagging. Their fat bodies showed that they were often fed.

As he walked in, Doctor Feng secretly observed the surroundings. The environment was quiet and elegant. For some reason, he knew in his heart that this was the place that Shen Guijun liked.

The door of the room was opened from the inside at the right time. The palace servant who came out saluted to Doctor Feng and said, "Doctor Feng, please come in."

Doctor Feng recognized that this was the servant beside Shen Guijun, named Chu Dong, who was a palace servant who had always served Shen Guijun. He had always looked down on the palace servants who served people in the palace, but for this servant beside Shen Guijun, he nodded to him with a faint smile on his face before going in.

As soon as he stepped in, the door closed behind him.

"Your Highness Feng Zhenglun..." As soon as Doctor Feng walked in, he saw a man sitting against a soft couch, with his chin in one hand and eyes closed. The red dress on him made him feel that this man was born to be in this color.

"Master!" Shen Meiyue suddenly interrupted Doctor Feng's words.

Doctor Feng was startled by the word "Master". Then he remembered that when he first taught Shen Guijun to learn pharmacology, Shen Guijun called him "Master". At that time, he flatly refused and told him not to call him "Master" anymore, but only "Doctor Feng".

Later, the two of them got to know each other, and Shen Guijun would occasionally call him "Master". It was not the master-disciple relationship between the two of them. Shen Guijun was the master after all, and he was just a royal doctor, just a servant in the palace serving the master. The two of them had different identities, so he corrected him a few times, and after that, Shen Guijun rarely called him "Master".

This word "Master" brought back many memories between the two of them.

"You still don't want me to call you Master?" He sat up straight against the soft person, and looked at the imperial physician who was about to salute him with an aggrieved look on his face. His eyes were rippling with water, and he looked at him with a bright and charming look.

"Your Majesty..." Feng Zhenglun paused, not knowing how to answer. He was still in the posture of saluting, but was interrupted halfway through. He half-bent his waist, and it was not right to continue the salute. It was also tiring to stand like this. He had just stood outside for a long time, and his legs were still tired.

"I knew that you looked down on me." This was not a question, but an affirmation.

Shen Meiyue knew better than anyone that the young Imperial Physician Shen was arrogant. In the past, he was unwilling to be his master and teach him medical knowledge. The only problem was the imperial decree of His Majesty, who had never been kind to him. Even now, because of their status, Feng Zhenglun always treated him as a noble lord, a servant in the harem, whose status was just higher than that of ordinary people in the harem.

He got down from the couch and put on the shoes placed beside him. Seeing that Doctor Feng was standing in such a difficult position, he did not call him to stand up.

"If I remember correctly, Doctor Feng, I don't think I summoned you to Cuixiu Garden. So Doctor Feng, can you tell me why you came to Cuixiu Garden?" Walking around Doctor Feng, Shen Guijun asked knowingly. There was

a layer of gauze between the two of them, and no one tried to pierce it, as if they were going to keep it like this forever. But until one day, one of them took the opportunity to lift up this layer of veil, what was the result?

Shen Meiyue was half a head shorter than Doctor Feng. When Doctor Feng raised his head, he would look him in the eye. He was standing in front of Doctor Feng. The two stood very close to each other. When they raised their eyes, their eyes met.

They had looked at each other like this countless times. They had also been lost in that look, but they had turned their eyes away as if nothing had happened.

But this time, Shen Meiyue was not going to pretend that nothing had happened.

He saw something very familiar in those eyes. Seeing that Doctor Feng did not speak, Shen Guijun curled his lips and smiled, staring straight at Doctor Feng.

In the next moment, Shen Meiyue's eyes softened, and her voice was psychedelic, just like the way he looked at people, "Master, help me, this time only you can help me, can you help me?"

It was Shen Meiyue who made Feng Zhenglun unable to refuse him. He loosened his clasped hands, straightened his bent waist, looked at the beautiful person in front of him with a pair of dark eyes, and asked helplessly, "What do you want me to help you with?"

It seemed that without that identity, they might be able to become master and apprentice, or they might follow their inner thoughts and become another kind of relationship, not like this now.

Feng Zhenglun was willing even though he knew Shen Meiyue was using him.

"You can, Master, you can help me, you are the only one who can help me." Shen Meiyue did not use "this Lord" anymore, just to tell Feng Zhenglun that the person talking to him was Shen Meiyue, not Shen Guijun.

He took a step forward, opened his arms, wrapped them around Feng Zhenglun's waist, buried his head in his arms, and said softly as if he was whispering, "Master, please help me."

Feng Zhenglun closed his eyes. He knew that if he did not push away the person who was holding him, it would be a disaster for him, Feng Zhenglun, and even the entire Feng family, as well as the nine clans of the Feng family. He still could not push this person away.

Beauty brings disaster, these four words appeared in his mind, and he was willing to accept it.