Chapter 4 The Tyrant is Looking for Trouble

The days of recuperation are boring, yet not boring.

Shen Sinian: You don't have to be that energetic.

It makes one's fists stiffen and wish to say goodbye to the world forever.

To be able to force a boy who is usually calm and taciturn into this state, I can only say that you are worthy of being a great tyrant!

Well done!

Round one.

The young man got up early and practiced martial arts diligently in the yard. His sleeves slipped down while he swung the sword, revealing the thin yet firm muscles of his forearms. The beads of sweat on the delicate texture sparkled in the morning light.

He was extremely handsome, with delicate and profound features, and had the liveliness and vigor of a fifteen-year-old. His every move was filled with fearless sharpness and bravery.

Jun Lin leaned against the door frame and looked at him lazily.

"You raised your hand a little too high when you drew your sword."

The voice coming from behind made the young man straighten up immediately without saying a word. He just adjusted himself according to her words and actions, and lowered his sword-holding arm a little.

"Your left leg is bent too much. Straighten it a little."

He did as he was told, and considered it an honor that the king was willing to give him guidance.

"What are you doing? React faster and turn around faster."

He frowned and sped up his connection of moves.

But the man's lazy words gradually began to sound a little strange, with a hint of joking in them.

"This move is not beautiful at all. Who taught you to do it?"

Shen Sinian: “…”

This is a weapon for killing, not a dance for dancing. What beauty do you want?

"Your ponytail is so tight, aren't you afraid it will hurt your scalp?"

Shen Sinian: “…”

I just want to practice martial arts well and don’t want to talk to you about whether my scalp hurts or not.

"Hey, how do you take care of your skin? We're all men, so don't be so reserved. Teach me."

Shen Sinian: “…”

It's just naturally good.

"Hey, you have really long eyelashes. I like men with long eyelashes."

Shen Sinian: “…”

You still have two favored concubines in your harem, so please stop developing an affair with others, okay?

Jun Lin, who had not received a reply, stood up straight and waved at him without getting angry: "Come here."

The boy walked towards her at a quick pace.

Jun Lin walked into the room, took out a silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. The softness and warmth of his fingertips were transmitted to him through the fabric.

Shen Sinian held his breath and suddenly lowered his long eyelashes. His extremely unstable emotions were suppressed by his calm appearance, but his heartbeat quickened a little.

Jun Lin was no longer bored and was not looking for trouble. He smiled and said, "When I get better, I will dance with you once, so that you can see what it looks like when a strong man draws his sword."

He looked up in surprise: "Wang is very strong?"

She nodded as a matter of course, and said proudly: "Of course."

I can’t say what her ceiling is, but there is really no one who can beat her at the moment.

The rising summer sun fell on the man's soft and gorgeous eyebrows, and the golden color that fell matched his nobleness and freedom.

Shen Sinian looked away without leaving a trace, and the tips of his ears that showed through his black hair turned slightly red.

Too dazzling.

Round 2.

The two sat in the garden and enjoyed the view.

Jun Lin supported his head with one hand and held the glass cup with the other, shaking it and staring at the tea in the cup. His movements were casual and elegant.

"You kicked me when you were still a fetus."

Her tone became dangerous, accusatory.

The young man remained calm on the surface, but he was already sighing deeply in his heart.

I was still in my mother's belly at that time. Could I have controlled the fetal movements? But you have been holding a grudge against me since you were five years old. You are too obsessed with it.

Shen Sinian looked calm and honestly admitted his fault: "Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Jun Lin raised his eyelids and glanced at him with a neutral tone, then took a sip of his tea.

As boring as that person, life is so boring.

"Forget it, let's get down to business. From now on, you need to change the name you use when you're around me. You can't call me 'king' anymore. Change it."

Shen Sinian nodded in agreement. There were so many enemies of the king outside, so he should at least hide his identity.

He said seriously: "Then how should I call you?"

Jun Lin on the opposite side immediately raised the corners of his lips in a wicked manner.

I've been waiting for you to say this.

"Call me brother."

She tilted her head and kindly suggested: "Or Brother Lin would be fine."

Call me brother, I can't give you my life, but her mood will get better.

Who can resist a younger man who calls himself an “older brother or sister” every day?

Shen Sinian: “…”

The tall and straight emperor in black robe in front of him was about 1.7 meters tall, which made him look a little thin among men. However, his sharp brows and the faint coldness in his pupils always gave him a sense of condescension, and his condescending look made people want to look up at him.

The young man pursed his lips helplessly, then he felt a headache and asked: What should I do if I have a master who always does things that are inconsistent with his appearance and identity?

It is recommended that you continue to maintain your aloof persona and don't let yourself go in front of acquaintances without letting your true nature show within a few minutes.

He curled his fingers a few times, and finally clenched his hands on his legs into fists. He pulled down his veil to hide the embarrassment in his eyes, and his steady and calm voice trembled a little: "Brother."

Jun Lin smiled, drank the tea in the cup, and said gently: "If it is your brother, just forget about kicking my foot, otherwise you will be covered in blood in the future."

Shen Sinian knew she was joking, so he let go of his manners and said, "Tyrant."

After saying this, he was startled and immediately lowered his head in fear.

But the man didn't care at all. He just said seriously, "Call me brother."

He carefully looked at her face, and saw a playful smile on her jade-like face. He was immediately happy and smiled broadly at her: "Brother!"

This time it was Jun Lin who was stunned.

I have to say, this child is really beautiful when he smiles. People are immediately healed by the beautiful boy.

Round 3.

Jun Lin had been reading books about the witches and dragons of Southern Xinjiang in the study these days, and Shen Sinian came in to bring her some tea and snacks.

The emperor with heroic features was leaning against the window, holding a book in one hand and resting his fingertips lightly on the edge of the page with the other, with soft and thick eyelashes drooping. The sunlight shone in through the window and cast on half of her body, making her look as beautiful as an ink painting.

The boy subconsciously reached out to touch his eyelashes. He remembered Wang once said that she liked men with long eyelashes.

Are your eyelashes long enough?

While he was distracted, he heard the man flipping through the pages of the book and sighing, "This life is too short."

The young man also said with some regret: "So time should not be wasted."

Jun Lin frowned: "What time is it? I mean the quilt I used to sleep under was too short and I felt cold. Change it to a bigger bed for me later."

Shen Sinian: “…”

oh.

Who made you sleep dishonestly?

She closed the book and walked over to pinch a piece of cake. Her lips, which had recovered their vitality and blood from the past few days of rest, opened and closed. She bit into the white cake and found that there was a small canine tooth in her teeth, which was pointed and cute.

Shen Sinian lowered his head and didn't watch her eat. He always felt that her every move was more ambiguous than that of other men.

…

After resting for seven days, the slender woman in the house took off her clothes and looked at the softness of her chest. She felt a little headache. It was too uncomfortable to wrap her big chest with white cloth, but she still resigned herself to it and wrapped it.

Her long hair was casually draped behind her, her cold and beautiful face was androgynous, and her whole body had restrained the noble aura of having been in a superior position for a long time. She grinned at the mirror.

It's time to return to the palace.

In the courtyard were the Shen couple who were seeing them off. They were giving detailed instructions to their son Shen Sinian, words like "take good care of the king", "protect him at the cost of your life", "be loyal and faithful" etc. Jun Lin heard them. She said nothing but just smiled at the helpless boy, who turned his gaze to her as if asking for help.

Save me, save me!

She laughed out loud in a good mood, stretched out her hand to pull the boy to her side, and said sincerely: "See you later."

Shen Sinian stood beside her, feeling relieved as if he had been saved. He saw his parents and said seriously, "Farewell, Your Majesty."

It was a bright summer morning, but the warm sun made people in the palace feel a chill.

It seems like something is coming.