Chapter 133 Fighting Each Other

Wen Yu maintained his original posture without moving, his eyelashes drooped, and his pupils stopped in a slight shadow, reflecting Shen Yu's fair, small square face.

Shen Yu untied Wen Yu's belt. Seeing that Wen Yu did not react, he moved his hands upwards to take off Wen Yu's coat.

Wen Yu's underwear was no different from what he had seen on the roof before. Shen Yu unconsciously looked away and took off all the underwear on his upper body.

Wen Yu's obviously pale and sickly skin was exposed to the air. Unlike his back, there were several old knife wounds on Wen Yu's lower abdomen, which were irregularly carved on his thin muscles.

On his thin muscles.

Shen Yu was stunned. He still kept his head down in a respectful manner, and glanced up at Wen Yu's chest with his remaining eyes.

Wen Yu's chest was flat, still pale, and he was thin, with his ribs almost visible on both sides. His chest was flat and had no muscles, highlighting his obvious masculine features.

Shen Yu: “…”

"Why don't you take it off?" Wen Yu's voice sounded calmly above Shen Yu. He took a step forward and pressed Shen Yu's palm on his waist. "Take it off."

Shen Yu looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Yu's underpants, pulling his pants off with force.

Wen Yu: “…”

His long legs were exposed to the air, and everything from his waist down was visible to Shen Yu's eyes.

It turned out to be a man.

Wen Yu's face changed, his jaw muscles tensed, and he took a step forward and grabbed Shen Yu's neck: "Why, are you surprised? You don't know? Huh?"

Shen Yu was immediately pressed against the wall. He grabbed Wen Yu's wrist and said in an unclear tone, "My Lady, I really didn't know you were like this."

Wen Yu's lips curled up coldly: "Everyone in Kunning Palace knows what I am like. How could you not know? You idiot, believe it or not, I will dig out your eyes!"

Shen Yu was pinched so hard that he could hardly breathe. He used force in his palms to keep his expression unchanged: "Your Majesty, I really don't know. I'm just a new maiden. No one has ever told me these things..."

As he was speaking, he choked up. Wen Yu stretched out his other hand at some point and decisively pressed it below his waist.

"Oh..." Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Shen Yu, and curled his eyes, "Little maid, right?"

Shen Yu's lips were pursed into a straight line. He was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Let go."

Wen Yu pulled the corner of his lip, and he said nothing, twisting it hard on purpose.

"What?" Wen Yu sneered.

"Ha." Shen Yu raised his head slightly, bit his back teeth lightly, and suddenly bent his knee and kicked Wen Yu in the abdomen.

Wen Yu was prepared, he dodged, and in the middle of the attack he pulled off his underwear that had fallen on his ankles and threw it aside. Shen Yu was very fast, he slipped a blade out of his sleeve and threw it directly to block the direction Wen Yu wanted to leave.

Wen Yu paused, and just as he was about to turn around, Shen Yu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him by the back of the neck.

"What about me? I'm fine." Shen Yu dragged Wen Yu back. He pressed Wen Yu against the side of the tub and stretched out his hand to squeeze her hard. "My lady, do you feel good?"

"You!" Wen Yu groaned. He had obviously underestimated Shen Yu's ability. The mist rising from the bathtub wet half of his long hair on his forehead.

Shen Yu's eyes were filled with coldness. Wen Yu's limbs were broken, and even though he had some martial arts skills, they were not high. At most, he was on the same level as the eunuchs and palace maids outside. These were nothing in Shen Yu's eyes.

"You weren't sent by His Majesty, were you?" Wen Yu held the edge of the wooden barrel tightly with both hands. He looked at their figures reflected on the water surface of the barrel and asked, "Who sent you?"

"My queen, none of this matters." Shen Yu held Wen Yu down with one hand. He placed the dagger close to Wen Yu's neck artery and said slowly, "Just die."

Wen Yu's eyes froze: "Are you going to kill me?"

Shen Yu didn't say anything.

He originally wanted to get closer to Wen Yu step by step and wait for Wen Yu to let down her guard before taking action. But now that his identity has been exposed, there is no way Wen Yu will let him live.

"The outer palace is full of eunuchs and palace maids, and there are a large number of shadow guards guarding outside Kunning Palace. Do you think you can escape unscathed by killing me?" Wen Yu exerted force on his wrist and said, "You will only die with me."

Shen Yu certainly understood the situation. He leaned over and pressed behind Wen Yu, and asked in his ear, "I know, Madam. So...what should I do?"

Wen Yu slowly turned her eyes behind her: "I can help you."

Shen Yu just smiled and said nothing.

Helping a killer to kill himself and even letting him get away with it, what Wen Yu said didn't sound credible.

Wen Yu whispered something, but Shen Yu couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

As he spoke, his cheeks continued to move down a little. Wen Yu held the edge of the wooden barrel tightly, and he paid attention to Shen Yu's movements. When he got closer, he suddenly pulled out the long phoenix-tail hairpin from his hair and stabbed him.

Shen Yu's eyes flashed coldly. He was very sensitive and grabbed Wen Yu's wrist tightly when he was about to stab him: "My Lady, what do you mean by this?"

Wen Yu pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn't care about the stinging in his wrist. He used the force to turn his body and grabbed Shen Yu's collar. Shen Yu frowned slightly. He almost understood what Wen Yu wanted to do in a moment and immediately stepped back.

Wen Yusi didn't give Shen Yu any chance to react. He grabbed Shen Yu's collar tightly and used his strength to pull him into the bathtub behind him.

The warm water in the bathtub poured into Shen Yu's mouth and nose. He frowned and opened his eyes in the water, and saw Wen Yu's long hair floating, and half of her face, which was very similar to his, fell below facing him.

Wen Yu put his arms around Shen Yu's neck. He used almost all his strength to suppress Shen Yu's body, forcing him to submerge in the warm water with him.

Shen Yu stretched his arms out of the water, gripping the edge of the barrel, and understood Wen Yu's intention as he felt more and more suffocated.

Wen Yu wanted to drown him in the bathtub.

The veins on Shen Yu's arms were bulging. His neck was fragile and Wen Yu used all his strength to press it down, so he couldn't lift it up.

Shen Yu narrowed his eyes. Seeing that Wen Yu was very familiar with the posture of holding his breath in the water, he turned his arm and stabbed Wen Yu's eyes with the knife.

Wen Yu's face changed suddenly, and he finally let go of his hand and was brought to the surface by Shen Yu.

“Ahem…”

Wen Yu pretended to cough twice. Shen Yu looked at him coldly and prepared to break Wen Yu's neck without any hesitation.

Wen Yu is a man with a scheming mind and murderous intentions. Keeping him around would be a hidden threat to him.

Wen Yu turned around and tried to run when he saw this, but Shen Yu pulled him over and they started fighting each other in the barrel. The golden mask on Wen Yu's face was inadvertently pulled off.