Chapter 143 Oncoming

This brief eye contact caused Shen Yu's heart to shudder and rise and fall. Hatred rose in his chest for no reason, as if it had been pent up for a long time, and as if it had arisen suddenly without any reason.

Shen Yu bit the soft flesh inside his mouth. The smell of blood and the stinging pain drowned out the chaotic sounds and images.

There seemed to be a hint of sadness between Xuan Lin's eyebrows. He looked at the black line on Shen Yu's thumb and his voice rang out in a deep voice.

"How is the Queen doing lately?"

Shen Yu suppressed the gloom in his heart, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Queen has been staying in the inner hall to rest these days, just like before, there is nothing unusual."

Xuan Lin silently looked at Shen Yu's figure. The painting of a palace maid on his desk was spread out, with a small square face and round eyes, and the word "Danqing" was written next to it.

They all look the same. Xuan Lin tapped the woman's face with his fingertips and continued to ask, "Is he still reading medical books?"

"Yes." Shen Yu said, "The Queen does not allow us to get close to him. He spends most of his time in the inner hall reading medical books alone."

Xuan Lin had an ambiguous sneer on his face. "Since he likes to watch, let him watch it slowly. You keep an eye on him and don't give him a chance to commit suicide. I want to see how long he can be stubborn."

Shen Yu's eyes trembled for a moment, and he said, "...I will obey your orders."

"But I am surprised that he allowed you to live in the inner hall." Xuan Lin walked down the stairs slowly. He stopped in front of Shen Yu and his eyes swept over the fake skin on Shen Yu's face. "Does he like you like this?"

Shen Yu's nerves tensed up, but he still maintained his original posture and said, "I don't know."

Xuan Lin smiled faintly and said, "You don't have to be afraid. If he likes you, just give in to him."

Shen Yu was stunned. He looked up and saw the coldness in Xuan Lin's eyes that was almost overflowing from his eyes.

"Doesn't he call himself a gentleman?" Xuan Lin raised the corners of his lips silently.

The hidden hatred suddenly rose up from the bottom of Shen Yu's heart. Shen Yu's pupils were dark as he stared at Xuan Lin without responding.

After Xuan Lin finished speaking, he returned to sit on the dragon chair above. He was not in the mood to talk to Shen Yu any more, and said slowly: "I have been feeling unwell recently, or it is because the residual poison from before has not been cleared. Now that you are his personal maid, I will leave the previous Qingyu matters to you."

"Prepare blood bird's nest soup three times a week. I think you are quite skilled and should be able to subdue him." Xuan Lin raised his eyes and signaled the guards beside him, "If it's difficult, let them help you."

Shen Yu stood still. He looked at Xuan Lin and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Xuan Lin didn't see anything wrong. He waved at Shen Yu, coughed, and asked him to leave.

Shen Yu stepped back, and when he reached the door, he paused and turned to look behind him. Xuan Lin's figure was hidden behind the screen, and Shen Yu could vaguely hear him talking to the remaining guards.

Shen Yu withdrew his gaze, picked up the silk that had been placed beside him, and walked back to Kunning Palace.

Kunning Palace was in a dead silence. In the past, there were palace maids cleaning the outer courtyard at this time, but now everyone seemed to have disappeared into thin air, and the entire palace was in complete silence.

Shen Yu frowned. He had a bad feeling and walked straight into the inner hall.

The people in the inner hall were also in a hurry to get out, so Shen Yu stopped immediately and almost bumped into them head-on.

"My queen, where are you going?" Shen Yu grabbed half of Wen Yu's arm and pulled him to a stop.

Wen Yu looked unhappy. He saw Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, and his expression was a little stiff: "You are back?"

"Where else should I go?" Shen Yu smiled at Wen Yu. As he spoke, his eyes moved down and stopped at the Baiyun boots on Wen Yu's feet. "My queen, can you get out of bed and walk?"

Wen Yu didn't say anything. He grabbed Shen Yu's sleeve with his fingertips, frowned and pursed his lips twice.

Shen Yu sighed, picked up Wen Yu, and then took a few steps forward and placed him on the bed behind the beaded curtain. Wen Yu had obvious resistance and discomfort the first two times, but now he lowered his eyes, and his black eyes flashed from Shen Yu's neck to his Adam's apple from time to time.

"Why did he ask you to come over?" Wen Yu sat on the edge of the bed. He loosened his grip on Shen Yu's sleeve, his tone half gloomy and half deep.

Shen Yu didn't expect Wen Yu to be so well-informed. He said, "His Majesty asked about your recent situation. He has not been feeling well recently and wants to increase the frequency of blood draws."

Wen Yu sneered: "Didn't I force you?"

"What can he force me to do? I'm just a little palace maid." Shen Yu squatted in front of Wen Yu, "If there is something he wants me to do, it's probably to seduce you and warm your bed."

Wen Yu choked.

Shen Yu seemed to find it funny, and he tilted his eyes towards Wen Yu and said, "He thought you liked me."

Wen Yu's pupils flickered. He quietly glanced at Shen Yu's eyebrows and eyes, his Adam's apple rolled but he said nothing.

Shen Yu took off the Baiyun boots from Wen Yu's feet. The tendons and veins in Wen Yu's feet were still in the repair period, and the wounds were tightly sutured with fine threads and had not yet completely healed.

His right foot was in better condition, but his left foot had undergone surgery not long ago, and the wound was now broken, with the heel of his white socks stained scarlet.

"My queen, why did you rush out just now?" Shen Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at Wen Yu. He threw the bloody white socks aside and said with narrowed eyes, "Those people in Kunning Palace are all watching you."

The Yue Emperor summoned Shen Yu just to see Wen Yu's attitude. The palace maids and eunuchs who had been monitoring Kunning Palace suddenly all withdrew today, just to see what choice Wen Yu would make.

Wen Yu certainly understood the trap. He pursed his lips and said after a moment of silence, "If I don't save you, who will? They don't dare to kill me."

Shen Yu paused in his action of wiping the wound on Wen Yu's ankle. The skin under his thumb was pale and cold, a thin layer covering the fragile bones inside.

"Those people in the studio are not good people either. Will these shadows care about your life or death?" Wen Yu frowned, "They are the most heartless."

Shen Yu smiled: "Who has the most conscience?"

Wen Yu's expression was uncertain. He stared at Shen Yu for a few seconds and suddenly turned his head to the other side.

Shen Yu re-bandaged the wound on Wen Yu's foot and asked, "My queen, my life... is quite precious to you?"

Wen Yu pulled her lips and said, "Don't think too much. I just don't know how to repair my tendons and veins. I just need you now."

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows but said nothing. Wen Yu glanced at him and added inexplicably, "Where did you hide the things?"

"I won't tell you." Shen Yu threw all the bloody bandages aside and said slowly, "If I tell you, you'll kick me. I don't want to die here."

Wen Yu sneered. He watched Shen Yu rebandage his left foot, then changed his position and lay back on the bed.