Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

Ying Qi couldn't believe it: "...But they all said that His Majesty has liked the young general for a long time."

Even in his opinion, His Majesty's various performances make it hard for people not to think about that.

Ying Qi looked around, the huge Yulin Hall was rumored to have been built by the emperor for the major general, on the basis of the abolition of the former harem.

If it is said that His Majesty has no personal relationship with the Major General, then how can he explain the scenes in his dream?

A good brother is that His Majesty personally carried the Major General through most of the palace, but the Major General retired from the palace and became a general, but he was not happy about it?

However, if you think about it carefully, the Major General was embarrassed by the Queen Mother because of His Majesty, and his body was injured. It is reasonable for His Majesty to embrace his close friend who is like a brother and sister. Excuse me.

Was he thinking wrong?

But in his dream, he could empathize with the Major General's emotions. He... didn't think that the Major General had no personal affection for His Majesty.

So what's going on?

Ying Qi suddenly thought of a few days ago, when a major general came from Southern Chu to envoy Bai Zhou, intending to marry His Majesty, even though the General strongly opposed it, His Majesty agreed with it after a few words of argument Thinking about refusing the marriage, thinking about it now, His Majesty's inaction at that time was inexplicably abrupt.

Could it be that His Majesty has no such intention, and the Major General—?

Shadow Seven was confused.

At this time, Li Xingjin was like a blind man walking a thin thread. He was in the deepest abyss, and there was no way to fall. Any cliff that could be climbed could be a life-saving straw.

He was worried that Song Qi would recall everything from the past, but he also didn't want Ying Qi to doubt his sincerity.

Advancing and retreating are both difficult, so I can only choose to "confess."

"Aqi and I have been together in Changming Palace for ten years, and we have long been the closest brothers to each other. At that time, news of the general's death came from Huangkou Town, and news of Aqi's identity spread throughout the world overnight. You who have your heart attached to his side...you made a slip of the tongue, which caused all the officials to mistakenly think that I am happy with Aqi."

The little jade carving in Ying Qi's hand almost didn't fly out!

He widened his black eyes and unconsciously called out: "Your Majesty."

Because he had him in his heart, he made a slip of the tongue, causing everyone in the world to misunderstand His Majesty, Major General Xinyue, but in fact, His Majesty...was that what he thought?

Li Xingjin gritted his teeth, as if he could no longer bear the pain of lovesickness in his heart, looked at Ying Qi, his amorous eyes were tender like water: "Ah Qi, don't you understand?"

"From the beginning to the end, there is only one person in my heart. Song Qi is a brother who has been with me for ten years, and you are the shadow guard who was given to me by the late emperor when he was still alive. You are the one who has been with me for half of my life."

The former emperor did promise to give him a shadow guard, and he did call Song Qi by name, but at that time, he would not have thought that the two would have such a fate in a few years. It was too much effort, so I refused.

Unexpectedly, such a trivial matter has now become a part of his imagination.

His eyes are too soft, his expression is too gentle, his amorous phoenix pupils are already shining brightly, which makes people feel that only his own figure is reflected in those pupils, but now when he looks at him like this, he is even more affectionate, It seems that even if they look at each other, they can immediately melt into that passionate gaze.

Sudden dreams, ups and downs, Yingqi simply cannot bear such tenderness.

His mind was in a daze, like a stupid little fish hit by a big wave on the beach and unable to react in time, he stayed for a moment, and then instinctively escaped!

Li Xingjin was taken aback, his heart that was still tense immediately calmed down because of Ying Qi's behavior which was even more bewildering than him. He watched as he ran away in a panic, not even noticing that the small bundle was scraped off by the edge of the door With a thin back, he couldn't help but chuckled.

The team starting from the imperial palace headed for the northwest palace in a mighty way, with one shadow and six leading the battle. The remaining shadow guards of the two teams were evenly scattered around the emperor's sedan chair, guarding the emperor firmly, and behind them were more than a dozen sedan chairs storing the emperor's supplies. As well as the maidservants and palace guards guarding the surrounding area.

Ying Qi rode on the big bay red horse, just behind Ying Yi Ying Liu, and four shadow guards stood behind him, which was the imperial sedan chair.

He was in a trance, always delusional that there was a gaze that could not be ignored piercing the sedan door and the four shadow guards, and fell on him persistently, making him feel like a light was on his back, and his whole body was on fire.

At the same time, countless perplexities lingered in his mind.

About the jade pendant on his body that His Majesty said belonged to the Major General but he wanted to monopolize it for no reason, about the Major General’s feelings for His Majesty in the dream that were difficult to ignore, and what kind of relationship he had with His Majesty in the past...

Ying Liu is a talkative person, when he went to collect his monthly salary and learned from the steward that Ying Qi's monthly salary was three times his, he was really envious and gratified, now that he sees Ying Qi, naturally he will not let him go.

He drove the horse a little behind, and stood side by side with Ying Qi, teasing Ying Qi: "The monthly salary has come down, so I am no longer a poor man, should I treat my brothers to a meal this time when I am going out of the palace? Pee for your kid to feed you."

Ying Qi came back from a trance, and didn't remember that Ying Liu had excreted and urinated for herself. She glanced at him and said softly, "No money."

"Hey," Ying Liu snorted, "You think I don't know? The steward has already exposed you, three times!"

He stretched out three fingers to compare, heartbroken: "It's nothing more than ruining my out-of-print storybook. The emperor prefers you, and he gives you a lot of monthly salary. Brother has nothing to say, but you have developed, and you even abandoned your brother. Not even willing to ask for a meal—”

Suddenly something hit him, Ying Liu caught it, saw that it was a small burden on Ying Qi's shoulder, smiled, opened it and asked, "Give it all to me?"

I don't know which sentence of Ying Liu hit the spot, Ying Qi blushed.

As if he was hiding something, he threw the burden over to block Ying Liu's words, and then he heaved a sigh of relief.

Lifting his chin lightly, he nodded.

Ying Liu opened it, and found that there were some pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and the silver disappeared, and his head was covered with black lines. He was about to return the small package to Ying Qi, when he saw a little handwriting exposed on the rolled rice paper, he couldn't help but let out a sigh, He looked intently, and was immediately taken aback. It was written by His Majesty the Holy Spirit!

He quickly tied up the bundle, and the royal horse approached Yingqi, with a low voice: "You boy, do you know that it is a serious crime to privately carry the emperor's handwriting? Turn around and find a place to hide it!"

Ying Qi turned her head away, she didn't know what she thought of, her face turned red with embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "I didn't, His Majesty asked me to copy it."

Ying Liu looked at him in disbelief, and repeated: "You said, Your Majesty wants you to copy his own poems?"

"Ah."

Ying Liu, who is well aware of Ying Qiwen Fu's skills, is in a complicated mood: "Then His Majesty is really patient and treats you very well. Back then, the major general did not treat you like this."

Ying Qi glanced sideways and lowered his eyes: "The major general is both civil and military, so naturally he doesn't need to practice these things."

"What is this?" Ying Liu glanced sideways at the sedan chair behind, then leaned closer to him and said, "This is a topic that cannot be spread outside, just listen to it."

Ying Qi tilted her head, a little carelessly.

Ying Liu could say whatever he said, as if he was telling a shocking secret, but in fact, most of it was old gossip that was pulled out of the mouths of the little maids and servants, and they were all chewed up.

Ying Liu said in a low voice: "Actually, the major general's literary talent is only a little bit better than yours."

Ying Qi blinked: "Who are you talking about?"

"you."

"Don't believe it!" Ying Liu was distressed by his "self-deprecating" expression, and tried to prove it: "His martial arts is so high, you can say that he can become a martial arts genius? Isn't it all about putting kung fu on it?" Generals do not have high requirements for literary talents, and the major general has no intention of relying on literary talents to ascend to the top, so he naturally ignored these."

"During the martial arts exam, everyone didn't think about this question before, so they went all the way up. As a result, when it comes to His Majesty, the palace exam, even though it is a martial arts exam, should also be enriched by literature, right?"

Yingqi knew that the Major General and His Majesty had known each other all the way, and this martial arts test was just a formality. As for the literary test, if the Major General was really not good at it, how could His Majesty make things difficult for the other party under the eyes of everyone?He asked, "And then?"

"Then," Ying Liu spread his hands, "Aren't the six guards of our inner court guarding the palace? Ying Si happened to be standing behind the two of them through the open window, and saw that His Majesty secretly slipped a note to the Major General. Let us see you doing this."

Ying Liu smirked: "Xiao Qi, be careful, you can't even practice your big characters well. Your Majesty loves you so much, and told you to copy poems a long time ago, so it will be of great use in the future."

Ying Qi pursed his lips, snatched the small bundle, and kicked Ying Liu's ass.

In Ying Liu's low voice, the bay red horse flicked its tail and started to run lightly, the two of them staggered.

Unwrapping the bundle and carefully retying it into a familiar knot, Ying Qi turned his head and casually glanced at the imperial sedan chair behind him.

Just at this time, the car curtain was lifted, and the people inside looked at him with a smile.

Ying Qi hurriedly sat down, not daring to look around.