Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

"Ying Qi!" Realizing something was wrong, Ying Si quickly flew in front of him, holding his hand that was grabbing his face, "What's wrong with you?"

Ying Qi had a splitting headache, and countless flying blood mist screamed crazily in his mind, converging rapidly, converging into blood arrows that came rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it filled into a huge blood net, covering the bloody figure in it.

Who is that?Why seeing him, his heart hurts to the point of exploding.

It was the first time for Ying Si to see Ying Qi in such pain. He looked at Yang Zhun with a cold look on his paralyzed face: "What did you do?"

Yang Zhun covered his bloody face, almost unable to maintain his form after hearing this.

What did he do?He didn't do anything, and he was teased by that guy!

Yang Zhun's face contorted for a while, dragging the wound, and suddenly bursts of severe pain came, and he couldn't help gnashing his teeth even more, what a rumored shadow guard camp!He got to know him today!

Yang Zhun held the sword, covered the wound, and shot viciously at Ying Qi, who was half kneeling on the ground, wishing he could break the man's bones with one sword, so as to ruin the opponent's martial arts.

The Shadow Guard Camp really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but a mere Shadow Seven has such high martial arts!

It's just that I don't know what's wrong, and I started to self-mutilate for no reason.

The others also looked at each other in blank dismay: "What's going on? Are you still fighting?"

"Who wins and who loses?"

But no one dared to underestimate Ying Qi anymore, the large and small wounds on Yang Zhun's body were not for decoration.

If it is against the enemy, I am afraid that the other party has died thousands of times.

It's just the rules for martial artists to learn from each other. If one person falls down within ten breaths, he can be considered a loser. Yang Zhun is still standing, so everyone can't say he lost.

Listening to your words and my glances from the audience, Yang Zhun stood on the stage, his face covered with blood was green and white, so ugly.

But he was afraid that he would lose if he continued to fight, so he smiled equally ugly, and said: "The seven guards are not feeling well? Let's forget about it today, and learn the martial arts of the seven guards in the future."

Ying Si also seemed to have remembered something, so he didn't question Yang Zhun any more, but kept holding Ying Qi's hands and said in a low voice: "Relax, relax! If you don't remember it, don't think about it, otherwise I can only knock you unconscious .”

"No," Ying Qi gasped, desperately implying that he should not think about those bloody scenes, and when he finally recovered, he stood up with his sword in his hand, endured the stinging pain in his eyes and head, and tried to make himself face Yang Zhun's blood-stained face, "Come again!"

He couldn't bear that he was actually afraid of the blood on people's faces. As a martial artist, it was a shame that he couldn't see blood.

There was silence on and off the stage.

When Ying Qi returned to the Hall of Absolute Beginning, just in time for the mighty general to come out of the hall, Ying Qi half bowed and retreated, and the other party walked past him with a cold and rough face.

Ying Qi straightened up and was about to leave.

"stop."

Shadow Seven stopped.

A pair of deep brown pupils crashed into his eyes: "Shadow Guard Yingwei Qi?"

"Yes."

Ying Qi was sized up by his evil eyes, and lowered his eyes, unmoved.

The mighty general didn't show it on the face, but secretly praised him in his heart. Anyone who could resist him looking at it like this, except——

Thinking of something, the iron-blooded general's face was suddenly as cold as the king of Hades, and his deep eyes stayed on Ying Qi who was standing still.

Li Xingjin came out from outside the hall, followed by Eunuch Li and a group of servants, Ying Qi hurriedly walked over and stood behind the other side.

Li Xingjin couldn't see any expression on his face, he beckoned for Eunuch Li to leave, and asked Ying Qi after he left, "Where did you go to play?"

Ying Qi glanced at the emperor, then lowered his head: "I went to Zhunti Palace."

Li Xingjin pulled him over, looked at him for a while, and said, "Did you fight?"

Ying Qiyu is blocked.

The emperor's words made him not want to speak.

"This subordinate has had a few sparring sessions with some of the quasi-guards." He secretly bit down the word "comparison".

As if he didn't hear the hint in his words, Li Xingjin leaned close to him and sniffed lightly, got up and patted his head along with it, and said in distaste: "I smell of sweat, go back to Yulin Palace to wash."

Because he was half a head taller than the tall Ying Qi, Li Xingjin didn't feel any disobedience in doing this action, Ying Qi subconsciously wanted to avoid it, turned to look at Eunuch Li and the others who hadn't gone far, and paused Suddenly, his body stiffened and he didn't move.

After returning to Yulin Hall, Li Xingjin waved for the maid to leave, took Ying Qi to a side room, and then turned behind the screen, a small artificial hot spring came into view, with curling heat, dense mist, and evil spirits. It is beautiful, and it is obviously the hot spring water in the Yunhua Pool that is drained.

Li Xingjin dragged people to the small steps beside the hot spring for people to stand on, and gently pushed Ying Qi's waist: "After washing, we can eat."

At this time, noon is only three quarters, and the nobles all have the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, and it is not uncommon to soak in hot springs before and after meals.

just.

Ying Qi looked at the emperor from the corner of his eyes, and saw that the other party was standing on the small steps, he had no intention of leaving, and was a little confused for a while.

He wondered: "Your Majesty?"

Li Xingjin came back to his senses and said with a smile: "The Hall of Taichu is stuffy and hot, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I will wash it together with Ying Qi."

Ying Qi hurriedly said: "Then go down and wait outside until His Majesty has finished washing." He simply felt that bathing with the emperor was an arrogance, and he couldn't pass the test in his heart.

"Trouble." Li Xingjin turned cold, "Don't ask me to say it a second time!"

Yingqi had no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient.

He bowed his head to untie his belt, his hands were a little weak.

Li Xingjin couldn't bear to watch, wrapped around Yingwei's thin waist, hooked the head of the belt, warm breath hit Yingqi's ear and side face, felt Yingwei's stiff waist and abdomen instantly, the emperor's voice sank Rugou: "Not used to it yet? Looks like it's my fault. I need to practice more with Yingqi from now on."

Ying Qi raised her head, her snow-white neck was reddened by the heat slowly rising from the hot spring: "Your Majesty, there are no outsiders here."

"Who said that?" Hearing the shadow guard's soft sophistry, Li Xingjin laughed softly: "There is a Queen Mother among those palace maids, does Ying Qi remember what he promised me?"

Shadow Seven was speechless.

He promised His Majesty to be the substitute of the major general, perhaps as a pretense for His Majesty to seek the return of his sweetheart, or as a shield for His Majesty to clean the harem, no matter what, he should keep his promise.

But now like this, Ying Qi felt a little embarrassed, it was beyond his expectation.

"Since you promised me to stay by my side, don't let go easily, understand?" The cool fingertips scratched the slender scar on Ying Qi's face that was gradually healing, and there was a deep and cold oppressive feeling, as if he only wanted With a slight shake of the head, the coolness can instantly turn into ice and swallow him up.

Ying Qi didn't dare to close her eyes, and nodded lightly: "Your Majesty..."

Li Xingjin stared at him intently, for a long time, clicked his tongue, moved his slender hands up, and covered his dark eyes, as if suppressing something, said in a hoarse voice: "If you still want to take a comfortable bath, just take a bath." Don't look at me like that."

Ying Qi didn't know why the emperor said this, but his keen intuition like a wild animal made him aware of a little danger, so he quickly lowered his eyes and said, "Your subordinates will do it themselves."

As he wished, Li Xingjin let go of the hand wrapped around his waist unknowingly.

Shadow Seven breathed a sigh of relief.

There is another layer of worry in his heart. Today, he was too devoted to discussing with others, and his old wounds are not healed, and there are several small wounds. The scene where His Majesty rubbed his abdomen that day is still vivid in his memory. I see, because of the countless eyeliners in the palace, I'm afraid I have to...

Ying Qi was wearing unlined clothing, endured the stinging pain of the water washing over his wound, and sank himself into the hot spring, humming softly.

If you are free tomorrow, let Tuo Yingyi and the others buy some medicine for him.

"Ying Qi, do you think I'm dead?" Li Xingjin's voice came lazily from not far away: "Come here and wipe my back."

"Your Majesty," after getting along for a few days, Ying Qi knew a little about the emperor's casual temper in private, but he was still frightened by the other party's words from time to time. With a blank face, he swam over helplessly, Looking at the jade-like back, she didn't know where to start, "Your hand is not serious, why don't you go and call the maidservant to serve His Majesty."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person lying on the jade steps suddenly turned around, grabbed his chin, and said in a cold voice, "What did you say?"

Ying Qi was stunned, not knowing where he said something wrong.

The shadow guard's black eyes were dizzy in the water vapor, like countless stars in the night sky, pure and innocent.

Li Xingjin watched, his cold face suddenly became discouraged, and turned into helplessness and annoyance: "You are someone close to me, if you don't need me, why don't I go to an outsider?"

He taught people word by word, "I don't like people to be close to me, you are the only one, one of the few, in the future, you can give me a step back and try!"

Fortunately, a certain shadow guard takes hard things but not soft ones. If he withholds the words in the form of orders, he will be honest immediately.

Li Xingjin didn't really ask him to serve him. Seeing that he was obedient, he waved his hand and let him go to enjoy himself.

Seeing that the shadow guard was wearing unlined clothes, running away like a rabbit, as if he was a man-eating tiger, he couldn't help laughing angrily.

He closed his eyes, and flashed in his mind the shadow guard's slender and vigorous figure under the wet single clothes, his expressionless but flustered eyes, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling. The strong waist kept swaying in front of his eyes, like a naughty bird scratching his heart that was about to move with its tail feathers.

After a long time, Li Xingjin suddenly let out a low growl.

In the water flow, a certain smell was quickly washed away and disappeared without a trace.

Li Xingjin leaned his head on the jade steps, resisting the extreme longing that kept wandering in his chest, and gave a low laugh, "It's not enough now, his silly shadow seven is still afraid of him.

The next day there is a court, Mingxin Palace.

Hundreds of officials are lined up, the emperor sits on the throne, and the eunuch shouts: "If you have something to play, you will leave the court if there is nothing to do!"

"Your Majesty!" The one-year-old minister stepped out, "I have something to do."

All the ministers heard the sound and looked over, seeing that it was the Minister of Rites, Zuo Shilang, they all said in their hearts that they might have made new progress in the matter of Southern Chu thieves.

"speak."

The Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Officials saluted tremblingly, and said: "Your Majesty, at Xu o'clock yesterday, the Ministry of Rites received another letter from Southern Chu, saying, "Sweat is dripping from the forehead of the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites, who is all white-haired, but the superior regards him as an honorable return to the empress." Because of his hometown, he had no choice but to make an appeal today, "The envoys from Southern Chu set off three days ago, the leader of the envoys is the third prince of Southern Chu, and...wearing red clothes, and carrying some precious treasures. "

The audience looked sideways.

Li Xingjin stood up abruptly, and sat down again after noticing his loss of composure, his eyes were complicated and difficult to say: "You said the third prince of Nanchu came in person? Are you sure?"

"Yes."

All the officials in the palace were not surprised by the emperor's gaffe, and the third prince of Southern Chu "married" thousands of miles away, and he was the emperor's sweetheart, so it was no wonder.

It was supposed to be a happy event, but the officials present described it in a complicated way. Many people secretly looked at the mighty general standing first on the right, guessing the next move of the other party.

The left servant of the Ministry of Rites wiped the sweat from his forehead, said to present the letter, and suddenly bowed and bowed: "Nan Chu may have other plans, please think again, Your Majesty!"

The mighty general lived up to everyone's expectations, looked straight at the emperor, and said loudly: "I second my opinion!"

"My minister agrees!"

Among the civil and military officials, [-]% of them seconded the proposal.

It's a complete dead end.