I bent the devil

Kneeling on one knee in the marble-paved study and listening to the report from the hidden guard, he walked slowly and joyfully to a wall of books in the study. It was as white as jade, and even his nails were manicured very neatly. His fingers slid across the books one by one, and finally settled on one of them. He flicked his index finger to reveal a little bit of the book, then pulled it out with his index finger and thumb, spread it on his left hand, and flipped it at will.

It took a long time for all the hidden guards to stop their voices after the report, and then the young man suddenly smiled as if he had just recovered from the content of the book, making the corner of his smiling mouth even more charming and hearty at this moment Qi.

With picturesque eyebrows and a handsome appearance, how many young girls will be moved by it when they go out.But this smile made the dark guard who was kneeling there on one knee feel tight. Only those who are familiar with him know what kind of virtue this young man who always smiles has inside.He even wondered and regretted in his heart, for so many years, he and others hadn't noticed that his duty was wrong at all.

The city is so deep that it makes people feel a chill down their spines just thinking about it.

But even so, the person in front of him has already been determined to be his future master. No matter what thoughts he has in his mind, the future head of the Song family must restrain himself and work hard for him wholeheartedly with the Song family.

This is the most basic duty of being a secret guard.

After the chuckle stopped, it was the young man who had shed his youthful voice in the past eight years, and turned into the current moist and elegant voice.If the current him and Song Qingyi, the lord of Huaicheng, were put together, no one would suspect that the two of them were not brothers.

Whether it's the feeling of laughing, the line of voice, or the demeanor on the body, there are so many similarities in it.

It's like... a deliberate imitation.

But you can't say this in front of the people in front of you. The dark guard still remembers that someone just vaguely said, 'The two are indeed brothers, the master of Shaobao and the one in Huaicheng, it seems. '.Just such a sentence was heard by the person in front of him, and he drew his sword and broke the person's right hand.Shi Shiran said lightly when he put his sword back into its sheath with a smile in the wailing. "He is like me, not me like him. . . . Remember?"

remember.

And the price to remember is that the man lost his right arm.Not long after, I heard that some former enemies came to revenge in the morning. Because they lost their right hand, which was used to using knives, they were defeated. They were even seriously injured.When the man's friend arrived, they didn't even snatch a whole corpse out of the raging fire, so they had to wait until the fire went out by themselves, gather up the ashes and bury them together.

Even knowing that this person's tragic death and the whole family were tortured and murdered, it has nothing to do with the person in front of him.But it will also give birth to a complicated feeling that he didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of him.

However, this is the arena, which is originally a arena where disputes will arise because of a disagreement, and it will even escalate to become a feud.

Although he vaguely disagrees with the actions of the person in front of him, he has to admit that the way things are done in Jiang Hu is originally like this.

...For some reason, the dark guard suddenly missed the days of inspecting in Huaicheng.Even when he was there, he was full of crises, and he needed to be constantly alert to the danger of being discovered by the troops of the city lord of Huaicheng, even sleeping with one eye open.

But when I think about it at this time, I always feel that even on the same sunny day, Huaicheng seems to be warmer.When it's cloudy and rainy, Huaicheng is a little more bright than Songjiabao, and two points less hazy.

But at the beginning, he also felt the same way about Song Jiabao.

Oh.

The dark guard still knelt on one knee with an indifferent expression.But the heart was suddenly very peaceful.

... At that time, when I had such a mood, it was when Master Song was in charge.

"Li Mo is still such a small belly." His fair and slender fingers turned the pages of the book gently and lightly, as if he cherished the things in the study.The voice was slow and didn't seem to be that interested, it seemed to be chatting with the hidden guard.The tone is soft, and it is this gentle smile that makes him popular with many women.But only very, very few people can hear the coldness and viciousness from that gentle tone.

Song Zhishang, the young master of the Song Family Castle, has never been what he appears to be!

But who would believe it?

Unless he saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that the person in front of him could swing a knife with a smile.

——Like crawling out from the depths of hell, there is a sound of demonic energy and cold evil spirits lingering all over him.

"If you really want to make trouble, then make it bigger, so... I will have the chance to see my elder brother, right? It's a pity." The tall and slender young man casually flipped through the books in his hand, as if feeling bored , and put it back on the bookshelf, and then pulled out another book and opened it casually. "He's such a petty mess, he can only bark at people, but what's the difference between a dog that doesn't come forward?"

After a short pause.

"...It's really embarrassing for Song Jiabao. It's really..." Smiling slightly, a very shallow dimple appeared on the left cheek.

"Want to kill him."

After hearing such remarks, the dark guard just lowered his head even lower.Not words.But the chill in his heart became stronger, and the longer he stayed here, the more he felt that the chill gradually climbed up, and he seemed to suffocate himself to death after being tied up.

But no matter how frightened he was, the hidden guard didn't dare to make a sound.

He is very clear that the people in front of him really like the absolute obedience and fear that others show to him, but he also hates the ugly appearance of others showing panic when facing him.

Therefore, the hidden guard must control himself within an appropriate range.

Song Zhishang seemed to be trapped in his own fantasy for a while, and then he took out the book with only two pages in his hand and threw it aside casually, showing a huge inverse contrast to the careful and cherished appearance just now.

He turned around, passed the dark guard lightly, then walked slowly towards the desk, still casually asking the dark guard who was still kneeling there. "You mean that there are... more people in the City Lord Song's City Lord's Mansion recently?"

This is strange, the only guy around his elder brother is a little beggar picked up casually on the road. I have become a monk.

Sure enough, for so many years, it was just a pretense.

It seems... After so many years... I finally can't pretend anymore?

Song Zhishang sneered in his heart.

...I thought how loyal it was.

"But..." The hesitation in the dark guard's tone made Song Zhishang look sideways, he didn't like this kind of tantalizing way of speaking.To be more precise, he doesn't like all the odds and ends that are not as good as his own, and all the ways that are not as good as he wants.

"Say." One word, but the dark guard was shocked.

Hastily lowered his head by two points to show respect before speaking. "It's said to be a servant, but the subordinates don't think it looks like it. Although he is dressed similarly to the servant next to the eldest son."

"Oh—?" Song Zhishang turned around, leaned against the desk, and raised his eyebrows with interest.After thinking about it. "...A dark line from the imperial court?"

"Subordinates think it shouldn't be." The dark guard said while recalling. "That man is not very old. Although he can punch, he is only a little better than ordinary people. Because it is too strange to appear in the city lord's mansion suddenly, so the subordinates even checked it without authorization, and found that he had been in the Hewu Escort Bureau before. He has worked as a small worker, and he was also there when Mr. Li Mo was in a difficult position to be the head of our bodyguard."

"Later, the eldest son also came forward."

Song Zhishang's cat eyes froze. "...He went?"

"Yes. Personally." The dark guard nodded resolutely, "And when he was leaving, he personally helped that man off the horse." He thought about it again.said the dark guard. "Once again, the subordinates were getting closer, and I heard the young man next to the eldest son call him... sir."

There was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and a certain idea suddenly entered Song Zhishang's mind. He slowly stood up straight with a weird smile, looked at the dark guard kneeling below with surprisingly bright eyes, and said softly.

"What's his last name?"

"Gu." The dark guard replied affirmatively. "Mr. Gu."

Song Zhishang slightly opened his eyes wide, and smiled even brighter and weirder.

"Mr. Gu..."

"Interesting."