Correct posture of masochism [system]

Jiang Yu's gaze moved away from the young man's eyebrows, stopped on Song Yan's face, and circled around.

"Who is this?"

The young man lowered his eyes and replied, "Grassman Qiu Yu."

Jiang Yu took a second look, chewed the name several times in his mind, and made sure he hadn't heard it.

Song Yan chuckled, "Your Majesty is interested in your subordinates?"

"No, I just think..." Jiang Yu intentionally paused for a while, with deep meaning in his voice, "It looks familiar."

Qiu Yu's eyes moved, and he became calm for a moment.

Watching the carriage leave, Qiu Yu said softly, "Master and His Majesty are not as unfamiliar as before."

Song Yan frowned, "Has your injury healed?"

Qiu Yu's shoulder blade twitched reflexively.Pain, he bowed his head submissively, "Mostly healed, thank you master for your concern."

"Don't forget the pain when the scar is healed." Song Yan glanced at him, opened the curtain and got into the carriage.

Qiu Yu put away the umbrella, and he raised his sleeves to wipe the rain off his face, his eyes gleaming with a sharp coldness.

Song Yan's voice came from the carriage, like spring breeze turning into rain, but it made people tremble with fear, "If you make the same mistake twice, you are stupid."

Qiu Yu's body shook, and he panicked to hide the unwillingness on his face, "Yes."

That night, Jiang Yu on the bed seemed to be sleeping restlessly, so he turned over and faced the outside.

There was a flash of light, and Jiang Yu dodged instinctively in an instant, and stabbed straight with the short dagger swung from above, blocking the attack of that sword.

Then came the bang bang metal touch.There was a crashing sound, and the two figures continued to clash quickly, as fast as lightning.

After more than a dozen moves, the scene was at a stalemate. It was obvious that the two sides were close in strength. The long sword in the masked man's hand slammed on the ground, and the figure disappeared in place.

This scene happened so quickly, when the guard outside the door heard the movement, the masked man had disappeared.

Seeing that Eleven was going to chase him, Jiang Yu scolded, "Come back."

What he said in the afternoon was intentional, and he wanted to see the other party's reaction, but he almost caused his death at night.

The light was too dark, Jiang Yu couldn't be sure that the person who came was Bian Yu, but it was possible.eight.Nine.It's about him.

Jiang Yu glanced at the guards at the door, "Everyone back down."

He looked at the little Quanzi who was still in a panic, "You also step back."

The lights in the sleeping hall were brightened, Eleven retracted the dagger, and said thoughtfully, "Your Majesty, that man's moves are too complicated, as if he deliberately didn't want others to see him." The posture of holding the sword is a bit familiar, and Eleven did not explain.

Jiang Yu told the truth very directly, "You are no match for him."

Eleven pouted, "He can't beat his subordinates either."

Jiang Yu opened a cup to pour water, "How do you compare with Shiqi?"

"Depending on the senior brother's mood that day, it is likely that within fifteen moves...the subordinate will lose." Eleven Qing coughed twice, "The subordinate is good at disguise."

By the time Jiang Yu finished drinking a glass of water, he had already seen that the inside of the hidden guard was not full of wood, and there were chatter.

For some reason, probably because the atmosphere was more relaxed, Eleven suddenly said, "Your Majesty, you are much more likable than before."

After he finished speaking, his face turned pale, his knees bent, and he looked as if he wished to commit suicide and apologize at any time.

Jiang Yu didn't care, he asked with interest, "What was the former Zhen like?"

Eleven pursed his lips and said nothing, Jiang Yu gave him a reassuring look, "Say it, I forgive you for your innocence."

Eleven remained silent.

"If you don't tell me, let me guess." Jiang Yu laughed lazily, "Self-righteous?"

He supported his head, and pulled the corner of one lip upward, mockingly, "It's very naive."

Eleven's eyes widened, then narrowed slightly into a slit, and four large characters were written on his face brightly, Your Majesty is wise.

The corners of Jiang Yu's eyes twitched slightly, and he said again, "Is it true that I am not suitable to sit in that position, but to be a young master who is used as an offering?"

Eleven smacked his lips and shook his head in disbelief. This was the first time he heard someone know him so well.

Jiang Yu raised Eleven's chin with his toes to make him look up.With a smile, "Do you think I'm suitable now?"

Eleven was taken aback, a little stunned.

"Get up." Jiang Yu retracted his foot, "Tell me about Seventeen, your elder brother."

"Eldest senior brother..." Eleven stood up, with a look of vigilance in his eyes, "What does Your Majesty want this subordinate to say?"

Jiang Yu pretended not to care and waved his hands, "Whatever."

"This subordinate doesn't have much contact with senior brother, I only know that he is the most powerful." Eleven chuckled, "I also heard that he is very handsome."

hansome?Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, aside from that grimace mask, the half of his face exposed outside could only be described as upright.

"Your Majesty won't think that's his real face?" Eleven sighed regretfully, "However, I have never seen what Eldest Senior Brother looks like."

Even if there is no disguise, he doesn't know, and he can't believe what he sees with his eyes. This is what his master taught him.

The master warned them never to give himself a chance to hesitate since he was a child. In the confrontation just now, he hesitated and let the masked man escape.

If the opponent didn't choose to escape, but turned around to take his life, there might be a hole in his body.

Eleven frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more familiar it became.

Jiang Yu didn't ask what he wanted, so he stopped asking and stared at his face, "Isn't this your real face?"

"Of course not, hehe, this subordinate is a handsome man." Eleven put his fingers on the sideburns and rubbed them gently.Care, a person.Skin.noodle.The tool was peeled off.

Jiang Yu looked at the young man with fine eyebrows and pale complexion in front of him, he was indeed a handsome man.

Inexplicably, another boy with picturesque features suddenly appeared in Jiang Yu's mind, who called him brother with a smile.

Eleven Min.Rui felt that the mood of the person opposite was not quite right, maybe it had something to do with his face.

He quickly tore off a piece of paper.With a slightly mature and resolute face, even his voice became low, "Your Majesty, this is the true appearance of your subordinates."

Jiang Yu smiled, "Really?"

"Well, this is it." Eleven tore another sheet with a guilty conscience, and said seriously, "Your Majesty, this time it's true."

In such a short period of time, several faces have changed, from an uncle to a young man, a teenager, maybe he can walk back and forth later, Jiang Yu stretched out his hand and said, "Stand there."

So Eleven stood in front of Jiang Yu's bed for the whole night.

Jiang Yu slept well in the second half of the night, and woke up in the morning very energetic, with the corners of his lips curled up.

Eleven, who was lying on the roof beam, dozed off with his head tilted under his dark circles. He took out a medicine from his arms, chewed it and swallowed it.

His Majesty holds grudges, he silently remembers it in his heart, and he must tell the elder brother later.

He wasn't the only one who didn't sleep, there was also the fearful little Quan Zi and the guards outside the palace.

"Eunuch Quan, did you catch the assassin last night?"

Little Quanzi had a worried expression on his face. The assassin was very familiar with everything in the palace and soon disappeared. He was worried about His Majesty's safety, so please don't be like that a few months ago.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Quanzi went to Queen Mother Cen.

Jiang Yu sat on the top, tapping the piece of jade on the armrest of the chair rhythmically with his fingers, "A thief broke into my bedroom last night."

The ministers below exploded, and a senior minister who could hold his breath asked, "Is there anything missing, Your Majesty?"

"I didn't lose anything," Jiang Yu said quietly, "but I almost lost the head on my neck."

The ministers knelt on the ground in panic, "I am guilty."

Jiang Yu's eyes stopped on the person in front, "My bedroom has become a vegetable garden, people can come in if they want, and get out if they want..."

Following Jiang Yu's speech, the atmosphere in the hall slowly became condensed, and some ministers had already begun to wipe their sweat.

Feng Yicheng whispered, "Why do I feel that His Majesty is telling us this on purpose?"

The ministers around were all sighing, and Song Yan's face was calm, without any fluctuations.

After Jiang Yu finished speaking angrily, he picked up the tea and took a sip, and didn't intend to ask them to get up.

Until noon, several elderly ministers were staggered and helped down.

Jiang Yu stood up and said in a heavy tone, "President Song, I will leave this matter to you to investigate and deal with, and I will give you an answer within three days."

Kneeling two.Leg hair.The soft ministers all showed their original expressions, and if they dared to make such a fuss, the latter sentence is the key point.

Receiving a series of sympathetic gazes, as well as some gloating gazes led by Feng Yicheng, Song Yan smiled gently, "Three days?"

Jiang Yu pondered for a moment, "Or two days?"

The smile on Song Yan's lips deepened, but there was a faint coldness in his eyes.

Jiang Yu's eyes flashed past the play.Malaria, "That's five days."

Song Yan clasped his fists and said slowly, "The minister receives the order."

Jiang Yu saw Xiao Quanzi circling in a hurry when he turned his back, so he went directly to the Empress Dowager Cen's palace for lunch.

Empress Dowager Cen fell once, but now she can still move around a little smoothly. When she saw Jiang Yu walking in, she asked the maid to help him, and touched it worriedly.Mo, "Did Ye'er get hurt last night?"

Jiang Yu helped her to sit on the chair, "Not really."

Empress Dowager Cen worriedly warned, "Send more people to strengthen defense."

"My son understands." Jiang Yu picked up the bowl and scooped up the soup and put it in front of her, "Let Prime Minister Song investigate this matter."

Empress Dowager Cen hesitated to speak, "You are the king of a country, there are some things that must not be compromised."

Jiang Yu took a sip of the food, "What is the queen mother referring to?"

"Things involving identity." After a pause, Empress Dowager Cen moved closer and said pointedly, "For example, whoever attacks and who defends."

The pair of eyes that stepped into the field of vision were covered with fine lines, but they could still see the bright and charming color. The chopsticks in Jiang Yu's hand fell off, and he finally knew who Qiu Yu's eyebrows and eyes looked like...

Empress Dowager Cen put down the spoon, "Ye'er?"

"Queen, does this son have any brothers?" Jiang Yu tilted his head and asked casually, "Except for the second brother."

Empress Dowager Cen's complexion immediately changed, and she forced a smile, "Why did Ye'er ask such a question suddenly?"