ink blade

After a while, the guard Mo, who tried various methods to refuse but failed, opened his mouth obediently in front of the hall master.

Chu Yan was still standing by the bed and ordered Mo Ren to sit down.He pinched the guard's thin chin, and the index finger of the other hand dipped in the powder: "Stick out your tongue."

"..."

The guard's eyes flashed embarrassingly, but he hesitated to speak.The Palace Master frowned and urged again, he could only cautiously...expose the tip of his tongue.

When Chu Yan saw the wound, he inhaled lightly with a "hiss", and his eyelids twitched, as if it hurt him.

The guard's soft tongue smeared the powdered fingers, and the guard trembled violently.

Chu Yan withdrew his hand quickly: "Does it hurt?"

Mo Ren buried his face and shook his head quickly, tremblingly said: "Subordinate, subordinate or... Do it yourself..."

——The poor guard Mo has never been so squeamish in his life, he can't understand at all, why does he have to apply medicine to stop the bleeding when he bites his tongue?

Not to mention kissing the Lord, personally...touching his tongue...how could this be! ?this……

Chu Yan was indifferent, and patted his face lightly: "Open your mouth, be obedient, be gentle."

Ink Blade: "..."

... Such a posture, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a serious master and servant.

But in fact, after what happened last night, Bodyguard Mo's heart is as soft as water, and he is actually not willing to go against his master's wishes.

Normally, he could still say a few words "not in compliance with the rules", but now... Chu Yan wants to play with him, he just let the master do it obediently.

Chu Yan sighed, and said in a low voice, "Gu has wronged you again."

"...!" Mo Ren wanted to shake his head immediately, but his chin was pinched by the master, and he couldn't move his lips or tongue.He could only look at the Palace Master who was close at hand, frowning dissatisfied and serious.

In this way, Guan Lai's silent and cold temperament suddenly softened a lot.

"The poison Bai Hua used is from the Wuxian sect, but the rumors of this cult have dissipated long ago. I don't know what it has to do with the mastermind behind the scenes, and what is the relationship between the leader's mansion," Chu Yan said to himself, "Shui Miao It takes me a day to investigate, so I can only delay Bai Hua for a while... I'm sorry."

Mo Ren's expression was even more shaken... He really didn't want to hear the master say sorry to him in such a low voice.

But suddenly, Chu Yan's expression changed, he squeezed his chin violently, and poked his finger inside——

Mo Ren couldn't help closing his eyes and let out a "huh", before he could react, Chu Yan had already taken out a small embedded pill from his back teeth.

The hall master's face instantly became frighteningly gloomy.

"……What's this."

Mo Ren was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the Lord to be so sharp-eyed.He subconsciously said the truth: "Return to the Lord, it is poison."

Suddenly, Chu Yan's face turned dark: "..."

"..."

Mo Ren's face was slightly pale, and he realized that it seemed inappropriate to tell the truth, after all, putting poison in his mouth didn't sound very auspicious.

He hurriedly tried to remedy it: "My lord, the hidden guards who come out of the dark hall, everyone will hide a poison between their teeth, in case of a certain time... It is not the subordinate's own initiative."

"you you!"

But it's okay if you don't say this, but after saying Chu Yan, your breath trembles, and you don't know if it's anger or distress.

He slammed the poison on the table, raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Ink Blade! Are you a secret guard, eh!? You are a lonely bodyguard. What does the rules of the dark hall have to do with you?"

"My lord, whisper, whisper..." Mo Ren had no choice but to warm his heart, and he repeatedly persuaded, "If Bai Hua hears it, he will reveal his truth..."

Chu Yan couldn't believe it when he thought about it: "How many years has Gu brought you out of the dark hall, and you still keep this kind of—"

Mo Ren coaxed nicely: "If the lord says he doesn't like it, Ah Ren won't carry it anymore."

Chu Yan glared, and waved his sleeves heartbroken: "You are an orphan and still believe your nonsense!?"

Annoyed again: "Why do you say you don't like it? Could it be that Gu liked you so much before? Did Gu put this poison in your mouth?"

Mo Ren pursed his lips in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "But back then, the master also took a fancy to his subordinate's background in the dark hall..." He paused, "You said that all the rules remain as usual."

Chu Yan was taken aback for a moment, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

That's right, the guards of that family bring their injuries all over the place every day, usually they not only serve the master, but also accompany the master to deal with the affairs of the palace.

Can……

Chu Yan had a silent pain in his heart. He was indeed in a difficult situation when he was young, and he needed the power of a hidden guard; but after becoming the Hall Master, obviously he can get rid of these stereotypes, and obviously he can treat Moren better...

But then Bai Hua came, how did he ignore the ink blade in those days?Now he is even racking his brains to recall more, but because of the effect of intoxication, everything is blurred and fragmented.

After all, Mo Ren followed him, and he didn't live a good day. He suffered all the hardships, but he didn't enjoy any blessings.

"...My lord?"

Mo Ren was aware of Chu Yan's emotions, he hesitated and moved closer, "Excuse me, you don't have to..."

Just as he was about to open his mouth to comfort him, he suddenly and keenly sensed that there was some secret aura approaching outside the house.

The guard's expression immediately changed, and the words in his mouth turned around: "Master, Bai Hua is here, should this subordinate put on a show?"

It was only then that Chu Yan broke free from the messy state of mind, knowing that the private affairs of the two should be put on hold.

He rubbed his temples, and handed the saber Xuanhong that was just casually placed on the table to Mo Ren: "Forget it...take it."

Pointing to the pillars in the room again, he said angrily: "Guard Mo offended his violent and unreasonable master, and now he should be punished heavily—beat, beat hard, until Hua'er is happy to hear it .”

Mo Ren immediately understood, and secretly praised the Lord's wisdom in his heart, he threw a pillow from the bed beside the pillar, picked up the long sword and threw it on the pillow.

Chu Yan's saber was heavy enough, and when it landed on the pillow, it made a muffled sound, which was almost the same as being hit on a person. It would be no problem to fool someone who was listening outside through a wall.

Chu Yan looked at the movement of the ink blade flowing like clouds and flowing water, and only found it pleasing to the eye.

Occasionally, he would pretend to be furious and couldn't control himself and shout a few times: "You don't know what's good or bad, don't you know who Guxin belongs to?"

He said again: "You dare to belittle the person who is alone in your heart, what do you think of the master of this palace!?"

It's okay to say a few words, but after shouting too much, Mo Ren's expression gradually became awkward.

He couldn't hear it, the Lord clearly meant something, and it fell into the ears of others, and that "sweetheart" was Mr. Bai Hua; but the meaning of the Lord's intentional shouting to him was clearly...

Mo Ren hesitated and turned back to take a peek at the master, and met Chu Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his words were powerful:

"Heh, how dare you stare at Gu? The Lord of the Palace can spoil whoever he wants. If you dare to act recklessly again, let's see how Gu will treat you!"

The guard's heart suddenly burned, he hurriedly lowered his eyes, and turned back.

The Lord is so childish...

But for myself.

Mo Ren was half helpless and funny, half warm and moving. At an angle that Chu Yan couldn't see, there was a slight curvature on the corners of his eyes and lips.

Suddenly, a familiar breath pressed against his back.It was actually Chu Yan who came over and took the sword in his hand: "Ah Ren is just playing for fun, the rest...is left alone."

After all, he really pushed the ink blade aside, and started to do it himself.

Mo Ren was startled, he only wanted to let the master work but he was idle, how could this happen!

He was busy trying to persuade him, but Chu Yan grabbed his wrist inadvertently. The next moment, the hall master's breath pressed up, and his sour voice whispered in his ears:

"Everything in the past is because I didn't treat you well... You see, I am changing now. Don't screw it up like that, just give Gu a chance... okay."

Mo Ren choked for breath, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't tell what was in his heart at the moment.

In fact, he wanted to say, in fact, since he knew the truth, he wanted to tell the Lord...

Since everything was caused by poisonous incense, and those old things were not the Lord's original intention, the Lord no longer needs to feel ashamed of his subordinates.

Ah Ren has no complaints, only regrets that he failed to protect the Lord in his previous life.Now the master can use Ah Ren as a sharp sword again. In this life, the subordinates will become sharper...

But there was another voice in his heart telling him: If he really said that, the Lord would be very angry.

It will be very sad, very sad.

So Mo Ren didn't say anything.

And this time, he was the same.

Mo Ren slowly withdrew his hand that intended to grab the sword.

Chu Yan seemed to understand something, tenderness and pity appeared in his eyes, he sighed and brushed the hair on the guard's forehead, and murmured: "Ah Ren...you are so kind."

Perhaps because the Palace Master's eyes were too hot and sincere, Mo Ren's heart beat faster for a moment, and he had an absurd illusion.

He felt that just now, the lord seemed to really want... He bent down and kissed his cheek.

...What's going on, what is it all about, how is it possible, my lord?

It's just that I was "lucky" that morning, and was pampered without bottom line for several days. How did I become like this?

Mo Ren frowned, trying to expel the strange thoughts from his mind.

Yes, I should do something serious and avoid random thoughts.

But at this time, after thinking about it again, he felt that the master was "furious" and beat "myself" so hard, so it seemed strange that I kept silent.

Guard Mo then seriously recalled his reaction when he was tortured and beaten.

He considered it for a while, and after the next blow with the falling sword, he made a thin gasp.

As well as the suppressed and broken, groaning vaguely suppressed in the throat.

"Hmm...! Mmm..."

Chu Yan was still cherishing Ah Ren's thoughtfulness and tolerance in his heart, but when he heard the sound... his face suddenly became brilliant.

After a few breaths, the ink blade began to pant intermittently.

And still cooperating with Chu Yan's movements, when the long sword in the master's hand fell, he would inhale or hold his breath tremblingly.

——To tell the truth, the people who came out of Guard Mo's dark hall are very good at disguising, they breathe really well, and they have no flaws.

There will also be some strenuous words of confession: "This subordinate... um... I know I was wrong..."

The breathing became heavier and the voice gradually weakened, "Master, Lord..."

"..." What is this man doing! ?

Chu Yan felt that he was going crazy, in various senses.

Since Guard Mo asked for "personal service" in a serious manner last time, the majestic Lord of the Nine Layers Hall once again felt that his concentration was facing a huge test.

If it is said that having close contact with the person you like every morning and even skin-to-skin contact without revealing the flaws, this is called suffering in the world.

Excuse me, the person you like is standing just a few feet away and panting to yourself, and you can't show your flaws—what should it be? ?

"...Ah Ren." The palace master was finally defeated, he gritted his teeth and recorded with internal force, "You don't want to make a sound."

Ink Blade: "?"

Chu Yan: "Don't breathe too."

"..."

"Just pretend...yes, you were knocked out by an orphan."

Mo Ren suddenly felt a little frustrated, and whispered: "Forgive me, my lord, isn't this subordinate pretending not to be?"

Chu Yan's face was livid: "...very similar."

So he really couldn't hold it anymore...! !

The author has something to say: the sweetness is gradually UP

感谢在2020-08-2123:55:00~2020-08-2300:18:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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