Shadow guard, he carried my cub

In the middle of the night in the palace hall, the young and handsome emperor in a black dragon robe put down the vermilion pen for his annotations, his brows could not hide his tired look.

Chi Ming squeezed the painful brows with two fingers, and asked in a low and magnetic voice, "What time is it?"

The chief eunuch serving beside him held Buddha dust in his hand, bowed slightly, and replied respectfully, "Return to Your Majesty, it's time to be ugly."

Chi Ming's face darkened a bit, and his knuckles tapped on the pear blossom wooden table intentionally or unintentionally, his gloomy expression made the chief eunuch dare not speak out.

Not only the chief eunuch, but even the shadow guard who had undergone life-and-death training tensed up when facing Chi Ming's coercion. The low air pressure in the hall made the shadow guard guarding in the dark feel that the master was in a very bad mood at this time. Okay, but they probably knew why the master was in a bad mood, and they prayed in their hearts that the leader would come back soon.

Chi Ming propped his head with one hand, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and hit the table with his fingers, the sound was not loud, but at this moment in the hall where the needles could be heard, each of them could hear it, and it seemed like they were knocking on the table. In their hearts, each nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

Just when the chief eunuch thought he would be crushed to death by the oppressive atmosphere, a black shadow suddenly flashed into the hall.

"The subordinate is late, I hope the master will forgive me."

The black figure was dressed in black clothes, his waist kneeling in the center of the hall was thin and straight, his curves were graceful, his neck was fair, and his black forehead ornament and long black hair complemented each other perfectly.It is not difficult to see the haste of this trip from the black-clothed shadow guards.

When the chief eunuch and the shadow guard saw the person clearly, they all heaved a sigh of relief, and instantly felt that the air in the hall became much smoother.

Chi Ming slowly opened his eyes, like a giant dragon in light sleep opened its cold and dangerous pupils.

"How are things going?"

"The subordinate is incompetent and was discovered, please punish the master."

Chi Ming sat up straight, looked at the person kneeling on the ground with indifferent eyes, and couldn't hear whether he blamed him in his voice: "The sword villa is just a wild place, how can it compare to the shadow guards of the palace, Yi, it's your kung fu." Regressed, there are still experts in Mingjian Villa to help."

"That Jianshan Villa does have a master," Yiying thought for a while and said: "This subordinate is not saying this to excuse himself. The subordinate is not effective, please punish the master."

Chi Ming got up and walked around the table case, walked to Yiying, supported the opponent's arm and pulled him up from the ground: "Forget it, I believe you, it's just that this time, it's impossible to go to the famous sword villa to steal things. gone."

"Master, why don't you..."

Yiying showed a fierce expression.

Chi Ming understood Yiying's unfinished words, and he shook his head: "The rivers and lakes and the imperial court have always been well watered, and if I send troops to destroy Mingjian Villa, I will undoubtedly provoke the gangs of the rivers and lakes. Although I am not afraid of them, I don't want to ask for it myself." trouble."

"It's because the subordinates are not thinking carefully."

"Half a month later is the martial arts conference. On the day when the leader of the martial arts is elected, Ouyang Moyu, the son of the former leader, asked the imperial court for help. This is a great opportunity."

Yiying knew about this matter. The former leader was highly respected, but died of illness a few months ago. The new leader should be Ouyang Moyu, the son of the leader who everyone is optimistic about, but Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway to compete with Ouyang Moyu for the leader. position.

The position of leader has always been claimed by the capable, and this "Cheng Yaojin" is Yang Fan, the owner of Mingjian Villa.

Yang Fan is famous because of the support of the four major martial arts gangs. On the contrary, Ouyang Moyu has no connections at a young age. The elder, Ouyang Moyu had no choice but to ask the court for help, hoping to get the court's support.

"What is the master going to do?"

Chi Ming chuckled, "Of course it's to help Ouyang Moyu."

If Ouyang Moyu becomes the leader of the alliance, it will be of great benefit to the court.

"The subordinates are willing to go."

Yiying knows that helping Ouyang Moyu to become the leader is one of the most important things. The most important thing is to get what the owner wants. In this way, he can only send a trustworthy person who knows how to adapt. The martial arts conference is too dangerous. If you send people who have no martial arts, then you are the best candidate.

"Of course you're going, but you're going with me."

Yiying was slightly surprised and immediately knelt down to dissuade him: "Master, please think twice. The martial arts conference must be full of dangers. How can the master put himself in danger? Leave this matter to your subordinates, and your subordinates will definitely complete the task."

"Dangerous?" Chi Ming narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Yi, do you not trust me, or yourself?"

"The subordinates don't dare, the master is a body of gold, so he can't be threatened at all."

"Then don't talk about it, I have made up my mind on this matter."

The master's decision has never been questioned by his subordinates, let alone his master is a domineering and violent emperor. Even so, his master has done nothing wrong. Admire.

"Yes."

Chi Ming looked at Yiying: "Is there any injury here?"

"Thank you master for your concern, no."

That's right, he, the leader of the shadow guards, has high martial arts skills, and his lightness kung fu is even better, so even if someone finds out, he won't get hurt.

"It's getting late, come and rest with me."

Yiying froze and replied: "Yes."

Yiying washed off the dust all over her body, and when she came out, she saw her master leaning against the bed and reading a book in her underwear.

Knowing what was going to happen, Yiying dressed lazily, simply put on only a loose coat, walked to the dragon bed and took off the coat casually, revealing her lean body.

As the leader of the Shadow Guard, Yiying must have had a lot of life-and-death training. Only Yiying knows what he has paid behind being able to sit in the position of leader.

However, Yiying is not like other shadow guards who are covered in scars and rough skin due to cruel training and punishment.On the contrary, Yiying's skin is fair and delicate, smooth without any scars, and even a woman would be jealous if she sees it.

Speaking of scars, there is a scar on the left waist and abdomen. The scar has faded in the past few years, and I am afraid that Yiying will forget about it, but Chi Ming stared at the scar for a long time, and did not move for a long time.

"Owner……"

Yiying tried to call out.

Chi Ming seemed to have just reacted, and looked at Yiying.

"Master doesn't need to stare at the scar every time. If the master doesn't like it, his subordinates can remove it."

"any solution?"

This injury is an old injury, and the scar was left after missing the opportunity to apply the muscle-creating ointment, and now it is not easy to get rid of it.

"Pull out this scar and apply Muscle-Growing Ointment to restore it."

When Yiying said this, his face didn't change, and he didn't even give a superfluous look, as if he didn't goug out his own flesh.

Chi Ming let out a soft snort, seemingly disdainful: "You are cruel to yourself."

After finishing speaking, Chi Ming stopped thinking about it, turned over and put Yiying under him.

Chi Ming has always been a practical person in this kind of thing, there is no unnecessary movement, even kissing is rare, as if it is purely for venting.

Yiying also experienced happiness from being silent to relaxing, but this did not prevent him from feeling humiliation every time, but this humiliation was pressed in his heart, hidden by loyalty and unbetrayal.

Yes, the many years of training and teaching in the Shadow Guard Battalion had instilled in him the idea of ​​being loyal, unbelievable, and undeniable. From the moment he recognized the Lord, his mind, life, and body were no longer his own.

Three days later, Chi Ming made proper arrangements for the affairs of the court, and went to the martial arts conference as an imperial envoy, accompanied by only Yiying and two guards.

Before leaving, Shen Qiuchen, who was wearing a green shirt, ran out of the palace gate out of breath and handed a bottle of medicine to Chi Ming.

"Just in case, you must put this away."

Regardless of Shen Qiuchen's young age, he is the proud disciple of the golden-clothed master. After the death of the golden-clothed master, Shen Qiuchen inherited the mantle of his master.

It is self-evident what kind of medicine Shen Qiuchen gave him at this time, Chi Ming nodded and put it away properly.

Shen Qiuchen and Chi Ming have known each other since childhood, they say they are the emperor and his courtiers, or a patient and a genius doctor, but they are actually more like confidantes and friends. They all say that Chi Ming is a domineering and violent tyrant, but Shen Qiuchen is never afraid of him, and sometimes even dares to fight with Chi Ming They confronted each other, and no matter how angry and violent Chi Min was, he never did anything to Shen Qiuchen.

"If I hadn't been researching a medicinal herb, I should have gone with you. You must be careful when you go."

The outside is no better than the palace, Shen Qiuchen is worried.

Chi Ming frowned: "When will you change your old mother's attributes?"

"You..." Shen Qiuchen was angry: "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, I won't tell you."

Shen Qiuchen looked at Yiying behind Chi Ming: "Your Majesty, you must protect Your Majesty, preferably the one who never leaves."

Yiying nodded: "Don't worry, the genius doctor, this is Yiying's job."

Hearing "Inseparable", the corner of Chi Ming's mouth twitched unconsciously, and he got into the carriage first with a gloomy expression.

"Enough, let's go!"

Yiying bowed his hands politely to Shen Qiuchen, got on his horse and followed the carriage.

Chi Ming concealed his identity and went to the martial arts conference as an imperial envoy sent by His Majesty, so the carriage he rode was not eye-catching, and the road was full of official roads, but he did not encounter any obstacles and arrived at the martial arts conference smoothly Jinling City, where the event was held.

Jinling City gathered people from all corners of the country, strong martial arts people holding swords can be seen everywhere on the street, and even the inns are overcrowded, full of people who came to participate in the martial arts conference.

Martial arts posts may not be sent to every martial arts personage, those who are lucky enough to participate in the election of the leader are all famous big gangs, and those small gangs who are not in the mainstream are naturally not eligible, but this does not prevent people who have not received martial arts posts from thinking about it. Wanting to watch the event, everyone flocked from all directions, not only the inns in Jinling City were overcrowded, but even the streets were congested.

Fortunately, Chi Ming didn't need to stay at the inn. As soon as he arrived in Jinling City, Ouyang Moyu received the news and went to the city gate to meet Chi Ming in person.

Ouyang Moyu and Chi Ming greeted each other a few words, Yiying handed the imperial court's appointment documents to Ouyang Moyu for inspection, Ouyang Moyu looked respectful and then confirmed that it was correct, then rode ahead and led everyone to the residence - Mingyuezhuang.