Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Prince Jing's gaze stayed on those clasped hands for a long time, even Duan Yue felt his hands were hot, so he looked away.

"What's the matter."

The sixth prince said: "Fourth brother, sit down here, I have something to say to fourth brother."

He took Duan Yue's face into consideration, and didn't mention it was for him.

But Prince Jing shook his head: "It's not convenient right now, I'll go find you after the banquet, and we'll talk about it later."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked to the opposite side.

The sixth prince turned his head and saw Duan Yue frowning, he seemed to be in a hurry, thought for a while, and said: "Fourth brother, wait a moment, actually, it's not that I have something to say..."

Prince Jing looked back.

The sixth prince sighed: "It's sixteen."

Duan Yue immediately turned to look at him, his eyes staring like copper bells.

Prince Jing also hesitated in place.

The sixth prince covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "Sixteen's body seems to be a little uncomfortable."

Duan Yue was in a hurry, and tugged at his sleeve in private: "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense."

The sixth prince let go of his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Didn't you come here for the fourth brother? If he is not by your side, you should be worried."

That's what he said, but he didn't want to deal with Prince Jing!

"Don't be afraid, if there is anything, you can just push it on me."

The two of them leaned head to head and whispered together, and Prince Jing really came this way.

Duan Yue was dumbfounded, staring blankly at him passing through the crowd, kneeling beside him with his robe lifted.

This time, he was caught between two people, and he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

When he was at a loss, Prince Jing's peach-blossom eyes, which were as black as ink, turned slightly and stared at him quietly.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Is it the hand?"

Duan Yue has a special physique, and the injuries on his body have long since healed.

Except that the internal force is also restricted by the cartilage powder, there is no discomfort at all in the rest.

He didn't know how to answer, so he turned to the sixth prince for help.

The sixth prince didn't want to get involved in the conversation between the two of them, and without looking sideways, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, just play it lightly, Fourth Brother won't notice."

Duan Yue had no choice but to turn his head and said sullenly, "Yes, my hand hurts."

He also felt that Prince Jing was too close to him, so he said coldly, "Stay away from me, it's too hot."

In fact, Prince Jing has a body that is prone to coldness, so it doesn't make him feel uncomfortable, but he is covered in cold hairs.

Prince Jing was also obedient, moved away a fist distance, and then stretched out his palm to him: "Let me see."

Duan Yue immediately put his hands behind his back and looked at him vigilantly: "What are you looking at? Don't even try to touch me."

The voice was a bit loud, and the courtiers sitting next door heard it and looked over curiously.

Prince Jing paused for a while, and then started another topic.

"You have something to say to me..."

Duan Yue quickly said, "I'm not, I don't."

The appearance of rejecting people for thousands of miles is as if there is a broom star sitting beside him.

Prince Jing remained silent, probably not knowing what he was here for.

He thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go first."?

That doesn't work.

The sixth prince immediately pulled him back: "Fourth brother, don't go, Shiliu is in too much pain to eat, he needs you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Duan Yue: "Isn't that right?"

Duan Yue didn't understand, so he stayed for a while, then nodded his head belatedly: "Mmm, um!"

Prince Jing seemed to sigh.

It's not very obvious, he has always been moody and angry, and it's hard for people to see what kind of emotion he is.

But it was a compromise and sat down again.

"If it hurts badly, I'll rub it for you, okay?" He asked.

Duan Yue was about to scold him for being shameless, but he was afraid that he would leave, so he stretched out his hand shyly: "Thank you."

Prince Jing nodded, really holding his hand carefully, kneading his muscles and bones carefully, not daring to be distracted at all, he was more serious than treating jade objects.

Duan Yue was a little itchy, and his hands trembled.

"pain?"

"...Huh? It doesn't hurt, why don't you knead the dough here, use a little force."

Prince Jing was silent.

After a while, he asked again, "Are you hungry?"

As he spoke, he picked up a chopstick of pastry and wanted to feed him.

The dog prince is spoiled and spoiled, he has never served anyone in his two lifetimes, his movements are rusty, and he tries his best to be considerate.

But Duan Yue couldn't help it: "Are you disgusting? My hand is still intact, so I want you to feed me?"

Prince Jing paused with his chopsticks in mid-air, it was wrong to put them down, but it was wrong to lift them up.

The sixth prince couldn't help but support his forehead.

Duan Yue, Duan Yue, how can you be so straight.

He whispered: "Sixteen, restrain yourself, don't embarrass fourth brother again."

"Do I have it?"

You almost tore off his face, fell to the ground and stepped on it a few more times.

But the exit was petting: "Well, it's okay, no."

Duan Yue laughed: "That's right."

Not at all conscious.

The sixth prince shook his head.

But considering what happened to the little dark guard in his previous life, this little temper is nothing.

His fourth brother abused his wife in the previous life, and he is not enlightened in this life. He still has a long way to go if he wants to catch the little dark guard.

The sixth prince poured himself a glass of wine to commemorate his love affair that died before it sprouted.

The purpose of this palace banquet is to clean up Shan Yu Feiyan, and to plan her marriage with the fourth prince.

Therefore, after singing and dancing, Emperor Zhongcheng mentioned the wedding date to the envoys.

Beiyi envoys lined up and came this time with more than ten people, three civil servants and two military generals, and the rest were young bodyguards.The leader is Shanyu Feiling, the Northern Yi regent who also enjoys a notorious reputation in Chang'an.

It was rumored that this person was extremely ugly and wore a silver mask all the year round. In order to practice an evil art, he once skinned and boned [-] young children.

Cruel and bloodthirsty, devouring human flesh, he only climbed to the position of regent step by step by killing brothers and fathers.

Of course, during this mission, he concealed his identity and only used the name Fei Ling as a cover-up.

During the whole banquet, apart from Duan Yue who had met him before, probably no one knew his identity.

Shan Yu Feiling stood up, put her right hand gracefully on her chest, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I have a heartfelt request for this matter."

Emperor Zhongcheng: "Oh? Let's hear it."

"Beiyi is a martial artist, and there is no one in the royal family who does not know how to ride and shoot, but none of them are good at it. I heard that there are countless talents in the Celestial Dynasty, and the princes are the best among them. Our country is very envious. I hope I can ask some princes for advice."

His words are humble, but his tone is arrogant.

Simply translate, if you want to fight, you should find your son to fight.

The few good-looking generals couldn't sit still any longer, and stood up angrily: "Small barbarians, what qualifications do you have to compete with my prince of the Celestial Dynasty! If your hands are really itchy, let me and others give me advice!"

"That's right! Your highnesses are golden and precious, how can you make a move if you say so?"

"You send an attendant at random, and you want to ask our Highness to advise you, you think too highly of yourself!"

Shan Yu Feiling smiled, calm and unhurried: "You don't know, the young men behind this minister are not ordinary attendants, they are all the servants appointed by the princes, representing the prince himself, with a distinguished status."

When he said that, Duan Yue could understand.

There is a strange rule in the royal family of Beiyi. Every prince who reaches the age of 12 must choose a slave from the camp of dead soldiers.

Similar to Xuanwei, yet different.

This companion slave will loyally follow the prince for the rest of his life.They can be friends, confidants, followers, secret guards, even partners and lovers.

The status of a companion slave is much more noble than that of Xuanwei.

The princes of Beiyi respected their servants very much. To them, companions were equivalent to the other half of themselves, more important than married wives.

After all, princes are not allowed to travel far, so it is understandable for Shanyu Feiling to let his servants take his place.

It's a pity that this trick doesn't work well in Tianchao.

People in the Celestial Dynasty have a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority. The master is the master, and the slave is the slave.

No matter how powerful Xuanwei is, he can't go past his master.

Who cares whether you are a slave or not, if you can't do it, you can't.

After Shanyu Feiling explained it, Zhong Fuyuan still sneered: "My Highness is unparalleled in martial arts, and my miraculous skills are unparalleled. If you, such delicate-skinned and tender slaves, are injured, let Xuanwei take the move instead of your Highness." !"

His words awakened Emperor Zhong Cheng.

Beiyi has companion slaves, and they also have Xuanwei.

Slave to slave, it will never be true again.

He glanced down at Duan Shiliu who was sitting next to Duan Yunchu, and smiled with interest: "That's very good, Xuanwei is my son's right-hand man, it's not an insult to your country, what does the princess think?"

Shan Yu Feiyan didn't mean that at all, the competition was just a cover, so she nodded indifferently: "Yan'er agrees."

The matter is settled.

Banquet reopened, singing and dancing peacefully.

After dinner, everyone moved to the martial arts arena.

At the moment when the moon was in the sky, Wang Lin led a group of young eunuchs to hang up bright palace lanterns around them and clean up the shooting range.

Emperor Zhongcheng asked Shanyu Feiling what was the outcome.

Shanyu Feiling said: "It's not suitable to race horses at night, it's only about archery. Each person shoots three arrows to determine the outcome."

It was fair, and no one raised any objections.

Beiyi sent a total of six companion slaves.

On the side of the Celestial Dynasty, the absence of the eldest prince does not count.

Next to the second prince is Duan Yi, the third prince is Duan Qi, the seventh prince is Duan Four, and the ninth prince is Duan Twelve.

After all, there are still two people missing, the fourth prince and the sixth prince, and there are no hidden guards around them.

Emperor Zhong Cheng thought for a while, and said to Duan Fei who was standing behind him, "Wan Hua, you go."

Duan Fei raised his eyes and fixedly looked at him.

Emperor Zhongcheng said coldly, "You don't want to?"

He had an old injury to his right arm and couldn't lift a heavy bow at all.

This person clearly knows.

The wound was still there to save him.

But he doesn't care.

Duan Fei closed his eyes and lowered his eyes: "Obey."

Seeing that he was obedient, Emperor Zhong Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

There is only one person left.

He thought about it, then his eyes fell on Duan Yue who was hunched over, trying to sneak away, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Yun Yue, where are you going?"

Duan Yue froze.

Damn it, the dog emperor, so many Xuanwei are not used, and he is used again.

He turned around dejectedly, and was about to respond.

Someone beside him suddenly said: "Father, my son is willing to invite himself to fight."

Duan Yue was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look.

Seeing Prince Jing leaning over and kneeling on the ground, he looked respectful.

Duan Yue was actually a little puzzled.

Prince Jing likes internal drama.

He is good at archery, but he doesn't like to show off in front of others, let alone show off.

Replenishing energy, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is his lifelong pursuit.

Duan Yue had followed him all his life in his previous life, but he had never seen him make a move in person.

I don't know why he lost his mind at this moment, and he wants to play in person.

Duan Yue's eyes fell on the charming Shan Yu Feiyan.

Could it be that he wanted to show his strength in front of his wife?

Xiao Huangshu was shocked by his thoughts.

It knew that its father was a piece of wood in terms of feelings, but it didn't expect it to be like this.

Obviously to protect him!Ding dong ding dong's heart rate is recorded, Dad, are you deaf!

Emperor Zhong Cheng reprimanded: "Don't mess around, it's a contest between slaves, you are a prince, what are you doing so blindly?"

Self-deprecating status, pushy, impulsive and brainless.

If he really accepted this competition today, he would be looked down upon in the court in the future.

"Yun Yue, you go for him."

Duan Yue nodded: "Yes."

King Jing stopped him: "Father, my son is very itchy, and I am willing to try it out, and I beg Father to make it happen."

Duan Yue frowned.

Is this person sick, and steal his job?

Just as he was about to speak, Prince Jing glanced at him and tapped his index finger on his lips: "Hush."

In an instant, the peach blossom eyes were as deep as the night.

Duan Yue blinked.

Unable to hold back, my heart skipped a beat.

Lord Dog, seduce him!

With this hesitation, Emperor Zhongcheng has already agreed: "Okay, if you want to go, don't step into the palace in the future!"

For the prince, this is a great crime.

Being unable to return to the palace meant that he would no longer be able to get close to the dragon couch, and if the emperor had any mishaps, the throne would be lost to him.

Prince Jing didn't care.

If Duan Yue was not in the palace, he would not have returned at all.

He replied: "Thank you, father."

Duan Yue looked at him somewhat complicatedly.

"Your Highness, I misunderstood you."

In order to show off in front of the princess, the dog prince went so hard.

It turned out that he wasn't sexually frigid, but that he wasn't too flirtatious.

However, Prince Jing was wrong, seeing the sparkle in his eyes, he thought he was moved, and couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart.

Did Duan Yue finally forgive him?

"sixteen......"

Duan Yue nodded and choked, sincerely patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him with tears in his eyes: "Come on, Chu Chu, in order to marry the princess, you must win!"

Prince Jing slowly blinked his long and narrow peach eyes.

Something seems wrong.