Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

The yellow sand is flying, the army passes through the canyon, and the horseshoes of the war are fast.

Duan Yue sat on the horse, holding the pale Prince Jing in his arms.

"You don't agree with asking you to take a good ride in the carriage. Now that you know how difficult the journey is, it's a ghost that your little body can bear it."

Prince Jing drooped his eyelids and leaned on his shoulders, his lips were parched, his eyes turned black, and he couldn't speak.

It was getting late, and Duan Yunjue, who was leading the army in front, ordered to set up camp on the spot.

Duan Yue pulled the reins, turned Prince Jing around, and pinched his mouth into an "O" shape: "Your Highness, squeak, are you still alive?"

King Jing was forced to say "Mmm" twice, telling him to let go, and buried himself in his shoulder without much interest, and said in a muffled voice, "Thirsty."

"Are you a fucking bucket? You drank eight bags of water along the way."

Prince Jing didn't speak, and hugged his neck and moaned uncomfortably.

Forget it, of course my little lady wants to be pampered by myself.

Duan Yue sighed with the burden of a man, touched the empty water bag, and said dotingly: "You wait for a while, and I will look for water later."

He got off the horse on the saddle, carried Prince Jing down again, sat him down on the tree stump, and said to Lin Huan beside him, "Please take care of Mr. Lin."

Lin Huan nodded.

Duan Yue was worried: "You are not allowed to seduce him."

Lin Huan laughed: "I won't touch someone who has a master."

This sentence made Duan Yue jump a little bit.

He took the water bag and left in peace.

Seeing him walking away, Lin Huan turned around and forgot the promise he had just made: "Your Highness, we have traveled all the way and have not seen a source of water, and I am afraid Mr. Duan will not find it either. Quench your thirst with hydrolysis."

He handed his water bag to Prince Jing.

Prince Jing lowered his eyes, his face was indifferent, and he ignored it.

"Quarrel"

"leave me alone"

"Why hasn't Duan Yue come back?"

Lin Huan couldn't help laughing when he heard these three words from his heart.

He didn't feel embarrassed, took back the water bag, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, when I was hanging out with Lord Duan a few days ago, I met an acquaintance of Lord Duan."

Prince Jing's eyelids finally moved, and he raised his eyes to look at him.

"When did he go out to play with Duan Yue, I don't know."

Lin Huan said deliberately: "It's a young master named Yu Congyi, does your Highness know him?"

"Things that linger, sooner or later get rid of him"

"Why didn't Duan Yue tell me?"

"envious"

"I also want to walk on the snow with Duan Yue"

"...Forget it, I don't deserve it"

Lin Huan let out a "puchi" laugh, his shoulders trembling.

Prince Jing raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

"ill"

"It's better to remind Duan Yue to stay away from this person."

After Lin Huan finally had enough of laughing, Duan Yunjue also visited here.

Seeing him smiling brightly from a distance, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

"Huanhuan, why are you so happy?"

"I have seen Your Highness." Lin Huan saluted, and then said, "I heard something very interesting. Your Highness, is there any news from the front line?"

Duan Yunjue rubbed his head and sighed: "I was just about to tell you that the source of the poison has been found out. As you said, it is the poison of love."

"It seems that Qin Mochuan is indeed related to the one from Langya County."

"That's right. After this matter is settled, I must report to my father and thoroughly investigate the Qin family."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at King Jing, and asked with concern: "Chuchu, how is your body, can you hold on?"

Prince Jing nodded and said it was all right.

Duan Yun was not at ease, and dragged him to his tent to rest, and Lin Huan naturally followed.

Not long after, Duan Yue came back from fetching water, but he couldn't find anyone.

After asking a few soldiers, they rolled their eyes and sneered, but they didn't say where they were.

Duan Yue was so anxious that he wanted to kill someone, but Xiao Huangshu told him that he was taken away by the eldest prince, so he found the camp ahead.

The vast snow.

Prince Jing sat alone on the wooden stake in front of the camp with his knees hugged, a pile of snow fell on his head behind his back, he didn't move, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Duan Yue walked over and patted the snow off his body: "Your Highness, it's snowing so hard, why are you still sitting outside?"

Prince Jing raised his eyes, snow was also on the slender eyelashes, it was so beautiful.

"I'm afraid you won't find me," he said.

Duan Yue suffered a heart attack.

Dog king... no, Chu Bao is so good.

Duan Yue warmed the milk jug in his arms and handed it to him: "I didn't find any water, there is still some milk in the space, you can make do with it."

King Jing said, "Thank you."

Duan Yue saw white milk stains around his mouth, so he naturally stepped forward, licked his lips away with his tongue, and said naturally, "You are welcome, since you have become my wife, it is right to take care of you."

Prince Jing was holding the milk pot, not knowing what was wrong.

Suddenly, I really want to know what Duan Yue misunderstood that day.

Duan Yun was definitely prejudiced against the dark guard camp, he refused to let Duan Yue sleep with Prince Jing, and arranged them in two tents.

Duan Yue was so angry that he couldn't do anything to him.

He couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, he was worried that Prince Jing would be cold, and worried that he was being attacked by surprise. After thinking about it, he still couldn't help getting up, put on his clothes and sneaked out.

The lights in Prince Jing's tent were already dimmed.

When Duan Yue crawled in, he smelled a faint smell of blood at the tip of his nose, which was covered up by the thick incense.

He was vigilant in his heart, walked to the bed, and was about to check on Prince Jing's situation.

As a result, before the hand touched it, the person in the quilt suddenly got into trouble, and swooped sideways, a cold light flashed in the night, and Duan Yue had a dagger that cut iron like mud on the side of Duan Yue's neck.

Prince Jing's thin lips were pressed against his ears, his breath was violent and cold, and the words that came out of his mouth were all dark and cold: "Who sent you here?"

The snow-white blade glowed with silver light.

Can't tell if it's the moonlight or the murderous intent in his peach blossom eyes.

Compared to pretending to be an obedient and good baby, he is still more suitable to be a tyrant who plays with people's hearts.

Duan Yue's heart was pounding, and a long-lost throbbing desire filled his heart.

"Your Highness." He said hoarsely, "It's me."

Moonlight comes in.

The handsome side face of the little dark guard gleamed coldly, white and transparent in the darkness, and the bloody mouth on the neck was bright and dazzling.

Prince Jing was startled, the dagger fell to the ground, his voice trembling.

"Sixteen, I, I didn't know it was you..."

Duan Yue touched the wound.

Not deep, he stepped back, thus only scratching the skin.

But Prince Jing moved so quickly that he almost didn't have time to react.

"When did your highness become so good at martial arts?" He asked.

Just curious, no reproach intended.

But Prince Jing trembled: "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to deceive you, I just, I..."

Seeing his sudden shrinking appearance, Duan Yue was inexplicably glaring.

Are you that scary?

"Your Highness, it's okay." He lowered his head slightly, rubbing the center of Prince Jing's eyebrows, "I don't care."

Prince Jing looked at him with trembling eyelids: "Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?"

Prince Jing paused, lowered his eyes, unable to speak: "You hate and are deceived."

"Oh, that seems to be the case."

Duan Yue smiled nonchalantly, and used his fingertips to brush his long and curly eyelashes that were full of moonlight: "But Your Highness is different."

Prince Jing's heart trembled.

In the end, I heard him say again: "Your Highness is my unmarried lady, so it is right to have your own secrets, and being a husband is not that harsh."

Prince Jing was stunned.

For a while, I couldn't tell whether it was loss or bitterness.

After a long while, he sighed sadly.

"Sixteen, stop playing."

Duan Yue blinked, not understanding why he always felt that he was joking.

Obviously he is serious.

He is different from a scumbag like King Jing. Since he has been raped, he will definitely be responsible to the end.

But he still stroked his face, and said along with him: "Okay, I was wrong, don't be angry."

Prince Jing didn't say anything, "I'll help you bandage."

Duan Yue blew on the torch and lit the lamp.

The tent brightened up.

Only then did Duan Yue see the messy bloodstains on the ground.

It turned out that the smell of blood was not an illusion, no wonder Prince Jing was so vigilant.

"Your Highness, someone assassinated you?"

Prince Jing nodded, helped him stop the bleeding, and wrapped a bandage around his neck.

After the bandage was completed, a corpse was dragged out from under the couch, squatting down, removing the mask, pinching the mouth, and pointing to a phoenix mark on the tongue of the corpse.

"Do you recognize this sign?"

Duan Yue's attention was not on the mark at all, he just stared at the blood stains on his hands, frowning.

"Your Highness, don't touch him, let him go."

Prince Jing was taken aback, and immediately let go of his hand obediently: "What, is it poisonous?"

With a serious face, Duan Yue took out a clean handkerchief, picked up his hands, and wiped them carefully, even between his fingers.

Infected by his serious expression, Prince Jing couldn't help frowning: "Is it a very difficult poison? Then don't touch me, lest you accidentally get caught."

"Huh? Ah, no."

Duan Yue looked at his ten handsome jade fingers, rubbed them until they were so white that they glowed, and he was satisfied before he had time to answer questions.

He smiled, and kissed Prince Jing's fingers as if nothing happened: "It's not poisonous, but I don't like you touching those dirty things."

Prince Jing choked.

His brows and eyes became serious: "Duan Sixteen."

Duan Yue knew that he was displeased, so he calmly raised his hand as a sign of surrender, and coaxed with a smile: "I know, I know, I won't make fun of this kind of thing again next time, don't be angry at the beginning."

Prince Jing felt powerless for a while.

He always felt like a pet kept by Duan Yue.

What's even more frightening is that Duan Yue knows him well enough to know what he wants to do with just one look and one expression.

This kind of undeserved pampering makes people suffocate and panic.

Seeing that he seemed sad, Duan Yue gradually put away his smile, knelt down, and leaned over to kiss his cheek: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you..."

"Are you still angry?"

"I won't do it next time..."

He held Prince Jing's cheeks: "Don't cry, I really know I was wrong."

The predecessors always said that girls will become sentimental after they get married.

Now it seems that men are the same.

Look at his dog prince, he will drop a few golden beans from time to time, so delicate.

But who told him to be his daughter-in-law, alas.

Duan Yue held him in his arms for a while, then changed the subject and told him about the identity of the assassin, which made him stop crying.

"The secret attendant of the prince of Beiyi?"

"Yes, Your Highness, do you still remember the competition in Chang'an? After those dark servants died, I went to find their bodies, and I saw this mark, four fire feathers, representing the fourth prince's dark servants."

"Then this person..."

Prince Jing was about to reach out to open it for confirmation.

Duan Yue quickly grabbed his hand, interlocked his fingers, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you don't need to do it, I've already seen it, it's two fire feathers."

Prince Jing glanced at him.

Duan Yue never cared who he touched or had contact with before.

Even if he is close to Zhao Jingyou, this person doesn't care.

But in the past few days, it's like a different person, he has to look at him all the time, even if he can't say a word to Duan Yunjue.

"If I remember correctly, the Prince of Northern Yi is the second. So this person was sent by Shan Yu Zichen."

Duan Yue said dotingly: "Your Highness is really smart."

Prince Jing looked away uncomfortably, "Let's go, go to Big Brother's camp and have a look, I'm afraid it's not just my place."

Duan Yue frowned, not very happy with him running around in the middle of the night.

But he smiled quickly: "Okay, but the snow outside is too deep, I'll take His Highness out."