Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue, a mere lowly dark guard, the watchdog raised by the Holy Majesty, a lowly animal that is not as good as a pig or a dog, actually slept on the dragon couch for three whole days.

According to Wang Lin, the chief eunuch who served her, during these three days and three nights, the Holy Majesty stayed by the couch, taking care of her without sleep.

When the imperial doctor said that he might not make it through, his eyes turned red, and he immediately opened the treasury, took out the life-prolonging medicine that had been treasured for many years, and threw it on him desperately, thus saving his life.

From the courtiers down to the eunuchs, everyone sighed.

Rumors in the palace have gone crazy recently, saying that he is about to become another male favourite after Duan Fei, and that he is more honored and favored than even Concubine Zhuang Gui.

Duan Yue was not happy, only felt that it was tricky.

He didn't dare to rob the man under his command.

The last time I was hit by Duan Fei until my butt blossomed, and it still hurts.

But he can't go back to the dark guard camp either.Emperor Zhongcheng refused, saying that he was seriously injured and would not even let him get out of bed.

Every day, not only was he exempted from the meeting ceremony, but he was also holding a bowl to feed him personally, asking for his health, and he almost wrote the word "love" on his face.

Fortunately, apart from fondling his little hands, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and he went to other concubines to rest at night, so he didn't set the harem on fire.

Otherwise, at this time, Duan Yue would have been cleaned up by those ruthless concubines to the bone.

"You are also lucky. When someone else gets this injury, the body should be cold. How can there be such a talented baby to take care of you?"

Duan Twelve held his wrist, removed the blood-stained yellow bandage, and washed the bruised wound with wine.

Duan Yue groaned in pain, shrunk his shoulders and tried to hide.

"Now you know it hurts. You were not very angry when you blocked the knife?"

"What can I do, I can't just watch Your Majesty go down to be knifed, then I'll still be a hidden guard."

Duan Yue's voice was hoarse from the pain, and his eye circles were red.

Duan Twelve didn't answer, and tapped his trembling arm: "Okay, Lord Anwei, then you can do it yourself."

Duan Yue complained and stared at him, and said bravely, "I'll come if I come", rolled up his sleeves neatly, revealing his white and slender wrists, gritted his teeth and poured all the strong wine on the deep bone-deep wound.

"Wait, pour less..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Twelve heard him let out a pig cry in pain, and rolled on the floor lying on the couch.

"you really......"

Duan Twelve didn't know what to say, "Who told you to pour it all down, this is a special shochu, used to eliminate pus, one or two drops is enough. You deserve the pain."

Duan Yue was so painful that he sucked in a small mouthful of breath, wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, bit his lip and was so wronged: "You, you didn't say anything."

Duan Twelve shook his head, pulled his trembling wrist, replaced him with new medicine, and re-bandaged it.

"Your Majesty, when will you be allowed to leave?"

Duan Yue wiped away tears with the back of his hand, sniffed, and silently shook his head.

"The commander asked me to send you a message. The adults in the court are very dissatisfied with your overnight stay in the dragon couch. If you don't want to leave, I'm afraid you will be impeached."

Duan Yue raised his head and glanced at him, cautiously: "Commander...are you angry?"

"Angry? What kind of anger?" Duan Twelve didn't know what he meant.

Annoyed that he has stolen His Majesty's favor.

Duan Yue was ashamed to speak, shook his head and refused to speak.

No, he has to find a way to make His Majesty hate him, otherwise, if His Majesty really wants to favor him one day, he is a slave, how can he have the right to refuse.

Duan Yue was thinking about it, and then he heard Duan Twelve say: "By the way, the assassin was caught by the people from Dongchang last night. Guess who it is?"

"Who?"

"You will never guess." Duan Twelve lowered his voice and whispered into his ear: "Zhuang Zhiyin."

Zhuang Zhiyin is the name of Concubine Zhuang.

"how is this possible!"

Duan Yue shrugged his ears up and down, and raised his head in surprise: "She is a noble concubine, how could she assassinate..."

"Hush!" Duan Twelve made a silent gesture.

"Only a few people from Dongchang and Yinweiying know about this matter, and it is not allowed to go outside."

Concubine Zhuang's relatives are so powerful that even His Majesty has to be a bit jealous. If it is publicized, it will definitely cause chaos in the court.

Duan Yue nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and whispered in front of him: "But how did Dongchang find out that it was Concubine Zhuang? It is said that she is so smart, so she shouldn't keep a clue."

Duan Twelve's eyes landed on the tips of his trembling ears for no reason, and suddenly felt itchy, and wanted to reach out and touch them.

He thought and touched it.

Duan Yue blinked and covered his ears inexplicably: "Why?"

Duan Twelve smiled, withdrew his hand, and answered his question as if nothing had happened: "A father-in-law found Concubine Zhuang's gold hairpin on the assassin. Do you remember, it was the one she said was stolen by the Fourth Highness?"

Duan Yue didn't answer, but there was a storm in his heart.

Of course he remembers!He was planning to find out the adulterer, put Concubine Zhuang Gui into the cold palace, and drag his poor master out of prison!

In this situation, is there no need for him to do anything? !

But when he thought about it on the front foot, Concubine Zhuang Guifei fell from the horse on the back foot. How can there be such a coincidence in the world!

What's more, if you think about it carefully, Concubine Zhuang's mother is expensive based on her son, and all depends on His Majesty's favor. She only killed the king because of her brain.

There is clearly someone behind the scenes manipulating this matter!

Duan Yue felt uneasy and grabbed Duan Twelve's hand: "Does Your Majesty know about this?"

"Of course I know, but Mrs. Zhuang is currently in charge of the matter of Chun Wei. In addition, the construction of the embankment on the south bank of the Yangtze River is also on the head of Zhuang Dang, who will move her whole body. His Majesty does not plan to move her for the time being."

Duan Twelve saw that his complexion was not very good, and frowned, "What's the matter, don't you also admire Zhuang Zhiyin?"

and also?Who else?

Duan Yue tilted his head, without thinking too much, he dismissed Duan Twelve casually, told him to go back to Duan Fei and return to the camp in a few days.

At lunch time, the chief eunuch Wang Lin came over with a food box and said that the Lord Long Live was busy with political affairs today and was still discussing matters in the imperial study, so he asked him to eat first.

But there is no reason in the world that the master is hungry and the slave is full.

Originally, it was against the rules for him to lie here, and if he was more presumptuous, he really didn't know what to do.

Duan Yue refused coldly and insisted on waiting.

Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, Wang Lin laughed, bowed and stepped forward, mysteriously: "My lord...do you miss that object?"

that object?What the hell.

Duan Yue was dumbfounded.

Wang Lin showed an expression that you understand me, everyone understands, carefully took out a half-burned small book from his arms, and handed it to him: "Look, the miscellaneous family is keeping it for you."

Duan Yue saw that the title page of the book had been burnt to pieces, but he could still clearly make out the two big gilded characters of "Spring Palace".

Bah!

His little porn book for boys and girls!

Duan Yue's face turned red in an instant, and he suddenly grabbed it and stuffed it into his arms, his ears burning hot.

"You, did you read...?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord, only the miscellaneous know about this forbidden book, not even Your Majesty."

He winked again: "It turns out that Master Xuanwei also likes these things."

"I'm not good!" Duan Yue's eyes widened.

Wang Lin showed an expression of "I understand, I understand", and lowered his voice: "When you were assassinated that day, you also saved the life of the Zajia. Although the Zajia is a slave, you know that you will repay your kindness. Don't worry, the Zajia will keep this matter a secret for you. , I will never let the Long Live Lord know about it."

Duan Yue hesitated to speak, not knowing what to say.

His face was flushed, and he drove Wang Lin out with a cold face. He lowered his head and stared at the little yellow book in his hand that insulted his reputation.

"Good guy, see if I don't tear you apart!"