Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

The whole court knows that they have rolled over the sheets!

The expressions of all the officials are different, the complexion is blue, white, white and red, which is really wonderful.

Duan Yue covered his lips and coughed lightly: "Shut up, whoever is talking to you...don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing him blushing, the Empress Dowager changed the topic: "Since the Emperor can prove Chu Chu's innocence, the matter of Prince Jing's conviction will be fine."

Duan Yue couldn't stop nodding, "Yeah, the Empress Dowager is right."

The queen mother looked at him lovingly and guiltily, and left first on the grounds of being tired.

Duan Yue sent people away, and said: "Prince Jing is not guilty, but the fact that the second prince Duan Yunrui imprisoned and hurt the Supreme Emperor is a certainty, come here, put Duan Yunrui in the sky prison, and interrogate him at any time!"

Duan Yunrui, who was tied to the courtyard pillars with his hands and feet sealed and not even given a chance to defend himself: "..."

He is nothing.Had he known this, he should have sneaked away with Ah Chen that day.

There was nothing to deal with in the morning court on the first day, Duan Yue yawned, Wang Lin observed the situation wisely, and announced that there was nothing to do.

After Duan Yue followed the ceremonial officer to make up for ancestor worship and other matters, he was surrounded by palace people and sent to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

This is the old emperor's bedroom, it has not been renovated yet, Duan Yue thinks it smells bad, he refuses to live in it, and follows Prince Jing back to the cold palace.

Empress Yaochu had already heard the news of Duan Yue's ascension to the throne, and specially asked Fan Zi to prepare a table of good wine and food for the new emperor.

Duan Yue released her confinement, and loaned her a box of Shengji Fugu paste from the mall, and asked her to apply it every day, so that she could resume walking.

Empress Yaochu was so happy that she betrothed her own son to Duan Yue on the spot, and also sent the entire Song clan cavalry as a dowry, without even confiscating the gift money.

Duan Yue held back his laughter, and when he returned to Prince Jing's own palace after dinner, he pounded the bed with unbearable joy: "Duan Chuchu, do you hear that, from now on you will be the young wife that Mingmei is marrying."

Prince Jing also laughed, took off his clothes, and put them on him: "Little daughter-in-law is going to bed now, Your Majesty, are you ready?"

Duan Yue raised his chin: "I'm so good at serving you. I'm so happy to serve you. I can barely make you a noble concubine."

Prince Jing's peach-blossom eyes sparkled, "Isn't it the queen?"

"The queen is reserved for those who can give birth to a little prince. Concubine Chu, will you give birth?"

"I won't." Prince Jing kissed his chattering lips, and drove straight in, the second half of the sentence was vague: "You can..."

The night is dark, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

There was a rustling sound on the bed in the cold palace, accompanied by heavy breathing and moans.

After a while, someone suddenly called out: "Fuck, what are you doing?"

King Jing was kicked down on the bed, pinching his brother, at a loss. "What, what's wrong."

Duan Yue pointed to his dragon robe that had fallen all over the floor: "In the past, you were a prince, and I gave you face to let you be on it. Now that I am the emperor, you still have to kneel down and call me Your Majesty, and you still want to suppress me!" ? Why?"

Prince Jing was speechless, and he was almost frightened just now, but it turned out to be because of such a trivial matter.

He climbed onto the couch, hugged him flatteringly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby want to change position?"

Duan Yue's ears were reddish, and he hugged his chest and let out a snort.

Prince Jing fondled his head: "Okay, okay, baby can say anything, then let's continue."

Luo Mu lowered slowly, covering the mating figure on the couch.

After a while, a subdued cry suddenly came from the silent room.

"You, uh, you lied to me..."

Prince Jing poked at him lightly, stroking his hair: "Why did I lie, didn't I let you be on top?"

Duan Yue's scalp was numb with excitement, and he gasped weakly on his chest, so angry that he wanted to cry without tears: "But I'm still fucking outside!"

"It's not important..." Prince Jing grabbed the back of his head and pressed it against him, licking and kissing him intimately, "Don't cry, next time I let you inside."

Because of his words, Duan Yue held back his heartache, cooperated with his movements, and collapsed on the couch exhausted, trembling slightly.

Prince Jing felt sorry for him for the first time in his life, and was afraid that he would hurt him, so he didn't force him to do it a second time.

Duan Yue waited left and right, and finally waited until the next night.

It turned out that what Prince Jing said was inside, in his mouth.

Duan Yue was tossed again.

Prince Jing had been making up for the erotic pictures all day long, but he didn't hold back this night, he fucked Duan Yue to the death and life, there was no shortage of tricks that should be played.

Duan Yue lay on the couch the next day and couldn't get up, even the morning court, it was King Jing who went to court instead of him.

All the officials said that the new emperor was pitiful. Not long after he ascended the throne, he was monopolized by Prince Jing and reduced to a puppet.

Duan Yue was so angry that he kicked King Jing back to Prince Jing's mansion, and he was not allowed to crawl into his bed at night.

Prince Jing was also very angry, this group of gossiping courtiers!

Within a few days, he mentioned the matter of becoming an empress, packed himself up and gave it to the new emperor, and grandly lived in the Kunning Hall of the harem, becoming a serious new empress.

Several old officials were so angry that they almost vomited blood and died.

But his power is in the hands of the government and the public, no matter how ignorant he is, no one dares to refute it.

Duan Yue played around with him at first, but after a while, Duan Fei's condition deteriorated, and he lost the mood to play around, and stayed by Duan Fei's side all day long to take care of him.

Now he has been promoted from a dark guard to the emperor, and he has perfectly completed the counterattack mission, and the system rewards him with a wish.

Duan Yue then wished Duan Fei good health, a long life of a hundred years, and a lifetime of worry-free life.

But for some reason, Duan Fei never woke up, and his body showed no sign of improvement.

King Jing couldn't see him being sad, so he charged Duan Yunrui with treason soon, and wanted to execute Duan Yunrui, and at the same time, informed Zhao Jingyou of the news.

Zhao Jingyou has a prop in his hand that can bring the dead back to life.

In his previous life, Prince Jing had personally witnessed her saving the life of a dying general under his command, and it was precisely because of this that he treated her differently in his previous life.

Although Zhao Jingyou said he was flirtatious, he was still sincere to Duan Yunrui, and Prince Jing was sure that she would come to save him.

Sure enough, as he expected, as soon as the news was released, Zhao Jingyou came to look for him.

King Jing exchanged Duan Yunrui's life with her, finally bringing Duan Fei back to life.

After Duan Fei woke up, he was stunned for a while when he heard the news that Duan Yue had proclaimed himself emperor, as if he couldn't believe it.

Duan Yue threw himself into his arms and cried loudly, "Commander, I don't dare to be disobedient anymore, please don't scare me like this again, okay, I will be obedient in the future, and I will listen to you whatever you say! Just beg You will be safe and sound all your life, please be well..."

Duan Fei sighed, his brows and eyes softened, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks: "You are already the emperor, why do you still cry so much?"

Duan Yue sniffed, and said pitifully, "I don't care, Tong Xian promised me."

Duan Fei was helpless, thought for a while, raised his hand and said solemnly: "Minister, obey the order."

Seeing Duan Yue bursting into tears into a smile, he curved his lips for the first time, and said gently: "So, is Your Majesty satisfied?"

Duan Yue blushed shyly, "Not Your Majesty... I will always be the Commander's Little Sixteen..."

King Jing watched jealously, and when Duan Fei fell asleep, he picked up Duan Yue by the waist, brought Duan Yue into the Kunning Palace, pressed it on the couch, and said unhappily: "Your Majesty, I also want Your Majesty hug."

Duan Yue immediately died: "Get out, I'm tired and I need to sleep."

"The night is long, I will sleep with His Majesty."

"..." How could this dog prince be so shameless.

Duan Yue lifted his chin: "Let me play with you once, and I will sleep with you."

Prince Jing stripped himself naked without hesitation, and waved enthusiastically on the bed: "Come on, Your Majesty, come to my concubine."

Duan Yue: "..."

Fuck it, wilt thanks.

......

The night is cloudless and the moon is clear.

After the two finished their work, they lay down on the couch like fishes, you kissed me, I bit you, having so much fun.

Prince Jing suddenly stretched out his fingertips and tapped Duan Yue's throat.

Duan Yue blinked: "What's wrong?"

"Today, after seeing Duan Fei once, Emperor Zhong Cheng committed suicide."

Duan Yue said: "It should have been like this a long time ago, that is his retribution, do you feel sorry for your father?"

Prince Jing shook his head, "I just suddenly felt that it was very similar to the two of us in previous lives. If I didn't have this chance to do it all over again, I'm afraid I would regret it all my life in the underworld."

Duan Yue pursed his lips and curled up into a ball in his arms: "What do you think about so much, you are not the old emperor."

"Fortunately I'm not."

Prince Jing lowered his eyes and kissed his Adam's apple.

"Does it still hurt here?"

Duan Yue blinked, and finally realized why he mentioned this.

Probably thinking of the scalded throat of the old emperor, and thinking of him again, I feel guilty for a moment.

Duan Yue laughed: "It doesn't hurt now, if you inhale a few more times, it will really hurt."

Prince Jing's peach-blossom eyes were deep, and he stared at him quietly for a moment, then turned over and fell to the ground suddenly.

Duan Yue was startled: "What are you doing?"

King Jing cherished his right hand, bowed his head and kissed his fingertips reverently, half kneeling on the ground: "Your Majesty, I wish to serve you forever and ever, to be a slave or a knife, and to go through fire or water, whatever it takes."

Duan Yue was stunned for a while, his thin lips curled up slightly with a smile on his face, and he leaned over to kiss the center of his brow.

"allow."

--THAN--