Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

This is a big crime of infidelity.

A hidden guard who doesn't want to talk to his master, what does he want to do?

Are you rebelling?

The expressions of the people below changed suddenly, and their eyes swept over Duan Yue vaguely.The people of Dongchang and Jinyiwei squinted their eyes, as if they were watching a good show.

Duan Fei frowned and winked frequently, telling him to be more honest.

Emperor Zhongcheng has accumulated a lot of prestige, even if he is loved, he will never tolerate him being so presumptuous.

Duan Yue lowered his eyes and remained silent, ready to die.

He knew in his heart that he was actually somewhat clueless.

As a slave, having received the favor, being grateful, and willing to die are not enough to repay.

As for him, he is good, not only doesn't know how to be satisfied, but also takes pride in being favored and plays petty temper, which master can tolerate it?

But people who have been through the hell once are naturally stubborn and don't want to be manipulated or played by anyone again.

Even with a sword around his neck, he couldn't make him yield.

Duan Yue closed his eyes, and slammed his forehead on the ground: "Your Majesty, this servant does not want to follow any prince in this life, but only wants to serve in the secret guard camp, and go through life and death for the Duan family. Please do it!"

Emperor Zhong Cheng's eyes were deep and his complexion was gloomy, staring at Duan Yue who was bowing on the ground, he didn't speak for a long time.

The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, one moment's love can turn into a sharp knife the next moment, killing Qingqing.

No one dared to intercede for the little dark guard.

The imperial study room was dead silent, and the stagnant atmosphere seemed to imply murderous intent.

After a long time, only Duan Fei stood up stiffly, bit the bullet, and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, Xiao 16 is young and has an unstable temper. It's the slave who didn't discipline him well."

"If His Majesty punishes you, please punish the servant severely, spare Xiao Shiliu's life, and give him a chance to make amends."

Emperor Zhongcheng was heartbroken and laughed twice.

"Wan Hua, you have become more cautious and timid in the past two years. Who said that I will punish Yun Yue?"

Wanhua is the word he chose for Duan Fei.

Duan Fei has a beautiful face, but his name is too rigid. Emperor Zhong Cheng didn't like it, so he took the word "Wan Hua" to neutralize it.

It is such a high honor to be named by the emperor.

Duan Yue hated this title.

This is the flower name of the women in the brothel.

Emperor Zhongcheng clearly only regarded their leaders as prostitutes.Prostitutes are the things that serve people in Israel.

Their commander was originally a young chivalrous man admired by everyone in the world, and he was unrestrained and unrestrained.

Who would have thought that once entering the palace, she would become a servant that everyone can bully, it's really ironic.

But he is just a hidden guard, no matter how upset he is, he can only hold back.

"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with the commander. It is a slave who acted recklessly. Please punish him."

"What kind of punishment?" Emperor Zhong Cheng glared at him.

"All nonsense, if you get hurt, won't it be me who will feel sorry for you? What a big deal, it scares the two of you."

He beckoned Duan Yue to stand up, took his hand, and said to the crowd below:

"Yun Yue is arrogant, since he doesn't want to choose a master, let's put this matter on hold for now."

As he spoke, he curled his lips again, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, "Besides, Yun Jue and Chu Chu haven't arrived yet, so it's not good to make a reckless decision."

Everyone below agreed.

"Half a month later, the Ministry of Officials will inspect the achievements of all the officials, why not take this opportunity to verify the achievements of the princes."

"Third son, don't you want Yunyue? If you can come out on top this time, I will give you Yunyue, how about it?"

The third prince was overjoyed: "What the father said is true!?"

"What are you saying? I can still fool you? But if your homework is mediocre, don't think about it."

The third prince's pupils are shining brightly, and he is bound to win: "My son will definitely live up to my father's expectations!"

Then he said to Duan Yue: "Duan Shiliu, just wait, you will be His Highness's soon!"

......

When he came out of the imperial study, Duan Yue was listless, with his head drooping, and he didn't even notice Jiang Feichen greeted him.

Duan Fei didn't give him any face in front of everyone, and kicked his ass from behind: "Little bastard, you don't want to die! Who told you to fight against His Majesty, and still don't want to recognize the master? Who taught you? ?!"

Duan Yue was kicked in the mud, his back was torn, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

The third prince let out an "Hey" and quickly stepped forward to pull Duan Yue up.

"Commander Duan, what are you doing, take it easy, this is His Highness's personal secret guard in the future!"

He turned his head and took a careful look at the handsome and fair face of the little dark guard.

"It's alright."

Duan Yue's heart was complicated, he shook his head, took half a step back, and pulled away from his support.

The third prince didn't pay attention, and said to himself: "You should also be careful, the people who serve His Highness personally must not lose their appearance."

He also said that he would come to see him in a few days to learn martial arts, so that he could shine in front of his father.

In short, Duan Yue didn't listen to a single word of the obsessive chatter.

All he could think about was how to get rid of the third prince.

The third prince in the previous life had a miserable end, and he persecuted the dark guard camp the most. He didn't want to recognize this person as the master at all.

He finally got rid of the nagging third prince with the excuse of going to recuperate.

As soon as he returned to the dark guard camp, he was kicked by Duan Fei again and received several boards.

Duan Fei sternly taught him that since he became a secret guard, he should put away those little thoughts that shouldn't be there, and be a dog according to his duty. Whether it's the third prince or your majesty, it's his good fortune to see him. Not qualified to pick and choose.

He also said that it was fine for him to die alone, so don't involve the dark guard camp to be buried with him.

Duan Yue was upset.

So what if he is a hidden guard, he has been a dog all his life, is he going to work for the rest of his life for these wolf-hearted people?

After the people left, Duan Qi approached, picked him up, wiped his face, and called him Shiliu.

Duan Yue leaned on his shoulder and rubbed against him, feeling a little sad.

"Ah Qi, I want to go."

Duan Qi didn't speak, and patted his dog's head.

Duan Yue's injury was not healed, so he ran around. He was beaten again just now, and now he has a fever and his mind is dizzy.

Duan Qi carried him back to his dormitory, put him on the couch, and coaxed him to sleep.

……

That night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

After Jiang Feichen changed his shift, he sneaked into the cold palace alone.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has summoned the princes today to discuss the matter of winter hunting. If His Highness wants to take action, he can start preparations right now."

Prince Jing closed his eyes and remained silent.

Jiang Feichen was in a hurry: "Your Highness! Concubine Zhuang is persecuting everywhere. If you don't resist, she will succeed sooner or later. Now she is only the seventh highness to rely on. If the seventh highness dies, she will not be a threat! Winter hunting is the best time, and no one will." We found out that we did it!"

"Zhuang Zhiyin, the Seventh Prince is not a threat." Prince Jing's voice was flat.

He has the memory of his previous life, so he knows who is his worst enemy, and he is not in a hurry to deal with these two, it would be bad to show his feet.

"Don't talk about that, Emperor Zhongcheng urgently summoned Duan Yue today...Duan Shiliu, why?"

Jiang Feichen paused, thinking of the handsome little dark guard, said in a deep voice: "It is a matter of choosing the master for the Xuanwei. I heard that the Third Highness begged for the Sixteenth Lord in public."

Prince Jing's crow's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyelids, his twinkling peach blossom eyes were as cool as water in the snow-colored moonlight.

"Did he agree?"