Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

He is born with the best medicine body, and has a strong self-healing ability.

Such a severe burn, in just a few days, has healed so well that even the scars are very shallow.

Emperor Zhong Cheng's warm fingertips lightly touched his back, slowly stroking along the slender and beautiful butterfly bones, like playing with a piece of precious porcelain.

The little dark guard has a humble status, but his body is noble and graceful, just like a gift from heaven.

"It got better so fast." The tone was like emotion.

Duan Yue felt that there was something in his words, so he made an uneasy "hmm".

Emperor Zhongcheng withdrew his hands, put his clothes on him, as if he mentioned it casually:

"Yesterday, Zhiyin offered me a Taoist master who is good at refining the elixir of immortality, but unfortunately there is still a lack of a medicine man."

Duan Yue suddenly turned to look at him.

Emperor Zhong Cheng smiled at him: "I was thinking, if Yun Yue were to be the medicine man, the effect would be very good."

Duan Yue's throat tightened, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He knows about it!

In the previous life, it was because the old emperor was incompetent, listened to the slander of his favorite concubine, and tried to refine the immortality elixir, killing thousands of innocent people, which aroused public anger, and finally caused turmoil in the government and the public, and frequent civil riots.

The reason why Prince Jing was able to overthrow the princelings later was because at this time, he volunteered to put down the chaos, win over the military power, and accumulated a lot of connections.

Duan Twelve also died at this time.

He wanted to expose the deception of the elixir of life, but was hated by the Taoist priest, and offered slander, so that Emperor Zhong Cheng turned Twelve into a medicine man, drained his blood alive, and died.

Duan Yue remembered the cause and effect, and his heart was bleeding with hatred.

He climbed out of the bed and knelt in front of Emperor Zhong Cheng: "Your Majesty, I am willing to test the medicine for Your Majesty, I am honored!"

This time, he will never let Duan Twelve go into this muddy water.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Zhongcheng changed his mind after hearing his promise so simply, and said with a smile: "Yun Yue is too worried, I don't like you enough, how can I be willing to ask you to be a medicine man? Don't be afraid, I can't do it." Just mention it casually."

But Duan Yue didn't dare to relax his vigilance: "Sharing His Majesty's worries is the responsibility of a slave, and I dare not refuse."

"I suffer from insomnia at night, Yun Yue might as well share this worry for me first."

Emperor Zhongcheng smiled, patted the bed beside him, and said to him, "Come up, talk to me."

Duan Yue hesitated for a moment, took off his outer shirt and cloth boots, climbed onto the couch, and lay down stiffly.

Emperor Zhong Cheng smiled lowly, leaned forward, kissed him on the cheek, and embraced him in his arms.

Duan Yue thought to himself, if the old emperor dared to do anything to him, he would not let him succeed even if he tried his best to kill the king.

Fortunately, Emperor Zhong Cheng was very well-behaved, except for kissing and hugging, he did not do other excessive things, which made Duan Yue dispel the idea of ​​violence.

He didn't dare to sleep at all, stuck in the emperor's arms like a log, kept his eyes open and stared for a whole night, stayed up until dawn, and waited for the emperor to get up and go to court.

It wasn't until Dongchang Fanzi came to take over the shift that he was able to relax. He staggered and fell to the ground, another dog gnawed on the mud.

Duan Twelve stepped forward, hooked his collar, lifted him up, and sighed sincerely:

"Xiao Shiliu, you are so brave, you dare to sleep with the man in charge."

Brave little sixteen, just want to cry.

As soon as he returned to the Dark Guard Camp, Duan Yue was called over by the commander.

He knelt on the ground trembling.

Before Duan Fei opened his mouth, he kowtowed frantically, "Commander, I know I was wrong! I was wrong! I will never dare to climb the dragon couch again!"

Duan Fei wore a fiery red and golden gown, his slender ankles were clasped with silver bells, and his slender ankles were exposed, his gorgeous eyebrows were deeply twisted: "What nonsense are you talking, I called you here for the prince's school examination."

Duan Yue was stunned: "You don't hit me."

Duan Fei sneered, and grabbed the steel whip wrapped around his wrist: "What, it's itchy, you still want to be beaten?"

Duan Yue immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"Ah Chen..." Duan Fei wanted to say something, but stopped when he reached the edge of his mouth, and sneered with sarcasm: "Forget it, that old bastard, who can stop what he wants to do, you don't have to worry about it." I."

Duan Yue knew that the leader of his family only entered the palace for the sake of the old emperor.

He felt ashamed: "Don't worry, Commander, Sixteen will never take love away."

"Little bastard who is only in his teens and has not even grown his hair yet. You know what love is."

Duan Fei didn't care, and told him about the news he heard from the court today.

Starting tomorrow, the Sixteen Xuanwei will follow the princes to study together, and the roster is determined by default.

The second prince asked for a paragraph two.

The third prince named Duan Yue.

Duan Si followed the sixth prince, Duan Qi followed the seventh prince, and Duan Twelve took care of the ninth prince.

As for the fourth prince...he was sent to the cold palace to face the wall and think about his mistakes, but he was not among them.

"However, I heard that the Fourth Highness went down to ask His Majesty to continue studying yesterday evening, but I don't know if His Majesty agreed."

Duan Yue tilted his head and was distracted.

I thought to myself that it was because of this matter that King Jing went to the old emperor yesterday.

That's right, he is so ambitious, how can he tolerate being left behind.

"Third Prince holds grudges. Since you have followed him, you can't lose your temper. He sent someone to pass a message, saying that he will come to ask you about archery in the evening, did you hear me?"

"Little Sixteen? Duan Sixteen?"

Duan Fei yelled a few times, seeing him standing still, kicked him with a cold face, and roared:

"I asked you did you hear that?!"

Duan Yue rolled a few somersaults on the ground, with a disheveled face: "I heard that."

In fact, he didn't know what Duan Fei was talking about at all, he was admonishing him, but he didn't care.

evening.

The winter is cold and windy.

Duan Yue was wrapped in a thick padded jacket, and was about to go to the Leng Palace, passing the Martial Arts Field, when several hidden guards stopped him.

"Sixteen, where are you going? The third prince is coming soon."

What does the third prince have to do with him?

"You want to teach the third prince how to archery, have you forgotten?"

Xiao Shiliu is finished, he is so stupid.

Duan Yue thought for a while, and vaguely remembered that Duan Fei seemed to tell him to forget something.

Could it be this? !

What happened, he even told Prince Jing that he wanted to find him, and Prince Jing would not die of anger.

He was about to go to Lenggong, and told Prince Jing not to wait and go to bed quickly.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the third prince brought people here in a mighty way.

He is not alone, and he is also bringing his elder brother, the second prince Duan Yunrui, His Highness the Crown Prince who will be in power in the future.

On the martial arts arena, Wu Yangyang, the dark guard, knelt down.

The third prince waved his hands impatiently, causing everyone to back off and clear the field, leaving only Duan Yue alone.

"Sixteen! Accompany me to play the archery game from last time again, hurry up, brother Huang doesn't believe that my highness can hit every shot!"

He couldn't wait to hold Duan Yue's hand and lead him to Duan Yunrui.

"Tell him yourself, is your Highness sure to hit every hit!"

Duan Yue patiently saluted the second prince respectfully.

This is a ruthless character with sharp wrists, an opponent who can confront Prince Jing in the future, but he is not like the third prince who can be fooled casually.

Duan Yue said honestly: "Back to the second highness, the third highness's riding and shooting skills are indeed piercing Yang with a hundred steps."

If you wear thousands of clothes and don't wear them, you can't go wrong with flattering.

Duan Yunrui's eyes fell on him, calm and calm, neither angry nor angry.

After a long silence, he only asked, "Are you Duan Shiliu?"