Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue's back hit the ground, and there was a sharp pain in the corners of his shoulder bones.

But he didn't cry out in pain, he just looked at Prince Jing calmly: "Because I'm such a lowly and despicable person, Duan Chuchu, do you understand?"

Prince Jing sat on his chest, clutching his clothes tightly: "You are not, you are not."

Duan Yue sneered: "You pushed me into the abyss, and now you are trying to pull me back in vain. There is no such a happy thing in the world. When things are dirty, they are dirty. No matter how you wash them, they will not be clean!"

"You are not allowed to say it!"

"What do you know, get out of the way, don't provoke me, or I will make you never come back!"

The scarlet in Prince Jing's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he bit his chattering lips.

Because of too much force, the teeth collided, and a stream of blood splashed out.

Duan Yue yelled in pain, and pushed him away: "Are you crazy?"

Prince Jing glanced at him, got up, and left without looking back.

Neuropathy!

Duan Yue cursed from the bottom of his heart.

After a while, he looked down at his hands in a complicated manner, and covered his head in despair, as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

He thought he had forgotten.

However, when he dreamed at midnight, those cold peach blossom eyes would always appear in his mind over and over again, full of disgust and ridicule.

Si Chengxue waited in the courtyard not long before someone came out.

It was the milk dumpling that resembled Duan Chuchu.

"Why didn't Sixteen come out with you?"

Nai Tuanzi glanced at him coldly, arrogantly and indifferently, walked out with short legs and hands behind his back.

Si Chengxue frowned.

This fart looks exactly like Duan Chuchu, could it be his son?No, how old is Duan Chuchu?

In a blink of an eye, Duan Yue opened the door in a daze.

The small dark guard, who was always upright, looked like a wilted grass, with a dark cloud gathering above his head.

Si Chengxue's eyes flickered lightly: "Didn't you ask?"

"Hire."

Si Chengxue raised his eyebrows, since he was recruited, why did he frown.

"Who messed with you."

Duan Yue glanced at him faintly: "Factory Supervisor, we are not familiar with each other."

The implication is not to inquire so much.

Si Chengxue pursed her lips, and did not confess her identity, she just said: "My reward has already been paid, Duan Shiliu, you should also let me know your sincerity."

Duan Yue raised his eyes slowly: "Does the factory supervisor remember that he once found out who the murderer was, but later, no matter how he recalled it, he couldn't remember the face and identity of that person."

Si Chengxue looked up at him suddenly: "How do you know!?"

"It's not important. What's important is that the factory supervisor's memory is confused because someone tampered with your incense burner."

Duan Yue fixed his gaze on him: "Mie Si's family is full of people, and they are hiding beside the factory supervisor."

Si Chengxue's smile gradually disappeared: "Who?"

"In this world, who else is the only person who can approach you when the factory supervisor is asleep."

At this time, someone from below came to report that Si Lin's 120 lashes had been executed.

He was covered in bloodstains and was dragged over in embarrassment.

Duan Yue narrowed his eyes: "The director of the factory might as well make a guess for himself, I think you already have the answer in your mind about the candidate."

Si Chengxue's eyes sank.

He glanced at the weak Si Lin.

"Supervisor, the captain has already realized his mistake, if this continues, people may die..."

Si Chengxue took a deep breath, not knowing how to suppress the killing intent.

He calmly walked in front of Si Lin, squatted down, caressed his pale face with his overly slender nails, and lightly stroked the clear and fragile blood vessels in his throat.

Si Lin started to charge with difficulty.Eyes of blood, heart angina, hoarse voice called him: "Master..."

"Si Lin knew it was wrong." He begged with a trembling voice, "I beg the governor to forgive me, Si Lin promises that I will not fail again, I beg the governor to save Si Lin's life and serve you loyally."

Si Chengxue grabbed his neck suddenly, and said in a dark tone, "This governor has no shortage of loyal people. What is your life worth?"

Si Lin was gradually suffocating, but those pitch-black eyes were always staring at Si Chengxue, feeling guilt, love, madness, inferiority, and reluctance.

Countless complex emotions were intertwined, making him almost crazy.

Si Chengxue suddenly let go.

He got up and closed his eyes: "Put people down and pass on to the imperial physician."

Duan Yue didn't know what he was thinking.

"Aren't you going to kill him?"

"At his age, he can't be the murderer."

Si Chengxue is more than 20 years old this year, and Si Lin is only [-] years old. He was not even born [-] years ago.

"Why did he cover up for the real murderer, and what is the relationship between that person and him?"

"That's another price." Duan Yue waved his hand, "It's a happy cooperation. Next time I have something to discuss with the factory supervisor."

Si Chengxue stood there for a long time.

The snow fell on his face, bringing a icy chill.

He didn't know why he spared Si Lin.

Maybe it's a memory of a past life.

Hundreds of people pursued and killed him, but Si Lin still defended him with all his might, ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and he wanted to hug him, climbed to the top of the mountain step by step, knocking on doors everywhere to beg someone to take him in.

He even remembered that when he jumped off the cliff, Si Lin held him in his arms, used his body as a buffer for him, and told him that he would be fine.

It's just that he will never forget that at the end, he revealed his hole cards to Prince Jing, making him a prisoner, and he is also Si Lin, his right-hand man cultivated by himself.

Until his death, he never saw the traitor again.

If Si Lin really had something to do with the murderer, then he...

"Master, a letter from Concubine Zhuang."

A high-pitched voice interrupted his thoughts.

Si Chengxue suppressed her killing intent and took the pink letterhead.

It's an invitation.

The Seventh Prince's birthday banquet is coming.

......

Duan Yue went back to the palace alone.

The sixth prince had already finished school, seeing him waiting outside Zishan Hall alone, he couldn't help but glance behind him.

"Four... what about the child?"

"lost."

Seeing that he was out of his mind, the sixth prince couldn't help but said: "What conflicts are you guys having?"

Duan Yue frowned: "It's not about the servant, it's because he's too annoying."

The sixth prince said as he walked, "Chang'an has not been peaceful recently, a child running around outside will cause accidents."

"He's not a real kid."

"Ok?"

Duan Yue realized that he had slipped his tongue, and immediately pursed his lips: "It's nothing."

"sixteen......"

The sixth prince wanted to persuade him, but from his standpoint, he couldn't say too much.

He just said: "Tomorrow is my seventh brother's birthday, you can accompany me out of the palace and choose some gifts to take with you."

Duan Yue should be.

The sixth prince went to the Concubine Lotus Hall and brought the ninth prince with him.

The Eighth Princess was playing chess with the Ninth Prince, when she heard this, she burst into tears and wanted to play.

The two couldn't take care of them, so they brought Duan Twelve with them.

On Duan Twelve's left shoulder is six-year-old Duan Siwan, and on his right shoulder is five-year-old Duan Yunzhou, who needs to be breastfeeding and tell stories at other times.

Seeing his brother suffering, Duan Yue's mood immediately improved a lot miraculously.

The sixth prince thought that he was in a good mood because he was out of the palace to play, and said: "You have nothing to do with me, why don't you come out to relax from time to time, it's really boring to be confined in the palace all the time."

Duan Yue replied: "Okay."

He got closer again, and whispered: "Thank you, Your Highness."

The sixth prince's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Duan Shiliu was naturally handsome and gentle, if he didn't have a master, he would be moved.

He sighed and asked the system: "Where is fourth brother now?"

The system pointed out the way.

Duan Yunpei thought for a while, and remembered that there was a candy cake shop there, so he said to Duan Yue: "I want to eat candy cakes."

Duan Yue looked at him with clear eyes: "The servant is going to buy it for His Highness. What flavor does His Highness want to eat?"

Very understanding and well behaved.

The sixth prince wanted to sigh even more.

"There is a pineapple cake on the corner of East Street. It tastes very good. Can Shiliu buy it there?"

Duan Yue nodded, and before leaving, he asked Twelve and the rest of the guards to protect him well before leaving.

The Seventh Prince loves writing and ink, so Duan Yunpei took advantage of this spare time to go to a well-known brush and ink shop, and bought a few new inkstones called Shengxuan.

There are still a few volumes of rare and ancient paintings in his room, and they will be sent together at that time.

After the purchase was complete, he thought of something, and asked Duan Twelve, "Do you know if Shiliu has any special favorites?"

Duan Twelve thought for a while: "Sixteen likes to kill people."

Sincerely.

The sixth prince was silent: "I mean, the gifts he likes, such as...weapons?"

The sword in Shiliu's hand was equipped by the Dark Guard Camp, and he had never been seen cleaning and maintaining it.

He himself said that things that kill people don't last long, just be sharp, and replace them when they get rusty.

Duan Twelve said: "Does Your Highness want to give Shiliu a gift?"

"That's right. I saw that his saber was gone. The dagger I've been using for the past few days is about to be reforged as a gift for him." It can also increase the favorability.

"In a few days, it will be the day when the dark guards distribute weapons, and the long sword should not be used."

Duan Twelve glanced at him, and seriously suggested: "Your Highness, why don't you give him gold? He is poor, so he will definitely like it."

The sixth prince coughed.

Pills, he forgot to give Shiliu money.

That pineapple cake was sold as a court tribute, which was surprisingly expensive.

......

Duan was tied up in the store by five flowers, and the shopkeeper with a strong and scarred face looked at him unkindly: "It's you, kid, who reneged on buying things, and want to eat Bawang crisps?"

"..."

Duan Yue swallowed his saliva, "Shopkeeper, if you have something to discuss, I am actually His Majesty's..."

"I don't care who you are! Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, you still have to pay!"

Duan Yue was sprayed all over his face with his saliva, closed his eyes and gave up struggling: "Yes, I didn't say no."

"Tell me, where is the money? Do you dare not give it? Have you seen the opposite side? That is the biggest brothel on this street. If you don't give me the money, I will sell you there!"

Duan Yue looked out.

He was really lucky, and he saw a pair of Bi people walking side by side on the long street.

"Second Highness! Princess!"

Zhao Jingyou paused, then looked back at Duan Yunrui suspiciously: "Why did I hear someone calling me?"

"I heard it too." Duan Yunrui looked around: "Did you talk to anyone when you left the palace?"

"No, we are here..." She lowered her voice, "How could I leak my whereabouts?"

Seeing the two of them stop, Duan Yue immediately said to the shopkeeper: "My master is here, please go and stop him!"

The shopkeeper was skeptical and asked the man to bring them in.

"Duan Sixteen?" Zhao Jingyou was extremely surprised, "You, why are you tied up here?" The majestic Royal Xuanwei, I haven't seen such a pull in a few days.

Duan Yue's face froze: "The servant bought cakes for His Highness the Sixth Highness. I didn't realize that I was too shy. Could you please ask the princess to borrow some silver taels? I will definitely return it when I return to the palace."

Zhao Jingyou sneered, and was about to mock him.

Duan Yunrui untied the purse directly from his waist, and handed it over: "There are 5000 taels of silver in it, is it enough?"

Duan Yue was taken aback.

Zhao Jingyou also stared wide-eyed: "Second Highness! This money is..."

Duan Yunrui stopped him, knelt down and untied Duan Yue himself.

Being tied up for too long, his blood was not smooth, when Duan Yue got up, his feet swayed slightly.

Duan Yunrui quickly supported him.

"Where is sixth brother? I'll take you back."

Zhao Jingyou stomped his feet angrily: "Your Highness, didn't you promise Ah You to accompany Ah You..."

She stopped talking while she was talking, tears streaming down her face, and she looked at Duan Yunrui accusingly.

Seeing this, Duan Yue quickly backed away: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, but 5000 taels is too much, slave..."

"I can't afford it".

Before the three words were uttered, a small body suddenly broke into the doorway, bumped into Duan Yue's thigh and hugged tightly, and clapped his small hand, two 5000 taels of silver bills.

"1 taels, is it enough?"

Duan Yue lowered his head and stared at the little boy.

"Why are you here?"

Prince Jing's small face was still covered with ashes, but with a solemn expression, he deliberately pushed away Duan Yunrui who was too close, and then put the banknote on Duan Yue's stomach, patted it, and raised his voice: "1 taels, is it enough?"

The corner of Duan Yue's mouth twitched, and he picked up the child: "If you don't go back to Jinyiwei, what are you doing here?"

"I don't smoke." Prince Jing consciously found a comfortable position in his arms, put his arms around his neck, and said seriously, "Follow the business."

Bah, just your small body.

Duan Yue took the two bank notes: "Where do you put the money?"

"In the bag."

Duan Yue reached into his bosom to feel it, and found a small pouch, embroidered with small goldfish and lotus flowers.

He took it out and poured a few ingots of broken silver to the shopkeeper.

After paying the bill, he stuffed the remaining copper coins and banknotes back into his purse, and stuffed them into his little chest.

Prince Jing didn't want it, and held his face in his hands: "For Sixteen."

Duan Yue opened him impatiently: "What do I need money for?"

"Give sixteen, give all sixteen, sixteen is not dirty, I want sixteen."

He hugged Duan Yue's neck tightly, kicked his short legs wildly, his voice choked up: "Sixteen, sixteen, don't go."

Duan Yue's nose was filled with a milky fragrance, sweet and soft.

He was stunned for a while, and then pulled Prince Jing away.

"Second Highness, this slave has something to do, so I'll take my leave first." After saying that, he picked up the chick and fled through the door.

Duan Yunrui frowned: "Who is this child? He and the fourth brother..."

Zhao Jingyou gritted his teeth.

Others may not believe it, but she is sure that that child must be Duan Chuchu!What the hell is he going to do?

Duan Yue ran wildly all the way, and only put Prince Jing down when he reached a corner.

"How do you know I'm here, you follow me?"

Prince Jing looked into his eyes: "Do something."

"Don't lie."

Prince Jing paused, and said in a childish voice, "Jiang Feichen sent a letter saying that Zhao Jingyou secretly made a batch of extremely lethal weapons. Let me investigate."

"The forbidden army is dead? What did you call a child to investigate?"

Prince Jing frowned: "It's not small."

Duan Yue rolled his eyes and asked again: "Where did you get the 1 taels?"

"I ordered someone to pretend to be a businessman and plan to purchase a batch of weapons from Zhao Jingyou. This is money."

So, Duan Yunrui's 5000 taels was also used to buy these weapons?

Such a good thing, how can we not let the sixth prince get a share of the pie.

Duan Yue carried the little boy on his shoulder: "Let's go."

Duan Chuchu lay on his shoulders, her round peach eyes widened, and grandma asked, "Where are we going?"