Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Under the snowy sky, he stood under the dry bamboo and pine rocks, looking at the snow-capped mountains and rivers in the distance, there was a emptiness hidden in his eyes that no one could see through, as if he was isolated from the world.

Prince Jing stopped walking, raised his head and stared at him blankly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Duan Yue was so far away from him.

"Fourth Highness." Duan Yue quickly spotted the person, withdrew his boring emotions, looked down at him, with a mocking smile on his lips: "Why didn't you go with your people? Can't move anymore?"

Prince Jing avoided answering, "Are you waiting for me?"

Duan Yue chuckled again: "Do you think it's possible?"

A whistle.

Prince Jing followed the prestige and saw a pure white snow eagle swooping down from the sky.

It was the messenger falcon of the Darkguard Battalion.

Duan Yue stretched out his arm, Xue Ying landed on his arm obediently, and put the letter box in his mouth in his palm.

Duan Yue patted the top of his head: "Thank you for your hard work, Ah Bao, I'll bring you something delicious when I go back."

Ah Bao let out a happy whistle, flapped his wings and rubbed his cheeks, and flew into the sky.

Duan Yue opened the letter box.

It was the news from the intelligence department of the palace that Concubine Zhuang Guifei brought people to Jinyiwei, forcibly extracted Wu Zheng from the imperial prison and brought him back to the palace.

If he guessed right, he must be preparing for the palace banquet tonight.

Duan Yue turned his eyes and looked at Duan Chuchu who was standing under the rock in a daze.

I don't know if Lord Dog knows about this.

"Your Highness, I'm going back, you can go slowly by yourself."

When Prince Jing looked up, the dark guard had already disappeared under the tree.

The snow is barren, only footprints are left.

Like his heart, empty.

He stood for a while, climbed up the rock with difficulty, and wobbled up the mountain.

Duan Yue didn't use lightness kung fu, he walked not too fast, King Jing could still see his back from a distance.

The little dark guard seemed to be waiting for him intentionally or unintentionally.

Enduring the pain, Prince Jing walked faster, trying to catch up with him, but he didn't notice that the water under his feet was frozen, and suddenly slipped and fell on the steps, rolling several times before stopping.

He took a deep breath and held his legs, unable to stand up.

When he looked up again, Duan Yue's figure had disappeared.

he's gone.

Prince Jing lowered his eyes, unable to tell whether the feeling of loneliness hovering in his heart was what it was.

"Duan Chuchu, are you going to leave or not?"

Suddenly, a clear and youthful voice came from above his head.

Prince Jing was slightly startled, and raised his head.

He saw the young guard in black squatting on the top of a tree looking at him, chewing a bud that had just sprouted in his mouth, his brows and eyes furrowed with impatience.

He is back.

At that moment, Prince Jing's heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly came alive with joy, and his peach blossom eyes were like the sun shining through the dark clouds in the sky, shining brightly.

Duan Yue was so stabbed that he squinted his eyes, subconsciously covering his eyes.

Lord Dog is too beautiful.

Why did God bestow such a beautiful appearance on a scumbag? It's so unfair.

He knocked on the branch and urged: "Climb quickly, I'm still waiting to go back to my life."

Prince Jing nodded and stood up staggeringly, but because of the severe pain in his thigh, he groaned unbearably and fell forward.

The corner of Duan Yue's mouth twitched, spit out grass sprouts, jumped down in an instant, bent and squatted in front of him.

Prince Jing lay on his back firmly.

"Sixteen..." He took a breath and closed his eyes tiredly: "Thank you."

"Trash." Duan Yue scolded him and picked him up.

Prince Jing was very thin, his body was light and light, and he didn't weigh much.

Duan Yue has great strength, and it is easy to carry people on his back. With a few light steps, he arrived at the mountain gate in a short while.

Emperor Zhongcheng and others had already arrived at Jing'an Temple and entered first.

He really didn't care about his fourth son at all, and only Wang Lin was left guarding in front of the temple gate.

"Oh, Mr. Sixteenth, you are finally here. His Majesty was so worried that he almost went down the mountain to find you in person."

Duan Yue said: "I'm sorry to trouble your father-in-law to wait here. It's your servant's fault. Your Majesty is troubled."

"Hey, that's what I said, as long as you're fine." Wang Lin patted his arm, and then glanced at the drowsy Prince Jing on his shoulder.

This time, his attitude was much colder, and he only said: "The Fourth Highness has also returned. Your Majesty asked the miscellaneous family to warn you, you are a big man, be careful next time you are in danger, and don't always involve the Sixteenth Lord to accompany you suffer together."

Duan Yue looked back at Prince Jing.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked calm: "Yes, my son obeys the order."

Wang Lin nodded casually, and when he looked at Duan Yue, he smiled again: "Your Majesty Sixteen, don't stand at the door, it's so cold, come in quickly, Your Majesty has been waiting for you in the Buddhist hall for a long time."

Duan Yue followed him in.

Although Jing'an Temple is a national temple, its construction is simple and unadorned. The old moss accumulated on the wall bricks shows the long history of this temple.

Because of being on the mountain, there are not many pilgrims.

The courtyard was deserted, the roads were lined with guards from the Imperial Army, and only a few monks were sweeping the snow.

"Hello benefactors."

A young bald-headed monk came up to him, with pink cheeks and baby fat on his face: "The abbot sent young monks to invite some benefactors in."

Wang Lin said: "This is Master Chanying."

Duan Yue raised his eyebrows: "Mage?"

Just this kid?Isn't this as big as the stupid Ninth Prince?

Wang Lin explained to him as he walked: "My lord doesn't know something. Master Chanying is born with wisdom. It is said that he is the reincarnation of the Buddha. He has entered the temple since he was born. He has extremely high attainments in Buddhism."

Duan Yue stared at the child in front of him who was staggering even when he was walking, his eyes were full of suspicion.

He and Prince Jing beeped softly: "Do you believe it? Why do I think it's so unreliable?"

Prince Jing opened his eyes, looked at him, and said weakly, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I only believe in myself."

Duan Yue twitched the corners of his mouth: "You're pretty good at putting on a show."

"Pretentious, what do you mean?"

"Well, it means you are beautiful."

Little Huang Shu laughed out loud: "Father, you lied to him like this, what if he finds out later?"

"No, don't worry, he can't see the book."

Duan Yue recently read that book over and over many times, and learned a lot of new words from it, which made him yearn for the "modern world" where Princess Jing lives.

It was hard for him to imagine what a world where everyone was equal would look like.

When he was wandering in the sky, the little monk Chanying stopped in front of him, turned his head and said in a milky voice, "Benefactor, we have arrived. Your Majesty and the abbot are waiting inside. Please let the sixteenth benefactor and His Highness go in, and the rest stay here."

Duan Yue nodded: "Thank you."

He put Duan Chuchu down: "Can I go?"

Prince Jing nodded, but he staggered after taking only one step.

"Forget it, I'll help you in." Duan Yue stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and half pulled him into his arms.

Prince Jing was startled, and turned to look at him.

Duan Yue curled his lips at him: "Do you think I treat you very well?"

Prince Jing dodged his eyes.

Every time the little dark guard smiled, he felt that this person was glowing, so beautiful that he couldn't get close.

He turned his face and nodded: "...very, good."

Duan Yue's smile deepened, and he leaned closer to his ear, whispering ambiguously: "Then, are you tempted?"

Prince Jing raised his head suddenly.

Duan Yue took a step back and said with a smile, "Let's go, Fourth Highness."

Prince Jing touched his heart.

For a long time, I felt my heart beating violently.

The last time I felt this way was when Duan Yue blocked the knife for him and his soul flew away.

He really wanted to ask the little dark guard what that sentence meant.

However, the little dark guard's side face was stern, and his sword could not enter.

It gave him a very strong premonition that if he asked at this time, he would only get disdain and ridicule.

He tried his best to suppress those churning emotions into the bottom of his heart, regained his composure, and followed Duan Yue into the Buddhist hall.

As soon as you enter your eyes, you will see the solemn and solemn golden Buddha, guarded by eighteen arhats and golden men standing on both sides.

On the futon in front of the hall, the Empress Dowager and Emperor Zhongcheng knelt to pay respects to the Buddha, and the other princes knelt beside them.

In a scene that should be full of Zen, for some reason, it is inexplicably weird and tense.

Duan Fei gave him a look from a distance, telling him to be careful.

Duan Yue's expression became serious, he let go of Prince Jing's hand, and knelt down to pay his respects.

Emperor Zhong Cheng opened his eyes: "The fourth child was brought back safely."

Duan Yue hesitated, worried that he was overthinking, so he covered it up: "The Sixth Highness ordered the servants to search for clues to the assassin, and met the injured Fourth Highness on the way, so they escorted His Highness on the way back."

"Is the fourth brother injured?"

Duan Yue glanced at the person beside him.

King Jing stepped forward and knelt down: "Going back to Emperor Father, it's just a scratch from the sword, it doesn't hinder you."

"Is that so?" Emperor Zhong Cheng didn't understand what he meant, "People and horses everywhere suffered heavy losses, you are lucky."

Duan Yue always felt that there was something in his words.

But the old emperor didn't say much, after asking a few words, he told everyone to retreat together.

When he was resting in the meditation room, His Highness the Sixth Highness said: "Master Chanying just now, oh, it is the little monk who led you in."

Duan Yue nodded, indicating that he knew.

"He released the lottery for His Majesty, saying yes..." His Highness the Sixth Highness said this, and looked at Prince Jing hesitantly.

Prince Jing's face was calm: "But it's okay to say."

Duan Yue said: "The heavens have a catastrophe, only the four sons of the emperor can solve it."

His Royal Highness was a little surprised: "You know?"

Duan Yue tilted his head and glanced at King Jing: "The solution is to kill the disaster star of the fourth son of the emperor, so that the emperor and the country can be restored to peace, right?"

His Highness the Sixth Highness nodded, with worry in his eyes: "Master Chanying said that the evil star harmed Ziwei, and it will change in the near future. This attack was blamed on the fourth brother by the father."

Duan Yue murmured: "It turns out that Jin Yiwei and Dongchang are keeping secrets, and this is what they came up with..."

The sixth prince looked at him: "Why, what did you find?"

Duan Yue shook his head, but did not tell him that the second prince set up an ambush.

Duan Yunrui is a powerful character, if one more person knows about this matter, the more dangerous it will be.

"Your Highness, from now on, you'd better stay away from Fourth Highness."

"Sixteen?" This was in front of Prince Jing.

His Highness the Sixth Prince was about to say something when Duan Yue interrupted him: "Your Highness, you have to think more about yourself and His Highness Ninth Prince. Since you and His Royal Highness Ninth Prince don't participate in the seizure of the heir apparent, getting involved will only cause harm. I will not tolerate the two of you being carefree."

Prince Jing was silent.

His Highness Six looked at him, and argued: "Fourth brother won't..."

"How do you know he can't? Don't you know what kind of man he is?"

Seeing that the two were about to argue.

King Jing interrupted: "Ah Pei, stop talking, just listen to Duan Shiliu."

Duan Yue paused for a moment, feeling that he seemed to have gone a little too far.

He said no more, bowed his hand to plead guilty, and left the house.

His Highness the Sixth Prince glanced at his back and sighed: "Fourth Brother, you should explain clearly to Sixteen."

"There's nothing to explain. He's right."

Prince Jing also stood up and walked into the courtyard.

Standing in the snow is the tall and straight figure of the dark guard, with his back as straight as a sword, but with boundless loneliness.

There are many people around Duan Yue.

But no one really knew him.

From beginning to end, he has only himself.

Prince Jing stopped to watch for a while, and was about to leave when the guards came to report that the third prince had arrived.

Before he could speak, he heard Yuemen's angry shout, Duan Yunchen grabbed a pure white snow eagle, rushed in excitedly, and hugged Duan Yue:

"Duan Sixteen! Look quickly, what His Highness has caught!"