Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

"Pomegranate, still... um, is there any more?" The third prince's mouth was full, his cheeks were bulging, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Duan Yue looked at the packing bags all over the floor, his heart ached so much that he was bleeding.

"Your Highness, it's gone, it's really gone."

You fucking ate six packs, at least give him one pack left!

The third prince swallowed it whole, took a sip of tea, and patted his stomach comfortably: "It's delicious!"

Duan Yue's eyes twitched.

Of course it’s delicious. This is half a month’s worth of stock. You can finish it in one day!

The third prince's eyes sparkled: "Sixteen, where did you get such a good thing, His Highness has never tasted such a delicious food!"

Find out about those who sell their bodies in exchange for it.

Duan Yue said, "Does your Highness's wound still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" The third prince shook his head like a rattle and looked at him excitedly.

It made Duan Yue inexplicably think of a little milk dog that Prince Jing had raised before...

Well, saying that seems to be scolding the third prince, and that dog was later slaughtered and eaten by King Jing.

"Since His Highness is not in pain, the servant will leave."

The third prince's face collapsed: "Are you leaving now?"

"Your Highness, the servant still has something to do."

"Just tell me what's going on, and my highness will send someone to help you!" The third prince pulled his sleeves, pitifully: "Sixteen, don't go, can you make it with me again? You haven't been with me for a long time. Speak."

Duan Yue patted his dog's head: "Your Highness, this is a very important matter, and this servant has to go. After you recover from your injury, this servant will accompany you to the hunting ground, okay?"

The third prince was still reluctant.

But the little dark guard begged like this, if he stopped him again, it would appear that he was petty.

"Then you have to remember what you said, and you are not allowed to go back on your word, otherwise... Otherwise, His Highness will put you in prison and tell you to starve to death inside!"

Duan Yue wanted to laugh, but held back, and said earnestly, "A promise is as good as it gets."

He came out of the meditation room and went straight to the courtyard where Emperor Zhongcheng rested.

The third prince stretched his neck, reluctantly waiting behind him.

"I thought you were planning to kill him when you brought him back."

Duan Yunrui walked out of the cubicle, looking at his younger brother who was deeply involved.

The third prince withdrew his gaze and looked back at him: "I won't kill him, and neither will you. He belongs to me, and no one is allowed to hurt him."

Duan Yunrui shook his head: "He has discovered our plan and is going to report to Sheng Ting. You shouldn't let him go at all."

The third prince snorted coldly: "Don't worry, it's not that easy to expose. If Duan Chuchu wants to frame him, it depends on whether he has the ability. Father doesn't believe him."

Duan Yunrui was silent for a moment.

"Achen, Duan Shiliu doesn't care about you. You will have to confront him sooner or later. There is no point in showing mercy now. It will only make you suffer more in the future."

"I know."

The third prince laughed, and looked back at the footprints in the yard that were gradually buried by the snow: "But it's okay, I don't need him to do anything for me, I just want him to be well."

Seeing that he had become obsessed with him, Duan Yunrui shook his head and left without persuading him.

……

The sky gradually revealed a rouge color.

The snow finally stopped, and the fiery red clouds drifted on the top of the mountain in the distance.

Duan Yue jumped into the courtyard, and said to Wang Lin who was guarding the gate: "Please trouble me to pass on the message, my servant has something to ask to see His Majesty."

Wang Lin smiled and opened the door for him: "My lord, please come in. Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

Duan Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded his thanks.

In the Zen room, sandalwood is curling up.

A screen was placed in the center, and the apricot-colored tent fluttered in the wind, covering the disheveled people in the room.

"Your Majesty, uh, no...this is in a monastery..."

Emperor Zhongcheng pressed the beautiful woman in red clothes under him, grabbed his long black hair, and slightly curled his thin lips: "You are used to lewdness, do you still care about these things?"

A majestic golden Buddha hangs overhead, looking down on his humiliating gesture.

Duan Fei gritted his teeth and was forced to bow his waist to bear his impact.

The wound on the shoulder was torn, and blood splattered, and the pain was severe.

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but Emperor Zhongcheng put his fingers into his mouth viciously, imitating the action of copulation, holding his tongue, and wantonly disturbing him, the movements under his body became more and more violent.

Duan Fei raised his neck, looking at the huge "Zen" character hanging on the wall, his eyes were blank.

Emperor Zhongcheng let out a muffled roar, and confessed in his body.

He took a few breaths, leaned over and bit the tip of Duan Fei's ear, and mocked in a low voice: "Wan Hua, you bite so tightly, do you want to give birth to a dragon heir for me?"

Duan Fei's pupils moved and looked at him mechanically.

There was still saliva left when he was teased at the corner of his mouth, and against that overly voluptuous face, he looked even more obscene.swing.

Emperor Zhongcheng took a heavy breath, and the dragon root that had just been released showed signs of raising his head again.

He pinched Duan Fei's chin and sneered: "You can be in heat in this holy place of Buddhism, and you still say that you are not a prostitute."

Duan Fei didn't make a sound.

The eyes looking at him are already far away. Although he is in the human world, his soul seems to have nowhere to escape.

Emperor Zhong Cheng wanted to say something else, but at this moment, voices came from outside the door.

Duan Yue is here.

"Wan Hua, tell me, if Yun Yue sees your dissolute appearance..." Emperor Zhong Cheng smiled playfully, "Will he hate you?"

Duan Fei's mind was pulled back suddenly, he grabbed his hand, his voice trembling: "No, you can't..."

"Of course I won't. How can a bastard like you dirty his eyes? Shut up and let him know you're here. Take care of your life!"

Emperor Zhong Cheng snorted coldly, pulled out, pushed Duan Fei away, and straightened his clothes.

The next moment, Duan Yue pushed the door open and entered.

Emperor Zhong Cheng put on a gentle smile just right on his face.

"Yun Yue, you're here."

Duan Yue bowed his hands in greeting and was about to speak.

Suddenly, Xiao Huangshu said: "Father's commander is also here."

Duan Yue paused and raised his head suddenly.

The screen is full of shadows, and people cannot be seen clearly, only a smear of bright red lingers on the ground.

The wind blows, and the melodious silver bells can be faintly heard.

There was a foul, musky smell in the air.

Duan Yue suddenly clenched his fists, trembling with anger.

He's not a fool, it's obvious what just happened.

Didn't Duan Fei sacrifice enough? How could the Dog Emperor bully him like this!

The little yellow book ding-dong: "Trigger the side mission: [Rescue Duan Fei], the progress of the mission is 0/100, daddy?"

Duan Yue took a deep breath, desperately restraining his anger: "Go!"

For the crimes Duan Fei suffered today, he must repay the dog emperor a thousand times!

Seeing him not moving for a while, Emperor Zhongcheng couldn't help but smiled: "What's the matter, why don't you speak? Don't you have something to tell me? Are you afraid that I will blame you? But it's okay to say it, don't be afraid."

Duan Yue gave up the idea of ​​telling the truth.

He originally planned to expose Prince Jing and the second prince together, and tell them to kill each other.

But now, he has changed his mind.

Rather than letting the old emperor fisherman benefit, he would rather Prince Jing, the dog, be prouder for a while.

Duan Yue tightened his jaw and knelt down: "Your Majesty, do you know who ordered the assassins to attack this time?"

Emperor Zhongcheng frowned: "Dongchang sent people to investigate, but there was no clue."

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? At that time, the assassin was holding a firecracker, which was extremely powerful."

"That's right, I'm still ordering someone to investigate the origin of this thing, why, Yunyue has a clue?"

Duan Yue nodded, and told about the matter of going out of the palace to purchase sulfur and saltpeter, but he concealed Zhao Jingyou's name, and only put all the blame on the second prince.

Emperor Zhongcheng's face darkened, and he slapped the table angrily: "Okay, the second child has gone against the sky! Yun Yue, you have made great achievements in this matter. After returning to the palace, I will definitely reward you heavily, so you can continue to do your best." To investigate this matter, we must find out the place where he hides the Huomen Spear!"

Duan Yue should be, and bid farewell.

Not long after, Duan Yunrui received a message from a dark thread, saying that after Duan Shiliu left, His Majesty scolded the second child in the meditation room, and he seemed out of breath.

He turned back: "Have you taken care of everything?"

"Why don't you worry about my work." The third prince lay on the table, carefully outlining the figure of the little secret guard: "This time it is called Duan Chuchu, what does it mean to lift a rock and smash yourself?" If you dare to steal someone from me, bah."

As soon as he finished speaking, he struggled again: "Hey, brother, you said that if I gave sixteen portraits as a birthday gift, would it be too thin?"

Duan Yunrui stretched out his head and took a look.

On the white birth announcement, there is a stick figure with ghost symbols.

"Who did you draw?"

"Sixteen, does it look like it?"

Duan Yunrui was silent for a moment, and did not comment on his younger brother's painting skills: "You should give him a sword, I think he lacks a handy weapon."

"You say that, it seems pretty good."

The third prince treasured his paintings and put them aside to dry, planning to frame them and hang them in his bedroom.

Duan Yunrui glanced at it, and was suddenly a little curious about what Duan Shiliu's expression would be if he saw this painting.

……

When the sun was about to set, Emperor Zhongcheng ordered to set off to return to the palace.

Before Duan Yue left, the Queen Mother called to him and gave him an agate bracelet, which he thought was too precious to accept.

The queen mother said something, it should have been his, but it was too late.

Duan Yue was confused for a long time.

He's not a girl, why does he want bracelets?Can't wear it again.

In the end, he couldn't refuse, so he could only put it in a small purse, thanking the Queen Mother.

The Seventh Prince's birthday banquet is tonight.

After returning to the palace, Duan Yue accompanied the sixth prince to rest for a while, then went to Fengyi Palace for a banquet.

Concubine Zhuang paid special attention to this birthday banquet, and specially ordered people to go to the mountains to pick snow lotuses, and put them into the glacier for viewing.

The red lights are continuous, the yard is full of long seats, and it is very lively.

Duan Yue walked on the spacious and bright corridor, looked at the blooming white lotus in the river, and asked the sixth prince: "Your Highness, tell me, does this snow lotus have lotus seeds?"

The sixth prince looked back at him: "Why, are you hungry?"

Duan Yue said: "I heard that snow mountain lotus is a treasure of heaven and earth, external application can cure all diseases, and internal use can strengthen the body. I don't know if it is true or not."

He wanted to steal some for Duan Fei to taste.

The sixth prince was funny, before he could speak, someone said: "If you want to eat, I'll pick it for you."

The two were stunned for a moment, and when they looked up, they saw Duan Chuchu, dressed in moon white, standing in the dark around the corner.

The scorching bright moon could not shine into his pair of cold peach blossom eyes.