Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was trying to recruit him.

"Your Highness, the qualifications of this servant are mediocre, so I dare not..."

Duan Yunrui raised his hand to stop him: "You don't need to rush to answer me, Mr. Duan, people's choices are not static, maybe after a few days, you will change your mind."

Duan Yue always felt that there was something in his words, he hesitated for a moment and asked: "Why does the Second Highness take a fancy to the slave? The slave is useless and always causes trouble...not a good command."

"But he is a smart man." Duan Yunrui looked back at him: "How many people in the palace can be as transparent as Mr. Duan, what Mr. Duan said is presumptuous, and besides, I have tried my best to invite Mr. Duan home. But it’s a little too condescending to be a slave.”

Duan Yue acted in panic, and repeatedly called His Highness absurd praise.

Duan Yunrui can't get up early without profit, the more he praises himself to the sky, the more it shows that there is no good thing.

Duan Yue wasn't stupid, so he didn't pick up the conversation, no matter what he said, he would be flattered and perfunctory.

Duan Yunrui chatted with him for a few words, but found that he couldn't talk.

"Master Duan is too wary."

"Your Highness, the slave only has this life, so naturally he should cherish it."

Duan Yunrui glanced at him sideways, and finally stopped for a moment.

Duan Yue saw the timing right, and said courteously: "Your Highness, it's getting late, I will take you back to the palace." Anyway, you don't shoot arrows, so don't just occupy the latrine and don't shit.

Sunset dusk.

The third prince was bored waiting in the carriage and couldn't wait to go in to find someone, when he saw his brother and Duan 16 walking out the door one after the other.

"Sixteen!" The third prince jumped up and waved his hands from a long distance, impatiently rushing towards Duan Yue, "Sixteen! Your Highness misses you so much!"

Almost bumped into Man Man, Duan Yue took two steps back to avoid being thrown down by him.

"Your Highness, we met not long ago."

The third prince counted with his fingers, with an aggrieved expression on his face: "It's not long! It's been three days and eight hours!"

"..." Duan Yue didn't know what to say, so he had nothing to say, "What is your Highness doing in the Dark Guard Camp?"

"Come and pick up my brother!"

The third prince took it for granted, those who didn't know thought he had a deep brotherly love for Duan Yunrui.

But in fact, since his brother came out, this guy hasn't even given him a look, let alone a greeting.

The third prince took his arm, and the fierce man acted coquettishly: "Sixteen, you don't even know that my concubine locked me in the firewood room and copied the books for three days! My highness' fingers would be broken, if it wasn't for saying that I came to pick up the emperor Brother, mother and concubine are not willing to let me out of the palace."

That's really great, Mrs. Qin is a good guy.

"Sixteen, when will you come to play with His Highness?"

Playing is an excuse, and helping to copy books is the purpose.

"Sixteen, His Highness has made a lot of snacks, come and try them."

It seems to be coveted and burned.

"Sixteen, sixteen... sixteen..."

Duan Yue was so quarreled that his brain ached, he had no choice but to turn to Duan Yunrui for help: "Second Highness, I will seriously consider the invitation, really."

So stop torturing him, and send this unlucky boy away quickly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Duan Yunrui's lips.

He has a serious personality and doesn't often smile, but when he smiles like Mu Chunfeng, his appearance is not much worse than Prince Jing's.

Zhilan Yushu, the son is unparalleled.

People say that the nine sons of the royal family are all dragons and phoenixes, and it is true.

Thinking of this, Duan Yue couldn't help squinting at the shy third prince who was acting like a young girl.

Well, if Duan Yunchen didn't go crazy, he would actually be considered a cool guy.

The third prince was reluctant to leave, the corners of his mouth were so reluctance that he almost turned to the sky, before being dragged away by Duan Yunrui, he wanted to come up and give Duan Yue a loving hug.

Duan Yue hurriedly avoided it, looking for a topic to divert his attention: "Your Highness, Your Highness, let's go, Mr. Tan is in a hurry."

"Then remember, you must come and play with His Highness." The third prince looked at him expectantly.

Duan Yue nodded again and again; "Okay, okay." For sure next time.

Seeing the carriage drifting away, Duan Yue breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the dark guard camp.

At this time, the third prince was still looking out of the car window, seeing him turn and leave, he couldn't help but sighed in disappointment, put down the car curtain, and drooped his head slumpedly.

Duan Yunrui looked up at him: "Is that how you like it?"

The third prince definitely nodded without even thinking about it: "Yes! I like it, I like it!"

Duan Yunrui asked him the reason, but he couldn't answer, he hesitated and said that if he likes it, he likes it, so there is no reason.

He looked at him eagerly again: "Brother, did Shiliu agree to come to our palace?"

"Still considering." Duan Rui shook his head, "There is a high probability that he will refuse, so don't hold out too much hope."

The third prince's eyelashes drooped, like a wilted grass, and he looked extremely disappointed.

After thinking about it, he took out a delicate wooden box with lotus pattern from under the seat rug, and asked without giving up: "Brother, do you think that if I give this to Shiliu, will he agree to accompany me?"

Duan Yunrui glanced at the things in the box, and frowned: "This is your life-saving item, don't mess around."

"But, without sixteen, what's the point of having these..."

......

Leng Gong.

The night is all together.

Prince Jing had been kneeling in front of the hall for more than an hour, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and the snow had piled up a layer of white on his hair crown and shoulders.

He originally wanted to see Empress Yaochu and tell her about Zhuang Zhiyin's defeat, but she refused to see him.

Prince Jing had never seen her since she was thrown into limbo.

She locked herself in the deep palace, and saw no one except Fanzi, the only big palace maid who served her personally.

Fan Zi opened the palace door and sighed: "Your Highness Chu, please go back, Miss has already fallen asleep."

Prince Jing was silent for a moment: "Aunt Fanzi, is the queen mother in good health?"

Fan Zi nodded: "Your Highness, don't worry, this servant will take good care of Miss."

Prince Jing glanced at the tightly shut door, and after a long time, he shook his head: "Hi, Queen Mother, good night, and my son will take his leave first."

Fan Zi looked at his back, shook her head, and went back to the hall to report: "Miss, Your Highness Chu has gone back."

The cold snow blows in through the old window coffins, the rotten wooden frame creaks, and the blue and black curtains cover layers, making it airtight.

A slender figure can be vaguely seen behind the screen, with three thousand black hair hanging down, and plain hands stroking the temples, looking extremely elegant.

"Ah Chu..." She was about to ask something, but then paused, and seemed to sigh softly: "That's all, that's all."

Fanzi couldn't bear it: "Miss, it's been so many days, you should go see His Highness, His Highness is struggling in the palace now, servants see that he has lost a lot of weight."

"How can I see him with my current appearance?" Song Yaochu looked at her legs with a bit of sadness in her voice, "I can't see you, I can't see you, I already hurt him, I can't make him suffer any more .”

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Fan Zi secretly blamed herself for being talkative, and quickly smiled and said: "Miss, there is also a good thing. I heard that His Highness has made a friend recently."

Song Yaochu's curiosity was really aroused: "Ah Chu's...friend?"

"Yes, I heard that it is a secret guard named Duan Shiliu. A few days ago, he often came to the Leng Palace to play with His Highness. The servants took a sneak peek at him, and he looks very handsome."

"Really?" Song Yaochu smiled, her eyes were extremely gentle, "That's really great, Ah Chu has a spoiled temper, and I've always been worried that he won't get along with others."

Fan Zi smiled and said: "Miss, don't worry, this servant has observed that His Highness's new friend is powerful, smart and majestic, and he treats His Highness very well. He even bought the bedding, tables and chairs in His Highness's palace. Before the third prince came Finding fault, he also blocked it back. With him, His Highness will definitely not be bullied."

Song Yaochu was overjoyed, but also regretful: "It would be great if we could meet each other, and I would also like to thank him for taking care of Ah Chu."

Dark Guard Camp.

Duan Yue, who was shirtless and wearing clothes, suddenly sneezed and shrank back.

Duan Fei glanced sideways: "I told you to close the window, but you didn't listen."

"It's okay, it's okay, people won't freeze to death."

Duan Yue didn't care at all, buttoned up his skirt, and couldn't wait to jump up to Duan Fei and turn around: "How to command, does it look good? Does it look good?"

Duan Fei was impatient: "It doesn't matter if it fits well, get out and do the task, don't stand in front of me all day long."

Duan Yue hugged his thigh, blinked and blinked: "Commander, Commander, let me take a day off, I want to find Duan Si and the others."

"What?" Duan Fei lowered his eyes indifferently.

"Oh, the commander personally changed the clothes for his subordinates, so he must show them off."

Duan Fei sneered, his brows reddened: "If you don't do the task again, I'll take off your pants and beat you twenty boards, so you can show off."

Duan Yue: "..."

Very good, the leader of his family doesn't like acting like a baby.

Duan Yue simply rolled away, wearing a specially made and improved suit made by his leader, and walked around the dark guard camp in a very flamboyant circle.

Duan Si's scalp was numb: "Okay, everyone knows that you have new clothes, so don't change them."

Like a little peacock spreading its tail, why didn't he realize that Duan Shiliu had such a proud side before.

Duan Yue clasped his hands behind his back and said solemnly: "Brothers, don't be sad, it's just because I have grown taller that the original clothes don't fit, so the commander specially made them for me. If brothers have the ability to grow taller..."

Duan Twelve covered his big mouth and smiled: "Xiao Shiliu, you are so smart, you are not implying that we are not tall?"

Duan Shiliu was only underage in the entire dark guard camp. When he was first led into the camp, he was a thin and thin milk dumpling. After several years, he was still a little bean. He didn't grow up anyway. Everyone in the dark guard camp took this matter My son teased him, and every time he would hide in a corner and cry secretly.

As a result, for some reason in the past two years, the little sixteen ran straight, almost catching up with them. Once this little boy turned over, his tail was almost up to the sky, and he had a cold face all day long, sarcastically They are old pickled bamboo shoots that are not long, but they are owed.

"The clothes are nothing good. When the commander made winter clothes for the brothers, you were still in the womb!"

"That's right, the commander even organized a coming-of-age ceremony for me, do you have it?"

Duan Yue opened his eyes wide: "A coming-of-age ceremony?"

"Hmm." Duan Si was about to show off his previous glory.

Duan Yi suddenly thought of something, "Speaking of which, Sixteen, isn't your birthday coming soon?"

Duan Yue was stunned for a while, then nodded: "After half a month." It's also his mother's memorial day.

Duan Si rubbed his chin: "In the past, we just got by. After this year, everyone will be in trouble and fly separately. Why don't we take this opportunity to make arrangements?"

Duan Yi raised his eyes: "What should I do?"

Duan Yue also looked at him curiously, he had never had a birthday.

Duan [-]: "The old ninety-nine blew a song at the adult ceremony last year. Last year, the twelfth broke a big stone on his chest. This year, the little sixteen must have some talent. How about wearing a small skirt and doing a belly dance?"

Duan Yue: "..."

He really shouldn't have had expectations for Duan Si.

The key is that the rest of the people agreed with it, and even Duan Qi did not object.

Duan Yue angrily pushed everyone away and went back to his room.

The blade of grass on the lock is broken.

Someone has entered his room.

Duan Yue stood in front of the door frowning, took out the dagger vigilantly, held it in his hand, and cautiously opened the door.

A figure was sitting in front of the window, holding his male and female shy little porn book in his hand.