Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

"Hey, why does it feel so much lighter?" The third prince pinched the waist of the man in his arms, and weighed it doubtfully, "Sixteen, have you lost weight again?"

Duan Yue suppressed a smile: "Really, no."

The third prince felt that the direction of the voice was wrong, turned his head and looked over, and saw the little dark guard wearing a beautiful little skirt, holding an old sword case in his hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"??"

Sixteen is next to him, so who is he holding in his arms?

The third prince slowly raised his head and looked up.

Duan Chuchu's dead white and colorful face was staring at him expressionlessly.

"..."

The third prince yelled in horror, let go of his hand abruptly, and backed up again and again.

"My day. Your mother! Duan Chuchu! How could you run into my arms! You, you..." He blushed and held back for a long time: "You fucking shameless!"

Prince Jing flicked his long sleeves and landed firmly on the ground.

The young man has a handsome and slender figure, his brows are cut into his temples, and his peach blossom eyes lightly lift up to look at him.

"Duan Yunchen, you rushed over by yourself."

"You fart! His Highness is holding sixteen!"

Prince Jing was too lazy to be serious with him on such matters, lightly brushed off his sleeves, took the sword case from Duan Yue, and calmly said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to your room."

Duan Yue was so happy that he helped him avoid trouble, so he immediately followed him and left.

"Wait, stop, Duan Chuchu! When will His Highness allow you to leave!"

The Third Highness immediately grabbed his shoulder, with a fierce look on his face: "How dare you tease my Highness in front of Sixteen, I won't teach you a lesson today..."

Prince Jing looked down at the sword box.

Yu Sui is gone.

He looked up and looked around, only to find that it was actually on Duan Yunchen's hair crown.

Xu was accidentally hung up after being picked up.

Prince Jing stopped, leaned over, and stretched his arm to Duan Yunchen's ear to take it.

The third prince was startled by his sudden action, thinking that he was going to hit him, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, he couldn't even say the harsh words, he immediately hugged his head and dodged.

Prince Jing frowned, "Why are you hiding?"

The third prince was stunned.

That's right, what is he hiding, he's not afraid of Duan Chuchu!

"Nonsense! Where did you see me hiding!"

The third prince pinched his waist and straightened his chest: "I haven't settled with you yet, quickly kneel down and kowtow to my highness to admit my mistake, and let you go today, otherwise..."

Prince Jing pressed his shoulders, stepped on his feet, and only saw the tassels of jade fluttering on Duan Yunchen's head.

The third prince stared at the handsome and coquettish face that was getting closer and closer, and opened his mouth wide in shock: "No, otherwise, otherwise I, I, I... you, you, what do you want to do..."

Prince Jing had already taken down what he wanted.

Seeing this, he raised his eyelids: "Is your mouth burned?"

Thin lips are bright red, and the tip of the tongue with white teeth is looming between opening and closing, as if telling something to lure.

The third prince's cheeks flushed red, and he pushed him far away, clutching his chest in shock, and panting heavily.

Prince Jing glanced coldly, and said, "Trash."

"What did you say!? You..."

Prince Jing's peachy eyes widened, and he casually glanced sideways at the past.

"You, don't be shameless..." The third prince immediately fell silent, blushing and sullen, just like a little daughter-in-law who has been molested.

Duan Yue stood aside, almost laughing out his inner wounds.

It's not that he can't understand, Lord Dog is too beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that are affectionate and ambiguous, approaching anyone is like seducing.

The third prince is an innocent little virgin, how can he resist this coquettishness.

But no matter what, his reaction was a little too big, and he didn't know what messed things he was thinking in his heart.

Prince Jing could guess a bit.

Duan Yunchen has a lot of friends, and often compares him to the prostitutes in the brothel Chuguan. Duan Yunchen has been influenced by his ears and eyes, and when he looks at him, he will always unconsciously look at him with a bit of disgust.

As soon as he approached, Duan Yunchen would naturally think about it, and this person didn't know anything about men and women, so he looked a little ridiculous.

Left and right are self-inflicted.

Prince Jing didn't bother to care about the psychological blow he had suffered, he hung the tassel of jade on the sword box again in a leisurely manner, and looked sideways at Duan Yue: "Why don't you go?"

Duan Yue's brows and eyes were full of smiles: "Let's go."

He even asked the third prince in a nasty way: "Your Highness is also here, didn't you say that you have something to find a slave?"

In the past, the third prince had already jumped up and nodded in agreement, but today he hesitated for a long time, and stared at Prince Jing several times in horror, before finally saying with great reluctance: "I, Your Highness, suddenly remembered today's There are other things, so I won’t go, Sixteen, I will..."

Prince Jing interjected, "I'll visit third brother some other day."

The third prince backed away immediately, leaving only one sentence "Sixteen, I will come to see you next time" before running wildly, faster than a rabbit.

Duan Yue blinked.

"Fourth Highness, you have scared the Third Highness."

Prince Jing snorted coldly, without saying a word, turned around and walked into the dark guard camp, regaining some of the cold, arrogant and coquettish air of his previous life.

Swallowing his breath these days probably suffocated Lord Dog to death.

Duan Yue laughed again, and followed up with his hands behind his back.

He ushered people into the room and poured a cup of tea.

"His Royal Highness drink water, you wait here for a moment, slaves, slaves go and ask my brother to come out."

Prince Jing gave a low "hmm".

The appearance of drinking water quietly while holding the teacup seems to be a bit obedient.

Duan Yue squinted his eyes, turned around and left the room, went to the warm pavilion next door, took off his dress and hair accessories, wiped off the grease on his face, changed into the attire of the dark guard camp, tied up his long hair, and after taking care of the unremarkable , before returning to King Jing.

"Your Highness has been waiting for a long time."

Prince Jing glanced at him, his gaze seemed to rest on his chest for a little longer.

Duan Yue was stunned for a moment, then looked down: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

He shouldn't have revealed anything, right?

"You look great today." Prince Jing said.

Duan Yue scratched his head, not knowing what to say, how about replying "You too"?

Fortunately, Prince Jing probably knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he took the initiative to change the subject: "Where's your sister?"

Duan Yue took out the excuse he had already thought up: "She just received an urgent mission and left the palace."

Prince Jing nodded.

There was another moment of silence.

Duan Yue sat over, thinking about how to speak.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"you……"

"Your Highness..."

Duan Yue blinked, propped his chin and tilted his head to look at him: "Oh, you talk first."

Prince Jing pursed his lips: "Did your sister give you the sword?"

Duan Yue nodded.

"Like it?" he asked again.

Duan Yue smiled: "I like it."

Very docile.

Prince Jing couldn't help but glance at him.

The little dark guard at this meeting seems to be particularly good-tempered.

Duan Yue moved the small bench closer to him, held his hand, and said softly: "Thank you for the birthday gift from Your Highness, Sixteen is very happy."

Prince Jing's fingertips trembled, followed his hand, and raised his eyes slightly.

Duan Yue smiled: "I don't have anything to repay, how about hugging His Highness?"

Prince Jing knew he should shake his head.

But there is no way to say no.

He opened his lips and said, "Yes."

Duan Yue seemed to have been waiting, and immediately stretched out his hand, wrapped one hand around his neck, and passed the other hand through his armpit to wrap around his body.

Prince Jing froze in place.

No one sealed his acupuncture points, but he seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.

Afraid that if he moved, Duan Yue would let him go like a frightened rabbit.

Fortunately, Duan Yue didn't let go of his hug for a long time.

At first, Prince Jing's heart was still hanging, but then he gradually relaxed, trying to lean on Duan Yue's shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Huangshu counted down to half an hour, and Duan Yue finally let go of the mission when it showed that it was completed.

Turning around, he saw that it had been too long, and Prince Jing had fallen asleep.

He slapped Prince Jing on the face.

"Duan Chuchu, wake up."

Prince Jing blinked his peachy eyes lightly, but he was still not quite sober: "Okay, what?"

"Okay."

Duan Yue bared his teeth and suddenly called him: "Chu Chu."

Prince Jing's eyelashes trembled violently, and he suddenly looked up at him, his heart pounding.

Duan Yue said again: "Chu Chu, Chu Chu..."

It took dozens of calls in a row before it stopped.

Prince Jing's breathing became more and more heavy, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Duan Sixteen."

Duan Yue stood up and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

"speak."

"Why are you……"

Duan Yue looked down at him and smiled: "Your Highness, there are some things that are meaningless if you know the answer, so don't ask them lightly."

Prince Jing pursed his lips.

In the end, I still asked: "Do you hate me?"

"His Royal Highness wants to hear the truth or lies."

Before he could answer, he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Actually, the answer is the same. Duan Chuchu, I don't hate you."

Prince Jing was not very happy.

What Duan Yue meant was that he had no feeling for him, and he didn't even want to waste time giving charity to him.

Prince Jing sat in silence for a while, then took his leave.

There is no need for him to stay any longer, maybe Duan Yue hates him all the time in his heart.

Smiles, hugs, intimacy, everything Duan Yue did to him was just a false and suffocating perfunctory.

Create a trap with gentleness, lure him into the abyss step by step, and then get out gracefully, leaving him alone in the mud and unable to extricate himself.

This is the little dark guard's revenge.

Use exactly the same torture to avenge the arrogant and arrogant master in the previous life.

And he succeeded.

Prince Jing glanced back.

Duan Yue leaned against the door, watching him with a smile.

There was a biting cold indifference in his eyes.

It was very much like the self who stood on the steps and gave the little dark guard to death.

Prince Jing withdrew his gaze, and walked out of the dark guard camp step by step.

From this moment on, he knew that he was beyond redemption.

……

Not long after Duan Yue returned to the camp, Zhao Jingyou took the initiative to find the door, and wanted to cooperate with him to deal with Shan Yu Feiyan.

Of course Duan Yue refused.

"The slave has no need to cooperate with the princess."

"You're getting tough now, who was the one who just cried and scolded Duan Chuchu outside the palace for abandoning you?"

Duan Yue pretended to be stupid: "Who is it?"

Zhao Jingyou rolled his eyes: "Stop acting, anyone with eyes can tell that that woman is you."

Duan Yue didn't believe it.

Prince Jing couldn't tell.

His disguise was still very successful.

Duan Yue said: "Princess, please go back. This servant and Princess Shanyu have no grievances in the past and have no enmity today. They will not attack her for no reason. Besides, it is about the peace negotiation between the two countries. The servant will not make fun of the lives and deaths of the common people."

Zhao Jingyou stomped his feet angrily when he saw that he couldn't get in the oil and salt: "Trash! Shrinking turtle! How can there be such mud that you can't support the wall!"

Duan Yue tilted his head.

Alas, if you don't agree, you're just playing, are you angry?

"Okay, just keep it up like this, Shan Yu Feiyan will marry Duan Chuchu in two days, and I will regret you to death when the time comes! Hmph!"

After speaking, he rushed away angrily.

Duan Yue was funny and shook his head, he didn't care what Prince Jing did.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, a mechanically stiff voice sounded beside him.

"Prince Jing cannot marry Shanyu Feiyan."

"You promised to complete the task for me."