Jinghong knife

A bowl of warm chestnut soup was placed on the table in Chu Hanyang's room. It was warm and mellow, and there was still a trace of steam. It could be seen that it was purposely cooled for those who were afraid of eating it.

Chu Hanyang had been staring at this bowl of sweet smelling things for a while, and this thing appeared on his desk inexplicably, and he had to admit that even if someone really poisoned it, it would indeed arouse It whetted Chu Hanyang's appetite.

Chu Hanyang practiced a little late today, so he lost the mind to have dinner. There are few people in his courtyard, and no one cares whether he has dinner or not.

However, at this moment, looking at that thing, he actually felt a real sense of hunger.

As for why that thing appeared here, and who put it here, Chu Hanyang felt like a mirror in his heart.

From the bottom of his heart, Chu Hanyang didn't want to eat the food that person sent, who knew what he was going to do, and what ingredients were added to it.

However, putting that thing there, even though Chu Hanyang was reading a book, he couldn't help the fragrance that wafted intermittently.

Finally, after hearing his stomach clearly protesting, Chu Hanyang pursed his lips and jumped off the bed.

If you don't clean up, you won't get sick if you eat it, starving to death is the big deal!Even on the first day, he didn't dare to do anything!

Although secretly somewhat disdainful of the shadow guard's way of flattering him, when Chu Hanyang swallowed the first mouthful of chestnut soup, he still narrowed his eyes contentedly.

Really fragrant.

Chu Hanyang actually likes to eat this kind of sweet and soft food, which is a bit childish, because no one has ever cooked it for him.

Some people are unwilling to do it, some people are afraid to do it for him, and in the end, few people know his taste.

Unexpectedly today, he was hit right and wrong by this new shadow guard.

Regardless of whether he likes that person or not, he temporarily suppressed his desire to clean up that person, so Er Shao Chu was bribed by a bowl of chestnut soup.

After eating the whole bowl, Chu Hanyang felt warm from his stomach to his whole body, and he began to feel tired again.

"Qing Ming." He leaned on the stool and called lazily.

A figure quietly rolled in from outside the room, kneeling in front of him.

"There is a letter hidden in the second cabinet in my eldest brother's study room. Go check the situation tonight and steal the letter if you can."

"Yes." Without any hesitation, the man agreed, and then turned to leave. He seemed to pause for a moment when he left, and then put away the empty bowl on the table very calmly, as if he was doing something insignificant. little things.

Chu Hanyang was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and his two phoenix eyes were misty and slightly squinted with a layer of mist.

He couldn't help sighing when he saw Qing Ming going out, since he was drugged that year, the lethargy has become more and more serious, and he doesn't know how long he can hide it.

Now is not the time to solve it...

He thought to himself that the elder brother's study room was heavily guarded, but there was no second cabinet at all. Before this person came back, he should be able to sleep in peace for a while.

Sure enough, after lurking all night, Qingming finally entered the study of Chu Zhangyang, the eldest son of the Chu family. When he saw the only empty cabinet, he immediately understood in his heart that Chu Hanyang was worried about himself. I found an excuse to pay myself out.

He lowered his eyes and quietly left there. However, he did not return to Chu Hanyang's place. Instead, he found a hidden place outside the courtyard of Second Young Master Chu and hid himself quietly waiting for the dawn.

If that person has something that he doesn't want him to see, then he doesn't see it.

When it's dawn, just go back and wait by yourself.

Qingming looked at the sky, guessed that it was almost time, and that person should have breakfast, so he got up and went back, changed his damp clothes, and quietly returned to the roof of Chu Hanyang's bedroom.

The task of the shadow guard is to protect the lord, and the places where he spends most of his time on weekdays are the dark corners of the room and the roof.

Because he didn't know if there was anyone in Chu Hanyang's room, he didn't dare to go in hastily. He could only make a noise on purpose to indicate that the people in the room were back, and he lifted two tiles to find out what was going on inside the room after a while.

However, just as Qing Ming took a glance into the room, he was startled immediately. He saw Chu Hanyang leaning on the chair with his eyes closed and his face pale.

That posture is exactly the same as when he left!Cold sweat was constantly oozing from his forehead, and his breathing became unnaturally rapid, biting his thin lips tightly, looking very painful.

Qing Ming felt her heart tugging, forgetting all about the rules and etiquette, rushed into the room, and knelt down on one knee in front of Chu Hanyang.

"Master?" He called softly, wanting to pat the person in front of him, but stopped raising his hands abruptly.

However, no matter how much he yelled, Chu Hanyang didn't seem to wake up at all, his face was terribly pale.

Qing Ming became a little anxious, and called again in a low voice.

Who is speaking?Xiaohe?Father?brother?Still the third child...

Chu Hanyang opened his eyes suddenly, with a cold light in his eyes, slightly bent the three fingers of his right hand, and clasped Qingming's throat with a slap. Just a little force can crush the man's throat.

Qing Ming was startled, froze for a moment, then looked at him peacefully, without any defense or resistance, raised his head slightly, letting his fatality be controlled by this person, his deep eyes were full of meekness and calmness.

Chu Hanyang looked indifferently at the man in dark blue clothes in front of him, pinching the most vulnerable vitals in his own hands, this man was still so calm and didn't struggle at all.

If it wasn't for his extraordinary temperament, then he was really willing to give his life to himself.

"Who are you?"

Chu Hanyang's face was still pale, but his brows and eyes became more and more handsome, and the slightly raised phoenix eyes were not angry but mighty.

Even though it is stunning, it is terrifying.

Qingming felt the hand on his throat slowly loosen, bitterness flashed in his eyes, so fast that even Chu Hanyang didn't have time to see it.

I saw him respectfully kneeling on the ground with both legs, bent down and said: "There will always be only one master, and that is you."

"Why?" If he was just an ordinary shadow guard, Chu Hanyang wouldn't come here to make things difficult for him, but he didn't believe that this person had escaped from the killing tower and came to his side after all the hardships.

Chu Hanyang is clear about the rules of killing buildings, that place is not something you can just leave if you want.

Why... Qing Ming knew why, but he couldn't say it.

At that time, I was surprised to see that this person stood in front of the raging fire, and the flames were soaring, but he pulled himself out of the abyss, and he will never forget it ever since.

I don't know how many times I escaped from the killing building and practiced kung fu desperately, because of the promise back then, and also because of the secret buried deep in my heart.

That was his salvation, and it was also his greatest fear.

"The master said back then, let me be the knife in your hand. The subordinates will fulfill the agreement."

Qingming's clear eyes reflected Chu Hanyang's shadow, and there was only one person.

Chu Hanyang was stunned, and the memory buried in the depths gradually recovered. When he first came out of the rivers and lakes, he was young and frivolous, and he seemed to have said such a thing.

"If your heart is ashes, you are dead. I will avenge you. Give me your life and become the knife in my hand. I will become the meaning of your life."

That's what I said when I looked at the boy who was a few years older than me.

Chu Hanyang pursed his lips, fell silent, and sized up the man in front of him again. He was a handsome and powerful man with sharp brows and starry eyes, a sharp face, and a tall and sharp figure.

Even in this generation, he is also one of the best, but at this time, he kneels in front of him very docilely and says he wants to recognize the Lord.

Maybe it would be nice to have such a subordinate... Maybe, I can accept him.

"If you want to be my knife, you have to give everything to me, whether it's your life, your dignity or your heart. Absolutely obey my orders, can you do it?" Chu Hanyang asked lightly.

Qing Ming kowtowed three times: "This subordinate can do it. This subordinate is willing to hand over everything to the master."

After a long silence, Chu Hanyang let out a breath slowly. He wanted to gamble, and he could afford to lose.

"I remember your oath. From this moment on, you belong to me. If you dare to betray one day, the price is absolutely unbearable for you."

"Yes." Qing Ming replied in a low voice.

Chu Hanyang closed his eyes and felt the tiredness and sleepiness coming from his body again, but he didn't bother to stand up and walk to the bed.

"I'm tired, carry me to sleep, don't allow anyone to come near."

Qing Ming replied, and gently hugged the man.

Different from the cold and fierce surface, although Chu Hanyang's body is practicing martial arts, it is warm and soft when hugged, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow, his face is as white as jade, without the aggressiveness when he is awake, like a bird The cat put away its claws and dozed obediently.

Qing Ming felt like he was in a dream, until he carefully put the man on the bed and covered the quilt carefully, then he withdrew his hand with some reluctance, but the soft touch still seemed to remain in his hand.

"My lord, the one in the eldest son's study..."

"It's over."

"Yes."

Qing Ming gently lowered the bed curtain, and before leaving, she seemed to glance at Chu Hanyang unintentionally, her eyes were deep, and a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed across quickly.

And where he couldn't see, Chu Hanyang slowly opened his eyes, stared blankly for a while, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.