This shadow guard, you are enlightened

After the morning court, it was time for the shadow guards to change their guards, but today Xing Chenmu left Wei Lin to talk for a long time, and it was about an hour late when Zhuo Ying returned to the Shadow Palace.

He dug out the black cloth bag from the cabinet, and carefully took out the wooden block that was just in its infancy.

The energy he can use is limited, and the carving progress is much slower than he expected. He picked up the ordinary camphor wood and continued to carve. Because he was too serious and focused, he missed the time to go to Xuanming Hall for this carving.

It wasn't until the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window that he came back to his senses, put down the things in his hand and hurriedly pushed the door out.

The ground dragon was laid in the house, so I didn't feel it was too cold, but it was already the beginning of winter, when I stepped out of the yard, a gust of cold wind hit, blowing on my neck like a sharp knife, making my life hurt, Zhuo Ying thought of himself In a hurry, I even forgot to take the cloak.

But at this moment, he was only thinking about Xing Chenmu, he had no time to go back to get the clothes to avoid the cold, tapped his toes on the ground, performed lightness kung fu and ran towards Xuanming Hall, when he arrived outside Xuanming Hall, Xing Chenmu was also coming out of the hall, The pace was a little hurried, not knowing where to go.

Seeing the person jumping down from the roof, Xing Chenmu was taken aback for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "I was still worried that something happened to you, and I was going to find you."

"This subordinate is dereliction of duty, this subordinate... I have slept through the hour today, which made the Holy Majesty worry." Zhuo Ying knelt on one knee on the cold stone path, her entire back stiffened.

"You should rest more." Xing Chenmu pulled him up from the ground, and frowned again, "Where's your cloak?"

"Get out in a hurry, and landed in Mingying Palace." Zhuo Ying smoothed the hair on his forehead that was blown by the wind a little awkwardly, not daring to raise his eyes to look at Xing Chenmu.

He seems to make mistakes all the time lately, either by saying something he should not have said, or by forgetting the time of duty and almost causing a big mistake.

Zhuo Ying felt ashamed of his mistake, but Xing Chenmu obviously paid different attention to him. Xing Chenmu didn't say a word of blame, but directly pulled his wrist and walked back into Xuanming Hall, while not forgetting to tell Yan Qing: "Go to the palace immediately. Prepare ginger tea and make some hot water."

Knowing how much Xing Chenmu valued Zhuo Ying, Yan Qing didn't dare to delay, and quickly took orders to leave.

Xing Chenmu left the rest of the shadow guards outside the hall, and led Zhuo Ying to the soft couch behind the screen.

Zhuo Ying tried to withdraw his hand, but Xing Chenmu held it extremely tightly, and he didn't intend to let go at all. He didn't dare to use too much force, so he had to say in embarrassment: "My lord?"

"Your wrists are so cold." Xing Chenmu showed obvious dissatisfaction, "It doesn't matter if you come later, why are you so careless, it's freezing outside, if I catch a cold, I will really be angry."

Zhuo Ying saw Xing Chenmu's worry, but didn't know what to do, so she could only say: "This subordinate knows his mistake."

"You... Forget it, I know that no matter how much you say, you won't pay attention." Xing Chenmu sighed, "When will you care about yourself as much as you care about my body, then I don't have to worry about it anymore. "

"The body of the Holy One is ten thousand gold, how can the subordinates compare with the Holy One."

"I'm still a demon or a ghost? You and I are both mortal bodies, and both will get sick and injured. How can I be more precious than you?" Xing Chenmu let him sit on the soft couch, as if he was finally willing to let go of the hand he had been holding and turned over. He found a hand stove that was still warm and stuffed it into his arms, "Warm it first."

After speaking, Xing Chenmu didn't stop walking, and quickly turned back to go out. When he came back, he had a cloak and a bowl of ginger soup in his hand.

Zhuo Ying was so frightened that she stood up immediately, wanting to take the things: "How could Your Majesty do such a thing."

"You sit down honestly." Xing Chenmu glared at him, and handed him the bowl of ginger soup when he saw him sitting down, "Take off the mask, finish the ginger soup first, I'll ask someone to prepare dinner, use After that, we will return to Chengyang Hall."

Zhuo Ying was afraid of making Xing Chenxiu angry again, so she didn't dare to refuse, she took off her mask and obediently drank the ginger soup, then looked up at Xing Chenmu: "This subordinate is really fine, Your Majesty, don't worry."

Because of his movement, Xing Chenmu's brows that had been stretched with great difficulty just now twitched again: "How have you slept through? You clearly haven't had a good rest!"

Zhuo Ying didn't know how to answer, he didn't want to reveal the gift in advance, and he couldn't lie to the other party, so he could only keep silent.

Xing Chenmu raised his hand and touched his eyes lightly with his fingertips. He felt sorry for the blackness of his eyes, but there was nothing he could do about this silent person. In the end, he could only try to guess: "I'm still thinking about my future. ?”

Zhuo Ying felt that the two of them were too intimate at the moment, which made him almost hold his breath, before saying after a while: "No..."

"What's the matter? Can't sleep well? I asked the imperial physician to come and prescribe some soothing medicine."

"No, there's no need, this subordinate just had a nightmare." Zhuo Ying was afraid that Xing Chenmu would see the clue, so he said immediately after speaking, "Has the Holy Majesty not eaten yet?"

Fortunately, Xing Chenmu didn't get entangled in this anymore, he followed his question and said, "Well, I just finished my work, and I was going to find you, and I haven't had time to eat, so you can eat something with me."

Zhuo Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and had no time to care about the rules, so she complied.

After the meal, Xing Chenmu personally put on the cloak for him, Zhuo Ying wanted to do it himself, but Xing Chenmu didn't allow it, he didn't let go until he tied all the buckles for him: "Turn around and let me see."

"Yes." Zhuo Ying turned her back a little stiffly, and quickly turned back.

This dark purple cloak was worn by Xing Chenmu in the morning. The two of them were about the same size, so it would fit well on Zhuo Ying. At this time, he himself was wearing a fox fur cloak that was usually kept in Xuan Ming Palace.

In order to make it easier for the shadow guards to hide their bodies, the uniforms worn by the shadow guards in the palace are black uniforms. In winter, they only add a black cloak on the outside. There is no difference.

Speaking of which, this was the first time that Xing Chenmu saw Zhuo Ying's body with a color other than black, which looked a little warmer than before, and also complemented the already fair skin color more clearly.

Xing Chenmu was very satisfied with Zhuo Ying like this, and his heart beat a little faster, but Zhuo Ying himself was really uneasy: "My lord, your clothes are not in compliance with the rules, let's forget it... "

"Do you still want to go out and blow the cold wind again with this thin dress?" Xing Chenmu pressed his hand that was about to untie the cloak, "I wear it for you and you wear it. Hall."

Xing Chenmu could order someone to bring other clothes, and he could also send the shadow guards to Mingying Palace to get Zhuo Ying's cloak, but he would not miss such an opportunity to let Zhuo Ying wear his own clothes after such a hard time.

"Yes."

"What? My cloak is too long to thorn, which makes you so unbearable." Seeing that Zhuo Ying was still hesitant, Xing Chenmu joked.

"No......"

Of course Xing Chenmu's cloak does not have thorns, but Zhuo Ying is wearing this cloak, surrounded by the smell that belongs to Xing Chenmu, which makes him have the illusion of being embraced by the other party for a moment.

Seeing how cute he is, Xing Chenmu felt itchy and at the same time thought of teasing him: "Why is Zhuo Qing's face so red? Could it be that he is really sick?"

It was only then that Zhuo Ying remembered that she had just taken off her mask and hadn't had time to put it on: "No, it's...it's a bit hot in the room."

"Really? That's right, let's go out." Xing Chenmu walked out first with a smile, Zhuo Ying didn't care about whether the cloak he was wearing was suitable, and followed up in a little panic.

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No matter whether Zhuo Ying had a good rest during the day, as soon as he got to Xing Chenmu's side, he would immediately enter a state of alert, mentally tense, without feeling sleepy.

It wasn't until the next day that he changed his post and returned to Mingying Palace that he felt a little tired. He also knew that he would definitely not be able to continue carving that day, and he couldn't really affect his original duties because of a gift.

It seems that there is no rush for carving, so I can only take it slowly one or two hours a day. If it really doesn't make it in time for the Longevity Festival, then wait until the next year and find another day to give it to Xing Chenmu.

After a brief wash, Zhuo Ying walked towards the bed, stretched out her hand subconsciously to take off the cloak, halfway through it, she remembered that Xing Chenmu had put it on for him by herself, and felt a little bit reluctant.

But no matter how reluctant she was, she had to take it off in the end, Zhuo Ying sighed slowly, folded the cloak and put it on the low cabinet beside her, planning to send it to the clothing workshop when she was on duty at night.

He was lying on the bed, obviously too sleepy to think about other things, but he couldn't really fall asleep. With some emotion that even he didn't understand, he sat up, picked up the cloak from the low cabinet and hugged it carefully. , After lying on the bed again, he finally fell asleep gradually.

But this sleep seemed destined to be unable to sleep peacefully, Zhuo Ying had only slept for two hours, when there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, the door was knocked, and his good vigilance made him wake up in an instant.

"Who!"

Zhuo Ying's familiar voice came from outside the door: "Lord Zhuo, my subordinate Yu Feng has something important to report."

The author has something to say: Your Majesty: I will be angry if you are sick!super fierce

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