My dark guard ran away with a bag

"My lord, I will be very obedient, let me go, okay, don't lock me here, please!" Qing Ling begged his lord with an appearance she didn't recognize.

Jun Wuji just smiled and said nothing.Qing Ling, who was staring at that kind of playful eyes, was frightened, and unconsciously stepped back, but Jun Wuji pulled back vigorously with one hand, the chain on his left hand was stretched to the extreme, and his wrist hurt, Qing Ling didn't do it either. Dare to shout.

"It's rare for Qing'er to be so proactive today, so how about pleasing me and satisfying you?" Jun Wuji bit Qingling's earlobe lightly, satisfied with the trembling in his arms, took a key from his waist, and slowly Unlocking Qingling's hands and feet, "Qing'er, I'll take care of you, so I won't lock you up anymore, how about it?"

Qingling lowered her head, like a whore wantonly courting for the satisfaction of her benefactor, which made him only feel humiliated.

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That night, Qingling put on various embarrassing postures under Jun Wuji, panting for mercy, and finally got the chance to step out of this room for the first time since more than a month.

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It was broad daylight, and when Qing Ling woke up, there was no one around her, so she got up with her limp body, and Qing Ling rushed straight to the next door.

There is no one guarding the door, and the half-hidden door opens as soon as it is pushed, and the inside is empty.

Qing Ling leaned against the door frame and fell limp to the ground. He finally understood that his grievances were complete, and struggling to beg for mercy was just adding a little bit of fun to his master.

Like a clown.

A little boy came looking for him, saw Qing Ling lying on the ground, he hurriedly helped him up, "Commander Dark..." After saying that, he felt something was wrong with the address, "Qing, Mr. Qing, are you alright?"

Qingling lifted the hands that were supporting her, "What kind of son am I!"

Some time ago, because of his pregnancy, Jun Wuji's people replaced him as the commander of the hidden guards and arranged him in the backyard. In this palace, he lived like a male favorite.But he himself knew that he was not even as good as a male favorite, at best he was a forbidden man with the face his Patriarch liked.

If I had listened to my brother's words and never delivered them to my door, everything would have been different.But in this world, there is no medicine for regret.

Qingling staggered back to the house.

After a long silence, he opened the door and saw two guards.

"Did the lord restrain me?" Qingling said mechanically, he believed no, the lord had no plan, knowing that his posture last night was to take a look at the child.

And the Lord told him in this way that without the permission of the Lord, he couldn't even see a glance.What else is there to struggle with!

The two guards looked at each other and shook their heads, "No."

Qingling ignored the questioning gazes of the two, walked past them and went out.

The two guards did not dare to be careless, and followed behind Qingling. Although the prince had never grounded his feet, he had confessed that there should be no mistakes.

Qingling headed towards his original house. He was the only one with an independent house among the hidden guards. He thought it was the Lord's favor, but later he realized that this favor was not for him to endure. of.

There was a "squeak", and the face was covered with dust.

The furnishings in the house have not been touched.Still the same as before he left.

After she was pregnant, Qingling was kept in the backyard by the golden house. Although the house was not golden, and he was not pampered, it is true that he never came back here.

Thinking about it now, it would be great if he was just a hidden guard from beginning to end.

Qingling sat in this room for half a day, and finally woke up from the big dream after the noon clapper knocked, shook her head, and discarded all distracting thoughts in her mind.

He got up and walked to the wall, and took off the cold iron sword that had been close to him for many years.

In the past, he used this sword to protect the Lord, but today...

The two guards waited at the door for a long time, when they saw Qing Ling coming out, they thought they could go back.Unexpectedly, Qing Ling went towards the front hall.

The two hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

Qingling held the sword in one hand, knocked him out with the hilt...

It is a felony for an off-duty hidden guard to break into the front hall without permission, not to mention that Qing Ling injured many guards who blocked him along the way.

Therefore, Jun Wuji, who was eating with the concubine, looked at the little dark guard who was splattered with blood, and when he stood in front of him with a sword in his hand, his expression was very unkind.

Zhang Yanyan covered the corner of her mouth with a silk handkerchief and waited to see the joke.

"Isn't it too long since I taught you the rules, it's getting more and more outrageous!" Jun Wuji put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, his voice was stern.

Qing Ling was not afraid anymore, "It doesn't matter how obedient I am, the Lord won't let me satisfy even a small wish." Qing Ling's face was full of sadness, which slightly hurt Jun Wuji's heart.

He intentionally had someone take Jun Rui away, the purpose was to beat Qing Ling, since he was his, everything should be under his control.

How good it is to be an obedient plaything, he will still spoil this little hidden guard.

But in the current situation, it is obvious that the beating is too heavy.

Jun Wuji was thinking about whether someone should bring Jun Rui to Qing'er to see him.

However, Qing Ling had already pointed the tip of the sword at his chest, and when the guards saw this, they were about to swarm up, but Jun Wuji stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"Qing'er, is this going to kill the lord?" There was no trace of fear in Jun Wuji's voice, he was sure that this little hidden guard would not hurt him at all, but his tone was filled with joy.

He wanted to see what Qingling wanted to do.

Qingling's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, he never thought that one day, his sword would point at the god in his heart.

But he could think of the little thing that crawled out of his stomach, crying hoarsely every day, exhausted and falling into a deep sleep.

Qingling couldn't bear such suffering.

"My lord, the prince's child can't have the father of a hidden guard, right?" Qing Ling asked tremblingly, with tears still on her face.

Jun Wuji was very irritable about this question, and said impatiently, "Since you understand, why do you need to ask again!"

He didn't want a child in the first place, but he didn't want this life. He insisted on giving birth. If it were someone else, he would definitely not soften his heart.

Now that the child is born, Qingling should still be the little secret guard who only pretends to be herself.

Jun Wuji himself didn't realize that, in fact, he seldom thought about his twin brother who had the same appearance as his little dark guard.

Before Jun Wuji could send someone away, Qing Ling had already turned her sword, "My lord, the princess has never been kind to Rui'er. I killed her. You can change Rui'er to a concubine mother, okay?"

Zhang Yanyan saw the sharp blade turning towards her, "Ah!" A shrill scream resounded throughout the palace, Zhang Yanyan's face turned pale, and her face turned pale with fright.

Qingling's sword could barely pierce the clothes on Zhang Yanyan's chest, and she was knocked to the ground by the master's palm.

The sword with a cold light fell to the ground with a "dang clang" and let out a hoarse cry. Qing Ling fell to the ground clutching her chest, with two sharp swords hanging around her neck.

It doesn't matter, he is seeking death today.