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"Tang Chao?" Fang Mubo called Tang Chao several times but got no response. He slightly raised his eyebrows and patted Tang Chao's arm: "What are you thinking?"

"Ah?" Tang Chao came back to his senses, subconsciously dodged Mu Bo's probing eyes above him, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I lost my mind, what did you just say?"

"I said do I want to go to Zhang Ming and the others?"

"If you want it, I will publish the imperial list." Tang Chao called Xi'an who came to the side: "I...cough, I want to find a white cat that can eat rabbits. You can find someone to write an imperial list."

"...Huh?" Xi'an was taken aback, "Your Majesty is talking about... a white cat that eats rabbits?"

Tang Chao didn't want to explain further: "Well, you just write as I said, and people who understand will naturally reveal the list."

Although full of doubts, Xi'an still went to find someone to write the list.Feeling sleepy after eating and drinking, Tang Chao wanted to take a nap, but Fang Mubo automatically followed him into the inner room without saying a word, and also wanted to lie down on the bed.

"You want to sleep with me." Tang Chao sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes, and took off the outer dragon robe after fiddling for a while.The dragon bed is very wide, so it shouldn't be a problem for four or five people to sleep side by side. He moved to the side, patted the other side of the bed, Mu Bo, and said, "Then you can sleep outside, anyway, the bed is wide enough."

Fang Mubo's goal was achieved, he smiled and said, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

The two lay down, Fang Mubo put down the bed curtain, and the layers of veils separated the inside and outside of the bed into two worlds.Just as Tang Chao closed his eyes, he heard Fang Mubo whispering in his ear: "Your Majesty, do you want to sleep in bed?"

"It's broad daylight, what kind of bed do you want to serve?" Tang Chao knew he was joking, and grunted, opened one eye and looked at Fang Mubo: "Let's just say don't sleep with your arms around me, the bed is so big and we are alone half."

"Okay." Fang Mubo didn't bother him anymore, raised his hand to stroke Tang Chao's hair, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Zhang Ming was confused.

When he was teleported over, he found himself lying on the beam of a hall, dressed in black, with an aura of "I'm not a good person" from head to toe.

what happened?He moved slightly and looked down, thinking how to get down from here, when he heard someone shouting: "Seventeen, change your shift on the eleventh day of the day."

"Ah?" He heard the reputation and looked over, only to see a man with the same attire as him sitting on another beam next to him, with a dagger gleaming with cold light in his hand, playing with it dazzledly.

"You go back to rest now, I'll watch for you for a while." The man kept moving his hands, and said again.

"...Oh." Zhang Ming knew that the seventeen he mentioned was probably his own name in this world, and judging by the height, he estimated that he might fall and hurt himself when sliding down the pillar, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "That... ...how am I going to get down?"

"How to get down?" The man looked up at him in surprise, and then suddenly realized: "I forgot that you are injured and not suitable for practicing martial arts. I will take you down."

As he said that, he turned over and lightly tapped his toes, and the whole person flew silently to the beam where Zhang Ming was, passed his hand under Zhang Ming's armpit, and easily supported him and flew off the beam.

Zhang Ming, who was taken away by him, was really flying: "..."

What is this, Qinggong?

He stepped on the ground with both feet, looked up at the beams that were about ten meters high, and couldn't help but be speechless.

Fortunately, the original owner of this body was injured, otherwise he might have staged a wave of trickery.

Zhang Ming diverged his thoughts and thought about it, and he probably understood his identity in this world.

His number seventeen is a secret guard, that's right, the kind of royal secret guard in novels and TV dramas who is responsible for protecting the emperor and obeying the emperor's orders at any time.

Although he hasn't seen what the emperor looks like until now.

This job sounds awesome, but who knows who does it, most of the time when not on a mission, he hides in a secret place and can't let go of staring at the emperor for a moment, which is boring and exhausting.Of course, Zhang Ming hadn't had time to experience the specific situation. The original owner of his identity was injured on a mission before, and he couldn't use any internal strength during the recuperation period, so it was a blessing in disguise and he had a long vacation.

Zhang Ming walked aimlessly in the palace, because he didn't have the memory of the original owner, so he didn't know where he was going, so he could only take one step at a time like this.He was wearing a black uniform exclusively for the secret guards, and even the palace people in the palace could tell that he had a special status, and no one came to stop him, so Zhang Ming just walked into the imperial garden.

The palace maid walked by him, chatting in a low voice, Zhang Ming listened intentionally or unintentionally, and happened to hear the key word "white cat eating rabbit".

He immediately slowed down, and the doubtful voice of the little palace lady faded away: "Yes, why did His Majesty order to find this thing? How could cats eat rabbits..."

His Majesty?Could it be that the emperor belongs to them?

Zhang Ming pondered for a while and felt that there was a great possibility. In the previous world, Tang Chao and Fang Mubo were the protagonists of the Marquis of Bingshan’s Little Slave script. Will use the identity of the protagonist of these worlds, and in the ancient court, it is normal for the protagonist to be the Ninth Five Lord.

He was thinking about how to find the emperor, and stopped by the artificial lake, recalling the route he had come from. After standing for a short while, a loud shout suddenly came from behind: "There are assassins!"

Zhang Ming turned around and wanted to rush in the direction of the sound. Presumably the original owner of this body had already formed a reflection to this, but he couldn't use internal force, so he could only run.

A pair of hands climbed out of the high palace wall, and then a person climbed up. She squatted on the top of the wall in night clothes, and tore off the veil on her face, revealing a slightly pale face, and looked back. The pursuers behind him are about to jump down.

Zhang Ming's footsteps stopped suddenly. He didn't care about being heard by others, so he shouted loudly: "Lan Kui Yu!"

Lan Kuiyu immediately looked in his direction, obviously relieved, she jumped down, staggered, and ran towards Zhang Ming.On the palace wall behind him, the dark guard who was also dressed in black turned over quickly and saw the two people below shouting at Zhang Ming: "Seventeen, grab her!"

Lan Kuiyu turned her back to Zhang Ming, put her hands behind her back in coordination, and said quickly in a low voice, "Quick, don't let me fall into their hands."

Zhang Ming knew what to do without her telling her. He grabbed Lan Kuiyu's wrist, and with the other hand, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and put it across her neck.

Zhang Ming said to the man dressed as a guard who was chasing him: "I caught it, the assassin, let me hand it over to His Majesty."

"If you dare to break into the palace to assassinate Your Majesty, we have the right to kill you on the spot." Although the chief guard said ruthlessly, he still stood side by side with Zhang Ming, "Maybe she has other accomplices, we will interrogate her." It’s better to hand it over to His Majesty.”

When the news that the assassin who broke into the palace was successfully captured reached the emperor's ears, Tang Chao was reading the memorial with great interest, with a writing brush dipped in cinnabar in his hand.Tang Chao didn't dare to pick up the pen to write, for fear that the wrong handwriting would be seen as something wrong, so he lied that he was unwell, and asked Xi'an to ask the prime minister to pick out the urgent matters that had to be dealt with today, and put on a show on the plan he thought was feasible Cover a chapter.

In this regard, he also truly experienced the feelings that Fang Mubo experienced in the last world. This world is his voice, and every decision he makes may affect countless people.Tang Chao, as a future intellectual who received modern higher education, just pretended to have a good time, but he really couldn't really bear the burden of the monarch on his body.

Fang Mubo also followed to the imperial study, and was sitting on the other side of the table flipping through books. Xi'an was waiting on the side with a low eyebrow, ready to serve the emperor at any time.

Hearing that the assassin had been captured, the little eunuch's face inevitably revealed a look of fear and fear, which immediately turned into happiness. Tang Chao himself didn't have a big reaction. He only felt that he was lucky enough to meet an assassin once during his "reign". Quite novel.

Tang Chao cleared his throat, pretending to be majestic and said: "Bring it up."

Zhang Ming and the chief guard escorted Lan Kuiyu into the imperial study room. Lan Kuiyu was forced to kneel on the ground. Any expression, but Zhang Ming could imagine how painful it was just by hearing the voice.

He is now the hidden guard responsible for protecting the emperor, and there is no reason to stop the chief guard from doing so.

Tang Chao was really taken aback when he saw his teammates in front of him, and he and Fang Mubo exchanged a tacit understanding.He didn't expect that this time they would successfully meet so quickly.

The chief guard began to report on the arrest of the assassin. Tang Chao maintained a majestic expression the whole time after listening, and said "Yes" with a noble and cold voice, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I will definitely reward you later. You all go first." Go down, I have something to ask her alone."

The chief guard was obviously worried about leaving the assassin alone, and Tang Chao raised his hand to stop him when he was about to speak. Zhang Ming received Tang Chao's wink, and took the opportunity to say, "I request you to stay to protect your majesty's safety."

"Alright."

Now the chief guard left in peace, Xi'an went out and closed the door from the outside, Zhang Ming immediately pulled Lan Kuiyu up from the ground, trying to help her connect her arm.

"No need." Lan Kuiyu refused: "Anyway, I'll be leaving in a while."

Zhang Ming stared at her for a second, then hummed and said: "That's right, then the original owner's consciousness will recover after we leave. Is it safe to put an assassin with the emperor and queen at that time? Although the arm is removed Yes, but if you dare to come to the palace to assassinate, you must have two brushes."

"Isn't there a secret guard here?" Tang Chao said, "You are a secret guard, right?"

"The original owner of my body was injured in a previous mission and couldn't use his internal strength."

Fang Mubo said: "How about this, let's have people wait outside, come over as soon as you hear the sound, and call before you leave, how about it?"

"Okay." Tang Chao nodded, stood among several people, and took out a cross from his collar: "This meeting is too fast, it didn't even take half a day."

"Haven't you had enough fun?" Fang Mubo laughed.

"Yeah, I haven't had time to ask the queen to do a lot of things." Tang Chao saw Fang Mubo opened his mouth and knew that he was going to mention the matter of serving the bed, so he hurriedly spoke before him, "Sing a song, dance or something, As a lady, the queen must know how to order, it's a pity that I can't see it this time."

After finishing speaking, Tang Chao stopped talking nonsense, grabbed Fang Mubo's wrist with one hand and pressed Lan Kuiyu's shoulder with the other, and after confirming that Zhang Ming was also holding Lan Kuiyu, he said, "Then let's go, to the next world .”

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The game misunderstood me!

I will be a puppy when I play games in the future.

I have to figure out how to adjust the update time to be the same as before...