Shadow Guard Capture Manual

The emperor planned to take high-ranking officials to the palace to escape the summer heat. Of course, such a huge move could not be a quick trip. Fortunately, there are still more than ten days before July, and the hottest day has not yet come. The palace people also have the last time to prepare.

On the contrary, the clothes that Zhao Ruhui specially traced that day had already been made in the shift work of many embroiderers, and they were delivered to He Zhizhou early.

It's just obvious that He Zhizhou is not a little girl who loves beauty, and his years of habits have made him subconsciously avoid such a complicated dress, and choose a more actionable one—even though he seldom goes out these days.

It was because Zhao Ruhui had figured out his temper clearly that Zhao Ruhui dared to send this dress over in advance, so that it would not appear that he had the heart of Sima Zhao and had already planned.

But apparently, the time has come for it to be used.

Zhao Ruhui went to court early, and finished today's papers at a very fast speed, then turned directly to find He Zhizhou, and again sincerely suggested that he change a suit of clothes.

He Zhizhou didn't understand what kind of routine he was doing, and subconsciously lowered his head to see if there was something wrong with his clothes, but obviously, although he was not wearing the fancy clothes he was used to, it was just a simple outer shirt. There are even several sets of the same style in the cabinet.

Originally, in the past few days, he didn't leave the gate of the palace, and the emperor came here at his leisure, which already made He Zhizhou feel like he was serving the emperor's concubine, and he was abnormal.Seeing that Zhao Ruhui was even worried about his clothes now, something was wrong all over his body.

He frowned several times, and then managed to suppress the feeling of being offended, and said respectfully, "Dare to ask Your Majesty why? But where did I offend Your Majesty?"

"Seeing that you haven't been very happy these two days, so I tried to coax you..." Zhao Ruhui was serious and sincere, and didn't want to talk nonsense, but he didn't mean to see He Zhizhou's black face, so he didn't wait for his response Whatever, just smile sincerely and kindly.

"Of course I know that you are not a little girl, and you can be narcissistically happy for a long time just by changing into nice clothes, but I won't lie to you, dress smarter, and take you to meet someone. Um... the person you want to meet."

Very familiar tone, very familiar smile.

A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in He Zhizhou's heart, subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Zhao Ruhui, as if confirming the authenticity of the matter, and seeing that he did not evade at all, he turned around and re-entered the room without looking back.

The more formal and delicate the clothes, the more complicated they are, and even this "complexity" is not only reflected in the style, but also in the number of layers.In short, only you can't imagine, there is nothing you can't do.Fortunately, it is hot summer now, that is to say, the most common middle coat plus outer shirt.

The clothes are really embroidered ladies with a lot of thought.

Although He Zhizhou is not a turkey who has never seen the world, he still couldn't help staring at himself in the mirror for a while.

What I have to say is that Zhao Ruhui's extravagant emperor's life has made his aesthetics quite superb. This outfit is really more suitable for He Zhizhou, but the crow green middle coat, dark purple outer robe, and darker colors The color suppresses his temperament the most, and the dark moiré silver edge sewn on the cuffs and necklines does not make him look too serious and rigid overall. The waist is tied, which shows his slender and straight figure even more.

This is a truly fierce and noble superior, not a weak gesture that can easily be played with and contemptuously.

He Zhizhou was silent for a while, and when he turned around and wanted to go out, he saw Zhao Ruhui had come uninvited at some point, standing by the door at this moment, sizing him up from a distance with admiration.

……

It's not that annoying.

He Zhizhou lowered his eyebrows slightly, and then walked towards him. The long hem of his clothes swayed slightly as he walked, which was a rare scene for him who was always wearing strong clothes.

He Zhizhou walked up to Zhao Ruhui, looked at him with black and white eyes, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "When will I see him?"

"Don't worry, today is the day you said,"

Zhao Ruhui appreciatively admired the beauty who changed her attire, and felt that there seemed to be something missing in his attire. After thinking for a while, she suddenly realized with a smile and tied the dragon head ring on her waist to his waist. superior.

"This will look much better. Anyway, they haven't arrived yet, let the maid give you another crown?"

For hair buns, Zhao Ruhui himself knows the simplest one. Given today's itinerary, he naturally hopes that He Zhizhou can be the most suitable for him to dress up, so he doesn't blindly pursue doing it by himself. Seeing that He Zhizhou doesn't Objecting, he directly called the big maid who was serving him over.

Unless it is deliberately acting, Zhao Ruhui will not make any big moves when there are maids in the house. First, he is taking care of He Zhizhou's feelings, and second, he doesn't like the private intimacy between two people. Light bulbs, so at this moment even if it is a trustworthy palace lady, he just stands aside and watches in every possible way, stealing a teacher by the way.

It's not such a complicated way to tie the three thousand fine black hairs. Half of them are scattered and half of them are tied. It is a very relaxed but elegant style, which is very beautiful.

The grand lady's hands were very dexterous, and she was already tidying up in a short time.The comb was put back into the wooden box, which was the tool box she carried with her. The tools in it were like a disguise box, naturally there was more than just a comb.

However, the maid of honor didn't dare to move anything else, and Zhao Ruhui didn't even mention that he was sorry, but He Zhizhou took a look at him, took a small pen from it, and skillfully pressed the color of his eyebrows again.

After all, his complexion is really not good these days, after a heavy stroke, he doesn't look so pale and haggard.After all, he didn't want Master to worry too much about himself.

And at this moment, the hidden guards outside also knocked on the door and came up to report in a low voice.

Zhao Ruhui nodded to show that he knew, then smiled and looked at He Zhizhou, "The person you want to meet is outside, come with me?"

It is rare for He Zhizhou to look a little nervous. After all, since the "traitor was executed", he has not seen how the old chief is doing, and he is somewhat worried and concerned.

However, he didn't expect that besides his master, he followed behind Zhao Ruhui, and there was actually a former enemy of his master?

And... It seems that the relationship between them is not as incompatible as he was before?

Mingming and Anxuanming are still the ice-cold former head of Anbu, and He Weiming is still the indifferent former Shadowmen chief.

"Master..."

After they saluted Zhao Ruhui, He Zhizhou stiffened and called out He Weiming.

It's not that He Weiming's condition is not good, but that He Weiming's condition is so good that he even stood up neatly and brewed four cups of tea with his calm face.The first cup was given to the emperor, the second cup was given to An Xuanming, the third cup was given to He Zhizhou, and the fourth cup was given to himself.

If he insisted that it was nothing special, then his subsequent actions made He Zhizhou unable to deceive himself—his master, after seeing that Anxuan Ming's cup was empty, took the initiative to add another cup for him.

The behavior is smooth and natural, without the slightest reluctance.

And Chief An, also using his cold face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, took the old chief's tea expressionlessly.

……

He Zhizhou deeply knew that according to He Weiming's temper, if he didn't want to, then no one or any threats could make him give in and compromise.

However, looking at the current scene, He Zhizhou suddenly felt a little dazed.

Didn't these two people always look at each other with disgust before, and couldn't wait to catch each other's pigtails and pull people off their horses?

But... where did this vague understanding, even favor, come from?

At this moment, He Zhizhou, who was vaguely suspicious that he was in a dream, didn't notice who refilled the cup of tea after him.

On the contrary, the old chief who had been secretly looking at his apprentice's well-being froze, staring at the familiar and natural interaction between him and the emperor.

Especially when he, the restless apprentice, picked up the cup without noticing it, the old chief was deeply silent for a moment.

Combined with Zhao Ruhui's series of reactions before, and his especially tolerant treatment of them, the old chief suddenly felt that what he should worry about was not his apprentice's safety, but his chastity...

Obviously he didn't raise a beautiful girl, but a tall and handsome young man?

One meal, two generations.

The master and apprentice fell into their respective trances in an instant, only Zhao Ruhui smiled as if he didn't know their complicated mentality at all, and entertained them attentively without any imperial pretensions, while An Xuanming had expected it a long time ago. He just lowered his head without saying a word, and continued to eat as cold as ice.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will be a beautiful night, let me tell you my confession! ~