Hard to be a shadow guard

It is impossible to know when Xuanying fell asleep last night.

But what was surprising and even horrifying was that Xie Yiqian actually came to Xuanying's courtyard in person just after dawn the next day.

Xuanying had just woken up when he heard the sound of a shadow guard calling outside, he was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses and hurriedly got out of bed.

The moment Xie Yiqian pushed the door in, Xuan Ying happened to kneel down respectfully on the ground.

It's just that he was too hasty, his clothes were still a little disheveled, his hair was tangled together, and there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead that he didn't have time to wipe off, so he looked unkempt.

Xie Yiqian took a rough look at the person kneeling at his feet, strode forward, bent over and stretched out his hand——

"My lord?" When Xuanying's warm palms were placed under Xuanying's arms, the remaining warmth of the palms seemed to be able to penetrate through the clothes and penetrate into the bones.

Xuanying was startled at the moment, and opened her mouth to question unconsciously.

But Xie Yiqian didn't answer the words, he just supported him to stand up, turned around and ordered: "Call Di Ren to come over, and those who told you to come up quickly."

After speaking, the shadow guards and servants behind him took orders one after another.

Xuanying was completely confused by the actions of the group of people opposite, so much so that Xie Yiqian half-supported and half-hugged him and walked a distance without noticing it.

Until he was forced to sit on the edge of the bed, Xuan Ying suddenly turned his head, and was able to look up at the face of the Lord without accident.

The master stood, but the slave sat down.

This kind of cognition just appeared in Xuanying's mind, and it made him break out in a cold sweat in an instant - Prince Rui's Mansion has never been a place without rules and dignity.

"Subordinate..."

"Don't move!" Xie Yiqian interrupted Xuanying before he could finish speaking.

Hearing his calm tone, it seemed normal, but Xuanying could clearly see that in the Lord's eyes, there was clearly an order that could not be refuted.

Hearing this, no matter how much doubts and fears in Xuan Ying's heart, she dared not say more: "...Yes."

In this way, Xie Yiqian was somewhat satisfied.

And at this moment, the servant who had just taken orders came back again.

I saw them coming in one after another, carrying in their arms, several large and small stoves, and someone carrying three or five Tang Pozi, and a basket of fine coal.

Xuanying was really dumbfounded.

It was only the beginning of autumn at this time, except for the occasional coolness in the house, most of the time the temperature was just right.

And this shadow guard's courtyard, from Tianren to ordinary shadow guards, would not light a fire in the house even in the cold winter months.

Warmth would be the best thing to lull them.

So in this kind of season, what's wrong with the lord, that he sent so many stove soup wives to his room?

Xuanying endured and endured, and waited for the servants to put the stove away, put Mrs. Tang by the bed and retreat, Xuanying finally asked, "I dare you, I don't know what the master's intention is?"

He asked cautiously, lest he be punished by the Lord for exceeding the rules.

But Xie Yiqian didn't care, he waved his hand and said generously: "It's nothing, just send it to your room and use it."

"From now on, the king will find someone to take care of the fire for you, and I will prepare Mrs. Tang for you in advance at night. It happens that there is nothing to do recently, so you can stay in the room to recuperate. This king will not Give you a task."

"You don't need to worry about other things. The affairs in your yard will be explained by the king himself for a while, so you don't go out. If you have something to send a servant or a shadow guard, the king will come to your yard and talk about it."

Xie Yiqian didn't dare to say anything else, but if he wanted to support someone in Nuo Da's palace, he could still do it.

Xuanying has always been loyal, Xie Yiqian is confident that as long as there is no accident, Xuanying will not disobey his orders and go out privately.

But now with these few words of Xie Yiqian, it is undoubtedly giving a round cake - call me if you have something to do, and I will come if you call me.

But Xie Yiqian has the final say on how many times he can come and which time he can come!

Xuan Ying was only shocked by Xie Yiqian's words, and didn't think about it at all. This is no different from house arrest.

He only thought about... how much honor the Lord gave him by saying this.

Since ancient times, slaves have always paid homage to their masters. How can a master always take care of his slaves?

Xuanying repeatedly refused: "This subordinate dare not, the master doesn't need to do this... It's okay for the subordinate, the subordinate's injury will soon heal, and I can keep watch for you, and I can report to you if something happens, I dare not let the master ..."

"It's okay!" Xie Yiqian refused involuntarily, "Just do what I tell you, you can feel at ease."

But this is not a question of peace of mind at all!

Xuan Ying tried to pester her for a few more words, but Xie Yiqian glanced at him coldly, and immediately silenced Xuan Ying.

And at this time, Di Ren also led the order to come.

Xie Yiqian turned his head just in time: "Let's see, what's wrong with Xuanying's leg, didn't you find the injury when you looked at him before?"

Leg injury?

Xuan Ying was stunned for a moment, looking around, all the Mrs. Tang in the stove seemed to have an explanation, and when he looked up, even if he could only see the lower half of the master's face, it didn't prevent him from imagining the master's face. How the upper brow furrows.

A warm current flowed through Xuanying's heart.

He hurriedly turned his head, closed his eyes fiercely, tried his best to suppress the wetness imprinted on his eyes, taking advantage of no one's attention, he waited for a long time before turning back.

There was a look of surprise in Diren's eyes, he didn't know where Xuanying's leg injury came from, and why the Lord discovered it before him... But these are not things he can get to the bottom of!

Diren replied "yes" and walked over.

Remaining silent and not curious, Diren just kept silent and began to check Xuanying's leg injury.

For more than ten days in a row, Xuanying seemed to be living in an unreal dream.

Xie Yiqian went to Xuanying's courtyard early every morning, followed by a group of servants who moved the files, and then Xie Yiqian stayed in Xuanying's courtyard all day.

It seems to be accompanying, but there is very little communication.

Apart from a room that was as hot as a steam oven, Xuan Ying really didn't have any extravagant wishes. He lay on the bed and looked at the master who was handling official business not far away, and felt for the first time:

What kind of blessing did he cultivate in his life, to be able to receive such a blessing from the Lord.

Until No. 11 days... Xie Yiqian did not come.

Xuan Yingku sat by the window and waited for a whole day, but still did not see that familiar figure.

Forcibly suppressing the feeling of emptiness in his heart, he got into the quilt and covered his head with insomnia all night.

It's No.12 days, No.13 days, fifteen days, 20 days...

Those abnormal behaviors of Xie Yiqian seemed to have pressed the pause button, and finally returned to the right track.

Xuanying understands intellectually that he has no right to be dissatisfied with this or anything else, but emotionally speaking, it is really difficult for him not to care or expect.