Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue's visit was unlucky, no one was squatting down, only a proud little eunuch guarded in front of the dilapidated palace gate.

The little eunuch is called Jin Bao, and he is a servant who takes care of King Jing's daily life.

Duan Yue remembered clearly that there was a time when the Third Prince sent someone to frame King Jing, King Jing deliberately did not expose it, but directly used Jin Baolai as a scapegoat.

Jin Bao was dismembered by five horses in public.

Of course Prince Jing didn't end well, he was thrown into a dry well by the third prince and locked up for three days and three nights, but was rescued by Princess Jing.

After that, Duan Yue learned a lesson, never offend King Jing, because he is so cruel that even if he dies, he still wants to leave the bones of those who bullied him.

He still had a task at night, so he was anxious to wait, so he tapped the broken wooden table covered with dust with his fingertips: "Did the Fourth Highness say when he will come back?"

Jin Bao Pi Dian Pi Dian poured him a glass of water, with a flattering expression on his face: "My lord, His Highness didn't say anything, only that he was going to meet His Majesty."

As he spoke, he couldn't help ridiculing: "For an unfavored bastard, His Majesty would be extra merciful if he didn't kill him. It's good for him. It's really shameful to lick his face and get close to him."

Duan Yue glanced at him, but didn't speak.

A few days ago, Jin Bao had slacked off work and gambled, but he didn't know that this "Master Xuanwei who came to find fault" in his eyes had actually helped the Fourth Highness a lot.

After waiting for half a quarter of an hour, there were finally a few noises from the entrance of the hall, but it was not Prince Jing, but the sixth and ninth princes.

Duan Yue received his credit and saluted the two Highnesses.

"Brother Sixteen, are you here to play with Brother Four?"

Seeing him, the Ninth Prince's eyes lit up, he let go of the Sixth Prince's hand, and ran to Duan Yue's feet with a "thud thump", stretched out his short, fat, white and tender little arms, wrapped them around his knees, and looked up at him expectantly with his small face. He: "Brother Sixteen, bring Zhouzhou and play together, okay?"

He heard from his mother and concubine that the cool brother who sent him back was called Duan Shiliu, so he thought it was his brother Shiliu, and he often talked about it.

Duan Yue gently pulled his hand away and squatted down: "Your Highness Ninth Prince, you can't call Brother Slave."

The Ninth Prince blinked his big beautiful eyes: "Why?"

Because a slave is a slave, a dog, and unworthy.

Before he could say anything, the sixth prince stepped forward and said, "Because Brother Sixteen is younger than Zhou Zhou, Zhou Zhou has to call him Sixteen."

Duan Yue choked.

The Ninth Prince believed it was true, and counted with his fingers in confusion: "But, Zhou Zhou is six years old this year, sixteen years old."

The sixth prince didn't even blink: "Three years old."

Sixth Highness, is it really okay for you to lie to your brother like this?

"Then my name is, Brother Sixteen, is that okay?"

"No way." The sixth prince patted his head, "Sixteen doesn't like people calling him little brother, he will wet the bed."

The Ninth Prince's eyes widened in surprise.

He can't wet the bed anymore, a man of Shiliu's age can still wet the bed!So sympathetic!

"..."

Duan Yue allowed the sixth prince to smear his image, but did not say a word.

He built a little snowman for the Ninth Prince, and it was almost noon.

The two Highnesses sneaked out during their lunch break and had to go back to class.

Duan Yue escorted the two to leave.

Before leaving the door, the sixth prince suddenly turned his head and said flatly: "Father was very displeased with what you said in the imperial study the day before yesterday."

Duan Yue froze for a moment, lowered his head and stared at his toes, and remained silent.

He said again: "The third brother and the fourth brother are deadly enemies. If you follow the third brother, you will not be able to associate with us in the future."

Duan Yue was still silent.

The Sixth Prince's gaze stayed on his too pale and handsome face for a moment, then he retracted it gently.

"If I win the test, Duan Shiliu, I want you."

Duan Yue looked up in surprise.

The sixth prince has already left with the ninth prince.

Duan Yue heard the Ninth Prince's childish voice and asked him childishly: "Brother Six, why do you want sixteen?"

What the sixth prince said was blown away by the wind, and Duan Yue couldn't hear clearly.

He really fell asleep and gave him a pillow. He thought about living with the sixth prince, so the sixth prince handed him an invitation.

Is it a coincidence?

How could he remember that the sixth prince in his previous life didn't like to participate in these disputes?

Duan Yue rested his chin on the steps and waited for a long time. It was not until the sun set that Prince Jing limped back with his wounded body.

The setting sun was like blood, stretching the boy's figure to length.

Gold edging covered his whole body, not warming him at all, but making him look more gloomy.

As he got closer, Duan Yue saw blood trailing behind him, extending into the distance, which was shocking.

"Your Majesty tortured you again!?" He blurted out.

Prince Jing didn't answer, but lifted his heavy eyelids: "Why are you here?"

Duan Yue didn't want to answer.

But Prince Jing just watched indifferently, and he couldn't help but sneer: "I came as soon as I came, and I still need your permission?"

Jin Bao listened and nodded silently in his heart.

He guessed right, this Lord Xuanwei, like everyone else, came to bully His Highness the Fourth Highness.

He stepped forward and clapped his hands to please him with a smile: "Why do you need to be angry, my lord? If you have any orders, I will do it for you. Do you think you should tie up the Fourth Highness first? Or just whip him?"

Duan Yue frowned.

He knew that Jin Bao used to make money from this.

Whenever someone came to make trouble, he would help and do it together.

When the master was happy, he rewarded him with a few taels of silver, which was more than the servant's savings.

The third prince is a frequent visitor.

In addition to him, there are also some heirs of the county king and dudes from famous families in the capital.

No one regards Prince Jing as a human being.

Although he is not a human being, he is a dog.

But Duan Yue sounded harsh.

He was about to tell people to go out, but Prince Jing spoke first, his thin lips parted with a murderous intent: "Get lost."

Jin Bao didn't know what ghost Rakshasa he had provoked, so he grinned grinningly, and came forward to arrest him, gritted his teeth, "You will not eat a toast, and you will be fined! Fourth Highness, I told you to kneel obediently, but if you refuse, you will have to do it! Okay!" Ah! See if the miscellaneous family is not killed..."

His voice was suddenly choked out in his throat, and his eyes widened in horror.

Duan Yue grabbed his neck and lifted it up, with a cold face: "Who was killed?"

Jin Bao blushed, his neck was thick, his feet were thrashing in the air, and he couldn't breathe: "My lord, please forgive me...Your Highness, save me..."

Prince Jing glanced at it, ignored it, and walked into the hall.

Duan Yue threw Jinbao into the yard, turned around and followed in, and closed the door with a "slap".

"You should kill him." Prince Jing said while pouring water, "He will take revenge, and he will find a way to take revenge on you in the future."

"I'm different from your trash, he can't touch me."

Duan Yue walked up to him, slapped the table and bent down, deliberately baring his teeth and annoyed him: "You want him to die, but I don't want you to be happy, I want to keep him, and I will continue to help others to torture you in the future!"

Prince Jing raised his eyes and paused for a moment on the wound on his neck: "Does it still hurt?"

Duan Yue's ferocious expression froze for a moment, before he could react, he was a little dazed: "What?"

But Prince Jing stopped asking, and lowered his eyes, holding a coarse porcelain teacup, his face full of irrelevant indifference:

"I told you to find the third prince to recognize the Lord, why don't you go."