Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue stood at the door for a while, thinking blankly whether he should close the door to avoid it.

As soon as he retracted his feet, Zhao Jingyou found him.

A sweet smile suddenly burst from her delicate face.

"Duan Yue! You are here!" Unexplainably surprised, he waved to him.

The figure of Duan Yue who was about to withdraw suddenly froze in place.

What's going on with this scene where a wife has waited for ten years for her husband to return home and be reunited?

Why is the hostess suddenly enthusiastic?

He looked up in confusion.

It happened that King Jing's eyelids trembled, and the slender eyelashes drew a graceful arc in the air, and they were slightly lifted.

He collided with Prince Jing's unique pair of cold peach blossom eyes.

The man had just woken up, and there was still a bit of confusion and pain in his eyes, but he quickly reacted and suppressed all emotions in an instant, without any ripples.

"Healing?" He asked Duan Yue, his voice still tinged with hoarseness.

Duan Yue didn't know what to reply.

He took a careful look at the pair of dogs and men, and wondered if he should sneer and reply "Heal your mother, you are not worthy".

But he couldn't laugh.

After a long silence, Duan Yue still nodded and said "En".

Zhao Jingyou pouted unhappily.

Why is this hidden guard still so stupid? Prince Jing abused him like that in his last life, and he still has to help heal his wounds.

so stupid.

She hugged King Jing's arm and smiled innocently: "Why bother Master Xuanwei, Ayou can also help brother Yunchu heal. Isn't that right, brother?"

For the last two words, Duan Yue could barely hear a bit of gnashing of hatred.

But the girl clearly looked innocent, and he suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Ayou, here is the healing holy water that can cure illnesses, can you use it for Brother Yunchu?"

Zhao Jingyou smiled coquettishly, but secretly pinched Prince Jing's arm severely.

Fuck it, dog, she died so badly in her last life, go to hell, scumbag, die.

Prince Jing frowned and stared at her.

He didn't know whether Zhao Jingyou did it on purpose or not, but his nails just picked at his wound with great force.

He sat up silently, gathered up the loose top, pushed the girl away, and said with a distant attitude: "Thank you Princess for sending me back to the palace, I'm fine, please go back."

Zhao Jingyou was aggrieved and burst into tears: "Brother Yunchu hates Ah You?" Pooh, a dead scumbag will play tricks.

Prince Jing perfunctory: "No."

"Then why don't you ask Ah You to help?" He can only kill you if he gives his hand.

Prince Jing didn't answer, but raised his eyes to look at Duan Yue.

Zhao Jingyou frowned and turned his head.

Duan Yue was suddenly stared at by two pairs of eyes, with a bewildered expression on his face.

what's the situation.

You two are flirting, watch what I do.

Prince Jing said, "Sixteen will help me."

Zhao Jingyou smiled: "There are so many things to do on the [-]th, I'm afraid I won't be free."

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other coldly, and the atmosphere was deadlocked.

Duan Yue, who was affected by innocence, stood silently for a while: "Then I... leave first?"

"Don't go."

"stop!"

The two spoke in unison.

……

Duan Yue was beeping in his heart, he didn't even know why he wanted to heal her husband from the previous life under the eyes of Princess Jing.

The most important thing is that Princess Jing doesn't care about her target at all, but instead asks his rival in love: Are you tired, are you hungry, do you want to rest?

The world is fucking fantasy again?

He has a wooden face: not tired, not hungry, no need to rest.

Then he took his leave without hesitation, not wanting to stay any longer.

Zhao Jingyou still wanted to hang on to him and walk along with him, but she still had tasks to clear, so she had to swallow her breath and stay, pretending to be cute in front of Prince Jing.

Prince Jing had just been appeased by the little dark guard, so he had a good temper.

Be patient and act with her.

The two hid their swords in their smiles and played until late at night.

Seeing Jin Bao at the door shivering, the chill shot up to the top of his head.

Zhao Jingyou was smiling when he left, and his favorability had reached twenty.

The scumbag is so easy to deceive.

As soon as he returned home, he yelled and cursed.

It's all gone along the way.

She and the scumbag are at odds with each other!

After Zhao Jingyou appeared, Duan Yue seldom went to the cold palace again, and only went in at night to heal Prince Jing's injuries.

Prince Jing didn't speak, and neither did he. For several days, both of them remained relatively silent.

Ten days passed by in a blink of an eye, and Zhu Queling was finally eliminated from Prince Jing's body.

When Duan Yue left, he said softly, "I won't come here again."

Prince Jing was enduring the pain to bandage himself, dripping with cold sweat.

Hearing this, he paused with his fingertips and raised his eyes suddenly: "Are you angry?"

Duan Yue shook his head: "The love is over, I have nothing to do with you."

He was reborn because of Prince Jing, and the reason for rescuing Prince Jing from prison was to end the entanglement in his previous life.

To heal his wounds, one is the responsibility of the whole dark guard, and the other is to repay Bingchi's life-saving grace.

After that, there is really no more involvement.

But Prince Jing didn't know what he meant.

He thought about it carefully, during this period of time, he was safe and secure, and he should not have offended the little secret guard.

except...

He frowned: "I have nothing to do with Zhao Jingyou. I was unconscious that day, and I didn't know she was the one who sent me back to the palace."

Seeing his serious appearance, Duan Yue laughed out loud with sarcastic eyebrows and eyes.

"Your Highness, why are you explaining this to me? You will never think that I still like you."

Prince Jing's beautiful peach blossom eyes trembled.

"Duan Yunyue." He said hoarsely.

Duan Yue said indifferently: "Don't call me." You are not qualified.

He threw the red rope over and left without hesitation.

Prince Jing stared at his back, dazed for a while, fell down on the bed with difficulty, knelt and crawled over to pick it up.

A worn red rope is a peace knot given by the Queen Mother.After the battle that day, he lost it.

Duan Yue found it for him without making a sound.

But Duan Yue can help him find peace, but he can't help him find the little dark guard from his previous life.

In the past, Prince Jing didn't know what the heart knot meant.

But at this moment, his emotions were like this peace knot, tightly entangled and wrapped around his chest, making him breathless.

……

In the imperial study room, sandalwood is curling up.

Emperor Zhongcheng corrected the memorial after the case, majestic and handsome, with clear eyes, and he could not see the slightest appearance of a faint king.

But the things he did, such as seeking immortality and alchemy, such as favoring concubines, such as reusing courtiers, are not things that a wise king should do.

How strange.

"Fourth, how are you doing recently?"

A question brought Wang Lin back to his senses.

He wiped off his cold sweat, and replied with a sneer: "I went to school with the other highnesses in Zishan Hall and never caused any trouble. Mr. Chen also said that the fourth highness is smart and quick-witted, and he is a good student."

"It's not about this." Emperor Zhong Cheng interrupted, "I'm asking about him and Yun Yue."

Duan sixteen?

Wang Lin was puzzled.

What is the friendship between His Highness the Fourth Highness and Duan Shiliu? Why is His Majesty so concerned?

Moreover, even if His Royal Highness has other intentions, can he still rob someone from his father?

He didn't dare to ask any more questions, and replied respectfully: "Eunuch Jin Bao, who is in charge, said that he didn't see each other for the past two days. The night before leaving, it seemed that there was an unpleasant scene."

Emperor Zhong Cheng nodded, and asked again: "Where's Jing You?"

Princess Jingyou?Isn't this even more of an irreconcilable relationship?

Wang Lin was even more strange.

"The princess is very playful, but she goes to the cold palace every day, but His Highness the Fourth Highness devotes herself to studying and never sees behind closed doors."

"Going to school? He's scared. He can't bear the little dark guard's death again." Emperor Zhong Cheng laughed, intending to watch a good show.

Wang Lin felt terrified and dared not speak up.

Emperor Zhongcheng glanced at him: "The golden treasure next to the fourth child has betrayed the master and is not of much use. He killed him and asked Wang Dian to serve him."

Wang Lin should be.

"In addition, the prince will take the school exam in two days, look at Zhuang Zhiyin and Tan Guiren, don't ask them to make trouble for the fourth child."

While torturing the Fourth Highness, he cared and loved him at the same time.

Your Majesty, do you love the Fourth Highness, or do you loathe him?

Wang Lin really couldn't figure out the relationship between father and son in Tiantian's family.

……

Zishantang.

Dawn breaks, Xi slightly pales.

Duan Yue was helping the third prince to copy the books when Xiao Huangshu suddenly gave a "ding" to remind him that the task was completed and the reward would arrive in his account.

He paused the tip of the pen, and rolled to the ground.

The third prince was dozing off, and immediately woke up, looking around in a panic: "What's the matter! Is the sir here? Hurry up, give me the pen!"

Chen Ge always told him to read, but he didn't even bring any books.

He was so angry that the elder Ge punished him to stay in court to copy by hand.

He wrote crookedly, slowly and torturously. Duan Yue couldn't stand it, so he offered to ask for a pen and paper to copy for him.

The scumbag third prince was so moved that he burst into tears, hugged the little secret guard and swore to treat him well for the rest of his life.

In the previous life, the vicious third prince who threw Duan Yue into the hook to humiliate him, hung him up to beat him and tortured him, seemed like two people.

Duan Yue shook his head, and then said: "His Royal Highness, don't worry, Mr. Chen Ge is not here, it's because the servant accidentally dropped the pen."

The third prince rubbed his eyes, it was dawn.

The little dark guard copied it by hand all night.

There is a thick pile of manuscripts stacked on the desk case. The lower script is neat and sharp, sharp and sharp, and it is more beautiful than many of the contemporary calligraphy.

The third prince was amazed, but also worried: "Xiao Shiliu, I can't write such beautiful characters? Do you think the master will believe it?"

Duan Yue paused.

Oh, yes, he was used to writing letters for Prince Jing in the past, but he forgot that his temporary master now has an ugly handwriting.

But he didn't want to copy it again.

After thinking about it, he flickered: "Your Highness, do you want to be praised by His Majesty?"

The Third Highness looked at him in a daze.

Duan Yue said solemnly: "My servant will teach you how to write!"

Wouldn't it be faster to copy it again than to teach him to write?

No one can teach him how to write, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, his handwriting is still like a turtle.

The third prince murmured in his heart, but seeing Duan Yue's courage, he still complied with him.

The little dark guard leaned over, half embraced his body, wrapped his five fingers with his soft palm, and taught him to draw lines stroke by stroke.

The third prince was shocked. To be honest, he did not expect that such a good deed would come with teaching to write.

He was happy in his heart, and he relaxed and leaned against the little dark guard, his nostrils were filled with the cool and clean scent of soap from his body.

As for what the little dark guard taught, he didn't listen to a single word.

Duan Yue wrote a few copybooks and asked him to practice by himself, so he took advantage of the opportunity to serve breakfast and hid in a corner, holding a black jade ring, and silently recited it.

In an instant, he was in the mustard space.

Different from the darkness and lightlessness of last time, the space this time is like a complete hut.There are doors, windows, lights, white walls, and a spacious space waiting for the owner to add furniture.

Little Yellow Book helped him open the mall panel.

This is also a novelty for Duan Yue.

A wide variety of items are neatly stacked in small flat wooden grids, which can be zoomed in and out at will. With a touch of your fingertips, illusory images and explanatory texts will appear for inspection purposes.

Xiao Huangshu said that as long as he clicks on the "buy" option, the product will automatically appear in the room, and he can move it as he likes.

Duan Yue was even more amazed at the convenience of this thing.

He tried to click on the "Medicine" column, and bought a bottle of "Yiyuan Pill", which was said to be for strengthening the body, and planned to give it to the sixth prince.

After all, his happiness for the rest of his life depends on the sixth prince.

He wanted to buy something else, but Xiao Huangshu pointed to the balance: "Dad, you have no money."

Transactions in the mall are circulated in gold coins, and Duan Yue received [-] gold coins for completing this task.

A bottle of Yiyuan Pill cost nine hundred gold coins.

The rest of the holy medicines for healing, treasures of heaven and earth, treasures of weapons and so on, cost tens of thousands at every turn, and he couldn't afford them at all.

Duan Yue searched for a long time before he found an extremely cheap food in the "Food" column.

Comes in a colorful pouch.

Hardware coins can buy ten small bags.

Also included is to try before buying.

Duan Yue took a small bite with the mentality of "I'll just try it and see if it tastes bad or not, I'm not taking advantage of you".

In an instant, the spicy taste filled the tip of the tongue, and the taste buds seemed to explode.

His eyes suddenly brightened: "I want this! Twenty bags!"