Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Zhuang Zhiyin blinked aggrievedly: "Axue, how can you scold me."

Si Chengxue just wanted to sneer, how did this stupid woman survive to this day in the man-eating palace.

Duan Yunchu held the forbidden army and the three thousand Yunsong iron cavalry, and was worried that he would not be able to use his fists in the palace. Zhuang Zhiyin was lucky, Baba gave people the opportunity, thinking how brilliant his strategy was.

If he remembers correctly, Duan Yunchu founded the mansion and proclaimed himself queen, successively enlisted Jinyiwei and most of the military power in the Northwest, and then overthrew Concubine Zhuang and Zhuang Taifu's clan, taking the government in his hands. In just one year, there were few opponents in the court.

No matter what, don't let him be the prince!

Si Chengxue said coldly: "Did you come up with this idea yourself, or was it a plan passed to you by someone else?"

Zhuang Zhiyin was displeased: "What's your attitude? I'm not a prisoner!" Stamped his feet and compromised: "It's Xiaoqi's idea."

Xiaoqi is Zhuang Zhiyin's parent and son, Duan Yunlang.

Si Chengxue knocked on the table: "Let His Royal Highness come here, I have something to ask him."

Lingchuan glanced at him, and quickly invited the Seventh Prince.

"Greetings to my concubine, I have met the factory supervisor."

His Highness Seventh saluted respectfully.

He and Zhuang Zhiyin were not born alike.Zhuang Zhiyin's appearance is flamboyant and bright, while he is more restrained, with sparse brows and blue clothes like bamboo, if not for his young age, he could be called "Zhilan Yushu".

Si Chengxue didn't beat around the bush, and asked him directly why he expelled the Fourth Highness from the palace.

"Your Highness Seventh is smart, you should know that this move will not benefit you."

The Seventh Prince was neither surprised nor angry: "He was in the palace for a day, just to remind his father, Huang Yaochu, of the existence of Empress Yaochu. Since she cannot be killed, expelling him from the palace is the best way."

After a pause, she looked at Zhuang Zhiyin again: "Every time the concubine mother sees him, she is so angry that she feels uncomfortable, and my son can't bear it."

Tears filled Concubine Zhuang's eyes: "Xiao Qi..."

Si Chengxue stared at him gloomyly: "Your Highness the Seventh Prince, are you telling the truth?"

"Don't dare to lie." He said again: "The deep palace is treacherous, the factory governor took the trouble to help me and my concubine, Yun Lang is very grateful, there is absolutely no lie."

Si Chengxue stared at him for a moment, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up: "The Seventh Highness is sensible, that's the best thing. But Duan Yunchu's proclaiming king is a serious matter, and I hope that the Seventh Highness will not mention it again in the future."

"Yes."

After Si Chengxue left, Zhuang Zhiyin rushed to the Seventh Prince's side, hugged his arm and complained dissatisfiedly: "Axue is getting more and more presumptuous, how dare he call me stupid! Xiao Qi, when you become the emperor in the future, you can't wait for me to be an emperor." You must avenge your mother and concubine!"

The seventh prince withdrew his gaze and patted her on the shoulder: "I will meet you, mother concubine, it's getting late, you should rest first."

After hearing his words, Concubine Zhuang Gui was really sleepy, she yawned delicately, and asked, "Where is Xiaoqi?"

"My son still has half a volume of books, go to the study and rest after reading."

After the Seventh Prince left, he didn't go to the study as he said just now, but turned around and left the palace gate.

The little eunuch beside him asked suspiciously, "Your Highness, it's so late, where are we going?"

The Seventh Prince turned back and said: "His Royal Highness suddenly remembered that some notes were left in Zi Shan Tang, please go and get them, you don't have to follow, go back to the study and wait."

The little eunuch didn't suspect him, nodded and trotted away.

The Seventh Prince stood at the fork in the road for a while, and instead of walking towards Zishantang, he turned to the secluded path on the right.

The ice and snow were hidden in the cracks of the bluestone slabs, and the moonlight poured down like water, illuminating his face as elegant as jade.

It seems to be a little different from the stupid look of the bookworm in the past.

Duan Si thought suspiciously, and secretly followed behind him.

He is now the secret guard of the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince had a bright future, and he didn't like private people like the dead guards, so he was only told to follow him in the dark and not to show up.

Duan Si didn't understand him a bit.

When Mingming chose the Xuanwei in the hall, he stared at himself and said loudly that he wanted Duan Si.

But now he is treated like nothing.

If you don't like it, just give up Xuanwei and choose the other rewards, wouldn't it be fine?

Duan Si couldn't figure it out, and saw that his new master came to the Leng Palace without making a sound, stood silently in the courtyard for a moment, and knocked on the door.

......

Duan Yue was copying books so badly.

The sixth prince didn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he insisted on bringing him to the cold palace.

The old emperor was simply a stepfather, who asked King Jing to copy thousands of scriptures with blood, just to pray for him.

When the sixth prince came, Prince Jing was being held down on the longboard by Wang Lin and a few thick eunuchs. He had already cut his wrist and poured half a basin full of blood, and he was almost gone.

The sixth prince became very angry and drove everyone out.

Before Wang Lin left, he said: "Your Majesty has an order that a hundred volumes of scriptures must be handed over today and tomorrow, and you are not allowed to leave the palace gate until you have finished copying them."

King Jing was already paralyzed on the ground half alive, so the sixth prince had no choice but to hold Duan Yue and secretly help him copy.

Therefore, when the Seventh Prince came to knock on the door, the two masters, a eunuch and a hidden guard were all writing furiously, and their five fingers almost became afterimages.

"Wang Dian, go and open the door."

Wang Dian was so happy that he took a breath, and went to the fart.

Seeing a room full of scarlet scriptures, the Seventh Prince hesitated for a moment: "Fourth brother, this is..."

Duan Yue secretly said badly.

I thought the person who came was Empress Yaochu, how could it be the Seventh Prince?

If they helped King Jing copy the scriptures, if it was revealed, the sixth prince would be punished.

Besides, no one has ever set foot in the cold palace, so how could he come?Didn't his mother and concubine always regard Prince Jing as a thorn in his side?

The two masters were much calmer than him.

The sixth prince put down his pen: "Seventh brother came here late at night, what is your business?"

Duan Yunlang glanced at the pale Prince Jing, bowed his hands and saluted: "I've met fourth brother, sixth brother."

He said again: "Yunlang has something important to discuss with the fourth brother alone."

Seeing that he didn't care about the scriptures, Duan Yue was relieved.

No matter in his previous life or in the book, the seventh prince, Duan Yunlang, is an upright and upright gentleman, clear and proud, disdainful of power.

The sixth prince didn't buy into his account: "If you have anything to do with the seventh brother, you might as well talk about it here, there is no need to avoid it."

"Sixth brother, this is a private matter between Yunlang and fourth brother, please avoid suspicion." The seventh prince insisted.

For a while, the atmosphere froze.

Duan Yue stopped writing, raised his head to look left and right.

The difference between the two is less than one year, and they both look young and immature, with childishness on their faces.

But inexplicably giving people the illusion of a tit-for-tat Shura field.

Duan Yue turned his head to look at Prince Jing at the center of the storm.

This girl is holding the pen, her drooping eyelids are trembling, and she is actually dozing off.

The two younger brothers were about to fight, and he was sleeping here.

outrageous.

Duan Yue elbowed him.

Prince Jing looked up, "I didn't sleep."

Who the hell said you fell asleep, so you don't tell yourself.

Duan Yue endured it: "The Seventh Prince is here."

"I know." Said sitting up.

He still didn't look at anything, and when he raised his arm, he revealed the scriptures copied underneath.

Every word was crooked, and the ink was spilled out of the paper. After writing for a long time, it was all waste.

The corner of Duan Yue's mouth twitched: "You know, it's just a word."

Prince Jing frowned, recalled for a while, and then remembered what the Seventh Prince had just said.

He turned his head and said lightly: "It's okay, let's just say here, Ah Pei is not an outsider."

His voice was calm and his expression was indifferent.

It's a pity that he turned in the wrong direction, and he was talking into the air.

Seventh Prince: "..."

Duan Yue: "..."

Duan Yue immediately turned his head around.

When touched by the puzzled expressions of the two princes, his expression did not change and his heart skipped a beat: "Your Highness has been copying books for too long, you must be dazzled."

The Seventh Prince knew that the Fourth Brother was in poor health, so he reluctantly accepted this statement, and immediately said: "If I form an alliance with the Seventh Brother, can the Seventh Brother spare my mother and concubine?"

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Prince Jing paused, raised his indifferent eyes, and said after a while, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"It doesn't matter if the fourth brother doesn't believe me, I will prove my sincerity. Please also come to Zishantang in three days. I have something to give to the fourth brother."

"Speak clearly." The sixth prince said with a serious face, "How do I know if you are going to murder fourth brother?"

"Brother Six can also go together." After a pause, he looked at Duan Yue who was trying to shrink himself into an invisible person: "Master Duan can also go together, I am not so confident that I can hurt you in front of Master Duan." and two brothers."

After he finished speaking, he didn't linger, and he was about to leave after saluting.

Duan Yue glanced at the scriptures that could not be copied all over the floor, and his mind was excited: "Your Majesty the Seventh Prince, stay!"

The Seventh Prince looked back.

Duan Yue scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Your Highness is here, it's not good to go back empty-handed, why don't you help me copy a few volumes of scriptures before leaving?"

......

Duan Si was blowing cold wind on the roof with his shoulders shrunk.

Suddenly the door of the palace opened, and a black shadow rushed up to him, and as soon as he picked up his skirt, he was about to drag him away.

Duan Si was slightly startled, and immediately drew his knife to fight back.

"it's me."

The bright moonlight illuminated Xiao Shiliu's handsome face, with red lips and white teeth, eyes as cold as snow, as beautiful as a person in a painting.

Duan Si blinked: "You were kicked out by the master too?"

Duan Yue rolled his eyes in his heart: "My master treats me well, do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

Duan Si knocked him on the head: "How are you talking?"

Duan Yue patted his forehead, didn't care about it, hugged his arm, his eyes softened, his voice sweetened, and he began to act shamelessly: "Fourth brother."

"Fourth brother, good fourth brother, fourth brother."

Duan Si was called out with goosebumps all over his body: "Don't be gross, tell me something!"

Duan Yue blinked: "Does Fourth Brother like calligraphy?"

A question mark appeared above Duan Si's head.

Immediately, he was dragged into the palace, a pen was stuffed into the palm of the murderer's house, and he was told to copy scriptures.

The culprit smiled and said, "Three volumes, don't sleep until you finish copying."

Paragraph [-]: "..."

Why didn't Xiao Shiliu take the opportunity to strangle him to death when he first entered the gate of the Dark Guard Camp?

When it was dawn, several people couldn't stand it anymore, and they fell asleep and fell into a daze.

Duan Yue yawned continuously, endured the drowsiness, and pinched his thigh, tearing up from the pain, picked up the pen and continued to copy.

Suddenly, Prince Jing got up and went out.

Duan Yue raised his head and looked at him blankly, his mind was so dazed that he couldn't think at all, he was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and continued to write mechanically.

After a while, Prince Jing returned.

There was an extra cup of steaming tea in front of Duan Yue.

The green and lovely leaf stems swirl and undulate in the water.

Duan Yue was stunned for a while, then raised his eyes.

Prince Jing leaned down, and gently tapped his dry and cracked lips with his cold and slender fingertips.

"bleeding."