Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue didn't even think about it, he stretched out his hand and pulled Prince Jing by his side, and stood in front of him.

Those young men rushed directly in front of Prince Jing.

"Bah, bad luck!" A young man in red shook his handkerchief, covered his nose, and retreated in distaste, "Which family's brat, whose hair hasn't even grown yet, still wants to visit brothels like others? Go away, go away! "

Seeing Prince Jing's darkened face, Duan Yue almost died laughing.

"Oh, this official, he really looks like a flower when he smiles, which makes my family so excited."

The young man in red changed his face, and immediately put on a weak and deceitful posture, and leaned into his arms alluringly.

Duan Yue embraced Prince Jing, stepped back half a step, and smiled with a bit of murderous intent, and became more and more bewitched under the night: "Young master, I have my own master, and I don't invite prostitutes."

The boy in red squinted his eyes: "Hey, the officials are joking, what else can you do in this romantic place besides recruiting prostitutes?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the beautiful young man in Duan Yue's arms, his eyes were delicate: "Isn't it because you brought your son to see the world?"

Duan Yue seriously refuted the rumors: "It's not the son, but the master."

Prince Jing couldn't hold back, and looked up at him with indescribably deep eyes.

There was too much fat and powder all around, and some people saw that Prince Jing was too outstanding and young, so they rubbed their hands dishonestly on him.

Duan Yue pulled the man into his arms without making a sound, put his arm at his side to block those obscenities, and said calmly: "Where is the bustard?"

"Mom is busy, so I don't have time to talk about it."

The brothel has never welcomed people like them who don't prostitute or drink, and who seem to be looking for trouble.

"Please trouble your son to communicate, Duan Shi is here."

Duan Yue handed over the token of the Dark Guard Camp.

The expression of the young man in red changed, he immediately looked around, bowed his head respectfully, and said cryptically, "My lord, come with me."

The two were brought into an elegant upper room.

"My lord, wait a moment, I will go and call my mother right now."

Duan Yue nodded, sat down, and poured himself a glass of water.

Prince Jing pressed his hand and refused to let him drink: "The water in the brothel is scattered with acacia."

Duan Yue raised his eyebrows: "How do you know that you come here often?"

Naturally, Prince Jing didn't come here very often, and he never even set foot there on weekdays.

He himself is more beautiful and charming than prostitutes, why come to find these rouge vulgar fans.

What's more, he is a cold-hearted person who only has power in his eyes.

Duan Yue also knew this, but he was just stabbing him out of habit.

Prince Jing was very serious: "I won't come."

"Oh."

Duan Yue had an indifferent face.

In the end, he put down the teacup and didn't drink any more.

The layout of this room is quiet and quiet, with Xuan windows and painted curtains, which is quite artistic.

But the brothel Chuguan, the aphrodisiac fragrance is indispensable.

After not waiting for a while, Prince Jing's cheeks turned red, and he looked at Duan Yue with blurred eyes: "Sixteen."

"You won't be able to resist it, are you stupid?"

Duan Yue stood up, opened the Zijin incense burner, extinguished the incense in the tent, and opened the window for ventilation.

Prince Jing followed him unconsciously, following him wherever he went.

When he stopped, he rubbed against his back, put his arms around his waist, and called out sullenly, "Duan Shiliu."

"You put on less."

Duan Yue turned around and touched his forehead, "Where is the mental method I taught you? Just follow the luck, don't grind."

Prince Jing's peach blossom eyes were clouded with mist, and he looked at him blankly.

He is indeed young, and when he looks up at people seriously, he looks young, with red lips and white teeth, which attracts people to commit crimes.

Duan Yue's heart was thumping.

He thought, I don't care, I am also a young boy, no one has ever been young.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and placed his palms between Prince Jing's eyebrows.

Prince Jing took both of his hands and rubbed them obediently in his palms, like a young animal eager to be stroked, arousing pity.

Duan Yue's heart was like still water, he relieved the fragrance for him, carried him to the bed and sat down.

Prince Jing himself was dizzy and dazed for a while, then he came to his senses.

It happened that the bustard knocked on the door, and Duan Yue went to open it.

"I said who is it..." Mama bust breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled off the human skin mask, revealing a man's face, "Why are you here, the commander has something to order?"

The dark guards had their eyeballs all over the place, and the Yumen Pass that King Jing came to happened to be their territory, and the person in charge was Xuanwei Duan Jiu.

"No, find someone." Duan Yue glanced at Prince Jing behind him, "Chu Chu, what's the name of that friend?"

"Chu..." Duan Jiu saw the face of the young man on the couch clearly, was slightly startled, and quickly knelt down: "Greetings to Fourth Highness!"

Prince Jing rubbed his eyes and covered his forehead: "It's Zhu Chan."

Duan Jiu frowned: "There is such a person, but he was just redeemed this morning. He said that he has admired him for a long time, and he has persuaded the elders in the family to marry him as a concubine."

"It's such a coincidence, I'm afraid the investigation has been leaked... Do you know who the ransom is?"

Duan Yue noticed the abnormality of Prince Jing, asked, walked up to him, bent down and took his hand away.

Seeing that his eyes were flushed, tears kept flowing, his slender eyelashes were trembling and trembling, he was extremely pitiful.

"Why are you crying?" Duan Yue was puzzled, "I didn't beat you up."

"I don't know." Prince Jing looked at him with wide peach blossom eyes, his eyes were cold, and his face was stained with tears.

He defended: "I didn't cry."

Duan Yue smiled, stretched out his fingertips to his face, wiped it, and it was full of water droplets, "You didn't cry, so this is saliva?"

Duan Jiu thought of something, sniffed his sleeve, "Your Highness is probably allergic to this fragrance."

"Fragrant? What kind of fragrance?"

"The mint leaves bought from a foreign merchant are pungent and pungent, smell it."

Duan Yue leaned close to his skirt, shrugged his nose, and smelled a faint cold fragrance.

Inexplicably reminded him of his previous life, Prince Jing who was cold to the core.

He glanced back.

The young Duan Chuchu was sobbing with red eyes, while looking at him wronged: "Uncomfortable."

Duan Yue raised his eyebrows and hooked Duan Jiu's shoulder: "Brother Jiu, go, go out and talk."

When they arrived in the courtyard, Duan Jiu said: "I will order someone to investigate later, and I will tell you the news tomorrow morning."

"Thank you Brother Ninth." Duan Yue was obedient, and gave him an ingot of gold.

Duan Jiu laughed: "What do you think today? Something is wrong, Xiao Shiliu, have you changed?"

Usually, he came to order him to do things with a cold face, but this time he was not only polite, but even knew how to give money.

"No, it's just an epiphany."

Duan Jiu laughed, and returned the money to him: "I heard that you have made many mistakes recently, and Duan Yi has deducted a penny from your monthly payment. I don't dare to take this wife's money. You can keep it for yourself."

Duan Shiliu didn't answer, and sneaked over: "Brother Nine, do you still have those mint leaves? I want them."

……

Duan Yue stuffed the purse into his bosom, pushed the door open and entered the room.

Prince Jing had stopped crying, his eyes were still red and swollen, he was sitting on the couch hugging the quilt, staring out the window in a daze.

"Go, we're done."

Prince Jing turned his head, and the cold snow in his eyes receded.

"Have you found the ransomist?"

"How can it be so fast, we have to wait until tomorrow." Duan Yue came over, pinched him by the armpit, and picked him up.

"Go back first, or do you want to stay here all night? Tomorrow there will be big news in Chang'an City. The Fourth Highness will stay overnight in the Chu Pavilion to have fun. You don't even want your throne."

King Jing said: "I'm tired, will you carry me, Sixteen."

"I beg you to show some face."

Prince Jing pursed his lips and showed him his legs.

He was running around all day long, and his injury was slow to heal. The bruises on his calf were still lingering, and blood was still oozing from the wound, which made it painful to look at.

Duan Yue thought for a while, then bent down: "Come up."

King Jing fulfilled his wish by lying on his back, and he carried him out of Yumen Pass.

There are ten miles of colorful lights on the long street behind, and the noise is extraordinary.

The night ahead was full of snow and snow, and it was icy cold.

With Duan Yue standing in front of him, he couldn't feel the cold wind.

For the first time, Prince Jing felt that he was not alone on this thorny and bumpy road.

The gate of Beizhen Fusi had already been closed, Duan Yue climbed over the wall and jumped off, and slept on King Jing's couch all night.

As for Prince Jing, it was natural to lay the ground floor.

As soon as he woke up the next day, his jaw was pinched by Duan Yue.

"Eat this."

Prince Jing recognized that it was Life-Extending Pill, something with side effects, so he hesitated.

Duan Yue said: "Don't force me."

Five fingers also began to exert force.

Jaw pain.

He could only open his mouth and swallow with pain.

Duan Yue opened his arms towards him, the meaning was self-evident.

Prince Jing knew that he had to do that daily homework again.

To Duan Yue, this seemed to be a forced ceremony, he didn't like it very much, but he had to do it.

Prince Jing obediently slipped into the arms of the dark guard, and heard him call "Chu Chu" ten times.

"Ok?"

"Alright, let's drive." Duan Yue pushed him away.

Prince Jing fell back and sat down.

At this very moment, a gust of wind swept through the window.

The vermilion sleeves fluttered, and Feixue was so fascinated that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

When the wind and snow stopped, Duan Yue saw only a pile of bulging clothes.

He froze for a moment: "Duan Chuchu?... Your Highness?"

As for the person, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?

The hill moved, arching and arching like a cat.

Duan Yue opened his eyes wide and moved closer.

The next moment, Jin Yiwei's flying fish suit was pulled away, revealing a tiny cub.

Round black eyes, Yuxue's delicate skin, bright red and moist lips, like a delicate porcelain doll.

The only thing that remains the same is the coldness in his eyes.

Duan Yue stretched out his fingertips, and touched the cub's eyebrows.

The cub raised its short legs, slapped its fleshy buttocks on the ground, and the baby's fat cheeks quivered, with a dazed look on its face.

"...Your Highness?" Duan Yue asked.

The cub opened its mouth wide, and after a while, it let out a soft, milky cry: "Ten, sixteen."

Life extension pill, a small surprise every day, today is rejuvenation.

Duan Yue touched his chin: "Your Highness, if you are like this, I can't take you to handle the case."

King Jing's cub gasped, trying his best not to cry, but unfortunately the tears didn't obey, and big ones rolled down.

"no, do not want."

He got up tremblingly, dragged his loose robe and rushed over, hugging Duan Yue's arm.

Now Duan Yue's arm is taller than his whole body.

He slurred: "Together with Sixteen, One, and One."

I always feel that my intelligence has also declined.

"Dong Dong".

Someone knocked on the window.

Duan Yue hugged Prince Jing into his arms, wrapped his clothes in his clothes, covered his head, and opened the window.

The dark guard in Xuanyi rushed in and knelt respectfully.

"My lord, I found out. The redeemer is a fan of Dongchang in disguise. Zhu Chan is now living in an idle house in Dongchang. This is the address."

Duan Yue took it and let him leave.

I didn't expect that Dongchang would also have a relationship with Wu Zheng. I'm afraid it was Concubine Zhuang who connected him.

Tianshi is now a sweet potato. The old emperor obeyed his words and controlled Wu Zheng, which is tantamount to holding His Majesty's lifeline.

Duan Yue looked at the little boy in his arms: "Your Highness, are you going to rob people today?"

Prince Jing struggled to remove his head, and said with a serious face, "Go, I will meet Si Chengxue."