Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Time went back to ten breaths ago.

Duan Yue couldn't reach it because of the pain in his buttocks, so he asked Duan Qi to scratch it for him.

The moment the curtain was lifted, a cool breeze swept across.

The flying snow scattered and landed on Duan Yue's white buttocks.

Duan Qi's big warm palm still covered his buttocks, wrapping the two balls of snow-white whole, against Duan Yue's disheveled and enchanting body, it was simply affectionate.The colors are boundless.

Prince Jing held the car door, his indifferent gaze slowly moved up from Duan Qi's hand, and fell on the face of the little dark guard.

Eyes met, silence spread.

Those cool peach blossom eyes seemed to be colder than the ice and snow outside the car.

Duan Yue suddenly came back to his senses, quickly pulled the quilt to cover his buttocks, and said coldly: "Who told you to come in, get out!"

Prince Jing didn't move.

He said: "You are so impatient for the eyes of everyone."

Duan Yue's cheeks flushed instantly: "You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Duan Qi saluted and explained dully: "Fourth Highness, Sixteen is injured, and the servant is just administering medicine to him."

"Injured?" Prince Jing's eyes flickered slightly: "What's going on?"

Before Duan Qi could answer, Duan Yue said angrily, "Don't tell him! We are not his secret guards anymore, so it's none of his business."

Prince Jing was silent for a moment, staring at him without saying a word.

Duan Qi went back and forth between the two of them, his fingertips tightened slightly, and he said with a sullen face: "Your Highness, this is a private matter of the secret guard camp, so it is inconvenient to tell."

Duan Yue nodded seriously, with a righteous expression on his face: "That's right! Get out quickly, I'm a member of His Highness Sixth, if someone sees you getting into my carriage, what's the matter?"

Prince Jing ignored him, looked at Duan Qi: "Third Brother is looking for you."

Duan Qi was silent for a moment: "After applying the medicine for Shiliu, this subordinate rushed over immediately. Thank you, Fourth Highness, for letting me know."

It means, I will leave after you leave.

Prince Jing's expression was indifferent: "The third brother was punished by the emperor just now, and he is very angry. If you don't rush over, you may be punished."

When Duan Yue heard this, he didn't care about his own injuries, and quickly pulled Duan Qi up: "The Third Highness is really angry, you go, I don't care."

Duan Qi worried, looked at his crotch: "Your injury..."

Duan Yue's face was a little red, but he quickly said seriously: "It's just a small injury, no one can die."

Duan Qi was actually not worried about his injury.

What he was worried about was leaving Duan Yue and Prince Jing alone.

He secretly glanced at the brocade-clothed young man in front of the car door, tentatively: "Your Highness, Shiliu needs to rest. If you are fine, my slave will send you away."

Prince Jing neither nodded nor shook his head.

He pretended not to hear, and did not look at Duan Qi, leaning against the door like a door god.

Duan Yue was already urging, so Duan Qi had no choice but to take it away.

After the others disappeared, Prince Jing bent down and got into the car, closed the curtain, knelt and crawled to Duan Yue's side.

"You are really shameless." Duan Yue scolded him.

He could see clearly what tricks Prince Jing was playing.

Prince Jing was also not angry, and reached out to touch his bright red cheek.

"Don't touch her mother." Duan Yue opened him impatiently, leaned against the corner, and stared at him coldly, "Finally, what trick are you trying to play by pushing Duan Qi away?"

Prince Jing leaned over and uncovered his quilt.

"I'll look at your injury."

The voice is very soft, with a little softness.

But that doesn't cover up his hooliganism of wanting to see his own ass.

Duan Yue gritted his teeth: "If you keep pushing, believe it or not, I will strangle you to death?"

Prince Jing paused and withdrew his hand.

"I don't do anything."

"roll."

Duan Yue pushed him over and turned his back to himself: "I'm about to take medicine, you are not allowed to watch it."

Prince Jing looked at the wall of the chariot in puzzlement: "Why can Duan Qi see it?"

"You're so interesting." Duan Yue laughed angrily: "Duan Qi is my brother, he can go through life and death for me, and put a knife in my side, can you?"

Prince Jing didn't speak, his eyes were a little blank, he didn't know what he thought of.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and changed the subject: "Royal father doesn't know about the assassin yet."

"Oh, Lin Tong and Si Chengxue don't know what plan they are planning, and no one is allowed to tell His Majesty about this matter. However, they kept it from them, and the dark guard camp doesn't care about it, the commander should have already reported it. "

Once Duan Yue was distracted, he became less cautious in his strikes. He let out an "ow" in pain, hugged his head and curled up into a ball.

Prince Jing immediately turned around, "What's the matter with you?"

The dark guard's posture was weird at the moment, his hips were raised high, his waist was bent into an incredible arc, and his exposed snow-white skin made people's ears red and heart pounding.

Prince Jing's breathing was stagnant.

Duan Yue shyly threw a shirt over and covered his head: "What are you looking at, get out!"

Prince Jing was kicked out of the car.

Xu Lin, the Jinyi guard who accompanied him, thought that the two of them had a dispute, and hurried forward: "Your Highness, are you alright?"

King Jing shook his head, brushed off their support, and glanced into the carriage.

The slender waist exposed by the little dark guard domineeringly occupied his eyes, making him unable to restrain himself from thinking about countless intimate things in the past.

He closed his eyes and blew the cold wind for a long time before calming down.

After Duan Yue put on his clothes and got out of the carriage, he saw the young man standing motionless beside the carriage, his body as straight as jade, like a guardian.

"Why don't you leave?" He stepped forward and brushed off the snow that had accumulated on the top of the boy's hair.

Prince Jing obediently closed his eyes, let Feixue go away, and said in a low voice, "Wait for you."

The little yellow book made a "ding dong" sound: "Small task [Warm King Jing's hands], complete the reward of three thousand gold coins."

Duan Yue lowered his head subconsciously, looked at Prince Jing's red and swollen fingers, and hummed softly in his heart.

squeamish.

"Come here." He stretched out his hand to the thinly clad boy.

King Jing raised his eyes in surprise, and when he saw the slender and beautiful palm in front of him, he felt hesitant and timid for a moment, and dared not touch it.

Duan Yue beckoned: "Hurry up, what are the ink stains, don't waste time."

Before Prince Jing could answer, Xu Lin said angrily, "Duan Shiliu, why are you talking to His Highness! Your Highness has been in the snow for half an hour to wait for you!"

Duan Yue rolled his eyelids coldly: "So, it's still my fault?"

He glanced at Prince Jing, withdrew his hand, and sneered: "It seems that slaves should stay away from His Highness the Fourth Highness, otherwise, if something happens to His Highness, it will be the slave's fault."

Prince Jing quickly grabbed his wrist, and rushed forward to hug him: "No."

"Not what?"

"It's not your fault." He put his arms around Duan Yue's waist, and muffled: "It's mine."

Xu Lin's face was slapped by his master.

He looked embarrassed: "Your Highness! Duan Shiliu is too presumptuous to you, why are you still pampering him like this?"

Prince Jing looked back to warn, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes: "Shut up!"

Xu Lin was reluctant.

Seeing this, Duan Yue pursed his lips and let Prince Jing hold him, caressing his cheek with his fingertips frivolously: "Your Highness, they bullied me."

Prince Jing looked up at him, his peach blossom eyes were clear, and he didn't make a sound.

Duan Yue deliberately angered him: "Tell them to get out and kneel all day."

"Duan Sixteen!" Xu Lin was angry.

Prince Jing was silent for a moment.

He turned his head and said to his loyal Jin Yiwei: "Go down."

Xu Lin clenched his fists and retreated with hatred.

"Are you satisfied?" Prince Jing asked Duan Yue.

Duan Yue chuckled lightly, held his cold fingers, put them near his mouth and blew hot air, then stuffed it into his arms and held it: "Greatly."

Prince Jing used the pain of his subordinates to finally exchange the short-lived warmth of the little dark guard.

He buried himself in the small dark guard's shoulder: "I want to hug."

"Don't push yourself too far."

"I've listened to you and told Xu Lin to go down and kneel." He looked up at Duan Yue, which meant it was up to you to express.

Duan Yue rolled his eyes, exerted strength with one arm, and lifted him up easily, holding him in his arms, like holding a baby.

Prince Jing frowned: "That's not the case."

"You're not finished yet." Duan Yue pointed to a frozen river next to him: "If you keep beeping, I'll throw you down, believe it or not?"

Prince Jing remained silent, and was carried all the way to the main tent.

"Sixteen, fourth brother, where have you been?"

His Highness the Sixth Highness came up to meet him, seeing Prince Jing leaning against the dark guard's arms with a weak and pale face, he couldn't help worrying: "What's wrong with Fourth Brother? Are you feeling unwell?"

Prince Jing didn't blush and was out of breath: "The snow is slippery, I just fell and hurt my leg, so I can't walk."

"Let me take a look." His Highness the Sixth Highness knew medical skills, and was about to lift his robe as he spoke.

Duan Yue quickly pressed it down: "No need, this servant has already applied the wound medicine for His Highness the Fourth Highness."

Prince Jing glanced at him.

The old emperor was full and rested, and was about to start again, asking the sixth prince to take a ride.

His Highness the Sixth Highness ordered Duan Yue to take good care of Prince Jing, and left in a hurry.

Duan Yue was speechless: "Duan Chuchu, you even lied to your Sixth Highness, do you still have a word of truth in your mouth?"

"Since you know I'm lying, why do you want to help me lie?"

"Otherwise, tell the Sixth Highness that you lied, so that you two brothers will have a rift? Duan Chuchu, I'm not you, I'm not that vicious."

Prince Jing: "I'm not vicious."

Duan Yue: "Hehe."

Prince Jing fell silent and leaned on his shoulder silently.

Duan Yue found a carriage close to the old emperor and got in.

The two were speechless all the way.

After the carriage drove away for a long time, Prince Jing finally raised his eyes, swayed his slender legs, and seriously refuted Duan Yue's previous sentence: "I didn't lie."

Duan Yue was used to being cheated by him, so he didn't feel at ease at all.

He was vigilant about the movement around him, and he had already put this matter to the back of his head, and frowned impatiently: "What the hell?"

King Jing saw that he didn't remember, so he didn't mention it again: "It's nothing."

baffling.

Duan Yue cursed in his heart.

Just in time, a whistle blew outside the window.

It is the secret signal of the dark guard battalion.

All of a sudden, there were several explosions from all around, the ground shook, the horses neighed in shock and screamed everywhere.

Duan Yue ignored Prince Jing and immediately opened the curtain.

All I saw was a blunderbuss shell, and it shot towards the dragon driver in front, almost becoming an afterimage!

The commander is still in the old emperor's car!

Duan Yue's heart trembled, he tiptoed, and immediately flew forward.

"do not go......"

Prince Jing wanted to grab the little dark guard's sleeve.

However, he was like a gust of wind, just like the previous life, slipping away from his palm without a sound.

No matter how hard you struggle, you can't keep it.