Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

"Such a plump squab, would it not be very delicious and nourishing if His Highness stewed it into soup?" The third prince excitedly pulled Duan Yue, and was about to start a fire pot.

A Bao screamed in fright, and threw himself into Duan Yue's arms.

The third prince caught it back: "You still want to run away, please be honest, Your Highness! Otherwise, I will make you a castrated pigeon!"

Duan Yue twitched the corners of his mouth, watching his pet struggling desperately in its claws: "Third Highness, don't you think this 'pigeon' was too ferocious?"

The third prince didn't care: "It's a little bit, but the meat is good enough. By the way, do you like roasted pigeon or stewed pigeon?"

"None of them."

Duan Yue rubbed the center of his brows, and smiled at him: "Third Highness, this is a messenger falcon raised by a servant, not a pigeon."

The last half of the sentence has a very strong bite.

The third prince stared blankly at him for a long time.

Finally, he blurted out a sentence: "Sixteen, why are you shining again?"

Duan Yue's expression froze, and he quickly stopped laughing.

When he was with Prince Jing, "Smile with Knowing Heart" didn't work at all, he had forgotten that he still had this skill.

"Your Highness must have read it wrong." He turned his eyes away, with a calm face: "It must be that the sunlight is too harsh."

His Highness came to his ear and reminded him in a low voice: "Sixteen, today is a cloudy and snowy day, and there is no sun."

Duan Yue: "..."

Fortunately, Duan Yunchen's head structure is simple, so he didn't get too entangled in this matter.

He let A Bao go, and muttered suspiciously: "Duan Shiliu, are you sure you read that right, how could there be such a fat eagle?"

Abao: "..."

Poor Ah Bao screamed miserably, and threw himself on Duan Yue's shoulder for comfort.

The little yellow book translated in real time: "Dad, Ah Bao said that it is not fat, it is called strong."

Duan Yue patted its head: "Okay, not fat, go back and feed you delicious food, let's go."

A Bao hummed happily, fluttered his wings and flew around Duan Yue a few times, then swooped down the mountain.

His Royal Highness was a little surprised: "Duan Shiliu, can you understand what this pigeon... this eagle is talking about?"

Duan Yue doesn't want to be a monster.

If he nodded, the Third Highness would probably take him to the stables and taming ground on the spot, and let him listen to what the horses and tigers and leopards were talking about.

He said: "It's just a slave's guess."

His Highness was disappointed.

But his emotions came and went quickly, and he immediately put the matter behind him, and grabbed Duan Yue's hand: "My highness found that there are many prey in the back mountain, and there is nothing wrong with you. Come and accompany my highness." Hunting, okay?"

Duan Yue hesitated.

He is the secret guard of His Highness the Sixth Prince, so he can't just leave so casually, but if he tells the Third Prince, he might get angry again.

When he was in a dilemma, King Jing stepped forward and said: "The ancestors set the rules, within the Jing'an Temple, no one is allowed to kill."

The third prince frowned: "Why are you here? Your highness is talking to Shiliu, so you can interrupt?"

"This is where I rest."

"Bah, I don't care if it's your territory, His Royal Highness Duan Shiliuben took it away, if you are not convinced, hold it back!"

After finishing speaking, he forcibly dragged Duan Yue away.

Prince Jing's peach-blossom eyes were slightly cold, and he drew out the long sword of the guard beside him, and quickly swung it out.

The long sword brushed against the third prince's cheek, and nailed it hard into the door frame.

The third prince turned pale with fright, and glared at him: "Duan Chuchu! Are you asking for a beating?"

Prince Jing ignored him at all: "Duan Shiliu stay."

"My Highness is going to take him away today, let me see who dares to stop him!"

The third prince grabbed Duan Yue's hand tightly and rushed out.

"Duan Yunchen! I tell you to let him go!"

Prince Jing suddenly gave a cold shout.

In the past, the person who always pretended to be a grandson to recharge his energy and not fight, but today he was uncharacteristically difficult, he jumped forward to fight with the third prince with a single touch of his toes, and he didn't even hide his martial arts.

The third prince saw that he was not pleasing to the eye, so he immediately let go and drew his sword, striking mercilessly.

Duan Yue was pushed aside inexplicably, watching the two of them fight.

"You're not hurt are you?"

Duan Yunpei came out with two futons in his arms.

"Your Highness Six?" Duan Yue quickly saluted, and then glanced at the two men fighting fiercely in the yard, "Your Highness, what should I do, should I ask the servant to pull it away?"

"No, let them fight by themselves, so as not to hurt you."

Duan Yunpei bent down, put the futon on the cold turquoise, and patted his side: "Come and sit, it's rare for the third brother and the fourth brother to discuss each other without holding back, and this is probably the only time in this life."

As he spoke, he even poured himself a cup of hot tea unhurriedly, held it in his palm and sipped it slowly.

Duan Yue's head was full of black lines.

What is going on with His Highness Six now? Where did that innocent and kind Sixth Highness go? Your fourth brother is about to be beaten up, so be sober!

The little yellow book ding-dong: "[The Mystery of the Sixth Prince's Life Experience] Task completion rate +1, Dad, come on."

Duan Yue was puzzled.

What did he do?

"Don't think too much about it. The fourth brother is different now. He won't suffer. Don't worry."

The sixth prince pulled him to sit beside him and gave him a glass of water to warm his hands.

Duan Yue had no choice but to suppress his doubts temporarily, and looked at the two fighting in the courtyard.

Duan Yunchen is good at martial arts, he practiced hard on weekdays, his martial arts are really good.

In a single round of internal strength, King Jing was indeed not as good as him, but he couldn't stand him, his reaction and skill were much better than the third prince's, so after more than ten rounds, he still didn't fall behind.

The sixth prince looked at it for a while and said: "Sixteen, have you taught fourth brother martial arts these few days?"

Duan Yue blinked: "No."

"That's really strange." The sixth prince took a sip of tea, and said in a calm voice, "Fourth brother's martial arts moves are very similar to yours, and they were carved out of the same mold."

Duan Yue was stunned.

looks like?

He was about to take a closer look, when King Jing made a dark move and shot a dark dart in Duan Yue's direction.

Terrified, the third prince forgot to compete, and immediately flew to block the dark dart.

"Dangerous, Sixteen get out of the way!"

King Jing found his weak spot, and without hesitation stabbed at him with his sword, hurting the crook of his leg.

The third prince staggered, lying on the ground, just rolled to Duan Yue's feet, still tightly clutching the dark dart that Prince Jing shot over.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately..."

Duan Yue squatted down and glanced at his injuries.

The knee meridians were seriously injured, if it was more severe, the third prince's leg would be useless.

Prince Jing threw the blood-stained sword and approached slowly: "You lose."

The third prince turned pale with anger: "Duan Chuchu, you are really despicable, aren't you afraid of hurting Duan Shiliu?"

"A servant, it doesn't matter if he gets hurt, he deserves to be hurt." Prince Jing didn't care, "It's you, Duan Yunchen, as long as I'm here, you will never take Duan Shiliu away."

"Duan Chuchu! I'll kill you!"

How could the third prince have suffered such a shameful humiliation, yet he was defeated by the trash he had always looked down upon, and was so stimulated that he crawled over and wanted to beat him up.

Duan Yue frowned and looked up at the sixth prince.

The sixth prince's brows and eyes were gentle: "I said, you and I are just a temporary cooperative relationship. Whatever you want, just do it."

Duan Yue nodded, pulled back the furious Third Prince, stretched his hand through his armpit and the bend of his leg, carefully avoiding the wound, picked him up with a little force, and put him in his arms.

The third prince who was yelling suddenly froze, looked down at his posture, and then looked up at him stupidly: "...Ten, sixteen?"

"Third Highness, you are injured, and the slave will send you back."

The third prince was overwhelmed with flattery, and his voice began to tremble: "You, are you sending me...back?"

Duan Yue nodded, picked him up and wanted to leave.

Prince Jing suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him: "You are not allowed to leave."

"Why?"

"I won."

Duan Yue sneered: "What does it have to do with me? I'm not your secret guard. Besides, Duan Chuchu, do you think it's very fair for you to win? If the third prince hadn't saved me just now, I would have stood in front of you It's a corpse!"

Duan Yue's eyes were cold, and he opened his hand fiercely: "Get out!"

King Jing was pushed back two steps, looked at his back and frowned, wanting to say that he had control of the direction, even if Duan Yunchen didn't go to save him, the dark dart wouldn't hurt him at all.

However, Duan Yue didn't give him a chance to explain.

His Highness the Sixth Prince rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Fourth brother, why did you think of using Duan Shiliu as bait?"

"Only in this way can Duan Yunchen be in chaos."

"But isn't Duan Shiliu the person you want to protect? Are you willing to use him to lure the enemy?"

Prince Jing looked at him in confusion: "What is there to be reluctant to part with? The most important thing is to achieve the goal. Besides, I won't let him get hurt. It's the best of both worlds. What's wrong with it? Why is Duan Shiliu unhappy?"

"..." This time even the sixth prince didn't know what to say, he touched his face: "Fourth brother, you are really... well, you can ask for blessings."

It's really not easy for Duan Yue, with such a scumbag who doesn't understand love like his fourth brother.

It's so natural to be a scumbag that people don't even know where to start to persuade them.

……

Duan Yue sent the third prince back to his monastery, and wanted to find the imperial physician, but the third prince thought it was too embarrassing to lose to Duan Chuchu, so he refused to let him tell others.

Duan Yue had no choice but to roughly bandage him himself.

The third prince looked at the white and soft hands of the little dark guard, stroking his legs, his face turned red like a boiled shrimp, and the heat on his head was "poofing".

Duan Yue was stunned for a while: "Third Highness, are you hot?"

"I, I'm not hot! Who said I'm blushing!" He jumped up suddenly, as if facing an enemy, which shocked Duan Yue.

Duan Yue thought for a while: "Third Highness, if you don't like the servant here, the servant will leave first."

"Don't leave!" The third prince grabbed his wrist tightly, his eyes glowing red: "Who said you should leave, don't make up your own mind!"

Duan Yue sighed, so he had to sit down again and rubbed his knee: "Does it still hurt, Your Highness?"

The third prince endured the pain, and shook his head sullenly: "It's just a small injury, His Highness doesn't hurt, and it's not Duan Chuchu's kind of trash."

He said it easily, but in reality he was sweating profusely, and the veins on his forehead burst out in pain.

Duan Yue thought of the fact that he would rather be injured than protect himself, sighed in his heart, took out a bag of kisses from his pocket, burned it and tore it open.

"Third Highness, this servant has a good thing, it can relieve pain."

"Really?"

"I'm not kidding you, you'll know after you try."

The third prince was dubious, he held his breath and approached the small black thing.

He really didn't want to eat this disgusting food, he always felt poisoned and couldn't open his mouth.

I thought it was handed over by the little dark guard...

The third prince's heart thumped, and he opened his mouth to bite hard.