Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue stopped and frowned.

"Duan Chuchu, you really linger." He was so annoying.

Prince Jing stopped in front of him, his face was dim under the illumination of the palace lantern, his peach blossom eyes stared deeply at him, and he repeated earnestly: "If you want to eat, I will pick it for you."

"I don't need your handouts, am I handless?"

Seeing that the two were arguing seriously, His Royal Highness could not help but laugh out loud: "Fourth brother, Sixteen, stop arguing, snow lotus is not lotus, there are no lotus seeds."

Um? ?

The two paused, and turned to look at him together.

His Royal Highness nodded in affirmation: "Really not, if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

Duan Yue and Prince Jing held on to the railing, frowning and looking down.

Among the delicate and white lotus petals, there are bright yellow stamens wrapped, the whole body is shining with jade and snow, but there is no lotus pod.

"Really not." The two said in unison, one lowered his eyes in disappointment, and the other pursed his lips in displeasure.

His Highness the Sixth Highness looked sideways at the almost simultaneous movements of the two of them, with a smile in his eyes.

He added: "But the medicine is indeed excellent, and the stewed black chicken soup is very nourishing."

Duan Yue's eyes lit up again, looking at him full of expectation: "Can it cure all diseases?"

Prince Jing also pricked up his ears and looked over.

His Highness the Sixth Highness shook his head in embarrassment: "I can't."

"but……"

Duan Yue's originally diminished interest was brought up again by him, and he immediately heard him say: "It can strengthen yang and nourish blood, and cure impotence."

Duan Yue: "..."

He immediately turned to look at Prince Jing: "Fourth Highness, I think you need it, how about I pick one for you."

There was no change in Prince Jing's expression, but his eyes were averted, and his face was tense: "I don't need it."

After he finished speaking, he fled in despair.

There is a faint redness on the tips of the ears.

I don't know if it's the falling lamp or the flushed blush.

His Highness Six shook his head: "This is the first time I see Fourth Brother like this."

Duan Yue didn't speak.

He was seriously thinking about how to steal one for himself.

But Concubine Zhuang is very strict with these snow lotuses, there is a guard guarding them every five steps, it is really hard to succeed.

He could only reluctantly dismiss the idea.

The two walked to Fengyi Palace.

The Seventh Prince Duan Yunlang was waiting in front of the hall, dressed in moon white robes, elegant and easy-going.

He is so different from his biological mother that it is hard for outsiders to imagine how a hypocritical woman like Zhuang Zhiyin, who loves flashy, gave birth to such a gentleman who is indifferent to fame and fortune.

"Brother Sixth, Sixteenth, welcome from afar."

His Highness the Sixth Highness handed over the birthday gift prepared in advance, and smiled: "Seventh brother, happy birthday."

Duan Yue also quickly took out his gift.

He had no money, so what he gave was a small bottle of detoxification pill exchanged from the space, which was ingeniously packed in a cute small pot of jade white lotus flower.

After all, the Seventh Prince was young, and he couldn't put it down for the little lotus pot, and kept saying that he was ashamed of receiving it.

Duan Yue was very embarrassed because he had no money to buy it. He carved it with his own sword, and the jade was not real jade, just thinned and polished pebbles.

Fortunately, the Seventh Prince didn't care about these things.

A group of people entered the hall.

A lot of people have gathered during the banquet, most of them are young princes and nobles, and there are also many dignified and charming ladies from aristocratic families.

Zhuang Zhiyin intended to win over power, and even put a lot of thought into the guest list. From a glance, they were almost all from famous families, and the few children from poor families who had made good friends with the Seventh Prince were not qualified to come.

His Highness the Sixth Highness found the place where Prince Jing and the Ninth Prince were, and took Duan Yue over to take their seats.

The Ninth Prince didn't eat at night, so he would be very hungry now, crying in Prince Jing's arms, fluttering his little hands, wanting to eat the sweet pastry on the table.

Duan Twelve was worried that there was something wrong, so he refused to let him eat, so he hurriedly mixed a pot of honey and milk, warmed it up and asked him to drink it down.

Looking at this scene, Duan Yue suddenly remembered that a few days ago when Prince Jing was getting younger, he still drank milk with the milk bottle of Ninth Prince.

Just at this time, the Ninth Prince held the milk pot and handed it to his mouth: "Fourth brother, drink."

Duan Yue's eyes became more subtle.

Prince Jing seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly raised his head to look at him, his vision was unclear, as if warning him not to mention it.

Duan Yue hooked his lips and looked away.

The Ninth Prince leaned in Duan Twelve's arms and muttered aggrievedly: "Why doesn't Fourth Brother drink?"

Duan Twelve coaxed him: "The Fourth Highness is past the age of drinking milk."

Duan Yue just wanted to laugh.

"sixteen!"

As soon as the smile appeared, it was forced to withdraw.

The third prince called him from a distance, and waved to him with excitement.

Duan Yue nodded.

The third prince wanted to run over, but was held back by Duan Yunrui. He didn't know what he said to him. He looked in Duan Yue's direction in frustration, and was dragged away reluctantly.

Seeing this, His Royal Highness turned his head sideways, and said to Prince Jing, "16 is really popular, right, fourth brother."

Prince Jing glanced at him: "What do you want to say?"

His Highness the Sixth Highness didn't want to say the word "spare tire" so clearly, for fear of hurting his fourth brother, he lowered his voice and said euphemistically: "If the fourth brother doesn't do anything to keep you, Shiliu may leave you."

Prince Jing didn't speak.

He lowered his eyes and poured himself a glass of wine, took a slow sip, and then said lightly: "It's not mine, let him go."

His Highness the Sixth Prince said: "Don't you regret it? If Sixteen really likes Duan Yunchen..."

"So what, it's just a dark guard, there are many substitutes, there is nothing to regret."

Having said that, His Highness the Sixth Highness saw that his finger bones were tightly squeezed, his face was gloomy, and he almost put the word "he dared" on his face.

Do it yourself.

His Highness Six shook his head, turned around and went to talk to Duan Yue.

Duan Yue's attention was still on the third prince.

With a flamboyant temper, he gave away a strong, sweaty BMW, and insisted on asking the Seventh Prince to try it out on the spot.

The Seventh Prince, who couldn't ride a horse, looked embarrassed, and finally had to ask Duan Si to try it for him.

Duan Si was originally handsome, but when he didn't open his mouth, he had the temperament of a nobleman. Dressed in black, he was chic and neat, and his figure riding a horse was even more exciting.

Several aristocratic daughters mistakenly thought that he was the son of a family, and they were quietly inquiring about his identity.

Even Princess Zhaoyue whispered: "Such a handsome and handsome son, if you are not married yet..."

Zhao Jingyou joked with a low laugh: "Hey, sister's heart is moving?"

Zhaoyue blushed, and half covered her face with a handkerchief: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just asking..."

Duan Sihuan said: "That man is Duan Si, the elder brother of Duan Shiliu, a member of the Dark Guard Camp."

"It turned out to be a hidden guard..." Zhaoyue sighed, looking at Duan Si's back in a daze, "Then he must be very loyal..."

Zhao Jingyou blinked and reminded her: "Sister, the secret guard has a low status and is not good enough for you."

Duan Sihuan also laughed: "You can't see so many outstanding family members, but you are in love with a lowly secret guard. I advise you to give up this idea. It's impossible for you two."

Zhaoyue retorted in a low voice: "I just want to be sheltered by my parents, what kind of a nobleman, what about a secret guard, I just want a sincere heart, if he is willing to be with me..."

Duan Sihuan frowned: "Concubine Zhuang Gui is not easy to get along with... Forget it, it's rare that you like it, next time I'll go and ask Father Emperor for you to see if I can bring him over, you can be a servant and raise her. "

Zhaoyue Yixi: "Then thank you Huanhuan."

The whispers of the daughters' families reached the ears of the Seventh Prince.

His eyes were slightly deep: "Duan Si."

Duan Si on the horse's back thought that he had something important to do, so he immediately pulled the rein and turned around, got off the horse and knelt down: "Your Highness, please..."

The Seventh Prince took the initiative to step forward to help him up, hugged his waist, and exerted a slight force on his arms, as if he was afraid of losing something.

Duan Si lowered his head in surprise: "Your Highness?"

The Seventh Prince was young and only reached his chest. Even though he was usually calm and calm, when he stood with Duan Si, he was still a child.

He told Duan Si to squat down.

Duan Si did as he did, and his lower body was at the same level as him.

The Seventh Prince said: "You are my secret guard."

Duan Si was puzzled, but nodded: "Yes."

The Seventh Prince put his arms around his neck: "I want you to say that you are my secret guard."

Duan Si looked at Duan Yue who was not far away in a daze.

He wanted to ask Sixteen, would the Sixth Highness do the same?

The Seventh Prince was still ignoring him before, he thought this person hated hidden guards, but suddenly changed today?

The Seventh Prince's hand on his neck gradually tightened.

In order to prevent himself from being strangled to death, Duan Si hurriedly said: "The servant is the hidden guard of His Highness the Seventh Prince."

Because of these words, he saw some unspeakable emotions in the Seventh Prince's eyes.

It's rare.

Since he came to the Seventh Prince's side, he has never stopped looking at anything.

Suddenly, Duan Si said again: "The slave will never leave His Highness."

He raised his fingers and watched the Seventh Prince seriously swear: "If you break this promise, you will die a bad death."

When the Seventh Prince heard the word "death", his eyes changed again, and his fingertips trembled.

Duan Si didn't understand, so: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

The Seventh Prince lowered his head, buried it on his shoulder, and said in a tight voice, "It's okay, just tell me how the horse runs."

The third prince loves face, so the horse he gave is naturally excellent.

The Seventh Prince named the horse "Red Bean".

The third prince looked disgusted.

But after all, it has already been given away to someone, so it doesn't matter what the name is.

He solemnly patted the Seventh Prince on the shoulder: "As a man of the royal family, how can you be so weak, you should practice hard, and the third brother will come to you to hunt in a few days."

Hunting is fake, showing off his little sixteen is real.

He had already thought about it, and when the time came, he would call Duan Chuchu together, and it would be best to piss him off.

The third prince took another look at the handsome little dark guard, and happily entered the table.

Not long after, the guests arrived.

Concubine Zhuang Guifei arrived gracefully in a luxurious palace attire, she was so glamorous.

Emperor Zhongcheng smiled and took her hand: "My concubine said she had prepared a surprise for me. What is the surprise? Why didn't I see it?"

Zhuang Zhiyin coquettishly said, "Why are you so anxious, your majesty, today's protagonist is Xiao Lang'er, you, father, are you going to compete with your son for the limelight?"

Her little girl acting like a baby made the man's heart itch even more.

Emperor Zhongcheng laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, I punish myself with three cups, my concubine must not be angry."

All the guests below cheered and laughed.

Duan Yue yawned out of boredom.

He just waited for Concubine Zhuang Gui to make trouble, but this woman could hold her breath.

Duan Twelve was worried, and pulled his sleeve: "Sixteen, don't be impulsive."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to seek death."

When the wine was hot, Concubine Zhuang clapped her hands, and the sound of silk and bamboo dance and music stopped abruptly.

Everyone woke up.

Concubine Zhuang smiled lightly, stood up and gave a blessing: "Your Majesty, this concubine has obtained a treasure, and I want to present it to Your Majesty, so that I will be blessed in heaven."

coming.

Duan Yue and Prince Jing turned their heads almost at the same time, and looked at each other in a tacit understanding.