Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

A sharp dagger lay quietly on the golden nanmu tray.

On the side, Wang Lin looked worried: "My lord, you have to think clearly, this is not a trivial matter."

Essence and blood are the essence of the gathering of human vitality, even a martial arts practitioner can't stand a knife stabbed in the heart.

Duan Yue shook his head, picked up the dagger, and held it to his heart.

"Eunuch, there is no need to persuade me any more. If you can save His Majesty, I will die without regret."

The third prince couldn't hold back anymore, he knelt and climbed a few steps forward anxiously: "Father! Father, please say something! Don't you love Duan Shiliu the most, please give an order to tell him to stop!"

The sixth prince also knelt down: "Father and emperor have learned a lesson, and my son also thinks that Wu Tianshi's words are not trustworthy."

Emperor Zhong Cheng behind Luo's curtain sighed: "I don't want to...hey, that's all, Yun Yue, put down the dagger, how can I let you get hurt."

Several people in the hall all set their eyes on Duan Yue.

The atmosphere was tense for a while.

Xiao Huangshu clenched his fists and said angrily: "Father, don't listen to his sweet words! If he really loves you, he should have let the imperial army come forward and tie you up."

"I know." Duan Yue chuckled in his heart, "He just knows that I am stubborn, so he is so hypocritical and obedient, just waiting for me to do it myself."

"Then dad, why are you still being fooled?"

"Shushu, watch out, dad will teach you a skill you need to survive today."

Duan Yue's brows were cold, and his fingertips caressed the blade lightly. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, he suddenly turned around and pierced into the heart quickly and ruthlessly with lightning speed!

"Sixteen! Don't!!"

The third prince flew forward with a roar, but it was too late.

Duan Shiliu's movements were not sloppy at all. After piercing the heart, he quickly flipped over. The inner force condensed his heart and blood and fell on the tip of the knife. As if he could not feel the pain, he pulled out the blade in the blink of an eye.

He smiled at Xiao Huangshu: "This is called, bitter tricks."

The third prince raised his head and stared blankly at his movements.

There was no blood on the snow-white blade.

There was only a drop of blood that was so bright red that it was dazzling, condensed on the slender tip of the knife.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it at all, that someone could really endure the severe pain, and take out his own heart and blood without changing his face.

"Your Highness." Duan Yue lowered his head and smiled at him, "Can I trouble you to fetch the jade bottle for my slave?"

The third prince burst into tears suddenly.

The little dark guard in his line of sight smiled so brightly and dazzlingly, but he felt that he was like a candle in the cold wind, about to be blown out of all the light.

With trembling hands, he picked up the Baiyun bottle on the tray, pulled out the cork, and took the precious drop of heart blood.

The rest of the people looked gloomy and indisputable.

No one thought that this little dark guard could be so decisive, he would strike immediately, without the slightest hesitation.

Wu Zheng's expression was the most embarrassing.

Originally, he was lying about Yao Yin, just to shirk responsibility, but Duan Shiliu's tactic cut off all his backs.

"Your Majesty, is there something tricky about this secret guard acting so decisively?"

"What else do you want!" The third prince cried angrily: "He doesn't do it, you say he is greedy for life and fears death, but he does it, and you say he has evil intentions, do you intend to force him to die! ah?!"

"Your Majesty clearly understands that I have no such intentions. I am just worried about His Majesty's safety..."

"enough!"

Emperor Zhongcheng shouted angrily, "Shut up! Wang Lin, hurry up! Go and see Yun Yue's injury for me."

The little yellow book landed on top of Duan Yue's head, and exclaimed: "Strategy value +30, the current [Emperor Zhongcheng favorability degree is 70/100], Dad is so amazing!"

In the system settings, a favorability score of 60 is a friend, 70 is a close friend, 80 is a bosom friend, 90 is a relative, and 100 is a life-and-death lover.

Xiao Huangshu thought about it carefully, and then felt aggrieved again: "Dad almost died for him, but he only raised so little."

"That's right, he's the emperor, and it's natural to be suspicious. This value has exceeded my expectations."

Duan Yue comforted it, and then asked: "Has the Heart Protecting Treasure taken effect?"

He didn't want to risk his life just to save the old emperor. This thing is said to be able to protect the heart from death, and he spent all his savings in exchange for it.

"Dad, don't worry, the protection mode has been activated!"

"That's good."

Duan Yue heaved a sigh of relief, immediately let go of all his defenses, and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Sixteen!" The third prince immediately helped him up, shaking with fright: "Sixteen, don't scare me, how are you doing?"

Duan Yue's eyes were blurred, and he wanted to speak out, but he couldn't speak.

The hand holding the knife lost all strength, and the dagger fell from the palm to the ground.

There was a crisp sound.

Let the stunned people in the hall wake up.

The sixth prince ignored Prince Jing, shook off his hand and rushed forward to check on Duan Yue's injury.

"The heart is severely damaged, and the pulse has stopped beating... There is no way to rescue him here, pass on to the imperial physician! Eunuch Wang!"

Wang Lin picked up the jade bottle on the ground, and quickly looked at Luo Zhang: "Your Majesty, this..."

Emperor Zhongcheng seemed to get up from the couch, and said anxiously: "What are you still doing in a daze! Pass on to the imperial physician, quickly pass on to the imperial physician!"

The palace people were in a hurry, coming in and out.

A small river of blood converged in the center of the hall.

The blood flowed to Prince Jing's feet as if being guided.

He lowered his head, staring at the bloodstain in a daze.

Duan Yunrui looked at him sideways: "If Duan Shiliu doesn't make it through, he will die here."

Prince Jing's eyes trembled, and he was silent for a while.

Soon he moved his feet to avoid the blood, and raised his eyes lightly: "Dead, so what?"

Duan Yunrui looked at him intently.

Not long after, he said: "I thought the fourth brother had become indecisive, but I was worrying too much."

Prince Jing didn't answer, his calm eyes fell on the injured Duan Yue.

"How could I be swayed by a hidden guard."

But he didn't know whether he was talking to Duan Yunrui or to himself.

The imperial physician has not arrived yet.

The Sixth Prince had limited medicinal materials and could not rescue him at all.

Duan Yue's heart was like a blood jar with the cork pulled out, gurgling blood scrambled out, no matter what he couldn't stop, his black clothes were soon soaked.

The third prince had never seen such red blood in his life.

"Sixteen, don't die, you can't die..."

He clenched the little guard's hand tightly in fear, and tears dripped down uncontrollably: "As long as you are fine, my highness will promise you everything in the future, okay, don't die."

Duan Yue smiled weakly.

"Third Highness, don't be afraid, slave... nothing will happen."

"You lied to me, you lied to me, with so much blood, how could it be okay!"

He cried even louder.

Duan Yue has lived two lifetimes, and he has never seen this person cry so fiercely.

Amused and helpless, he tried his best to stretch out his hand, and lightly touched the red corners of the third prince's eyes with his fingertips: "Your Highness, my servant, my servant assures you, I will definitely not die..."

The little yellow book made a "ding dong".

"Congratulations Dad, [Third Prince Favorability] 100/100, completed 1/7 of the strategy mission, the rewards have been distributed to the account, please check."

Duan Yue grinned his teeth in the pain of the villain in his heart: "Quick, give me a painkiller, I can't take it anymore."

Xiao Huangshu immediately picked out a relatively cheap painkiller and sprinkled it on his wound.

The special medicine in the mall was very effective, and Duan Yue soon felt that the severe burning pain in his heart was relieved.

He took a long breath, and his tense heartstrings relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, the mind also became dizzy.

No matter how much chaos there is in the palace, it has nothing to do with him.

……

After an unknown period of time, consciousness gradually returned.

While dizzy, he seemed to hear someone talking.

"Are you awake?" It was Prince Jing's voice.

Always with that cold tone, Duan Yue could imagine his indifferent expression with his eyes closed.

"It hasn't... been seriously injured." The tone was tired, it was the sixth prince.

"I've been lying down for half a month. You're a good living person. How could you sleep for so long, Duan Yunpei! You still say you're not a quack doctor!"

Violent as thunder, the third prince was jumping when he heard it.

"Achen, don't mess around, it's getting late, you've been waiting here all day, we should go." Duan Yunrui persuaded him.

The third prince lingered by the couch for a long time, and Duan Yue even felt that his eyes were about to stare at his face, and then he heard him grit his teeth and said: "Tomorrow, if you can't cure him tomorrow, you will be cured immediately." Return it to Your Highness!"

Duan Yue thought lightly, then I'm afraid you won't be able to wait.

A sound of footsteps went away.

Duan Yue's eyelashes trembled, and they slowly opened.

The dim yellow sunset fell on his eyes, dyeing them the color of blood.

The Ninth Prince who was sitting by the bed opened his eyes wide, and leaned over in a childish voice, "Sixteen, are you awake?"

Duan Yue wanted to smile at him, but he only moved the corner of his mouth, only to realize that he couldn't even use the strength to smile, so he had to give up, and blinked his eyes to show that he was right.

"Wait a minute."

The Ninth Prince jumped off the small bench, helped him pull off the wet towel that was wrapped around his forehead, passed the water and twisted it with all his strength, folded it in a mess, and climbed onto the couch again, clapping warm little hands Pat him on the forehead and cover him with a towel.

Duan Yue still wanted to laugh, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

"His Royal Highness..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his throat hurt like a knife.

Duan Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisturize his throat before continuing: "Your Highness, who did you learn from?"

The Ninth Prince leaned on the side of the bed and looked at him intently, leaning on his fleshy little arms: "Fourth brother, teach me, fourth brother stays here every day, watching Shiliu like Zhou Zhou."

Duan Yue was stunned.

The unwrung wet towel slid down, covering the eyelids, and a few drops of water fell down the cheeks and into the neck, bringing a little coolness.

A footstep that was almost inaudible came closer.

Then someone reached out and took the wet towel from his eyes.

Duan Yue blinked, and his vision became clearer.

The dark and cold figure of the young man fell into his eyes.

It's Prince Jing.

Duan Yue stared at him silently.

Prince Jing twisted the handkerchief, put it on his forehead, and patted the Ninth Prince's head again: "Zhou Zhou, go and help Sixth Brother make the medicine."

The Ninth Prince nodded obediently and ran out.

Prince Jing lowered his eyes, looked at Duan Yue, was silent for a long time, and said nonsense: "You're awake."

Duan Yue tried his best to smile at him: "I didn't die, Fourth Highness, are you disappointed?"