Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

Shen Qingzhuo was taken aback by the young man's excessive reaction, and couldn't help being a little dazed: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Xiao Shen felt his heart beating suddenly, and it sounded like a drum beating in his chest, and he looked away for a moment at a loss.

Shen Qingzhuo didn't know the inner turbulent emotions of the little apprentice, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and explained in an attempt to cover up: "I don't know where I rubbed Zhu Mo."

But at this moment, Xiao Shen's senses were still focused on the slippery touch remaining on his fingertips, and he replied in disbelief: "Oh..."

Shen Qingzhuo quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "Now that the child in the womb of Concubine Yuan is gone, your imperial grandmother is probably going to make up your mind again."

Judging from Emperor Guangxi's current body, it would be even more difficult to give birth to a prince.Unless the prince has an heir, the most suitable puppet is the seventh prince.

Xiao Shen: "Oh..."

"Huh?" Shen Qingzhuo finally noticed that the little apprentice was absent-minded, and flicked his forehead with his fingers, "Sir, are you talking to you, are you distracted?"

"Ah?" The boy suddenly came back to his senses and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry sir, I was thinking about something else just now."

Shen Qingzhuo: "What do you think?"

Unexpectedly, the boy's face turned red suddenly, and his little eyes flicked around in a panic: "I didn't think about it..."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

"The Queen Mother, I'll take care of it." Seeing the husband frowned, Xiao Shen quickly remedied, "Don't worry, sir, the most urgent thing is to heal the injury first."

"Okay." Shen Qingzhuo let out a breath slowly, tiredness surged up, "I'm a little tired, sir, take a nap."

"Okay!" This time, the little apprentice should be very straightforward, "Mr. rest at ease, and I will watch over you outside."

Shen Qingzhuo folded his clothes and lay down on the bed, emptied his mind, and closed his eyes to get sleepy.

After an unknown amount of time, the wound on his right arm continued to hurt, there was a faint shadow of swords and blood in front of his eyes, and strange and noisy voices came from his ears.

He didn't sleep well, and the whole world in his dream seemed to be upside down, chaotic and eerie, making one feel suffocated.

Until it seemed that someone grabbed his hand.

A warm and powerful hand firmly held his sweaty palm, and continued to gently comfort and knead it.

Gradually, the grotesque scenes receded from him, the sound of breathing became steady and gentle, and he finally fell into a deeper sleep.

This time, I fell asleep until noon.

When Shen Qingzhuo opened his eyes, his eyes were not fully focused, and there was a trace of dazed fragility in his expression.

"Sir, you're awake!" A familiar young voice woke him up completely, and his misty eyes turned clear.

Xiao Shen came in with a bowl of medicine, put down the medicine bowl, and carefully helped him up from the couch, "The medicine has just been decocted, sir, drink it while it's hot."

The brewed Chinese medicine gave off an astringent and fishy smell, and Shen Qingzhuo covered his mouth and nose in disgust, "How come it smells worse than yesterday's soup?"

"I went to the imperial hospital and asked the imperial physician to change the prescription." Xiao Shen picked up the medicine bowl, "After drinking the medicine, sir, the pain will not be so great."

Shen Qingzhuo resisted and leaned back, the hair on the back of his head rubbed against the head of the bed, "It smells too bad."

Xiao Shen brought the bowl to his lips, "Mister pinched his nose and drank it all at once!"

Shen Qingzhuo turned his face away, avoiding his hands.

"It's not like this when Mr. Chang used to coax me to drink soup and medicine." Xiao Shen opened his dark eyes and repeated innocently, "He always said that good medicine tastes bitter. A true warrior dares to face the bitter Chinese medicine. If you don't drink the medicine, you will die." Don't like me anymore."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

Good guy, you can't help but learn to use his words to block him.

"Come on..." Xiao Shen imitated his master's habit of coaxing him, and coaxed him in a low voice, "Mister, be good, ah—"

Shen Qingzhuo's face was slightly hot, and he said weakly: "The medicine I usually coax you to drink is not so bitter."

Xiao Shen stared at him intently, suddenly brought the bowl back to his lips, and took a big gulp directly at the rim of the bowl.

With this sip, Ying Ting's eyebrows were unconsciously knotted.

Shen Qingzhuo was startled: "Why do you—"

The boy replied in a serious tone: "I will suffer with my husband."

Shen Qingzhuo's brows twitched slightly, she never thought that such a little apprentice, who was afraid of suffering, would drink the medicine so simply in order to coax him to drink it.

"Okay, sir, just drink it." He was embarrassed to refuse, took the medicine bowl, held his breath, and poured down the soup in one go.

"Hmm..." Just after drinking the medicine, before the bitter taste in his mouth could spread, he was stuffed with a candied fruit.

"Mister is so good." Xiao Shen looked at him with a smile, praised him in an indescribable tone, then unconsciously stuffed his finger into his mouth and sucked it.

The fingertips with candied fruit are sticky with sweetness, and there is still a trace of wetness, maybe it just accidentally touched Mr.'s tongue...

With candied fruit wrapped in his mouth, Shen Qingzhuo asked vaguely: "I'm a little hungry, is there anything to eat in the small dining room?"

Xiao Shen was like waking up from a dream, and replied: "Yes, yes! I'll bring it over right away!"

His gaze fell on his crimson earlobes, Shen Qingzhuo stretched out his hand worriedly, "Why is your face so red? Does it not cause fever?"

"No, no, I'm fine!" The young man stood up abruptly and almost fled, leaving behind a puzzled Mr.

The frequency of the little apprentice's blushing seems to be too high recently. Could it be that something is wrong with his body?

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Just as Shen Qingzhuo expected, more than ten days later, the Empress Dowager summoned the Seventh Prince in private.

As soon as Xiao Shen stepped into the Longevity Palace, the maid who served the Empress Dowager came up to her, "Your Highness Seventh, you are here."

With a friendly tone and a natural attitude, it was as if the Seventh Prince was a regular visitor to the Longevity Palace.

Xiao Shen pretended to be flattered, entered the inner hall under the guidance of the maid, and respectfully knelt down to pay his respects: "Grandson pays his respects to the emperor's grandmother."

The Empress Dowager, dressed in elegant clothes, was sitting by the small case drinking tea, and raised her eyes after hearing the sound, "Shen'er is here, excuse me."

"Thank you, Grandmother." Xiao Shen got up and stood there cautiously, looking a little at a loss.

"Come on, come closer." The Queen Mother gently waved to him while pinching a gold embroidered handkerchief, and said softly, "Let grandma take a good look at it."

He hesitated for a while, and after the queen mother urged again, he walked timidly in front of the queen mother.

"Good boy, you've already grown up so much." The queen mother touched his cheek affectionately, and couldn't help but sigh, "When grandma first saw you, you were only 12 years old, a tiny bit older."

Xiao Shen seemed to be touched by these words, he knelt down beside the empress dowager's legs, and said gratefully: "Master told me that I was able to move out of the cold palace, all relying on my grandmother to plead with my father. My grandson thank you so much." Grandmother, grandmother's kindness, grandson will always remember it in my heart!"

After that, he leaned over and kowtowed.

The Empress Dowager helped him up herself, and said: "From now on, my grandmother will protect you, and no one will dare to bully you anymore."

Xiao Shen's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Really?"

"How could there be any truth to what grandma told you?" The Empress Dowager's eyes became more and more kind. "As long as you are a good child, grandma will love you."

A layer of mist appeared in his dark eyes, Xiao Shen tried his best to restrain his excitement, and said in a choked voice, "The grandson grows up so big... Never, never has anyone protected the grandson like this... Grandmother..."

The Queen Mother wiped away the non-existent tears at the corners of her eyes with a veil, "My good boy, you have suffered all these years."

"Grandmother..." Xiao Shen lowered his eyes and sobbed.

"Don't talk about these unhappy things." The queen mother patted him on the back comfortingly, "What cakes does Shen'er like to eat, grandma asked someone to make them and bring them up."

After a while, the delicate and sweet pastries were placed on the table.

Xiao Shen stared at the pastry in front of him, lost his initial restraint, grabbed it with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth, he choked before taking two bites.

"Slow down." The queen mother reminded me gently, "Drink some tea and eat slowly."

Xiao Shen patted his chest, ready to drink tea and swallow it, but he was so hot that he gasped again, and almost knocked over the teacup in his haste.

"Grandmother, am I too clumsy?" He looked at the Queen Mother anxiously.

The queen mother smiled and said: "You have been in the cold palace all year round, and Qing Zhuo has taught you very well."

"Sir..." Mentioning Shen Qingzhuo, he curled his lips unconsciously.

"Why, Mr. is not good to you?" The queen mother keenly caught his expression and asked with concern.

"Just... punish me often." Xiao Shen complained vaguely, then ran to the Queen Mother affectionately, hugging her arm and shaking, "Only grandma treats me well!"

The queen mother patted his hand with a smile, and said lovingly: "From now on, I will often come to grandma's place."

At this time, the palace maid opened the curtain and walked in, "Empress Dowager, Mr. Qi is here."

"Let him come in." The queen mother signaled, "It is your cousin who is also serving in the palace. From now on, you cousins ​​should be closer."

Xiao Shen nodded obediently: "Okay, grandma."

***

At three o'clock in the unitary hour, Shen Qingzhuo stepped out of the gate of Beizhen Fusi.

He was wearing a red flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife on his waist, which made his lips red and white, his waist like a tough willow, and he controlled life and death with a frown and a smile.

"My lord, now that you have been promoted to governor, why don't you ask your majesty to change to a decent house?" Jin Yiwei asked behind him.

This person's name is Kong Shang, and he is a member of Jinyi Weizheng's sixth rank and one hundred households. Now he follows Shen Qingzhuo and is responsible for protecting the safety of Lord Zhenfu.

Shen Qingzhuo's footsteps paused, and he said lightly: "Jiyue Pavilion is used to living in it, so I won't change it for the time being. Besides, it is a residence bestowed by the Holy Majesty. If I just got promoted, I will clamor to change the house, the Holy Majesty You should think I'm getting carried away."

Kong Shang hurriedly said: "The adults are right, but the young ones are taught."

Shen Qingzhuo smiled faintly, lifted his robe and got on the sedan chair.

Beizhen Fusi Office Compound is located in the southwest corner of the imperial city, on the west side of Chengtian Gate, and across the street from Dongchang on the east side. After finishing his business every day, he would take a sedan chair back to the palace.

After getting up the sedan chair steadily, he sat in the sedan chair and closed his eyes to fall asleep, but he heard a shout from outside: "Bold! Who dares to block the sedan chair of Lord Zhenfu!"

Shen Qingzhuo opened his eyes and lifted the curtain, "What's the matter?"

Kong Shang replied: "Master, there is a young eunuch blocking the way, saying that he has something important to report to Your Excellency."

"Eunuch?" Shen Qingzhuo stood up and got off the sedan chair, only to see a young man in eunuch uniform kneeling in front of the sedan chair, staring straight at him.

Shen Qingzhuo looked at the other person's unfamiliar face, somehow felt that these cold eyes were somewhat familiar, and asked, "Who are you, and what do you want to report?"

The little eunuch replied hoarsely: "I want to serve my lord."

As soon as this voice came out, Shen Qingzhuo's heart skipped a beat.

He frowned, and said coldly: "My lord doesn't need you to serve, you can go where you should go."

After finishing speaking, he turned back to the sedan chair mercilessly, "get up the sedan chair."

However, the little eunuch continued to kneel in front of the sedan chair without saying a word, and refused to give way.

Kong Shang quickly pulled out the Xiuchun knife pinned to his waist, "If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude!"

The little eunuch looked at him indifferently, showing no sign of fear.

"Wait." Just as Kong Shang was about to make a move, a clear voice came from the sedan chair, "Forget it, let him follow."

The little eunuch then got up and followed them silently.

After about a stick of incense, Shen Qingzhuo stepped into the gate of Jiyue Pavilion.

He sent away the serving ladies and eunuchs, sat on a chair, took a sip of hot tea, and then looked at the little eunuch standing in front of him, "What do you want to do?"

The little eunuch didn't shy away from his gaze, "I want to serve my lord."

Shen Qingzhuo restrained his anger and asked, "Do you know how much risk I took to send you out?"

Little eunuch: "I know."

"Then you still dare to come back?" Shen Qingzhuo couldn't hold back after all, raised his hand and threw the teacup in his hand.

With a sound of "crash", the teacup was smashed into pieces beside the little eunuch, and the splashed porcelain pierced his face, and he raised his hand expressionlessly to pull it out.

The little eunuch replied blankly: "I have nowhere to go."

Shen Qingzhuo stood up angrily, pointed at him and cursed: "The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, the sky is high for birds to fly, where is there no place for you in the north and south of the river? You just want to come back and hurt me!"

The little eunuch lowered his head and repeated: "I have nowhere to go."

"You..." Shen Qingzhuo took a deep breath, reminding himself to be careful, he finally saved the person, and don't make himself angry again.

He sat back on the chair, calmed down, and asked, "Is your face real or fake?"

The little eunuch raised his head, "Fake."

Shen Qingzhuo frowned: "What about that face from before?"

The little eunuch: "It's also fake."

Shen Qingzhuo slightly opened his eyes wide, "How many faces do you have?"

The little eunuch was silent for a moment, then replied: "Assassins don't need a face, no one has seen my real face."

They are just a knife, a sharp weapon for killing people. As for what they look like, it doesn't matter.

"Okay." Shen Qingzhuo no longer struggled with this question, "Then let's talk about it, you said you want to serve me, what can you do for me?"

The assassin replied without thinking: "Kill."

Shen Qingzhuo frowned: "Aside from killing people?"

The assassin was silent for a while, and replied: "I will do whatever the master asks me to do."

Shen Qingzhuo leaned back, "Don't bark, I haven't agreed with you to stay."

Why did the master call it on?

The assassin knelt down on one knee, his voice that had been poured with chili oil hadn’t returned to normal, but his tone was extremely firm, “I have no origin and no destination. I can be your knife, your sword, and do anything for you. thing."

Shen Qingzhuo got up and paced around, pondering over and over again.

After a long time, he finally nodded, "You can stay, but I don't want you to be an assassin, I want you to be my hidden guard."

The assassin looked up at him, "Yes, Master."

Shen Qingzhuo walked up to him with a cold tone: "If one day your identity is exposed—"

Assassin: "Apologize with death, and never drag the master down."

Shen Qingzhuo sneered slightly: "Do you still remember how you were arrested and sent to prison?"

"I've improved." The assassin replied seriously, "I promise that next time I'm caught, I won't leave anyone alive."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

He sighed and emphasized: "The duty of the dark guard is to protect the master, I will not let you go out and kill people."

Dark Guard: "Yes, Master."

Shen Qingzhuo lowered his eyes, looked at his so ordinary face that made it easy to forget, and asked curiously: "Is that a human leather mask on your face?"

The make-up technique of modern people is sometimes comparable to plastic surgery and head replacement, but he doesn't understand how the ancient people changed their appearance.

The dark guard shook his head: "No."

Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand and touched the place on his face where the debris had been pricked with his fingertips, "It's quite novel, if you can, teach me when you have time."

Before the dark guard could reply, he heard a thunderous shout from the door: "Sir? What are you doing!"

Shen Qingzhuo froze, turned around hesitantly, and met the startled and angry eyes of the little apprentice.

The author has something to say:

Shen Qingzhuo: What's going on?There is a kind of panic that was spotted by the puppy at home while walking the dog outside...

Little wolf cub: Mr. can only touch my dog's head, not other dogs!

Last night, the stupid author accidentally got food poisoning (didn't eat mushrooms), and now the whole thing is a big move of writing while Yue is physically disabled...

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