Duan Zhishaohua

"Go down." Duan Shaohua heard his own voice, stupid and sad.

Xiao Heyi was kneeling, and she couldn't believe what he said.She timidly looked up at Duan Shaohua to confirm what he said was true, and then dared to stand up.

"Go quickly, if other people see you, you won't be able to leave."

Only then was Xiao He startled, she stopped her timidity, and hurriedly stepped back a few steps.

At the same time, Duan Shaohua also stood up and opened the closet to check as quickly as possible.The wooden box in the cabinet is still there, and the blood book is also lying quietly in it.

He finally settled down, but at the same time, he also had evil thoughts.

Xiao He's hurried figure was walking towards the courtyard, and Duan Shaohua's eyes froze in the night.He walked quickly to the table, picked up the teacup and dropped it, making a loud noise that shocked the whole courtyard.

"There are thieves!" Duan Shaohua shouted towards the outside of the courtyard, and dropped several cups in succession.But after a while, I heard a lot of noise from people.

All the young men in the yard came out, all of them holding long sticks, and the leading young man had a fierce look on his face.Bright candles lit up the entire yard, as bright as day, and the shouts and shouts were chaotic.

Dong'er also rushed out in a panic, only to see that his clothes were still a little messy.When she hurried to Duan Shaohua's side, three or five servants had already caught the thief, twisting her and pressing her in front of Duan Shaohua.

Xiao He must have struggled, but she was no match for a woman who was bound by several strong men, and soon knelt on the ground.

She raised her head, her face was full of panic and surprise.

Dong'er obviously recognized her, and his expression changed slightly.

Xiao He was anxious and annoyed, and panicked, "Mr. Duan, what are you doing? I'm not a thief, obviously just now you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Duan Shaohua had already shouted: "You can't help but yell in the palace, shut her mouth up. If you disturb the prince, one of you will answer!"

This sentence reminded everyone, and they hurriedly pressed Xiao He to the ground again, and took a coarse cloth to block her mouth heavily, without mercy.

Xiao He whimpered and resisted, and was bound into a rice dumpling after a while.

After seeing all this, Duan Shaohua didn't shy away from Xiao He's glaring, and said just now: "It's good that the little thief is caught, and don't bother the lord with such trivial matters. Take her to Manager Yan and ask him to deal with it."

The boys agreed, twisted Xiao He and left.

After tossing and tossing for a while, several paper lanterns in the courtyard were extinguished, and the sobbing sound gradually faded away, and finally the night deepened, and even the back was invisible.

After a while, Duan Shaohua said, "Okay, let's all go back. But close the windows tightly, and don't let thieves intrude again."

The maids all nodded in agreement, rubbed their sleepy eyes, and retreated obediently.

The uproar caused by the catching of thieves just now faded away quickly.

On the corridor, Dong'er caressed his undecided heart, carefully glanced at Duan Shaohua, hesitated, "Master, she, is she Xiao He from last time?"

Duan Shaohua gritted his teeth slightly, and nodded, "I can't hide this matter." After saying that, his face paled, "Forget it, change clothes with me."

After talking, Dong'er noticed Duan Shaohua's embarrassment, and wondered, "Why did you go back and forth, my lord?"

"It's just a fall." Duan Shaohua sighed in a low voice, only saying in his heart that he was lucky.If it wasn't for that blow, he wouldn't have had the chance to catch Xiao He with his own hands.

Just thinking about the people behind her, Duan Shaohua felt chills again, he had lost his mind.

"Young master." Dong'er reminded, "Then do you still want to see the prince?"

"Of course I'm going." Duan Shaohua clenched his fist, and there were blue veins protruding from his forehead.

After going back to the room and changing clothes, Dong'er put away the cloak that was burned on the side in a rather frightened way, thinking that it was a good thing the young master was not burned.

Hearing her worries, Duan Shaohua couldn't help warming up in his heart, thought for a while and said: "You don't need to go back, just stay in my room, if there is any movement, you will watch."

Dong'er understood his concerns and immediately responded.He started to get a lantern for him again, feeling worried, "Young master, please be careful."

Duan Shaohua still took the lantern with some hesitation, absolutely unwilling, but he still wanted to send it to the door by himself.

It was icy and snowy outside, and he was striding away. At this time, he hoped that he really fell down, and it would be good to lie down for three to five days.

It's just a cool breeze, and we still have to face it.It seems that he has gone through the clouds and fog, and just saw the hall full of lights, and saw the young man hastily come up to meet him.

"Mr. Duan." The servant couldn't hide his anxiety, and trotted to Duan Shaohua's side, "Mr. Duan changed his clothes, but he finally came."

The words were vague, and seemed to be complaining.

Duan Shaohua heard it, he didn't have to worry about it, and he had nothing to say, he could only say: "I've been waiting for a long time, I'm going to see the prince."

The boy giggled, and immediately stepped forward to gently push the door open without even giving an announcement, "Then please come in quickly, young master."

Duan Shaohua remained silent, walked slowly into the room with his head down.He immediately saw Pei Jing standing by the table.

"My lord." Duan Shaohua saw the salute, but seeing that Pei Jing didn't respond, he stood up on his own.

Looking from his direction, he saw Pei Jing flicking his brush, writing something.

The current situation is just four words, so please don't bother me.

Duan Shaohua had no choice but to stand still, and at first he felt a little calm.But the two kept asking each other, and gradually the silence became a terrifying weapon.

The ink is dotted and splashed on the paper, the thick black seems to suck people's soul into it.The brush full of ink strokes Xuanbai, and silently carves strokes and strokes.

"You're here." Pei Jing finally stopped, put the brush aside, and raised his head to ask, neither angry nor happy.

Hearing his voice, the first thing Duan Shaohua thought of was the danger in the mountains that day.It was also the voice that promised to let him go.

But I don't want to go back on my word now, and use such methods.

Or maybe what Xiao He said was false, but Duan Shaohua would rather choose to believe it because he was driven by the strongest intuition.

He needed to put on 12 points of defense, but the opponent was Pei Jing, a prince.Every plant and tree in the palace belongs to him.Apart from Dong'er, he really didn't know who else he could trust.What will happen tomorrow, but my mind is blank.

There is nothing terrible about simply losing, I only hate that hope is lost, and the future is lost.

With such endless thinking, the chill and fear grow stronger.

"What are you doing standing there!" Pei Jing's voice interrupted his blankness and fear, and he was facing the face that scared him.

How many schemes he has hidden, as well as his words and deeds, everything makes Duan Shaohua terrified.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and it should only take another year, and he can leave when the spring begins.It's just that the joy of this idea has been replaced by endless worries, and he can't help but face a terrible fact.

Even if there is a blood book in hand, if Prince Jing refuses to agree, everything will be in vain.

People say that a promise is a thousand dollars, but he is a royal family, but he secretly uses tricks.

Seeing Pei Jing's indifference, all the warmth on Duan Shaohua's body disappeared sharply, and a gleam of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Is the prince practicing calligraphy?" Duan Shaohua asked, but he didn't look at the characters.

Pei Jing knocked on the table with his knuckles, making a clear knocking sound, "You can see for yourself."

"As the saying goes, words are like a person, and the words of the prince must be vigorous and powerful, straight to the point, not inferior to the family." Duan Shaohua said a few good words, but his eyes were fixed on the white rice paper that was not stained with black ink, "May the prince reward you with a piece of paper so that I can also write a few strokes."

These words sounded fresh, Pei Jing was also amused, and took the initiative to turn sideways, "Why not."

After getting affirmation, Duan Shaohua straightened up and walked towards the table.Xuan paper, brush and ink, the colors are so strong in contrast, it is eye-catching.

He raised his hand to caress the rice paper, and slowly said: "This is a reward from the prince, but if I write something that is not called the prince, please don't blame the prince."

These words were not beyond Pei Jing's expectation, but he was curious and wanted to see what outrageous words Duan Shaohua could write.

Pei Jing put his arms across his chest, as if watching a good show.

The nib of the pen was already stained with ink, Duan Shaohua picked up the pen and picked up the ink, the full nib scratched on the flat rice paper, the pen fell rustling, and the fragrance of ink overflowed.

With one stroke and one tick, Duan Shaohua can't help but recall the past.Annoyance and hatred instantly filled his chest, and his pen also secretly worked hard.

Duan Shaohua focused on the paper, while Pei Jing had an interesting expression on his face.

The strokes of the pen are turned a few times, thick black and heavy ink, but it is also done in one go.

After writing four characters in a row, Duan Shaohua just put down the pen.

Pei Jing leaned forward to look at it, corrected the four characters on the paper, penetrating through the thick ink on the back of the paper, and wrote: Keep a promise.

"Keep a promise." Pei Jing read out in a flat voice, seemingly without fluctuation, "The handwriting is good, but it's just."

He paused for a while, and looked away from the paper, "You wrote this in front of me, isn't it too deliberate?"

It was intentional, Duan Shaohua looked calm, and caressed the edge of the white paper, "The prince is noble and a real man, so he is naturally worthy of these four words."

It's just that this can be said to be an understatement.Pei Jing stared at him with deep eyes.

In the end, he just smiled, as if mocking.

He walked gradually, and the distance between Duan Shaohua and Duan Shaohua became shorter and shorter, and finally stopped when the tip of his nose touched.

Unexpectedly, Duan Shaohua was clearly thinking about retreating, but he seemed to be frozen and unable to move. He watched Pei Jing walk in front of him.

The feeling at this time was extremely weird, Duan Shaohua immediately forgot to be afraid, and couldn't even escape.He could only stare blankly ahead.

"These four words are still useful to my king." Pei Jing's voice suddenly became heavier, "But now you are still my king's male favourite, and if you are still in the palace for a day, you are my king's man."

Although it was the truth, Duan Shaohua was greatly surprised when it was said by Pei Jing.

"You!" Before the words came out, there was a sudden pain in the wrist, and panic struck again.

Pei Jing threw him onto the bed again, and the previous calm had disappeared.He looked at Duan Shaohua who was thrown by him, his eyes were burning.

Even if he knew his desire to leave day and night, it didn't have to be so obvious.

Duan Shaohua received a blow, but was still dizzy from the force.He was terrified, but when he saw it, he saw Pei Jing striding forward, his sharp eyes were like hawks, fierce and cold.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and his face paled instantly. He leaned on the edge of the bed and was about to stand up, but he saw Pei Jing approaching.

The gloomy pressure and silence forced him to raise his head, only to see two clusters of fire burning in Pei Jing's eyes, "If you stay in Prince Jing's mansion for a day, this king can enjoy you." With a teasing sweep, "You still stay What are you doing, I don’t know what to do when I’m already on the bed, so why should I come here in person?”

Duan Shaohua trembled even more, he stopped suddenly, and his clothes were being roughly ripped off.

He subconsciously held down those hands, using all his strength, but not for resistance.

"As long as the prince is willing to speak his mind, I will also bear the name of this male favorite."

This sentence made Pei Jing even more irritable, and he tore the clothes on his hands heavily.

Duan Shaohua was preparing for a violent storm, but gradually he felt that the restraint on him was loosening.Seeing that Pei Jing straightened his robes, he left the bed.

This made him confused, and he could only pull up his clothes again in a hurry.

"If you want to be stubborn, I can't control you. But if you still want to live a good life, then you have to remember your identity."

Pei Jing said coldly, and finally turned around and left.

He walked so fast, but it seemed to be fleeing.

With a slanted glance, the candlelight was imprinted on the dense wooden door, and Pei Jing's back was no longer visible.

It took a long time for Duan Shaohua to react.

Throughout the winter, even during the New Year, what accompanied Duan Shaohua day and night was a kind of panic.That emotion seemed to be deeply rooted, and it undoubtedly originated from Prince Jing.

The doubts and worries that arose on the night of New Year's Eve condensed in my heart and became an unprecedented fear.

He didn't believe it at first, because Prince Jing never lacked guests.If he still didn't want to let him go, the only reason he could think of was that Pei Jing hadn't tortured him enough.

If Prince Jing repented, it would undoubtedly be a dead end for him.