Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Nine Princes' Mansion, Flower Hall, silent.

Princess Jingle gazed at the handsome and cold man, pushed open the skirt of the outer skirt inch by inch, and then bowed his head shyly.

In her mind, she was expecting her beloved to rush forward immediately, embrace her with the enthusiasm of the girl in the yellow skirt, and then personally loosen the flap of her underwear for her.

However, the reality soon disappointed her.

The exquisite man facing him kept his footsteps for a while, but stared at her without saying a word.

Jingle is inexplicable, anxious and flustered.

"Uncle Nine!"

After waiting for a long while, unable to respond, Jingle was embarrassed and reluctant to be angry with Miss Hua Nan He.

Called him muffledly, the murmur of resentment was an expression of dissatisfaction and a urge.

Hua Nanhe's hands are akimbo, her narrow phoenix eyes shoot out a cold light:

"Why, you are very hot? This king ordered his servants to bring ice cubes from the ice cellar. It's really troublesome, it's only a few months..."

"Uncle Jiu, you are sincerely bullying people!"

The girl stomped her feet in a hurry, opened a pair of wonderful eyes, and the thin red spots on her cheeks became darker.

With a bite of her teeth, Jingle gave up, and opened the flap of her underwear twice, facing the man, boldly revealing a white and delicate collarbone and a little blushing close-fitting pocket.

"Ying'er loves Jiu Shu very much. Today, I am willing to agree with her body. I only hope that Jiu Shu can marry Ying'er in the future. Ying'er becomes the princess of Jiu Shu, so she has nothing to ask for in this life."

A soft smile hung on the corners of her lips, and the girl approached the man step by step, her crystal eyes flashing like water, which made people think about it.

When talking slightly, she took the man's big hand and led it to cover her chest.

After doing this provocative action, a bit of charm and a bit of awkwardness coexist, but it also evokes some inexplicable feelings of distraction.

Hua Nanhe's silent eyes lingered on the girl's skin Guangshengxue's chest for a long time, and her thoughts gradually fell into a swampy blur, becoming trance and muddy.

When the consciousness was chaotic and fuzzy, only the deep and clear lake-blue figure dancing in the light gauze under the golden osmanthus blooming and reddish tree canopy in the dream, instantly rescued the man from the mess and confusion.

Although Hua Nanhe couldn't see the facial features of the person in his dream, he intuitively told him that it must be a mysterious and beautiful woman.

Every time he dreamed of meeting him at midnight, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

His eyes were clear for an instant, Hua Nanhe withdrew his big hands bluntly, and regardless of Jingle's embarrassed expression, he opened his mouth to let out a "chuckling" laugh, weird and gloomy:

"You're so embarrassed to be so small?"

"Uncle Nine!"

The girl immediately had no place to show herself, she wrapped her clothes two or three times, and then hugged again, begging and pleading, to please the man in every way:

"Ying'er will be with Jiu Shu in this life, Jiu Shu, you kiss Ying'er, hug Ying'er..."

"Go away—"

The beautiful Xianran figure in the dream occupies every corner of his mind, and they can't get rid of them.

In my ears, the illusory sound of the flute was completely suppressed by the girl's chattering noise.

As if missing something extremely important, Hua Nanhe became a five-ridged beast and pushed the girl away.

The girl bit her lip stubbornly, and then rushed back. The two immature arms were surprisingly powerful at this time.

The two phases pulled a few times, the man was extremely angry, his five fingers curled up, and he grabbed the girl's delicate wrists, pushed and shoved the person to a red sandalwood cabinet by the window.

Pulling out a dagger from the small drawer, Jingle screamed out of fright by the harsh white light:

"Uncle Jiu, what are you going to do?"

The man fell silent, rolled up his cuffs, ruthlessly lifted the knife and dropped it, and made a sharp cut on his solid forearm.

"Don't—"

Jingle screamed to grab the dagger, teardrops couldn't stop hitting the ground.

And at the next moment, she suddenly noticed that the wound opened by the blade not only did not shed a drop of blood, but also in front of her panicked pupils, healed as before.

"This, how is this possible?"

Jingle was startled and muttered to herself, rubbing her eyes with her hands, holding up the man's forearm and looking down at the man, then looked up at the man, her pale blood-loss little face was filled with surprise and confusion.

The dagger fell to the ground, and the sound was weak.

"you saw it?"

The man has lost the madness and confusion of his violent moment, his phoenix eyes calmly locked on the girl, the depth of his eyes is as dark as the night, and a cool, self-deprecating sneer is condensed on his lips:

"I am such a monster. I am naturally cursed by the gods, with white beard, immortal and insensitive to pain. When the first emperor was alive, I was regarded as an ominous person by him.

Recalling the uncontrolled memories of the past, some are just barren and blind.

Hua Nanhe sighed sadly, the corners of his eyes were wetted by the stars and water.

The trembling fingertips lifted up and pointed back at their chest:

"Xiandi Daxing, your emperor's brother will take me back to the capital after he takes the throne. It is he who gave me the mansion and the gold and silver, so that I will never worry about food and clothing.

For his grace, I will remember Hua Nanhe in my heart. Of course, you all think that as a seven-foot man, I really like drunken life and dreaming of death, right? Do you know how I feel every time I receive a reward? If I had a choice, I would rather serve the court by my own strength, rather than being fed by you as a poor worm because of my own abilities—"

The man raised his hand to the air, speaking aloud and finally turned into a roar. When the roar broke through, it revealed endless misery.

A year ago, when he woke up from his deep sleep, he was already on the carriage, following the long line of Da Yi imperial army, walking on the way back to Beijing.

There are so many things in his body that are different from ordinary people, which once caused him to fall into desperate panic and low self-esteem.

He tried hard to think about the past, helplessly thinking like a piece of white paper, no matter how he searched and searched, nothing was found.

Later, he got some stories about himself from the officer who led the team.

He, Hua Nanhe, is the ninth brother of Emperor Da Yi Xiao, and the uncle of Emperor Renxian.

On the way back to Beijing by decree, he accidentally fell while riding a horse, causing head injuries and temporary memory problems.

Then, the group returned to the capital, and he smoothly entered the palace and met with the young emperor Hua Nanxin.

To this uncle, Hua Nanxin showed exceptional enthusiasm, continued to reward him, and provided abundant life. It can be said that he spared no effort to create a very luxurious and warm "home" for his Nine Emperors.

The preferential treatment of the South China royal family finally made South China accept the fact that he has temporarily lost his memory. Not only was he grateful for the love of the emperor, but he also believed in the past and the past about Xiyi he mentioned.

Day after day, Hua Nanhe finally gets tired of playing.

He had proposed to Hua Nanxin to serve the court several times, but he was politely rejected by the emperor. What followed was more rewards from the emperor.

Hua Nanxin said that his only wish is for the emperor to take good care of his precious body and not easily hurt him. Therefore, he hopes that he will take care of him in Beijing.

Just half a year ago, Hua Nanhe went crazy with drunkenness and deliberately self-harmed his body and intended to force the emperor to return to Xiyi. In the end, the 500 imperial army and the Dongchang admiral locked the pipa bones and tied them to the bed with chains for half a month without eating.

Time wasted, physical abilities, sadness and loneliness under the fence, these unsatisfactory life rushed like a torrent in the man's chest, rampant, and there was no gap in suffering.

He began to hate fate and cursed himself, but he was unable to change the status quo.

His temperament is strange and capricious. Leaking nights without sleep, his body and mind are full of fear and loneliness.

Jingle looked at Hua Nanhe deeply, and under her innocent smile, there were some anxiety and worries that could not be concealed.

"Uncle Jiu, Ying'er has never regarded you as a poor creature, never!"

A word came out softly from the bottom of the tongue, overflowing with incomparable firmness.

Jingle's soft little hand slowly moved to wipe away the wet tears on the man's eyelashes:

"Uncle Jiu does not cry. Yinger likes to be with Uncle Jiu not because Uncle Jiu is pitiful, but because Yinger really loves and loves Uncle Ji very much!"

Hua Nanhe held the girl's little hand while hesitating, and asked softly:

"Ying'er, why do you love me?"

The girl pursed her lips and smiled sweetly:

"The first time Ying'er saw Jiu Shu, she felt that Jiu Shu looked open, but he was actually a very gentle man, but Jiu Shu had been alone for a long time, just like Ying'er.

Ying'er lost her mother since she was a child and couldn't afford maternal love. Later, her father also left me. Although she is doted by the concubine, Ying'er still feels lonely in this world..."

The girl tilted her head to rest on the man's chest, rubbing her cheek against the man's skirt.

The embroidery patterns of the clusters of bamboo leaves and plum blossoms on the front of the dress are extremely delicate. The two-color silk threads of azurite and brown and gold are closely overlapped. The needle method of the sun embroidery makes the complicated patterns on the soft and smooth piping silk, and the unevenness is ordered. come out.

The girl's Ningxue porcelain muscle rubbed on it repeatedly, and the touch was comfortable and wonderful.

Her emotional confession is especially like a continuous rain and wind, lingering in the man's ear:

"Uncle Jiu, Ying'er is the same type of person as you and has the same experience, so we should be together. In the days to come, Ying'er will take care of you and won't make you feel lonely again."

Hua Nanhe stared at her dreamily.

Mu Qianying, the lord of Jingle princess, is notoriously arrogant and unreasonable in the palace.

But at this moment, her smile, her confession, her beautiful and graceful face are like scorching sunshine, shining brightly on his deep and dusty lake.

The heavy ice on the lake cracked one by one, and the depression and resentment on his face disappeared.

"Ying'er..."

The man was influenced by her sincerity, and after he meditated, he hugged the smooth little man in his arms.

"Uncle Nine!"

The girl was delighted, and she happily raised her arms around the man's neck, and Yang Yuxue's cheeks were dyed with Xiahui.

...

Jingyang Palace, the main hall of the bedroom.

Zhiqi wrapped up the wound on Yunxi's arm, sobbing and dropping long sleeves for her.

Yunxi patted the maidservant's shoulder, holding a small smile, and whispered to her:

"It hurts in my palace, my palace hasn't cried yet, how did you drop the golden beans first?"

Zhiqi wiped away his tears and said slowly:

"The slave and maid loves you, knowing that your journey is not easy."

Yun Xi lowered his eyes, looking at the injured arm thoughtfully, his eyes blank.

There was a moment of silence, and she narrowed her expression, her brows calmly warned:

"Okay, later you will use the powder from the palace to touch up your makeup, don't tell Dongzhu and the others to see it."

ps: This chapter relates to the plot, the previous articles, and the subsequent derivative plots, which are explained in advance in the Japanese deduction space on January 4, 2021 and the book circle of the first platform of this article. Hereby declare. :,,