Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Lightning tore through the night sky, and heavy rain.

On the ground, Xiao Xiaoshen roared, suppressing the thunder thoroughly.

"Don't push her"

The moment he drew the Xiuchun Dao, An Hong's eyes were sick, and he quickly waved his hand gesture to signal Xichang Ti to ride forward.

The two guarded the governor Ming Lan, and the others surrounded Xiao Xiaoshen with weapons.

With the sound of "Zheng", the sabre came out of its sheath, and the cold light flowed through the blade, sweeping across the rain curtain.

The fierce fighting unfolded immediately, the shadows of the swords and swords shuttled back and forth in the lightning storm, metal collision, friction and loud shouts swept through the thunder roar and shook the sky.

On that side, Gu Yunxi's figure was as good as sitting up in a rain puddle, with intense tinnitus and Venus bursting into his eyes.

She gritted her teeth, (强qiang) held her head numb by the dense rain line, and raised her gaze to meet Minglan's eyes.

Across the chaotic rain curtain, his eyes (color) make it impossible to see clearly, and the slender (color) figure stands still at this moment.

"Give me the antidote"

Gu Yunxi yelled.

"Snapped"

She slapped her face and slapped her face again, and her thin body fell into the rain again.

"Yun Xi"

Xiao Xiaoshen yelled to this side, and the knife in his hand kept waving and dropping.

I can't remember how many people have been cut down, let alone how many wounds I have suffered. I can only see the clusters of red flowers just blooming before being ruthlessly knocked down by the rain.

The attackers around him were like an impenetrable wall, no matter how frantically he fought back, he couldn't break through and approached the girl.

Minglan panting crudely, took two steps in front of Gu Yunxi, and countless splashes of water splashed up all the way from the spotless gold silk python-pattern soap boots.

The **** holding the umbrella closely followed the superintendent, and Ming Lan suddenly turned around sharply in anger, flew to him, and kicked with the umbrella.

The heavy rain poured lifelessly on Ming Lan's body, wet his mysterious hat and official robes, and drenched his delicate makeup on his face.

At this moment, he seemed to turn a deaf ear to this, just standing unobstructed in the rain, facing the girl who was rolling all over, and raised his hand in angrily again.

The **** little man was tossing and turning around in the rain with difficulty, choked by the rain and coughing violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The poison (sexual xing) that she had in her possession of Juehunsan broke out at this time. The strange pain in the internal organs is like a scorching fire, like bone removal (flesh rou).

She twitched in the rain, rolled violently, and let out a stern wailing.

The blood, black and sticky, burst out from the mouth and fell into the rain, immediately drowning in the water like ink, melting away in countless strands, enchanting and weird.

Ming Lan stared blankly, and volleyed his hand into a fist at the moment it drooped.

With a few crisp noises in succession, four nails that had been cultivated for a long time were broken. Bleeding came from the fingertips, gathered in the palm, gurgling and dripping.

Minglan didn't seem to feel the pain of ten fingers even his heart, even frowning. Looking down at the sorrowful and fiery red figure, the sharp eyes finally softened in the baptism of heavy rain.

"You want an antidote, just come to the Governor. You ask me, I will naturally give it to you! But you, you... actually threaten me with your own (sexual) life"

Minglan roared hoarse.

Today's form is a situation of checks and balances between the East and the West.

Leng Qingtang’s east factory cracked the corruption and speculation case of Jia Shuren, the governor of Muyang, and rescued two tribute girls who had lived in a foreign country. One step further, you can get the handle to punish the Wan clan.

Xichang did not show weakness, and directly controlled the antidote that determined Leng Qingtang's life and death in his hands.

Ming Lan knew that if he didn't give the antidote, Leng Qingtang would undoubtedly die. When he died, he was treated as a major political opponent in Xichang.

Of course, the major problem facing the West Factory at the moment is that the East Factory trumpets and attracts silver cars into the imperial city, making Emperor Xiao and even the entire Beijing city know about Jia Shuren's case.

The criminals have already broken the law. Even if Leng Qingtang died and Gu Yunxi died, all the 10,000 Fanwei in the East Factory died. The court will send others to continue to pursue Jia Shuren’s (guanguan) network. The follow-up case will continue. So one day, the trouble will find Wan's head.

This is the cunning aspect of Leng Qingtang's life. He knew that for the above-mentioned things, his opponents would not dare to put him to death easily.

On the other hand, put aside the case and talk about the imperial concubine Wan Yuyao. As long as she didn't want Leng Qingtang to die, Xichang didn't dare to overrule, and dealt with Leng Qingtang casually.

But Leng Qingtang lived a day, and his East Factory would sooner or later be a threat to the Wan family. To threaten Refrigeration Qingtang, Wan Yuyao will have a powerful trump card in his hand.

In this way, if Gu Yunxi had something good or bad, Wan clan lost the **** that restricted Leng Qingtang, the consequences would be disastrous.

All of the above is that Gu Yunxi was able to stand outside the gate of Minglan’s mansion on a rainy day, and confidently raised his arm to ask for help.

Reason for medicine!

Minglan knows a little bit more clearly. The reason why she was so anxious and frustrated that she was holding her like a demon was not because her self-harming behavior would threaten Wan and Xichang, but because she was free for Leng Qingtang. Desperate behavior. Minglan was always uncomfortable looking in her eyes!

That energy, sore and dull, like the pain of being felt by the inexplicable separation, just for her perseverance, her perseverance of unwillingness to give up, and the perseverance of protecting the love in her heart

The torrential rain washed the earth violently, and the stagnant water was barely bare.

"Gu Yunxi"

Seeing that she was so painful that she was stunned, but crawling towards him, Ming Lan suddenly lost her heart, yelling, leaning over and kneeling in the rain, stretching her arms to grab her and hug her tightly.

"You're so stupid! You really want to die for Leng Qingtang? Being a dead guy, you don't know how to subdue? You want to **** me off

"Minglan, give me the antidote..."

Gu Yunxi couldn't tell which was rain and which were tears on his small face. The icy cold hand tremblingly grabbed his skirt and sprayed blood on him.

Ming Lan completely ignored this again, and only the pale and green face was carved into a pair of crystal eyes.

"You don't know him..."

After speaking suddenly, Ming Lan curled his lips bitterly and said quietly:

"The governor will give you the antidote immediately, and the governor will also teach you to recognize Lengqingtang well!"

Decisively, he ordered his men:

"Bring the antidote!"

An Hong did not dare to delay, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the house. Not long after people turn back, hold a small red-glazed wooden box between both hands.

"Leave it to him!"

Ming Lan hugged Gu Yunxi tightly without letting go, and shook his head impatiently at Xiao Xiaoshen.

The fighting stopped as early as when the poison in Gu Yunxi's body started. Xiao Xiaoshen was outnumbered and fell into the majestic rain due to physical exhaustion.

His whole body, dozens of wounds up and down are bleeding, and the red (color) of fresh (yanyan) has soaked half of the rainy ground.

An Hong walked to Xiao Xiaoshen a few steps, raised his eyebrows proudly, and threw the box into the rain.

"take it."

He stared directly at the defeated condescendingly, with a hint of sarcasm in the corners of his mouth:

"When you get back to Father Leng, don't forget to remind him that his life was bought by his own woman."

Xiao Xiaoshen roared dullly, lying in the water and rekindling his anger, his turbid eyes rounded, and the scarlet eyes seemed to seep blood.

Gritting his teeth and bracing his arms, wanting to struggle to stand up and fight again. After staggering twice, he was still limp in the rain.

"Brother Xiaoshen, take the antidote and go home...see the Supervisor..."

He smiled tediously and tiredly at Xiaoshen, and seemed to have lost his last wish. Gu Yunxi suddenly became lighter and closed his eyes safely.

"Yun Xi"

Xiao Xiaoshen raised her arm and yelled at her, and immediately involved the pain in her armpit.

He could no longer move, sadly picked up the red-glazed wooden box and held it tightly in his palm, his face covered with cold rain and tears.

Watching Ming Lan hugged her into the mansion, the people in Xichang followed closely.

The noisy street fell into silence again. Between the heaven and the earth, only the white-flowered rain curtain fell violently, and the sound of the water was humming endlessly.

Palace, Xiao Ye Xuan

Gu Yunyao woke up from the nightmare, yelled "Ah", and her upper body bounced from the flower pear Luohan (bed chuang) in the bamboo forest carved with moon rabbits.

"Master! What happened to the master?"

At night, Song Qin heard the sound, and the skirt ran into the bedroom with broken steps, leaning in front of the pedals.

The face (color) of horror was self-filling, and the face was not retreated (dry gan). At this time, Gu Yunyao stared at the embroidered mantle that was blown up and down by the wind everywhere, and the voice of inquiry was trembling with timidity:

"When is it?"

"Return to the master, before the beginning."

"Oh," Gu Yunxi closed his eyes slightly, stroked his (chest xiong) mouth with his palm, and asked, "Where is Daddy Zhao."

"Back to the master, Grandpa Zhao is not on duty tonight and has fallen asleep in the penthouse."

"Look at me (sexual xing)... He once said during dinner..."

Gu Yunyao pressed her finger between her eyebrows and whispered.

Song Qin walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, returned to the bed and brought it to Gu Yunyao's hands, and asked with concern:

"Master, did you have a nightmare?"

"Yeah," Gu Yunyao drank a little, then turned her gaze to the candlelight by the table. The star-dot orange light shook, lighting up the dim eyes (color) on (bed chuang).

"My palace just dreamed of Yunxi. She was trapped in a big iron cage and locked up with a few ferocious wolves. Those wolves were flaring their teeth and claws at her. When she saw this palace, she cried: Sister, help me ..."

There was a little water in the eyes, and Songqin saw him, and quickly persuaded:

"Master, dreaming at night is the opposite. If you dream of the little master, you think about it. If the little master encounters danger in the dream, then the reality must be too late.

You don’t have to worry about it. "

Gu Yunyao sighed sadly and shook her head:

"Even though the East Factory had two big cases in succession a while ago, Leng Qingtang has the power to regain power again. But this is even more weird! It stands to reason that Yun Xi is happy, and he must get in touch with the palace early.

If it is not convenient to make an appointment because of busy work, it is always necessary to send a message. In the past few days, why can't I hear any news from her?

She followed Leng Qingtang for a day, but the palace couldn't feel relieved. No, Songqin, you will ask Zhao An to get in touch with the outside early in the morning, and arrange for Yunxi to meet with the palace as soon as possible. "

"Yes, the maidservant took it down."

Song Qin nodded, took the tea cup in the hands of the young master, and comforted:

"My lord, it's still early. Let the slave and maid serve you lie down and sleep again. Don't worry, the little master will be safe and smooth, and everything will be fine."

"Of course I hope so."

Gu Yunyao sighed again, and then Song Qin helped her lie down, tucked the quilt, and slowly closed her eyes and continued to fall asleep.

Minglan House

In the bedroom, Minglan sat blankly on the sea-carved rose chair of the Guanyu Mountain, his whole body wet.

But he just didn't (more geng) clothes or (take off tuo) hat, he didn't care about the unkempt hair, he just hooked his eyes, facing the sleepy Gu Yunxi on the (bed chuang), and didn't move.

Next to him, a little **** was busy, dressing up the fingers of the governor's broken armor.

The mansion had just been in a mess, healed the wounds and filled the medicine, and finally pulled the poisonous Gu Yunxi back from the ghost gate.

An Hong stood obliquely behind Minglan, his expression dumbfounded.

What a crazy and sleepless night!

An Hong secretly thought, this night, his superintendent went crazy.

His superintendent, such a person who loves beauty and is so clean, how could he let himself be poured into the rain, how could he let the heavy rain wash his makeup?

His superintendent has always kept his boots dust-free and cherishes every pair of soap boots. You must change a pair every half a day. Every time you change the old boots, you have to pick up the soil and dust several times.

How could his governor allow others to stain his bright white flying crane robe with blood? Even if you are overly emotional, how can you be willing to break your carefully polished nails?

How could his superintendent let a person covered in water and mud lie down on his carved frame bed scented with flowers (dew)?

The governor is crazy! Governor, he is no longer the former Governor

At this moment, this desolate figure hung on the rose chair is more miserable and lost than when the spring banquet happened in the upper palace and when Leng Qingtang was sent to the prison!

"Anzi..."

After a long time of silence, the person in the chair finally had a voice.

An Hong hurried forward.

I saw the Governor’s pale lips squirming mechanically, and said softly:

"The Governor, the Governor tonight... I'm afraid I'm crazy..."

An Hong was shocked physically and mentally, and it turned out that the governor knew that he was indeed abnormal.

At this time, the superintendent (sexual xing) son was the most moody, An Hong did not dare to speak rashly, just bowed his hands and became a humble listener.

"The Governor has just been thinking that if there is no prior plan, the Governor only wants to die in Leng Qingtang. At that time, the little cat came to solve the medicine, what should the Governor do? Will it be a whim, it will really cure the medicine? Give it to her and let Leng Qingtang die?"

"..."

An Hong raised his eyes silently, looked at the governor, and then quickly bowed his head.

At this moment, he knew this question in his mind, but he did not dare to speak bluntly in front of the governor. I'm afraid that he doesn't need to answer, the Governor's heart at this moment already has an answer.

Minglan's voice has always been glaring and sharp, and it is rare to have this moment of lowness and loneliness.

He stared at the person on (bed chuang) without turning his eyes, and Rong (color) said in a dazed voice:

"This little cat has always been arrogant and arrogant. If it hadn't been so painful today, she wouldn't let the supervisor hold her in her arms. When he was holding her, the supervisor felt like he had been poked hard in his heart. "

An Hong was speechless, his eyes rolled, and he lowered his eyebrows and said:

"Supervisor, this Gu... isn't Miss Yun already in the mansion? You tossed her all night, and you got caught in the rain, and the wind chilled carefully. If you let the servants serve you, you can take a bath and refresh yourself. Go and sleep. , The subordinate here will look at her for you."

Ming Lan didn't seem to hear it, so he stood up and walked to the bed step by step.

With his fingers covered with wounds, he gently rubbed Gu Yunxi's swollen cheeks. In the deep gaze, there was a slight soft emotion flowing.

Determined to look at her peaceful sleeping face, Minglan said to herself:

"For such a stupid little guy, she is afraid that she will be in the deep palace, where people cannibalize, she will always be there. Only in this way can she open her eyes and fully recognize the person in the East Factory."

ps: Allow me to catch up and sign in for you. Goodbye my panda, goodbye my Xiaoqiu~ (The latter part of the sentence is known to anyone who has seen Crayon Shin-chan☉_☉) 2k