Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Gu Yunxi ran out of the Shenwu Gate in a panic and turned over with his horse. When the fire, wind and wind rushed back to the East Factory, Leng Qingtang was sitting in his room in the South Yard, holding a small enamel expander, away from the table. One inch of the sheepskin on the top looked at something. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.wuxiaspot.como

Not long ago, the East and West factories joined forces to quell the Yinshan Rebellion, and within two days, Minglan sent people to return the Kunhuang Island map that she found from her when Gu Yunxi was taken down to the East Factory.

After careful confirmation with the national teacher Yu Xuanji, it was affirmed that this is the fake picture that Gu Yunxi retrieved from the Swift Pagoda.

So it can be seen that Kagura Hou Wanli always believes that only the treasure map in Lei Huan's hands is true, and that would be great.

However, based on the great disparity in what Wu Yong said, the Dongchang did not dare to rashly act on the Wanjia before he knew the scale and details of the private soldiers in southern Xinjiang.

"It's almost three months, is it cold outside?"

Seeing Gu Yunxi coming, Leng Qingtang noticed that her two cheeks were flushing, and thought that she was herniated by the cold wind on her riding horse on the way back from the outside.

But Wenrun's fingertips touched the satin-smooth skin, but clearly felt the scorching heat.

"what happened?"

Leng Qingtang was shocked and nervous, pressing his forehead towards her, thinking that she did not have a fever.

Gu Yunxi turned his head uncomfortably, and shook his body away from the superintendent's arms. At this moment, his mind was filled with the enchanting face with the biggest expression and different expressions in his mind, and his wicked and cold laughter echoed in his ears. .

"Girl?"

Leng Qingtang looked at her in astonishment, and saw that she silently removed the soft leather armor of the bodyguard, and carefully took out the letter written by Sun Shengsheng to the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi from the flap of her dress, and offered it with both hands:

"Supervisor, here it is, handwritten by Sun Jieyu to Master Sun."

Leng Qingtang took it and saw the wax seal with his eyes down slightly, thinking about it:

"Girl, in accordance with the Dongchang practice, the official letter sent by the dark guard Kuima must first be reviewed by the Governor himself. You should understand?"

This is not to save a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, but the way Dongchang has always acted.

Leng Qingtang and his men will try their best to kill anything that may threaten the court and the interests of Dongchang.

As for Gu Yunxi, since the day he joined Dongchang, his life, honor and disgrace have been firmly tied to Dongchang. Now that the governor made an opinion, she would not refuse it.

Next, the two of them gently opened the wax seal with tools before the book table, took out the letter cover, and slid through the lines.

It was confirmed that the matters explained by the handwriting were the same as those proposed by Gu Yunxi, and then the paper pages were re-closed into the letter cover, and the wax seal was re-attached. Net o

Leng Qingtang summoned Fan Wei and ordered him to make arrangements to expedite the letter to southern Xinjiang.

After that, when he was the only one in the room, he half hugged her, and the expressions of her brows and eyes were bright:

"Girl, I have worked hard for you this time."

But seeing her staring down in a dazed face, he smiled, Yubai's index finger picked up a mess of hair on her forehead, and asked closely:

"What are you thinking, can you talk to me?"

Gu Yunxi's expression suddenly stunned, and the eyes of the governor looked anxious:

"I just entered the palace... I, I met Minglan."

Leng Qingtang's eyebrows moved, her warm smile suddenly condensed, and a sharp light burst from the deep phoenix eyes:

"He is asking you trouble again?"

"Supervisor, I feel... he recognizes me!"

Leng Qingtang was surprised:

"Don't panic, how can you see it?"

Gu Yunxi was about to meet him in Minglan Palace. At that time, he told the superintendent every word of his strange behavior and strange language.

Leng Qingtang remained silent for a long while, the faint light flashing in the bottom of his eyes, like a cold moon and cold frost.

For a moment of contemplation while pacing, he raised his jaw slightly and muttered to himself:

"A few days ago, the Dongchang has been rigorously deployed to annihilate the rebels hiding near the Tomb of the Yinshan Emperor. At that time, all the forces of the Xichang were gathered at the mouth of Yangfang in Gyeonggi. There was no chance to contact the rebels. Could it be Gongli Hu Gonggong? Yimai revealed your identity to Minglan. It is impossible to infer from time!"

Gu Yunxi thought carefully and shook his head:

"If the informant in the palace leaked the wind early in the morning, Minglan would not have come to me now."

Leng Qingtang suddenly stopped, and an inch of startled light paced past Fengmu.

"By the way, the masked man did not escape that day. At that time, you stabbed him with a short blade. At a critical moment, a masked woman appeared to rescue him. Since then, the two have disappeared."

"woman!?"

Gu Yunxi's hair was suddenly cold, and a yin wind quietly climbed up his back.

At this moment, she actually thought of a mysterious woman who had appeared in the palace late at night with excellent ventriloquism.

"Supervisor, the two who fled...will they join forces with Minglan?"

Langhua, who was holding his hand in Leng Qingtang's body, stood still, staring blankly at somewhere, slowly shaking his head weakly.

He is the only person who has seen the real eyebrows and facial features of the masked man. Based on this alone, Leng Qingtang fully believes that it is impossible for that person to be in a mess with Wanjia and Xichang. o

When he returned to his senses, he ran into the girl’s sad little face when he turned his gaze, and stepped closer to her for relief:

"Today you will stay in the East Factory. Don't go in the palace for a while. The Supervisor is well informed. I will send someone to ask Liu Bingbi in the spare time. I will surely get reliable information."

Gu Yunxi had to obediently obey the supervisor's arrangements, and when the lunch hour was approaching, he quit the supervisor's room and went back to his room to change casual clothes.

When Gu Yunxi was sent away, Leng Qingtang stood in the room thinking about something, her dark dark eyes narrowed, and the cold light filled the inside, and the shadows were mottled.

Really do not die!

Minglan ah Minglan, the ceremonial supervisor of our company cut off your minions in the palace the previous year, and you are already half dead.

Just relying on you, dare to say that Yunxi is in love with the Governor? It’s so good, so, you’re a completely dead person--

...

Gu Yunyao was sent back to Jingyang Palace by Concubine Xu. As soon as she entered the main hall, her tearful expression with tears and makeup immediately frightened Zhao An.

"Master, you, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao An's face turned pale, he was serving tea again, and he was busy instructing the maidservants to wash their faces with hot water to serve the master.

Gu Yunyao's pink lips trembled, and before she could even speak, she wailed again and again, almost out of breath.

Upon seeing this, Xu Fei continued to persuade:

"Sister, don't do that. Now that you are pregnant, you can't help feeling too much ups and downs. Remember!"

Zhao An asked Songqin with her murky voice:

"Auntie, please do, tell the minion what happened to our master outside?"

Songqin's flowery face was anxious, and she was about to cry when she was wronged:

"The empress just went to Jinli Lake, where she met the imperial concubine who was making people pick up a new maid who entered the palace. She was not someone else, she was, she was a little..."

Water waves fluttered in her sorrowful eyes, and after seeing Xu Fei quickly, she hurriedly closed her voice, failing to complete the title of "little master".

"Who is it, you are talking?"

Zhao An was anxious and stamped his feet.

"It's Yunxi! It's Yunxi from my palace!"

At the top spot, Gu Yunyao surely added, and then cried bitterly.

Xu Fei sighed:

"I also blame this palace. Seeing that the light is just right today, I have to suggest some garden with my sister, so that you have a lot of troubles for no reason."

Gu Yunyao cried and complained:

"How did my concubine blame my sister? If it weren't for you and me to go out together, my concubine wouldn't know that the struggling sister had been captured by the Xichang, and she was sent to the Senluo Palace in Yongning Palace for slaughter.

All her concubines are useless. The court house couldn't protect her back then. Now people are being abused in front of her concubines, but the concubines can only watch and have no solution. Woo..."

Concubine Xu's nose was sore and her eye sockets became hot, she personally stepped forward to rub Gu Yunyao's back:

"Sister shouldn't be presumptuous. Everyone has their own lives. How can Yunxi blame you?"

Gu Yunyao wiped his face with Lopa, sobbing:

"The moment the guard of honor walked out of the water hall, Yun Xi's tear-free eyes kept looking to his concubine, that clearly he was asking for help. Sister, you should come up with an idea for your concubine. How can I help my poor sister escape the clutches of the imperial concubine?"

"This……"

Concubine Xu sat down quietly, her thoughts in a mess.

Jinzhu suddenly thought of something and approached:

"Master, the imperial concubine deceives others, it is better to let Master Yu come forward to ask the queen for money."

Concubine Xu shook her head momentarily:

"Not beautiful. Today, the imperial concubine said that the girl was sent to the palace by the admiral of Xichang, and she must have known her boudoir name. And sister Yu, Jinjieyu, and Yunxi all follow the surnames of the former head of Gongyuan, and they all have the same name. The difference between the characters shows that the relationship is extraordinary.

The imperial concubine Shicai knows Yunxi's details and is still acting grandiosely in front of us, so I am afraid that sister Chongyu you went. "

Gu Yunyao immediately panicked, grabbed Xu Fei's cat, and asked in shock:

"Sister, did you say that the imperial concubine just now was acting? Deliberately abused Yun Xi in front of her concubine?"

Concubine Xu nodded, her eyes drooping helplessly:

"I believe you have heard some rumors that Wan Yuyao is afraid of getting your baby. Although Lin Zhangzheng, the imperial superintendent of the Qing Dynasty, will not be arrested for one day, the palace has no substantive evidence.

It is true that Wan Yuyao can't let out such a bad breath, so she will take Yunxi girl to raft. what about you? I want my son to go to Kunning Palace to beg the queen. Not to mention that Empress Qian is unwilling to be a maidservant, even if she refuses to be informed by Wan Yuyao, she will definitely intensify the persecution of Yunxi. "

Xu Fei's analysis is eloquent and not without basis. Gu Yunyao immediately settled on the top spot, her crystal clear snow cheeks covered with tears.

After another moment of persuasion, when Gu Yunyao's mood stabilized, Xu Fei went to Chuxiu Palace in a nervous state.

Zhao An immediately instructed Song Qin to close the main hall door and helped Gu Yunyao step into the warm pavilion.

When the curtain fell, Gu Yunyao buried her head in front of Zhao An's chest, feeling hurt.

Zhao An’s heart was shattered by sobbing and sobbing. He completely left the court rules behind his head. He just surrounded the sad woman with his solid arms, ironed her with warm body heat, and dispelled her. The grievances and grievances.

"Master, don't be sad. Master Xu makes sense. You are pregnant with a sloppy pregnancy. Let the slaves take care of the rescue of the little master. After a while, let the slaves come up with a perfect solution."

Gu Yunyao sighed with tears:

"You and I are most relieved, but the matter is very important right now, Wan Yuyao has a black heart, and my palace is afraid that Yunxi will not last long!"

Zhao An blinked his eyebrows and spoke for a moment before tentatively saying:

"Mo Ruo... the slave found the fault and went out of the palace, and reported the matter to Governor Leng to let him..."

"No—"

Gu Yunyao suddenly turned his face, and in an instant, the many ups and downs of sadness on the entire delicate face disintegrated, washed away like a violent wind, and turned into a stiff anger:

"My palace will never allow you to find him! Who is Leng Qingtang's character? Don't I know you? If he hadn't designed Yunxi to go to Ming Palace in exchange for his life, Yunxi...Where is my simple Yunxi? Can you end today?!"

Zhao An's expression froze, and after a while, he tried to persuade him in a soft voice:

"Master, even if Governor Leng is over-scheming, he has done his best to protect you when you are pregnant. The little master can only use his power to get twice the result with half the effort and help the little master get rid of it as soon as possible..."

"The heart of the palace is determined, you don't have to say it again!"

Gu Yunyao flicked out of Zhao An's chest, her beautiful eyes widened, her eyes blazing and the fire shining into the sky, her breath was hard:

"That year, Yunxi went with Leng Qingtang to Dongchang's main palace and was unable to stop her, so that she could not recognize people clearly and was tragically used by him. Today, this palace will never use Leng Qingtang's hand to rescue Yunxi, even if she exhausts everything. My palace also wants to change her back, and my palace wants her to stay with her, so she won't be bullied again..."

Zhao An stared at Gu Yunyao again sinking into utter grief and choked his voice. He immediately squeezed his heart, and circled the woman in his arms, begging:

"The minion knows that he is wrong. The minion will no longer be tempted to ask Lord Leng, so he will concentrate on his own ideas, and the master will not be angry again."

Gu Yunyao nodded, suppressing the sad emotions, leaning her head against the man's chest, and stroking his clothes, gently instructing:

"Tomorrow, you should go and explore the wind, find out what happened after Yunxi entered the palace, and make plans when you come back."

"Yes, minion remember."

Zhao An lightly lowered his eyes, looked deeply at the attractive woman moistened with fragrant cheek powder, moved slightly, leaned over and quickly kissed her on the forehead.