Mu Jin was petite, and Wen Renhong embraced him from behind, holding his hand and teaching him to write as if he was holding him in his arms. There was a pleasant smell coming from the other person. For some reason, the man always felt as if his heart skipped a beat.
Subconsciously tightening his arms, the back of the person in front of him was forced to lean against his chest. Wen Renhong could feel the momentary stiffness of the person in his arms, but the other person immediately tried to relax. Perhaps because of the natural obedience of the dark guards, they would not rebel against their masters.
Wen Renhong felt surprised that he just hugged Ying Shiyi in his arms like this, because he really couldn't think of his purpose for doing so. But the feeling of holding the person in his arms was something that people couldn't ignore, and there was a feeling of being finally filled in his heart.
He could feel that the waist of the man in his arms was so thin, he was afraid that the women outside would feel ashamed.
The man knows how much strength is contained in this thin waist, and his hidden guards are as vigorous as a cheetah. You can fly over the eaves and walls to enter and leave the palace as if you are in no one's land, and you can also cut a person's throat in an instant.
But it's such a person, who is being held in his arms without any defense, so obedient, it makes people feel like their hearts will melt.
The hands of the person in the arms are really small. When I teach him to write, I can wrap the other person's hands completely.
His chin lightly landed on the top of Mu Jin's hair, Wen Renhong resisted the urge to rub his chin against the top of the opponent's head. Inexplicably, I feel that such a gesture is really pleasing.
Mu Jin still wore a mask on his face. In the past, he would not take off the mask except when eating. This is also the rule of the dark guard.
The man leaned forward slightly and wanted to see Mu Jin's expression. Although he couldn't see Mu Jin's face because of the mask, he could at least see his eyes. But I can only see that the eyes of the person in my arms are full of seriousness, as if I am really trying to learn and comprehend the writing of these words, but there is no other emotion on a deeper level.
Wen Renhong couldn't help feeling lost in his heart, and he didn't know what he wanted to see in Mu Jin's eyes. After teaching it twice, he let go of his hand and let Mu Jin practice by himself, while the man sat on a chair beside him and stared at Mu Jin who was writing in a daze.
Mu Jin can naturally feel his lover's gaze, but it seems that his man hasn't thought much about him so far, or he hasn't figured it out yet. So the eyes that looked at him were mostly confused, instead of the scorching heat that made people blush and heartbeat in the past.
Although I can't help but want to laugh, I feel that this rhythm is also very good, and falling in love while getting along slowly is also a way that makes people feel comfortable.
In the days that followed, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer. Wen Renhong would ask Mu Jin to practice calligraphy beside him every day, but men seldom taught Mu Jin hand in hand, but mostly stared at him in a daze.
He also specially asked someone to add a couch in the room, so that Mu Jin could rest and watch the night there at night, without having to make do with the beams.
Noticing the change in her lover, although Mu Jin felt happy, she still abided by her duties and did not do unnecessary things.
Until one night, Wen Renhong took out two jugs of wine and asked the people below to prepare some side dishes. Then he called Mu Jin out and asked him to drink with him.
Mu Jin felt a little strange, after all, except for the previous one, Wen Renhong never called him out for a drink again. Moreover, in the past, the other party would never have such a big fight when drinking.
After all, although he could feel that Wen Renhong liked to drink, most of the time he only had one or two drinks. Except for the day when the other party drank a whole pot of pastries that he had eaten, the rest of the time was basically a taste.
But this time, looking at the table of good wine and food prepared in front of him, the man seemed to be planning to get drunk.
Mu Jin showed his figure, glanced at the man in front of him and stood beside the table calmly. Wen Renhong pushed a jug of wine in front of Mu Jin, and said to him, "Sit down and drink with me."
Mu Jin did not refuse, and he has always liked the taste of wine, so naturally he would not waste such a good drink. Take a small sip to taste, the wine has a rich aroma and a smooth mouth, it really is a good wine. Mu Jin enjoyed it in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. Looking at the appearance of the man opposite, it seems that the other party is in a good mood.
After drinking three cups, Mu Jin's movements obviously slowed down. As a secret guard, he must not get drunk. Although it is understandable for him to drink some if ordered by the master, but in order to ensure Wen Renhong's safety, he does not intend to drink more than three cups.
But he stopped, but the man opposite seemed a little dissatisfied. He frowned at himself and said, "Why don't you drink anymore? Didn't you tell me to drink with you?" Fill up.
But Mu Jin knew that this palace was actually not as peaceful as it seemed. On weekdays, there are not only spies, but also unknown assassins, so Mu Jin dare not relax completely. After hesitating for a while, he still replied to Wen Renhong: "Master, this subordinate still needs to keep watch."
This was the first time that his hidden guard refused his request, and Wen Renhong felt a little strange in his heart. However, thinking that apart from obeying the master's orders, the secret guard puts his own safety first, so he can understand the reason for the other party's words.
Inexplicably feeling a little happy because of being rejected by the other party, the man didn't blame Mu Jin, but clapped his hands directly, called the master guards in the yard, and told them to guard outside. Then he turned his head and said to Mu Jin: "Now you can rest assured."
Seeing Wen Renhong's persistence, Mu Jin couldn't refuse anymore, so he held up the gun in front of him. The wine glass was drained in one gulp.
At this moment, a smile finally appeared on the man's face. Both of them drank a lot, and ordered two more drinks. A lot of jugs were placed on the table staggeringly, but Wen Renhong's temperament was still high.
The man looked a little tired looking at the moonlight outside the window, but he seemed to finally have a moment of truth, and murmured to Mu Jin: "Eleventh, there is news from the Yin Pavilion that Wen Renhui has been imprisoned today, and the queen has also been imprisoned." House arrest. My fourth brother ended up like this."
Seeing that the person on the opposite side didn't answer, Wen Renhong didn't care, and continued on his own: "When I was young, the person I envied the most was the fourth brother. He has a distinguished mother and concubine, and he is loved by the emperor. Food and clothing Cost, everything is the best."
"I still remember when I was very young, there was a palace banquet held in the palace, all the princes could go, but I couldn't. Father doesn't like me, but I When I was young, I couldn't hold back my curiosity, so I wanted to secretly go to the garden to have a look, but on the way, I met Si Ge who was sitting in a sedan chair."
"I still remember that time when he looked down at him from a high position on the sedan chair. Me, I laughed at the shabby clothes on my body, and said, how can a dog enter a place where people come and go."
Wen Renhong suddenly laughed at this point, as if he was laughing at himself who was once helpless and young.
After a while, he continued: "Wen Renhui was so beautiful back then, but now, he is just a prisoner in the sky prison. Feng Shui has changed, and now I really want to go to the sky prison to see him. Ask He, who is a human and who is a dog!"
Wen Renhong said while laughing wantonly, looking extremely happy. But Mu Jin could hear the bitterness in his words, this grievance was just the tip of the iceberg of what the man had suffered.
Silently looking at the lover in front of him, Mu Jin drank another glass of wine, feeling even more distressed for Wen Renhong in front of him.
Men drink well and don't get drunk easily. The reason why he doesn't drink much on weekdays is just because he doesn't like the feeling of unconsciousness. In contrast, Wen Renhong still likes to stay awake all the time. It's just that today I feel emotional, so I want to be presumptuous for a while.
After saying those words just now, I always felt that I saw a fleeting distress in the eyes of the person opposite. It's just that when he went to confirm again, he found that there was nothing in the eyes of the person opposite, as calm as ever.
He just felt that he had drunk too much wine and made a mistake, Wen Renhong chuckled lightly. Sighing in his heart, that's right, how could the dark guard understand the feelings of ordinary people. Or, compared with their own, their experience is the real misfortune.
So the man who suddenly felt sympathetic to each other opened his mouth and began to persuade Mu Jin to drink, wanting the other party to accompany him to get drunk hard.
Mu Jin just drank cup after cup with Wen Renhong, but he didn't dare to get really drunk. Hastily ordered 003 in the sea of consciousness to help him adjust his body, relieved a lot of drunkenness, but showed some drunkenness on the surface.
Seeing the confusion in his dark guard's eyes, Wen Renhong immediately felt in a good mood, and smiled lightly at Mu Jin, "Eleven, are you drunk?"
Mu Jin shook his head and stood up He bowed to Wen Renhong and said, "Master, this subordinate, I'm not drunk."
The person on the opposite side walked steadily, but his reaction was obviously slow. The hidden guards are well trained in drugs and alcohol, so they are not easily affected, so looking at the performance of the person opposite, Wen Renhong is sure that although the other party is still stubborn, it seems that the little guy in front of him is really a little drunk.
Because of drinking, the other party's face scarf had been pulled up to his neck, exposing his entire face. At this moment, Mu Jin's cheeks were full of blush, and there was a little confusion in his eyes, which made Wen Renhong look a little crazy for a while, and always felt that the little guy in front of him seemed to have a kind of soul-stirring beauty.
He coughed lightly, trying to ignore the strangeness in his heart.
The man turned his eyes to the night scene outside, pretending to inadvertently asked: "Eleventh, if you are not the king's secret guard, what do you want to do?" Shaking his head, he immediately said firmly: "The subordinate is the master's secret guard, and the subordinate will always stay by the master's side."
Hearing Mu Jin's answer, Wen Renhong curled his lips, feeling a little satisfied in his heart, I couldn't help but feel a little happier.
He poured a few more glasses of wine for Mu Jin, and after seeing the other party drinking, he continued to ask: "Is there really nothing you want to do? If you were not born as a dark guard, but just a child of an ordinary family, think about it. Do something?"
This time, Mu Jin followed Wen Renhong's gaze and looked out of the window, as if his consciousness was a little blurred because he drank more wine. Then he really replied to Wen Renhong: "Subordinate, if you are not a secret guard, you might want to return to the garden and live in the garden, and be an ordinary farmer. Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and live an ordinary life. Or , or to use the sword to the end of the world, it may be a happy thing."
At this point, Mu Jin even parted his mouth and showed an obvious smile.
It was the first time for Wen Renhong to see Mu Jin smiling. He didn't expect that the other party was not only cute, but also had two shallow pear dimples on his cheeks when he smiled, which looked so sweet.
The heart was beating violently uncontrollably, the man quickly closed his eyes, he hated the feeling that he couldn't control his mind. Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes again, and his eyes were already clear.
These days, he could feel the influence of Mu Jin on him. Originally thought that the other party was just a hidden guard, but found that it seemed to be more than that. So, is it possible that Yingying Eleven is his bosom friend?
Looking at Mu Jin with complicated eyes, Wen Renhong had to admit that only when he was in front of his own hidden guard could he let go of a tight string.
Inexplicably, he felt that the little guy who was still in a daze in front of him was unspeakably cute, but he didn't expect the other party's wishes to be these two. Speaking of it, being an ordinary farmer is very different from being a swordsman, but they are both free agents. So, could it be possible that his little dark guard actually wanted to be free?
I thought that I would think about the future for the other party, and even help the other party's high-ranking officials and rich salary to stay by my side as my right-hand man, but who knew that the other party only wanted to live a life that had nothing to do with the court and had nothing to do with myself.
As soon as he thought that the life that Ying Shixi was looking forward to would be far away from him and would no longer be by his side, Wen Renhong felt a sense of hostility in his heart in vain.
Speaking of which, the longing in my heart had been swallowed up by the man-eating deep palace many years ago. Depressed and drank another glass of wine, the man stood up suddenly, took out a sword in the room, and said to Mu Jin: "Eleven, come out and fight with me.
" She was taken aback, but still stood up and followed behind Wen Renhong.
It's okay to practice martial arts with the master, after all, Wen Renhong's own martial arts are very strong, and martial arts practitioners themselves need some suitable opponents. Everything needs to be persevering, especially in martial arts practice. Only by fighting regularly can you maintain your best condition.
Wen Renhong usually practiced kung fu mostly against the master guards transferred from the Yin Pavilion outside, and he had never fought against his own hidden guards. It's just that today, it suddenly came to nature, and I wanted to feel the martial arts of this little guy who was with me day and night.
He knew that the hidden guards arranged beside him were all the best among them, so he didn't relax because the opponent was his subordinate, and directly prepared his body to attack the opponent.
Mu Jin retained some drunkenness, so his movements were a little slow. But only Wen Renhong could see that. From outsiders' point of view, Mu Jin's body was still as vigorous. Especially every move is quite neat, bouncing and turning.
Wen Renhong saw that the people in front of him were always withdrawing their moves intentionally or unintentionally, and shouted, "Don't hide." Now, Mu Jin started to meet him head-on, and no longer gave way.
The battle between the two of them was fought heartily, and Mu Jin was naturally very measured, so he wouldn't really hurt Wen Renhong. Even if they were really drunk, some instincts of the hidden guards were engraved in their bones, and it was absolutely impossible for them to hurt their master.
However, with Wen Renhong's martial arts, even if Mu Jin really wanted to hurt the opponent, it would not be so easy. Therefore, he doesn't need to have too many scruples, and if he can find an opponent who is evenly matched, both of them will naturally be very happy.
The scarf on Mu Jin's face was not pulled up. At this moment, although the baby's face was still expressionless, it was flushed abnormally due to the strenuous exercise and drinking, and the eyes were dripping with water.
Wen Renhong couldn't help but feel dizzy when he saw this, he always felt that Mu Jin standing under the tree was as beautiful as a scenery, which made people unable to take their eyes off it.
He didn't want to be disturbed by others, so when the two of them competed just now, Wen Renhong had ordered other people to leave the yard.
Under the night, the two stood facing each other, and Wen Renhong just stared at the little guy in front of him. Seeing the young man's black hair hanging down, with a few strands of slightly sweaty hair sticking to his cheeks, it seemed to add a little more charm to the other party.
The image of the hearty confrontation with him just now flashed in his mind, and the opponent's every move was free and easy. Obviously hiding in the dark, the most imperceptible existence, unexpectedly has such a dazzling side.
Maybe it was because I stood there in a daze for too long, the person opposite raised his head to look at him, with a little doubt in his eyes, as if he was waiting for his order.
However, when he was glanced at by those big cat eyes, the man felt his heart was hit hard.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm down the restlessness in his heart, but found that everything was in vain. The other party turned out to be defeated with just one look.
Unknowingly, he walked to Mu Jin's side, the two were very close, Mu Jin slightly raised his head to look into the man's eyes, and asked: "Master, you... woo!" I wanted to
ask The other party still had some orders, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, the rest of the words would be swallowed by the man opposite.
Wen Renhong only felt that his mind was blank, maybe because he drank too much tonight, he instinctively wanted to get close to Mu Jin. Looking back and forth on the opponent's cheeks, he felt that even every little bit of his little hidden guard was so in line with his wishes.
The bright red lips opened and closed, the man could no longer hear what the other party was saying, it seemed very delicious. It wasn't until the little guy on the opposite side opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, that he instinctively covered the water in front of him.
Unable to think about anything more, the sense of touch is infinitely magnified, and the man only feels that the lips he touches are incredibly soft.
In the past, Mingming Yingshi always looked cold and expressionless, but he didn't expect that after a real taste, it would be as soft and glutinous as a pastry.
I couldn't help but think of the milk cake I ate at Mu Jin's that day, it seemed to taste like this. Sweet and soft, it is addictive in one bite, and I can't bear to taste more.
After a long time, Wen Renhong stopped. When he realized what he had finally done, the man was stunned. He had no idea that he would kiss the opposite person uncontrollably.
The person in front of him is his secret guard, although in some respects he can be regarded as the most trustworthy and close person around him. However, it definitely shouldn't be this close.
The look in Mu Jin's eyes was a bit complicated for a while, Wen Renhong never thought that one day he would show such emotions to his secret partner.
Despite his deliberate creation over the years, his prince's reputation among the people is not good. But no matter what, he is also a member of the royal family, and later he has the status of a prince. Naturally, there are many people who want to cling to him.
I saw a lot of beauties, but none of them could make me even the slightest bit tempted. But the person in front of him seemed to have easily broken the barrier in his heart. It makes a man feel unbelievable, but he has to admit his temptation.
Yes, Wen Renhong has already admitted that he is tempted. With his mind, it is impossible for him to not understand the reason for doing this in this situation. Looking at Mu Jin who still had no expression in front of him, Wen Renhong felt confused.
He found that the person in front of him was not only good-looking, but there seemed to be something in the other person's bones that attracted him. It was like the natural attraction of the soul, even before seeing Ying Shiyi's face, he had subconsciously relaxed towards him.
Frowning, the man originally thought that his heart had been grinded into an iron plate by the royal family long ago, but he didn't expect that someone could make him fall, and even indulge in the things he despised the most in the past.
Unconsciously, his eyes aimed at the red and swollen lips of the other party, and Wen Renhong took a deep breath.
Such a beautiful Mujin Wenrenhong suddenly didn't want others to see it. Even someone as determined as myself can't help feeling amazed, let alone other people.
At that time, if people are really sent out and become officials in the court, they will definitely see more people. How many people will be amazed because of him, will the young people just need to give it a casual glance, and others will be willing to give everything.
At the thought that other people would see such a scene, Wen Renhong went mad with jealousy. Thinking angrily in my heart, obviously this person belongs to me. He is his own dark guard, and he is by his side every day, and they are the most intimate when they get along day and night.
It seems that it is better not to send them out.
The man's eyes were full of gloom, and he felt that even if he really controlled the government in the future, it would be better not to let Ying Shiyi enter the court. There would always be other ways for the other party to stay by his side without wasting their talent.
Lowering his eyes, Wen Renhong stared at Mu Jin in front of him for a long time before turning around and returning to his room. The man didn't do unnecessary things any more, he needed to sort out his thoughts for today's affairs.
And Mu Jin quietly followed behind the other party, still playing her role dutifully, as if nothing happened just now.