Chapter 1: Secret Guards, Never Have the Right to Be Reluctant

[This is a story about two male protagonists and two men in love, please do not read it by mistake.]

[Double Cleanse 1v1, he. ]

[Mine clearance: Not a strong duo, mindless emotional flow, and playing house with power. ]

[This is a place to store your brain, so be careful when entering.]

[The author has a soft heart and will explode if pinched. Please treat me kindly.]

"Master Eleven, the prince orders you to come into the palace for questioning..."

"Master Eleven? Can you still hear me?"

"Master Eleven..."

So noisy...

Can people just be left in peace for a while?

There is no peace even after death.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Yun Qingshi struggled to open his eyes, wanting to see if he had arrived in the legendary underworld.

When he opened his eyes, he was met with a wrinkled old man's face. Yun Qingshi was stunned for a moment before he asked with difficulty: "Are you the King of Hell... or the Judge?"

"I died bravely for what was right. Logically speaking, I have done great merit..."

So, is there any preferential policy?

Unfortunately, Yun Qingshi couldn't say the rest of the words because he was in so much pain.

The wound on my abdomen hurt so much that every word I spoke would cause more pain.

His body seemed to have reached its limit at this moment, and he fell forward powerlessly, barely supporting himself with his arms to avoid falling too badly.

Only then did he realize that he had been kneeling just now.

Oh, when you meet the King of Hell, you have to kneel, Yun Qingshi thought.

The old man who was mistaken for the King of Hell was also stunned at this time. He squatted down hurriedly and tried to help Yun Qingshi up: "Master Eleven, what's wrong with you? How come you can't even recognize me? You are so badly injured that you are confused..."

The turbid voice sounded again from above his head, and Yun Qingshi's already unclear mind became even more confused.

His eyes slowly swept across the scene before him, and for a moment he became even more confused.

No, that's not right.

Pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted buildings, this is not the underworld.

And if he was dead, why would he still be in so much pain?

Thinking of this, Yun Qingshi lowered his eyes with difficulty to look at his body, and was stunned again.

Why did his clothes become black ancient costumes? Where is his baby blue sweater?

So, what the hell is this for him?

Zhao Mingde looked troubled and asked, "Master Eleven, are you awake? I'll help you stand up first. The prince is still waiting."

With the help of Zhao Mingde, Yun Qingshi was finally able to stand up straight and regain some clarity and rationality.

At this time, he had some vague guesses, but he was not sure yet, so he decided to wait and see.

After a pause, Yun Qingshi responded to Zhao Mingde: "I'm fine now. I'll go see the prince right away."

"That's good, that's good." Zhao Mingde nodded, but added, "However, the prince may not be very happy right now. Master Eleven, you must be careful and don't anger the prince."

Yun Qingshi didn't say anything else. He calmed himself down in silence, then raised his foot and walked slowly towards the luxurious palace in front.

However, this body was seriously injured and had been kneeling for who knows how long, so it was extremely difficult for him to walk.

Yun Qingshi is also a person who is extremely afraid of pain, so he has to pause for a few seconds after every step.

Every time he stopped for a few seconds, he questioned his life.

What should he do? He suddenly wanted to die again.

How could he be so unlucky! ?

He was a rich second-generation, and he lived a very carefree life. However, he was brave enough to stand up for justice, but instead of getting a banner or something, he lost his life.

Damn it!

He was clearly sure that the criminal had no weapon before he dared to go over to help.

Who knew that the bastard would pick up a rotten wine bottle and stab him in the stomach.

The only thing that gave him some comfort was that after stabbing him, the gangster was scared and ran away, and the pregnant woman was safe.

Otherwise, his death would be totally in vain.

Yun Qingshi moved slowly and doubted his life as he approached the palace gate.

But when he was about two meters away from the temple, he suddenly heard some unusual sounds.

Intermittently...

Twists and turns...

When children hear this, they will think that someone is being beaten.

But he is an adult.

hiss......

Yun Qingshi thought he was hallucinating because of the pain, but his feet still moved a little faster.

But as he got closer, the voice became more and more real.

So, it's not an illusion.

The prince is in a good mood, Yun Qingshi thought.

Having reached the door, he raised his hand and pushed it open without any hesitation.

From then on, the sound was transmitted to Yun Qingshi's ears without any obstruction, but the visual impact was obviously much stronger than the auditory impact.

As he expected, a fierce action movie was taking place in the hall.

The two protagonists performed very hard and their performances were quite remarkable.

Unfortunately, he guessed wrong about one thing. The male protagonist was not the prince.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the inner room: "Eleven likes it?"

Hearing this, Yun Qingshi came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure.

He then stepped over the threshold and into the hall, then slowly approached the source of the sound until he was less than two meters away from the other party, then he stopped.

Normally, given his current status, he should have knelt and saluted, but Yun Qingshi was in no mood to act; all he wanted to do was curse. Furthermore, the wound in his abdomen didn't allow him to move much, and even walking the short distance had already exhausted his strength.

So Yun Qingshi stopped moving after he stood still. He then took two breaths and looked forward while enduring the pain.

The owner of the voice was sitting on a soft couch at this time. The man rested one hand on the small table in the middle of the couch and played with a string of jade beads with the other hand. He had a lazy posture and his long black hair was tied up high.

As for his appearance, he is described as handsome and extraordinary, with the appearance of a banished immortal.

In simple terms, it can be described in two words: beautiful.

Her skin is as white as jade, her lips are bright red, and her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

Moreover, the man had a pair of heterochromatic eyes, which made him look even more charming.

Because of this, Yun Qingshi’s guess was finally confirmed.

He really traveled through the book.

Yun Qingshi was in despair, and then he answered a certain prince's question perfunctorily: "It's okay."

The prince with heterochromia and the secret guard named Eleven were undoubtedly the characters from the melodramatic BL novel called "Dragon Bed Hidden Beauty" that he had just read the night before.

Prince Yi, Xiao Jiwu, later became the tyrant who destroyed his country and is also the biggest villain in the whole book.

Although he looks good, he is not an ordinary pervert.

He was cruel and ruthless, and killed people like crazy. It was said that the souls killed by him could circle the palace two and a half times.

Later, after he ascended the throne, he became even more bloodthirsty and cruel. Most of the court officials were killed by him, and the rest lived in fear every day.

Under his rule, the people of Qi State were living in dire straits and suffered terribly.

And the person he was wearing was the secret guard Shadow Eleven, a pitiful cannon fodder.

According to the plot of the original book, the original owner would soon become the person sleeping on Xiao Jiwu's bed, and would help Xiao Jiwu detoxify when he was poisoned.

But even so, the original owner was still bullied and seriously injured by the little bitch who appeared next to Xiao Jiwu later. In the end, he died tragically while protecting Xiao Jiwu, who was still the King Yi at that time.

It can be said that his death was extremely worthless.

In summary, the main purpose of this cannon fodder is to highlight Xiao Jiwu's evil.

With all sorts of thoughts in his mind, Yun Qingshi felt weak all over and even a little dizzy.

It must be because this body has lost too much blood.

What made him even more desperate was that he had not received any memories of the original owner after waking up for such a long time, and no system suddenly appeared to give him guidance. Therefore, even though he figured out his current identity, Yun Qingshi was still confused.

He didn't know what Xiao Jiwu asked Ying Shiyi to do, nor did he know why the original owner was forced to kneel despite being seriously injured.

He could only wait and see.

But at least, if nothing unexpected happens, according to the plot in the book, his life should be safe now.

After all, Eleven in the back still has to block the knife for Xiao Jiwu.

The gilded incense burner with a relief Qilin on the small table was constantly emitting white smoke. The two actors were still performing with all their might, showing no intention of stopping at all. They were truly dedicated to their work.

While Yun Qingshi was looking at Xiao Jiwu, Xiao Jiwu was also looking at Yun Qingshi slowly.

The secret guards usually cover their faces, but Ying Eleven rarely revealed his true face today.

Xiao Jiwu therefore discovered that Ying Shiyi, who had followed him for two years, actually had a good appearance.

She has bright eyes, white teeth, thick eyebrows like ink, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that are particularly eye-catching.

Another thing is that today's Shadow Eleven is abnormal.

From the moment the other party pushed the door open, Xiao Jiwu had already noticed something unusual.

The secret guards would not be easily affected by external things, but Ying Eleven was obviously shocked just now.

Moreover, the secret guards always knelt down in front of him and dared not look up, but today Ying Eleven not only did not salute, but also dared to look directly at him.

However, after his eyes swept over the serious injury on Ying Shiyi's abdomen and the obvious abnormal blush on his face, Xiao Jiwu's doubts were almost dissipated.

This is burnt out.

Seeing that the other party's gaze was still unbridled, Xiao Jiwu suddenly curled his lips into a smile, then put down the beads in his hand and slowly opened his lips to utter a few words: "Eleven, come to my side."

In fact, at this moment, Yun Qingshi was using his dizzy head to try hard to recall his short life of the past nineteen years.

He was wondering what evil things he had done in the past to end up like this, to the point that he even temporarily ignored the pain in his body.

It was not until he heard the voice of a certain prince again that he came back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts, and then he couldn't help but frowned.

He didn't want to go over there.

However, considering the degree of perversion of a certain villain, after hesitating for a moment, Yun Qingshi wisely moved forward a few steps.

Because if he could survive, he would still want to try his best to save him.

The boy's reluctance was fleeting, but was still captured by Xiao Jiwu keenly.

This discovery undoubtedly made Xiao Jiwu dissatisfied, and the man's face darkened.

So, the next moment when the young man was about to stand firm, Xiao Jiwu suddenly reached out and pulled the man into his arms.

Reluctant? He insisted on making the other party face reality!

Secret guards have never had the right to be unwilling.

Even if the master ordered the secret guard to die, the secret guard should obey the order, thank the master, and do it willingly.

You shouldn't have any resistance at all!