Chapter 89 You can only enter if you are called in
Stop at that point and ask, "What's the matter?"
Lukeman signaled with his eyes: "Let's talk over there alone, and you should be standing at the entrance of the side hall."
Tu Xing looked a little doubtful, but still followed him to the place he pointed.
This place was empty, facing an aisle. After looking around, I found that it was a small path that turned to the side from where the conversation first took place.
Lukeman waved someone to take two steps away from the door, but the dim light couldn't hide his furrowed brow.
"She wants you to come into the bedroom with her. Just stand guard at the door now. She'll call you when she comes out."
The man paused, "I'll just deliver the message. As for what happened..."
He spread out one hand, "There's something else to do. I need to bring the prepared blood man to the bedroom. I'll go first."
After saying this, he turned and left without waiting for the young man to speak.
Tu Xing looked at his back without moving. After all, they were both standing, so the difference was only about ten or twenty steps.
Either watch the show or leave directly, the small details don't make much difference.
He found a convenient place to lean against so that he could take a nap when sleepiness came over him.
An hour and a half seemed like a long time to sit still in this silent place.
Sure enough, I started to feel drowsy.
Although I was wearing few clothes, I didn't feel very cold.
Until a sharp and unkind voice sounded, "I ordered you to guard the door here, but you fell asleep here?!"
In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, it was so sharp, no less than a violent blow to the head.
Tu Xing opened his eyes unhappily and squinted at the source of the sound.
Shireen's face stayed close by.
The two people opposite could clearly see the fierce look in his eyes, which even reflected a cold light under the moonlight, like the arc of light at the sharpest point of a blade.
But it was just a flash, and in a trance, I thought I was seeing things, because the face was so harmless.
Muhammad stared at the man suspiciously and said sternly, "Is this how you do your job?!"
Tu Xing raised his eyebrows, staring mainly at Muhammad, and said lightly with a "tsk",
"You are not in charge of His Majesty's guards. You are only the guard of the concubines. Please be careful with your words and status."
Before the other party was about to retort, Tu Xing continued in one breath: "However, you can complain to His Majesty."
"Let's go? Aren't we supposed to go find His Majesty anyway?"
Xilin closed her mouth. Seeing this direction, she looked at the guards behind her hesitantly.
Mohammed frowned, made eye contact, and shook his head very slightly.
Xilin straightened her head and held it high. "Then let's go. I want to see how long you can maintain this attitude."
The white-skinned young man raised his arm, making a gesture of "you go first".
Unexpectedly, the woman walked in the direction she was coming from. Tu Xing looked in the direction she was coming from and saw a man and a woman walking towards the path.
As for me, the location I specially found for convenience is actually off the main road.
Tu Xing followed, keeping a distance between them and looking ahead.
There were no Sultan's guards in the crowd, only the concubines and her own guard.
Soon, the leader pushed open the door. Tu Xing looked around the place. Could this be a side door?
He couldn't help but recall the structure of the bedroom, which he had no impression of.
When he followed the person in, he blinked and found that it was connected to a small compartment, and right in front of him were Jamila and another maid.
When Jamila saw Tu Xing's face, her eyes widened suddenly and she lowered her head to avoid being seen.
All the people in front entered the bedroom. Finally, Xilin stopped and said to Jamila and the others in a low voice:
"Keep an eye on that pretty boy behind you. If necessary, you should know what to do, right?"
Jamila looked back strangely, her eyes rolling, then she looked up at Shilin and said, "I understand."
After getting the answer, Xilin walked forward with satisfaction, and turned around after entering the inner room.
The woman stared at the young man with a haughty expression: "Stay here. You can only come in when you are summoned. Otherwise, you will be disobeying orders."
Tu Xing looked at her with dead eyes. At this moment, he even wanted to laugh, but he suppressed it with great effort. "Yes."
He stepped back, and Shireen left satisfied, leaving the door half open.
Tu Xing walked towards Jamila, "I came back with His Majesty, and the personal guards' cards have been changed."
While speaking, move your hips forward a little to make the words on the waist badge clearer.
Jamila nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, "I heard about it. I met Ye Qide when I got my food today and learned some things."
During the conversation, several guards walked out from the half-open door and walked straight out.
The last one was Muhammad. He closed the inner door and said to Jamila and the two maids, "Call me if you need me. I'll be waiting outside."
Jamila: "Okay."
The man turned his head and glanced at the young man, his expression mixed with hostility and obscurity. Tu Xing did not meet his gaze, but just lowered his eyes.
After two or three seconds, the man strode away and closed the outer door.
The room became quiet.
Jamila said curiously, "You really have reunited with His Majesty."
Tu Xing nodded and said "hmm", looking inside, "Your Majesty is asleep?"
Woman: "Yes, according to the usual procedure, of course he is asleep now."
"Under the effect of the sleeping incense, you generally don't need a second one. You can rest well tonight."
The words were very natural, and it seemed that Xilin was unaware of Tu Xing's hostility.
Judging from the previous negotiations, Tu Xing probably thought it was just a superficial appearance.
Women take many things for granted and are quite good at soothing people and lowering their guard.
When the time comes to do something, you will most likely do it without hesitation.
At that moment, Tu Xing asked, "Shall I sleep here tonight?"
Jamila said without hesitation, "Of course, if His Majesty goes crazy...right, if you are the only one who can handle it, it can save a lot of trouble and save everyone's effort."
"You are the only personal guard, and this position was created specifically for this purpose."
"Although it's selfish, it's also good for you, and it will consolidate your position."
"We are all family. Come on, let's share a quilt and a blanket. Even if it's just a makeshift one, it will be comfortable."
After hearing this, Tu Xing suddenly understood why the woman agreed to Xilin and the other man so quickly. It turned out that there was an overlap here.
The young man glanced at the corner of the cabinet the woman pointed to, thought for a moment, and finally nodded. "Okay, I'll sleep there, but there's one thing..."
Jia Mi La's face tightened, and she continued tactfully, "You go ahead."
Tu Xing glanced at her: "Since you are one of us, remember to wake me up when you need me to do something."
"You're just messing with me. According to your Majesty's bloodline, he's immortal and indestructible. He'll find the person after he recovers."
Hearing this, Jamila's expression relaxed, and she said, "I don't take it seriously. Of course, I will. Don't worry."
The woman stood up and tidied the corner of the cabinet, which had become a hollow. She patted this:
"Here, go to sleep. Sarah and I are next door."
Tu Xing was silent. This gesture was a bit like calling a puppy. He discarded the thought and replied, "Thank you."
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