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"Shadow Follower!" The familiar breath returned to his side again, and Lan Ziyu murmured, calling out Shadow Follower who had just disappeared.

"My lord!" The figure flickered, and Yingsui knelt down on his knees.

Normally, Lan Ziyu had already asked him to get up, but today he fell into an abnormal silence. Yingsui felt a little helpless and uneasy in his heart. When he returned to the church, the rules were strict. The words of the master's repeated teachings are still in my ears, and the master's silent attitude at this moment just means that the years that allowed him to be presumptuous have passed.

Lan Ziyu was thoughtful, and Shadow Follower was secretly sad, standing and kneeling, silent, under the moonlight, it was unique.

"Yingsui, why are you kneeling!" After turning around, Lan Ziyu was startled. The goal was Yingsui's standard kneeling posture with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes. behind him?

"My lord, isn't that the subordinate you called?" Lan Ziyu said inexplicably, Ying Sui looked slightly stunned, and the anxiety in his heart eased a little. Could it be that the lord just lost his mind.

"My seat..." Lan Ziyu murmured, yes, he must have called Shadow Follower just now, but he didn't know it.

"Get up, I said you don't need to be polite when there is no one around!" Lan Ziyu waved his hand and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

"My lord, this subordinate has returned to the dark hall to report on his duties!" Standing with a bow, adhering to the usual concise and concise words, the shadow followed in a low voice.

"Debriefing?" Lan Ziyu asked in confusion. He went out, followed by his shadow, and he needed to report to the dark hall when he came back.

"Returning to the lord, the dark guards must go back to the dark hall to report on their duties when they go out. Even the lord's personal dark guards are no exception. All the words and deeds of the dark guards outside must be reported. Whether it is appropriate or not is up to the dark hall." Record it, and the hall master will decide whether to punish him or not." Lan Ziyu voiced his doubts, and Ying Follower immediately explained to him.

Lan Ziyu nodded, expressing that he understood that the secret guard had his own set of rules, and he didn't intend to ask about it, and because he was so upset at the moment, he didn't want to ask in detail.

"These days are going so fast, you are also tired, go back and rest!" Lan Ziyu waved his hand, looking at Yingsui with an extremely complex feeling in his eyes, asking him to be quiet, think carefully, and take a good rest Reason it out.

"Yes!" Ying Follower responded, he didn't say anything about the so-called responsibility, because he still had to take responsibility, the Lord treated him as usual, but he couldn't lose his sense of proportion.

Yingsui left, leaving Lan Ziyu alone to continue to meditate, but he didn't know what Yingsui was thinking, let alone a small negligence of his, which made him regret it too late.

As the night faded, the sky gradually turned pale. Lan Ziyu just stood there quietly all night until the figure of the maid in green hovered in front of the door.

"Green clothes, come in!" Lan Ziyu called out, and after thinking about it all night, he also figured out a lot of things. He didn't know if he loved Ying Sui as much as his uncle loved Leng Qian, but he was sure. The most important thing is that besides the guilt from the previous life, he has a lot of love for Shadow Follower, he likes to pet him, like to tease him, watching him smile, he will also smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Master, why did you stand in front of the window and blow the wind? You must have stood there all night!" Lvyi said in shock as soon as she came in, she didn't see Lan Ziyu on the bed, but she found it in front of the window.

"Well! I feel sleepy, let's go to sleep first!" Lan Ziyu yawned, went to bed to catch up on sleep, and drowsiness came after he figured it out.

"The servant girl will come to serve the leader later!" Lvyi opened her mouth, swallowed the words full of concern, and retreated helplessly.

This sleep was just after the sunset and Xishan people made an appointment at dusk. When Lan Ziyu lazily got up, after the green clothes washed and changed her clothes, he served dinner directly. Not too much.

This sleep was really heavy. Lan Ziyu stretched his waist, picked up the chopsticks, and quickly picked up the dishes. He hadn't eaten the dishes in the teaching for a long time, and he really missed them. Besides, they were all his favorite dishes. How could the food not make his index finger twitch.

It's just the slightly heavy breathing in the air and the hidden smell of blood, which ruined his appetite for no reason.

"Shadow Follower!" Lan Ziyu frowned and looked at the person who appeared in front of him in an instant, seemingly normal, but his eyes were as sharp as his, and he could still see the trembling when he fell to the ground, "You are hurt!"

"Yes..." Ying Sui replied hesitantly, crying secretly in his heart, he thought he could hold on, but he didn't expect that the wound was accidentally opened and a trace of bloody smell leaked out, and the Lord carefully discovered it .

"What's going on?" Lan Ziyu slammed his chopsticks on the table, frowning tightly, and his tone was very calm.

"My lord, please calm down. Your words and deeds are very inappropriate, and you should be severely punished!" Knowing Lan Ziyu's character well, Shadow Follower did not dare to add fuel to the flames. Under the cold eyes of his master, his voice became more and more serious. Low, in the end, I really lost all confidence. It was obviously a matter of course, why did he have a feeling that he did something wrong.

It's not appropriate to fuck, who else has the guts to punish him? Lan Ziyu stood up suddenly, with a sullen face, and walked towards the back room without saying a word, feeling furious in his heart. He was rushing upwards, but even he didn't know that before he knew it, he had already regarded Ying Follower as his person.

Ying Sui staggered as he was pulled, but he didn't dare to make a sound, until he was pressed on the bed by Lan Ziyu, and until his Patriarch came up to take off his clothes without saying a word, he said in a panic: "Master!"

He was not panicking about the Lord's violent behavior, but he was afraid that his wounds would be seen by the Lord, which would only poke the Lord's eyes.

"Don't move!" Lan Ziyu yelled angrily, and Ying Sui, who felt his anger, didn't dare to move.

Impatiently tearing up the clothes, the neat bloodstains of different sizes on the back instantly caught his eyes, Lan Ziyu was angry and hurt, and said through gritted teeth: "Shadow follower, you are really capable, no Your lord's order, I let you go to rest, but you went to receive the punishment, don't you take me too seriously, and what I say is so unworthy of your attention."

What Lan Ziyu yelled out in anger was heard by Yingsui, it was really heavy, Yingsui stood up at a loss and wanted to explain, but he didn't dare, the Lord is the sky to him, he doesn't need to take anyone into his heart But the only one who will not betray the Lord, but he has no way to refute, this time it is true that he violated the Lord's will, the Lord pitied him and let him go back to rest, but he sneaked back to the dark hall to be punished behind his back .

It was an exaggeration to say that it was behind the back, and there was no need to report to the lord that the secret guard was punished, but what he thought was logical, in the eyes of the lord, it was treason.

"My lord, this subordinate is wrong!" Ying Sui lowered his head, and all the explanations turned into an apology in the end. He didn't want the lord to misunderstand, but he didn't know how to explain it. After all, every word of the lord's words made sense , besides, the dark guard never had the right to explain, if he was wrong, he was wrong.

During Yingsui's unconscious movements, the knotted layers on his back split open, and a little blood seeped out. Lan Ziyu's heart was burning with anger. No matter how angry he was, his subordinates His movements were still subconsciously relaxed.