SGT CH148: Took Down the Shadow Guard Who Came to the Rescue

Shadow One looked up in a daze, the long sword in his hand falling to the ground with a clang.

Given that this was a semi-open attic, Mousse didn’t dare to go too far. After bullying Shadow One slightly, he helped him close his clothes and wanted to get up.

But he was entangled by Shadow One.

Shadow One lay on his back on the couch, his slightly misty eyes embracing him, desiring him, as if he could tolerate anything Mousse did to him.

Mousse’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, but he still restrained himself and said:

“This is on the attic. We will be heard.”

Although the second floor of the attic was semi-open, due to the height and the obstruction of the railing, the scene on the second floor couldn’t actually be seen from below.

But sound had no obstruction.

In such an open environment, any noise would travel far with the wind.

“I can hold back. I absolutely won’t make any sound.”

Shadow One affirmed in a low voice.

Mousse knew very well how much Shadow One could endure.

During the year he deliberately tormented Shadow One, even when pushed to his physical limit and mental collapse, Shadow One wouldn’t make any sound.

But he brought Shadow One out of the palace for treatment, not to let Shadow One experience the humiliation from back then in a different environment.

“Shadow One, you don’t have to be like this. You never need to wrong yourself and endure.”

Mousse leaned over to help him arrange his clothes and said gently:

“Before, it was Zhen who didn’t explain clearly to you. It’s not that Zhen doesn’t like your voice. On the contrary, Zhen likes your voice very much. Zhen just… didn’t want you to bark like a dog. That would be too humiliating for you.”

Shadow One didn’t think barking like a dog was humiliating. He longed to be the Master’s dog.

Even if it was humiliation, it didn’t matter.

He was very willing to be humiliated by the Master.

But the Master didn’t want such a thing to happen.

He naturally listened to the Master.

Shadow One nodded slightly and said seriously: “I understand. I will cry out, cry out for you to hear.”

Mousse: “…”

Always feel that what you understood is not the same thing as what Zhen wanted to express.

How did it go from one extreme to another?

Seeing the hesitation in His Majesty’s expression, Shadow One remembered they were outdoors now, and the Master didn’t want to be discovered.

So, he added:

“I will cry out in a low voice, only for you alone to hear.”

Hearing Shadow One’s words, Mousse’s breathing hitched slightly.

Since he had said this much, refusing again seemed inappropriate.

“Are you sure?”

Mousse leaned over, propping himself on his chest, asking in a low voice, even his voice becoming sticky.

“Really only for me alone to hear? Brother.”

Hearing the last address, Shadow One’s body jerked violently. His eyes darted around, wanting to dodge, but he was forcefully pinned down.

“It’s too late now, Brother. Once said, you can’t go back on your word.”

Mousse favored Shadow One again and again on the low couch in the attic.

And to prove he wasn’t the kind of person the light screen described as “stubborn even after feeling super good,” he kept praising him in Shadow One’s ear.

“Brother is so amazing.”

“So good at taking it.”

“The voice is also very nice, even the muffled groans are so crisp.”

“The chest muscles are so big. Did you train them specially for me? For me to eat? Brother is so good.”

“Eh? Don’t hold back. We agreed you would cry out for me to hear.”

When the clouds and rain cleared, it was already evening.

The sky was paved with magnificent rosy clouds.

Mousse was completely satisfied.

Lying down for a good while, he climbed off Shadow One, sat by the couch, and leaned over to pick up clothes from the floor.

This was the downside of being outside the palace; it wasn’t convenient to ask someone to send new clothes.

Fortunately, he had taken off the clothes patiently one by one, without tearing or ripping them messily; otherwise, it would have been awkward.

Picking up a black outer robe and shaking off non-existent dust, Mousse held the clothes and turned back to look at Shadow One.

His gaze swept across Shadow One’s front, which was covered in marks. Mousse felt slightly guilty and hurriedly covered him with the clothes, concealing all the marks.

He didn’t want this either.

It was mainly because when Shadow One was tormented hard and lost his reason, he would call him “Master” in a low voice.

That voice was panicked and helpless, yet revealed deep dependence, particularly heartbreaking.

At the same time, it made one want to bully him even harder, to make him reveal more fragility, to see where his bottom line lay.

The result of the probing was that Shadow One had no bottom line with him.

No matter how hard he was tormented, he would unconditionally tolerate him.

Such a Shadow One reminded Mousse of the exclusive shadow guard who took care of him and protected him in his childhood, holding nothing back from him.

How good Shadow One was to him back then; his heart and eyes held only him.

Afraid he wouldn’t eat enough, afraid he wouldn’t sleep well, arranging everything for him personally.

How good it would have been if it could have continued like that forever.

Why was the Master Shadow One fancied not him?

If he could have grown up earlier and surpassed the Second Prince sooner, would Shadow One only care about him?

While getting dressed, Mousse calmly thought about digging up the Second Prince’s coffin to whip the corpse and tear it to pieces.

Shadow One took a long time to recover from the overly pleasurable afterglow.

His unfocused gaze slowly focused.

Seeing His Majesty dressing himself, he hurriedly rolled over and sat up.

Ignoring his own disheveled state, he took the belt from His Majesty’s hand to put it on for him.

Mousse looked down at Shadow One squatting in front of him, tying his belt, and suddenly felt a bit sour in his heart.

“Shadow One, will you only be my shadow guard, okay?”

Shadow One’s movements paused slightly, his lowered eyelashes trembling.

“Your Majesty, I have been stripped of my shadow guard status. I am no longer a shadow guard.”

Mousse couldn’t speak. It was he who stripped Shadow One of his shadow guard status.

At that time, Shadow One resigned to him. He was furious and threatened, “If you refuse to be Zhen’s shadow guard, then be Zhen’s dog.”

Shadow One chose the latter.

Would rather be a dog than his shadow guard.

“If Your Majesty wants me by your side, let me continue to be your dog,” Shadow One looked up and said.

Here it comes again.

Mousse closed his eyes helplessly.

He naturally couldn’t agree to such a request.

Couldn’t let Shadow One repeat the same mistakes.

“Refusing to be my shadow guard, could it be you want to be my brother?”

Mousse said deliberately.

“No…”

Shadow One opened his mouth in astonishment, explaining in panic:

“Of course not. I, I absolutely dare not presume to be your elder brother, absolutely dare not have such rebellious thoughts.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

Mousse raised an eyebrow, pretending not to believe.

“But when I called you Brother, you felt super good.”

Hearing this, Shadow One was overwhelmed with shame and didn’t know how to explain.

After a long while, he only mumbled: “I absolutely dare not, absolutely dare not act like this…”

When he first came to His Majesty’s side, His Majesty was only five years old.

He himself was only fifteen.

His talent was excellent. At fifteen, he achieved great success in martial arts, suppressing a crowd of shadow guards and winning the first place.

Only then could he come to the First Prince’s side and become the First Prince’s exclusive shadow guard.

Looking at age, His Majesty could indeed be his younger brother.

Perhaps in behavior, he had also taken care of His Majesty like a younger brother.

But he knew very clearly that His Majesty was his Master.

Absolutely dared not have any presumptuous thoughts.

Mousse looked at the marks on Shadow One’s body and didn’t want to make things too difficult for him in this situation.

After all, they were so intimate and entwined just a moment ago.

Mousse picked up the clothes and jade ring accessories that had fallen to the ground, and simultaneously pulled Shadow One up to dress him.

“Your Majesty, I, I can do it myself.”

Shadow One dared not trouble the Emperor and hurriedly put on his clothes properly.

After dressing, he didn’t know what to do and stood there at a loss.

“Alright, I know you don’t want to be my shadow guard, nor do you want to be my brother.”

Mousse wanted to use a joking tone to pass this topic.

Helplessly, thinking that the Master Shadow One recognized in his heart was the Second Prince and he didn’t want to follow him, made him feel terrible, and his tone couldn’t relax at all.

“It’s not that I don’t want to…” Shadow One lowered his eyes and said.

Mousse looked at him in surprise.

If he didn’t misunderstand, Shadow One’s words meant…

“Not that you don’t want to, then what is the reason?”

Mousse tried hard to suppress the emotions in his heart, afraid of rejoicing for nothing.

“It’s that I cannot.”

Shadow One said in a low voice:

“Cannot be your shadow guard again.”

“Why cannot?”

Mousse pressed.

Mousse thought, if Shadow One dared to answer “Because the Master I truly recognize is the Second Prince, so I cannot be your shadow guard again,” he would immediately order someone to dig up the Second Prince, whip the corpse a hundred times first, and then expose the corpse in the wilderness.

Just this wouldn’t be enough to vent his anger.

He would also burn the Second Prince’s spirit tablet in front of Shadow One, making him completely cut off thoughts he shouldn’t have.

“A shadow guard must have no distractions, focus the mind on one place, and must not have any stray thoughts.”

Shadow One said, closing his eyes painfully.

“…I have developed stray thoughts I shouldn’t have.”

Just as Mousse was about to ask what exactly the stray thoughts were, the light screen warning sound suddenly rang in his ear.

【Beep Beep——】

【Warning, there are… in the southwest direction】

There are what? Before Mousse could hear clearly, he was pulled by Shadow One and retreated violently to the right.

Amidst the sound of metal nailing into wood, Mousse was stuffed behind a pillar by Shadow One.

Looking at the arrow nailed to the position he previously occupied, Mousse knew what was in the southwest direction.

The humming sound of swords arose; several black shadows leaped out from behind the wall, attacking the attic.

“Assassins!”

The guards waiting in the outer courtyard also noticed the commotion in the courtyard and went to protect one after another.

But they were too far away; the assassins reached the attic first.

Mousse wanted to pull Shadow One to escape but grabbed empty air.

He looked up in astonishment.

Shadow One had already met the assassins bare-handed.

Mousse watched with hitched breath and panic in his heart.

If it were the Shadow One from before, facing less than ten assassins, Mousse naturally wouldn’t worry.

Shadow One’s martial arts cultivation was unmatched in the world; there was nothing he couldn’t solve.

But, the current Shadow One… had his internal energy sealed.

“Shadow One!”

Mousse wanted to go out and help.

As soon as he moved, the light screen warning sound came again.

Mousse reacted and ducked his head violently.

Another arrow shot down.

Just as it was about to reach the pillar where Mousse was, it was deflected by a jade ring flying over.

The jade ring shattered into pieces upon impact and fell to the ground.

Mousse recognized it as the accessory tied to Shadow One’s waist earlier.

Mousse looked violently in Shadow One’s direction, only to see that he had somehow snatched an assassin’s sword, fighting one against nine, forcibly blocking all assassins at the attic stairs.

Under Mousse’s gaze, Shadow One’s moves became faster and faster, each move sharp and lethal.

Amidst the dancing sword light and splashing blood, Shadow One’s figure seemed to become ethereal and hard to track.

Only the constantly falling assassins signaled his location.

Mousse’s eyes gradually widened.

The Shadow One who met the assassins bare-handed earlier could still be said to rely solely on martial arts skills to fight the enemy.

But in this current scene, it wasn’t just martial arts skills anymore.

Shadow One’s internal energy recovered?

Didn’t he ask the Head of the Imperial Hospital to use acupuncture to seal Shadow One’s internal energy?

How did Shadow One recover his internal energy?

Mousse squatted behind the pillar with his head shrunk, doubting life.

Although he didn’t know how Shadow One did it, this was ultimately a good thing.

With recovered internal energy, let alone these few assassins, even ten more, Shadow One could easily handle them.

Mousse had witnessed Shadow One’s strength.

Back then, Shadow One, alone with one sword, tried to break into the Imperial Prison. All the guards in his palace attacked together and almost failed to stop him.

Mousse squatted behind the pillar in a daze with peace of mind, waiting for the dust to settle.

Suddenly, he remembered something and stood up abruptly.

Wait!

Shadow One’s internal energy recovered. If he wants to run, wants to leave, wants to commit suicide for the Second Prince, who can stop him?

The sounds outside gradually ceased.

Mousse looked down.

Among the nine assassins, eight had fallen and were executed, only one was pinned down by Shadow One—this was the survivor kept alive.

The guards who hurried over took over the assassin from Shadow One’s hand.

Shadow One got up and was about to leave.

Mousse hurriedly said: “Take him down!!!”

Hearing His Majesty’s order, the guards quickly looked around.

For a moment, they weren’t sure who His Majesty was referring to.

Shadow One also stopped his steps.

Looking up to meet His Majesty’s eyes staring closely at him, spewing flames of anger, his expression was dazed for a moment, and the hand holding the sword slowly loosened.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

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