All Chapters of Be Modest，My Master of Imperial Guards: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

"Bingbi? Lord Bingbi, please spare my life. I will never dare to do it again." Zhuo was so frightened that his face was pale as paper. He had never expected that he would get into trouble when he tried to help his friend.He was skinny and had no Kungfu or internal strength to protect himself. He wouldn’t survive the punishment of being beat 12 times by a stick, let alone 20 times!Zhuo was afraid and wronged. He was howling, struggling, and begging for mercy, "Your Highness, Your Highness, please save me. Lord Xi, please help me!"Jingle was anxious and angry. She rushed to the door and stretched out her arms to block their way, "Wait. I forced him to take off the official suit of the Imperial Ceremony Office. Do me a favor and let him go. I will reward you!"Leshuang's deep and cold eyes changed slightly, and he tilted his head to look at the girl with interest.Although this girl was mischievous, she was still right

In the Imperial Ceremony Office, Leshuang was reading documents under the brightly lit candle.A eunuch walked in at a fast pace and whispered something in Bingbi's ear.Leshuang changed his look when he heard what was whispered. His beautiful face, wearing light makeup, seemed to be covered with a piece of thin ice under the swaying candlelight, making people's flesh creep.He quietly put down the writing brush and suddenly walked out of the office....It was in the Ninth Prince’s Mansion in Jing City.Cowering on the red sandalwood-made rose chair, Commandery Princess Jingle drowsily held her face with her hand.During the noon break, she put on Xi's official suit and hat, pretending to be a eunuch to sneak out of the Palace for her Ninth Uncle, Huanan He.When she reached the mansion, she found out that the Ninth Prince was not there.The mansion manager had tight

At Yonglu Temple, it rained heavily.Gu Yunxi leaned against the bed and kept sneezing.Zhiqi walked into the room with a pot of hot water in her hand. Seeing that Yunxi was sneezing, she hurriedly put the copper pot down and ran to close the window.She said, "It's raining. It's cold in the mountains. Be careful not to catch a cold."Gu Yunxi wore a smile.She replied, "I feel fine now. It's said that if someone's missing you, you'll sneeze. Maybe someone's missing me.""It must be the Ninth Prince who is missing you," said Zhiqi.Zhiqi narrowed her eyes with a smile, pouring some water into the basin from the pot and then wetting the towel. She went to the bed to clean Gu Yunxi's hands and face gently. She was busy all the time.Zhiqi said, "It's good for His Highness to go back earlier. It's raining now, and I hope he doesn't get wet."Gu Yunxi tilted her he

Along the way, Huanan He rushed against the wind as his horsewhip was lashed and cracked. He even wanted to have wings and immediately flew to Gu Yunxi.When he reached Yonglu Temple, the rain was still heavily pouring and never dwindled.The man rode a horse and rushed to the long and winding path paved with black bricks. After going through the Sanxiang Stone Gate and running along the mountain for a while, he eventually arrived at Yonglu Temple."Open the door. Open the door!"In front of the scarlet wooden door, Huanan He violently struck it with clenched fists.In the heavy rain, he was cold with blood freezing. The man was drenched and seemed to be just going out of the water.No one responded to him long. There only existed the sound of ceaselessly rushing streams in his ears.It was dark and dim now as the rain fell on the reef and splashed. Then the surrounding vapor spread and floate

The morning light glimmered through the window crevices into the meditation room, drawing the outline of a man and a woman at the head of a bed.Last night, Huanan He fought against hundreds of monks, and he was almost exhausted.After that, he fainted and was carried into the meditation room where Gu Yunxi rested. Replaced with clean clothing, he was taken care of by Gu Yunxi until now.She never closed her eyes all night, always lying on the side of the bed quietly and staring at her darling. She watched his long eyelashes fluttering in the gentle light and listened to his even and steady breathing.Two years passed quickly like a white pony's shadow across a crevice.In addition to the grey hair, his appearance did not change much as if time had been grateful for the hardships he had gone through along the way and had been exceptionally kind to him.He was still cold and handsome in the memory.