The Secret Guard Coveted the Lord's Outer Chamber

As the lowest swordsman in the Shura Palace, Yanqi lived like a shadow without joy or sorrow. Until that day, the cruel and cold-blooded lord brought back a sickly androgynous beauty. With a startling glance, Yan Qi's first half of his life was like a dead tree. Risking the death penalty of being cut to pieces by a thousand knives, he entered the beauty's wing at night. I thought he would die under the peonies, but who would have thought that the frail and helpless bird in the rumors would hook his leather belt and sigh with a smile with red eyes: "You are so pure." Yanqi was willing to be the knife in the beauty's hand, and even to protect him, she was willing to lie on the couch of the violent Lord and endure the torture for him. It wasn't until later that the incident happened. Yan Qihu stood in front of the beauty and apologized to the Lord with a bloodless face: "This subordinate is treasonous and immoral. I will not hesitate to be punished without hesitation. It has nothing to do with Mr. Ruochen!" The top secret guards around them looked strange. I saw the frail beauty behind him slowly wiping away the blood on her fingertips, her voice was a deep and coercive voice that Yan Qi would never forget until she died: "I didn't know that my secret guard would have the guts to sleep on my head?" Yanqi:...? The column contains many short stories with ancient backgrounds. You are welcome to read them. They will be updated in the near future. Bookmark the author to read new articles as soon as possible~ Purpose: Protect pure love