Those Years When I Worked as a Secret Guard for Fourth Master

Jiang Xiaoyu is pregnant, her father works as a handyman in Nansan Institute, and her mother cuts vegetables in Nansan Institute. She has been feeding chickens in the backyard of Nansan Institute since she was born. Feeding chickens is a very safe job, but an accident happened Her chicken frightened the prince's dog. The dog bit the chicken and the chicken died. Before she could cry, a treason letter was found under her belly. Xiaoyu, who was not expelled, was brought to Yinzhen Fourth Master: What will you do? She pointed to the dead chicken. It was shiny and delicious. Fourth Master: ... You have a chance to redeem your merits and avoid death. She thought for a moment and took the guard's knife with her bare hands. "I know how to box and kick, very powerful. How about I be your guard?" The young and suspicious fourth master thought for three days and released the little fish that was almost half dead in the woodshed. "Be my bodyguard, my personal bodyguard" - She accompanied him from the palace to outside the palace, from Beijing to Mobei, and helped him avoid assassination attempts and resist punishment. He supported her in business, hired a teacher for her, and gave her a new identity after she quit her citizenship. He watched as her wings grew, just like when she accompanied him and gradually established a foothold in the court. But one day, she actually said she wanted to leave. "I want to live my own life, you promised me" On the day she left Beijing, she wiped away her tears and was about to leave, reluctant to part with the chickens raised in the backyard. But when she turned around, she saw the fourth master arriving after a long journey. "You can't leave, otherwise we'll have fried chicken in the house tomorrow." Xiaoyu:...... "Or, wherever you go, I will accompany you." * Childhood sweethearts, the male and female protagonists interact a lot, but they are definitely not in love before leaving the palace (adulthood) I am bleeding through my self-cut legs. Please pat the blood of the slow-heated dog. I bow to you =3= Purpose: Fourth Master's Views on Love and the Road to Modern Education