I Really Like That Guy!

When A Luo returned to his residence, he saw that the palace maids and servants all had worried expressions, as if it was not her but them who were going to marry.

But on second thought, these people probably seemed as if they really needed to be dowry with her, and Arlo also generously ignored their grief.

She has a bad temper now, and she wants to get angry when something goes wrong. In order to reduce her anger, she simply calls the servants who are serving and goes to enjoy the coolness in the imperial garden.

As for the one month ban?

Since she promised to kiss, Feng Haotian immediately released her from the ban.

In the pavilion covered with wisteria flowers, Aloma lay beautifully on the imperial concubine's couch, which was covered with a cool mat, and asked the maid to fan the wind while a maid peeled and fed her grapes. She pinched her feet, and the life of the royal princess was truly overdone.

Eleven and Seventeen came at this time, and Arlo only heard a male voice in his ear: "Princess, the dark guard sent by the seventh princess has arrived."

Arlo remembered that this was the voice of his own Dark Guard Zero Eight.

The martial arts in this world are very strange, not orthodox martial arts, but a bit like a combination of metaphysics and martial arts, such as this talking zero eight, she clearly heard him not far away from her, but she looked around, but No one could find him at all.

And what he said, when Eleven and Seventeen arrived, Arlo looked around, the weather was calm, and he didn't even see a single extra shadow.

Dark guards are called dark guards because they are able to hide in the shadows without being discovered.

A Luo can understand emotionally. After all, she is also Feng Qingluo to some extent. Of course, she can accept the world view here, but as the part of the reader's consciousness, A Luo is always curious about the existence of these dark guards.

"Since you're here, let's call out to meet you." She said casually.

When the words fell, two shadows kneeling on the ground inadvertently appeared in front of the imperial concubine's couch. Just like Zero Eighty-nine's dress, there was not a trace of variegated black.

The two dark guards, one tall and the other short, were both slender and their faces covered tightly.

A Luo glanced at them, grabbed a handed grape, and said lightly: "Introduce yourself, what is your name, and what are you good at."

The two were silent for a moment, and the short one said cautiously, "My subordinate is named Seventeen, and he is good at tracking, assassinating, and imitating."

After he finished speaking, a hoarse voice sounded in a low voice: "Eleven, good assassination, disguise."

A Luo's eyes turned around on the two of them. Seventeen should be still young and his voice was a little immature. When facing A Luo, his tone could not hide the subtle apprehension. Obviously, his psychological quality was not very good.

Relatively speaking, Eleven is much more calm, he is taciturn, his voice is cold and hoarse, low and magnetic, with a strong sense of distance.

The two guards lowered their heads, and after introducing themselves, they quietly waited for orders.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound of rubbing, followed by the sound of soft footsteps gradually approaching, and the footsteps were weak and weak. Only by the sound of footsteps, the two dark guards could tell who was walking. Who.

Only a girl who has been pampered since childhood has such a heavy and weak pace.

Out of the corner of his eyes, there was a corner of the skirt, which was as tender as the yellow flowers on the branches, covering the girl's pink vamp decorated with huge pearls.

"Well, raise your head for me." The girl's voice was like a crowing, delicate and crisp, and her tone was laziness with the dignity and arrogance that she was born with.

Seventeen subconsciously obeyed her instructions and looked up.

The first thing that catches the eye is a delicate face, the skin is as white as snow, and the facial features are exquisite like the creation of the heavenly craftsmanship. The expression on his face was also exaggerated.

Such a scorching and bright girl looks like she is about to be stabbed in the eyes.

Seventeen was almost stunned to the naked eye, staying in this ultimate beauty.

There are many beautiful women in this harem, but like Princess Anle, who is so beautiful and very personal, he has only seen her.

Rumors always say that Princess Anle is arrogant and unreasonable. When I saw her today, I realized that she was so beautiful...

"Look at me like that again, and I'll dig out your eyeballs." The beautiful girl said with a smile.

Seventeen agitated, a coldness rose from the tailbone instantly, and a cold sweat broke out from white hair.

How could he forget the badness of this princess, since she can say it, she can do it.

Seventeen withdrew his eyes with lingering fears, and didn't dare to look around again. When he finally calmed down, he found that Princess Anle's attention was all focused on Eleven.

The girl is like a naughty child. Seventeen sees her fascinated, and she is not happy.

Eleven has been calm and composed, without even looking at her, she is still unhappy.

She leaned down and brought her face close to the tall man, but he remained motionless, his eyes drooped slightly, and his thick eyelashes covered his dark and cold pupils.

"Why don't you look at me?" she asked in confusion.

"My subordinates dare not." The man said dumbly.

The girl frowned slightly, obviously suppressing her anger, and said as if she was competing with someone: "I allow you to look at me."

Eleven responded coldly, "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and met the girl's eyes.

His eyes are very dark, and the two eyeballs are like obsidian immersed in water, glowing with a cold and hard light.

A Luo could see that he was really just looking at her without any other thoughts. In other words, he was just carrying out her orders, without the slightest bit of personal emotion.

It stands to reason that this dark guard is very obedient, and she should be satisfied that she can not be tempted even in the face of her beauty.

But at this moment, Arlo felt unhappy for a while.

"You, take off your mask and let me see," she said.

Arlo has heard from Zero Nine and Eighteen a long time ago that dark guards cannot see people, they are shadows living in the dark, even if they die, they are not allowed to take off their masks and show their true faces in front of others.

Eleven's hoarse but unwavering voice sounded: "Please, the princess, to die."

A Luo was stunned for a moment: "What did I give you to die for?"

"When the subordinate is dead, the princess can take off the subordinate's mask."

A Luo: "???" She was stunned for a while before she understood the meaning of his words, and suddenly sneered, "Okay, a good death, let me tell you, there is another way to put your mask on Take it off for me."

Eleven was silent, his black eyes were still cold, and there was no fluctuation.

A Luo was in a hurry, she didn't say anything else, turned back to the imperial concubine's couch, and the maids gathered around, beating fans, end plates, and legs beating.

She ate the grapes slowly, and in the caring wait of the crowd, she said lazily: "From today onwards, take Eleven out of the dark guards, and in the future, she will be responsible for raising and raising horses for me."

Even the palace servants, who were used to the reckless behavior of Director An Le, showed a surprised expression at this moment, but Eleven, who was demoted from the dark guard to the groom, didn't blink any more.

After that day, Arlo was keen to go out on horseback, either shopping or playing, and in short, he was restless every day.

Feng Haotian still feels guilty towards her, and he is not restricted to her at all, and is even more indulgent than before. He heard that A Luo is going out of the palace to play every day, and he specially came to ask her if she is happy.

"Of course I'm happy for the royal father. I went to the martial arts stage to see it today. The selected warriors are indeed not as good as our royal guards."

The martial arts competition has been going on all the time, but I heard that this is to choose Heqin's bodyguard for Princess Anle, so there are only crooked melons and cracked dates left. Who would want to leave their homeland?

Hearing this, Feng Haotian felt even more guilty.

The daughter married far away, and the person who married was still a bad old man. Even if he comforted himself with "family and country" in his heart 10,000 times, it would not change the fact that he pushed his daughter into the fire pit.

Originally, I heard Qingyan say today that An Le abused the secret guards and hurt the royal family's face.

"When you leave, the royal father will send you some more secret guards to go with you." Feng Haotian said.

A Luo smiled unceremoniously: "Okay, Father."

The next day, Arlo took his groom out of the palace again. Although Eleven became a groom, the mask still remained on his face.

Nowadays, many people know that the person who led the horse beside Princess Anle was the legendary mysterious royal guard.

Most people have secret guards, which are hidden and used as trump cards. Only An Le regards good secret guards as grooms.

No one thought that she just wanted to force him to take off the mask. After all, the secret guard heard that it was taken from the Seventh Princess, and everyone thought that she was hitting the Seventh Princess Feng Qingyan in the face.

Recently, Feng Qingyan has repeatedly spoken and offered advice in front of the emperor, showing her extraordinary intelligence, and she has been in the limelight for a while.

Princess Anle and her relatives were also recommended by the seventh princess. With Princess Anle's arrogance and domineering, it is normal to take a little dark guard to operate.

Not only outsiders doubted this, but even Feng Qingyan thought so.

So that day, when A Luo went out of the palace and rode a horse on the street, he was accidentally attacked.

This is not the hands and feet of Feng Qingyan. Recently, Feng Qingyan has been focusing on the court and has not paid much attention to A Luo.

The attack was not too serious, but the horses ran wild in fright.

Fortunately, Eleven responded quickly. Every time A Luo went out, he was asked to take her horse and walk aside, and this time he immediately pulled the horse under control.

A Luo was startled and turned to look for it, only to see a few little beggars running into the crowd.

"Those beggars are related to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Just as he was still in shock, the man's low and hoarse words suddenly entered his ears, still in a hard and flat tone.

After flipping through the plot, Arlo has a general understanding.

Yiguo has an amazing young prime minister who is famous all over the world. He is the first admirer of the heroine in the book, and later the lord of her harem.

Continue to stay here, her enemy is definitely not only the heroine, but also her huge harem that includes all kinds of powerful men.

"Thank you, thank you."

The girl's lack of confidence was hidden in the voices of the people around her. She was less coddled in the past, showing a little awkwardness, and she couldn't hear it clearly, but the eyes of the man in black turned slightly.

When she looked over, the girl had already packed up her emotions. Although her face was pale, her expression was still that arrogant.

"Today, you have done a good job in saving the ride. You don't have to lead a horse to reward you, and you will keep me vigil in the future." She said coquettishly with an expression of thanks and gratitude on her face.