Chapter 441: First-Class Sword Guard

Because there were guests, Nan Xi gave up the decision to stay for lunch. Taking advantage of the snowflakes, she decided to go back to the palace with Rong Yu.

Some of the ladies who came to the Princess's Mansion to pay New Year's greetings actually came for the Queen. They knew that Her Majesty the Queen and the Regent were in the Princess's Mansion before they came. However, from entering the mansion to sitting down to drink tea, they did not even see the Queen. Nan Xi had no intention of meeting them, so they naturally could not see them.

Quickly walked out of the warm pavilion, Yin Yue came over with an umbrella, and covered Nan Xi, who was wearing a cloak, tightly. However, this was obviously not enough. Rong Yu used the old method. After Qing Yang tied the cloak on his shoulders, he directly picked up Nan Xi and lifted the thick cloak to wrap Nan Xi tightly.

Qing Yang was tall, took the umbrella from Yin Yue's hand and held it over his master's head, and followed behind.

Nan Xi was held by Rong Yu. After a while, she poked her head out of his arms and ordered, "Yinshuang, go and tell my mother. I won't go there."

"Yes." Yinshuang turned and left.

Yin Yue and Qingyang followed Rong Yu on the left and the back. When Yinshuang walked away, Qingyang smiled and said, "Yinshuang is now a full-time errand runner."

Yin Yue's eyes turned slightly and looked at him without any expression: "What about you?"

"Me?" Qingyang was puzzled, "What's wrong with me?"

"You are just a full-time gatekeeper." Yin Yue said, "The gatekeeper is worse than Yinshuang."

Qingyang was speechless.

He was obviously the master's personal shadow guard and attendant. He used to serve the master personally, whether it was the study or the bedroom, there was no problem in following him in and out.

But since the master married Nan Xi, he could not enter and leave the bedroom at will - after all, he had to pay attention to the difference between men and women. If he was negligent in etiquette and accidentally offended the female master, the prince would probably chop off his head directly.

Now in Dongling, the rules are stricter. The former princess has become the empress above all others, and she must be more careful about etiquette and must not make any mistakes.

But his master still stayed in the palace of the emperor and insisted on living together.

So his status as a close shadow guard and attendant plummeted, and now he is not as prominent as Yin Yue and Yin Shuang in front of the master.

Originally, he didn't feel wronged, but when Yin Yue said this, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable: "Who is as lucky as you, and has become a favorite in front of the emperor? I have a hard life, and I am only suitable to stand at the door on duty."

Yin Yue glanced at him quietly: "Are you still wronged?"

Qingyang snorted coldly, not wanting to pay attention to her.

"Don't be wronged." Yin Yue pinched his face casually, "Sister will protect you in the future."

Qingyang held an umbrella in his hand, so he didn't dare to stop her with a big move, and sneered coldly: "Who is the sister?"

Don't you know who is older and who is younger?

"I." Yin Yue didn't blush, "I'm a big shot in front of the master. It's good that I didn't ask you to call me aunt."

Nan Xi snuggled in Rong Yu's arms and listened to the two bickering, with a slight curl of her lips. It felt like she hadn't heard these two people so lively and funny for a long time. However, Qingyang's current status and position are indeed not as good as before. It was her negligence.

She thought about it and smiled: "Rong Yu, Qingyang is a martial arts expert and loyal. After returning, he will be appointed as the first-class sword-bearing guard in front of the emperor. What do you think?"

Qingyang was stunned. The first-class sword-bearing guard in front of the emperor?

So impressive?

Rong Yu looked down at her: "Your Majesty's promotion is his blessing."

Qing Yang heard this and quickly said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then he thought about it and felt something was wrong. He explained in a tangled way: "In fact, I don't want to be promoted, Your Majesty..."

"You don't want to be a first-class sword-bearing guard?"

Qing Yang's voice was stuck, "I do."

"That's it, what are you worried about?" Nan Xi laughed, "Are you afraid that I will misunderstand, or that your master will misunderstand?"

Qing Yang knew the situation very well: "Your Majesty is also Qing Yang's master now."

Rong Yu carried Nan Xi into the wide sedan chair. He didn't have any special reaction to Qing Yang's flattery in front of him. As long as he could make Nan Xi happy, he would never stop it.

He took the sedan chair back to the palace. When Yin Shuang reported the news to the princess, the ladies who accompanied the princess for tea knew that Her Majesty and the Regent were going back to the palace, and they all came out to see them off. Her Majesty's sedan chair had already gone far away.

The snow was not heavy, but there was wind, and the wind was mixed with the unique chill of winter.

Rong Yu protected Nan Xi very well, and the cold did not invade her skin at all. It was not until the sedan arrived outside the palace that he personally picked up Nan Xi and walked quickly into the inner hall of the palace. The warm air hit his face, and he reached out to take off Nan Xi's cloak.

Nan Xi was used to his attitude of caring for her like a porcelain doll, and she cooperated quietly throughout the whole process. She sat down beside the brocade couch, and she felt like she had regained her freedom.

"Everyone get up." She looked at the palace servants kneeling on the ground in the hall and said in a light tone, "There is no need for too many formalities on weekdays, just do what you should do."

The palace servants thanked him and stood up, those who should make tea made tea, and those who should stand stood.

Soon someone served hot tea and hand warmers.

Qingling came over and knelt down respectfully to take Nanxi's pulse. In fact, there was nothing wrong with Nanxi's body, but the pregnant queen had just returned from outside the palace, so according to the rules, she should have her pulse checked. It was about the dragon fetus, so she had to make sure everything was safe.

Nanxi cooperated and stretched out her wrist. After Qingling carefully checked her pulse, she felt relieved and bowed and left.

Nan Xi sat in front of the window holding a cup of hot tea, reminding Rong Yu: "Don't forget to promote Qingyang to a first-class guard... By the way, Qingyang is not young this year, right? Do you have any plans to get married?"

Qingyang, who was standing outside the palace, was originally moved by the Queen's support for him, but he didn't expect that the topic would turn to marriage?

Qingyang touched his nose and looked at the distant sky seriously.

According to the rules, secret guards are actually not allowed to get married, and he didn't plan to get married. How good is it to be alone? No burden and no worries. Now he is still young and can fight and carry. When he is old and weak and can't be a guard, he will find a deep mountain forest to live in seclusion, grow vegetables on a three-acre plot, and be self-sufficient.

This life will pass like this.

If you marry a delicate wife, you have to take the trouble to take care of her and please her. If you have children in the future, you have to split your attention to take care of them. What if you neglect your duties on the master's side because of something wrong with your wife and children, and the master blames you?

Anyway, getting married is a very troublesome thing.

"I think Yinyue is good." Nan Xi's eyes fell on Yinyue's face, "She grew up with Qingyang, learned skills together, and knows everything about him. Especially, her temperament is similar..."

What?

Qingyang was confused, him and Yinyue?