"Throwing knives?"

Takemoto leaned against the window, playing with a silver throwing knife about two fingers wide in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief.

It had been five days since Xin Zi and the others left Qubu City, and Takemoto still felt incredible when Li Yuan's performance that night was echoed.

She always knew that Li Yuan was reluctant to show his ability to keep the housekeeper, so every time she encountered an enemy situation, she saw that he either calmly picked up the dead branches on the side of the road or rushed up empty-handed to seize the enemy's weapons, which would provoke Takemoto's inexplicable anger to rush to his head.

In the end, Takemoto himself couldn't tell whether this nameless fire was because he refused to do his best to protect Xin Zi, or because he refused to be honest with himself.

But that night, in the face of Yi Lei's relentless pursuit, when he was at the last moment, he finally showed his hole cards.

However, the weapon of the flying knife, in Takemoto's view, although it is reasonable, is also unexpected.

From the time Xin Zi's jade whistle summoned the two of them, she understood that Li Yuan and she were also arranged in the Tang Mansion, and they were also in the role of slaves, and the most difficult point for such an identity to protect her identity as a secret pile before getting the signal of Lord Zuo was the concealment of the weapons in her hands.

So she used a soft sword, while Li Yuan used a small and delicate weapon like a flying knife that was easy to hide.

However, the surprise is that, as a hidden stake, they have been trained to a stricter standard than the dead since childhood, and the most important point of the set of rules they have heard and seen is absolute sincerity - when the person who needs to be protected encounters danger, they can not hesitate to rush to the front to block all kinds of open and hidden guns for them.

This premise also determines that most of the time what they need to do is to hold their ground and not retreat when they encounter the enemy, that is, although they are hidden stakes, their actions are in the light.

And the throwing knife, the dark weapon.

Such a hidden weapon should not have been the main training weapon of the hidden pile.

Imagine if Xin Zi encounters a tricky enemy, Takemoto can make the sword man rush forward at the first time to kill a bloody path for her, and Li Yuan, who uses a flying knife, wants to maximize his use but has to hide behind Xin Zi and watch the enemy's combat methods, find the opponent's weakness, and then injure him with a hidden weapon.

This kind of combat method is understandable if the princes, nobles or children of rich families take the dead soldiers who hide in the shadows around them every day in order to protect their own safety, but it is very far-fetched when placed on Li Yuan.

But then again, Li Yuan was originally very unauthentic......

Putting aside his identity as a secret stake and his mission to protect Xin Zi, the flying knife is a surprisingly good match for him.

It's no wonder that he never rushes to the front every time he encounters something, and even escapes faster than Xin Zi after he gives the signal to retreat......

Li Yuan, who was sitting at the table with a teacup but always staring at the direction of Takemoto, finally couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything wrong with the flying knife?" ”

Takemoto glanced at him, shrugged his shoulders and said "nothing", and threw the printed knife in his hand.

Seeing this, Li Yuan got up in a panic and carefully caught it with both hands, and said angrily to Takemoto: "Be careful, my flying knife is specially made, since I broke off the line with Lord Zuo, there have been no supplies for me, and now there are a few, and there will be one less when I run out of one." After that, it seemed that in order to show his sincerity, he didn't forget to lift the cuffs and carefully wipe them on the knife.

Takemoto looked at his coquettish appearance, and for the first time he didn't scoff, but a trace of sympathy and loneliness flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that he, like himself, had been disconnected from Lord Zuo for a long time.

As a secret stake, when he can't get further instructions from Lord Zuo, he must do his best to keep his identity, hide his details, and not slack off for a moment.

This standard seemed to Takemoto at the time, because she was a person who could throw her life away at any time.

But after Zuo Qiyang left Tokyo City and switched to the Xiyu Imperial Family, there was no further news released.

As a secret pile, he must not reveal a single cent of his inner thoughts, let alone take the initiative to inquire about Lord Zuo's situation, so he can only wait silently, waiting for further instructions.

In those years, as a slave and maid in the Tang Mansion, Takemoto felt as if her soul was trapped in endless darkness, and she had no companions—or she didn't know if there were companions around her—and she didn't even know if she could wait for further instructions from Lord Zuo in her lifetime, and whether she would be able to return to her original self. As she went on like this, day after day, year after year, she was even a little worried that one day she would get used to the role of a first-class maid beside Mrs. Tang of the Tang Mansion and forget her original self......

Seeing Li Yuan like this at this moment, although he was not sure if he had ever been as confused as himself, he knew that he had also experienced his own pain, and he had a lot of good feelings for the young man in front of him who often had a lot of estrangement from him.

Li Yuan turned his head, unexpectedly met Takemoto's gaze, and was slightly stunned. Takemoto smiled at him.

Unexpectedly, this gesture attracted Li Yuan's eyes full of suspicion, and even mixed with a little fear, he actually looked at himself as if his little daughter had seen through his thoughts, and then looked at Takemoto, and then unconsciously covered his hands in front of his chest with a defensive posture.

Seeing this, Takemoto's original favor was swept away, replaced by disgust, and she turned her head to look out the window at the round moon and tried to clear her chest of anger.

Li Yuan leaned forward uninterestingly, and said in confusion: "Why does your face change when you say it?" ”

Takemoto didn't say anything, but leaned to the side, away from Li Yuan.

Li Yuan didn't care about such a move, he shook Takemoto deeply, and said word by word: "What did the little one do wrong, Sister Takemoto, please mention one or two, the little one will definitely change it when he knows his mistake, and promise not to make Sister Bamboo angry again." ”

Seeing this, Takemoto glanced at Xin Zi, who had been staring alone on the kang with a map of the West to study the route, for fear that Li Yuan's movements would disturb Xin Zi, and his face was even more difficult to look at, but he didn't dare to ignore the difficult young man in front of him, so he hurriedly jumped down from the windowsill, knocked off Li Yuan's hands that were clenched into fists, and said in a low voice: "You speak seriously, who is your sister?" ”

Li Yuan raised his eyebrows and stared at Takemoto's face: "Not angry?" ”

Takemoto nodded, pulled Li Yuan aside, and asked, "I just don't understand, why did Lord Zuo agree to you making flying knives?" Take a mission like escorting Xin Zi as an example, I don't think you can complete this mission alone with the trick of hiding in the shadows. If I wasn't in the Tang Mansion, you heard the jade whistle at that time, how were you going to take Miss Xin out of Dongyuan? (To be continued.) )