After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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On the attic, Suning Yan held a half-filled teacup between his fingers.

He and the guard Ting Song observed every move on the street downstairs, until they saw Wei Nanxun get out of the carriage, and Su Ningyan said: "It's your turn."

Ting Song responded, and reached out to take the shining mask on the table next to him.

It was exactly the same as the masks of the group of assassins downstairs.

"Remember, your target is Wei Nanxun, just take his life."

Ting Song put on his mask and walked down from the house. After a while, Su Ningyan saw him sneaking into the assassins from the side.

Su Ningyan received a tip that his stupid younger brother would create a "hero to save the beauty" on the central street, and he immediately laughed.

Sure enough, he is his good brother, so stupid and cute.

He had long wanted to get rid of Wei Nanxun, so this opportunity came to him.

Su Ningyan smiled and saw that he was pressing on with every step, and he was about to get his wish, but at this moment his stupid brother ran out.

Seeing that Ting Song hesitated, Su Ningyan clenched his palms tightly.

What was he doing running out at this time? !

Su Ningyan doesn't want Su Yangjiao's life at this moment, if his people hurt Su Yangjiao under the watchful eyes of everyone, I don't know how angry my father will be tomorrow.

Seeing Ting Song's sword holding the sword flower, he bypassed Su Yangjiao and went straight to Wei Nanxun's face.

The smile on Su Ningyan's face didn't last long, and soon he was so frightened that cold sweat ran down his back.

Su Yangjiao stood in front of Wei Nanxun's sword for Wei Nanxun's sake.

Fortunately, Su Yangjiao's bodyguard, a boy named Yun Le, arrived in time, so nothing major went wrong.

Su Ningyan grabbed the railing on the window sill, his eyes cracked, he knew that Ting Song was definitely not Yun Le's opponent, and he might not get any benefit if he continued to fight.He reached for the teacup at hand and smashed it down hard.

Listening to the pine, retreating and walking, finally turned into the alley in the corner.

Suning Yan slammed the window shut, and slammed his fists on the fine pear wood table.

Why does Su Yangjiao always want to spoil his good deeds?

But what about his martial arts?Su Ningyan's eyebrows were frowned, he is the fourth younger brother who is loved by his father, he still remembers that on his seventh birthday, his father gave him a good Liusong wooden bow, Su Yangjiao took the opportunity to lie in his father's arms He said he wanted to learn kung fu, but a month later, his father actually invited the disciple of Jingquan sword to teach Su Yangjiao kung fu.

其实苏扬舲的恶名也大约从那时而来，只因他武功高强又极爱记仇，前些年有个六皇叔每每出门，总会被人套头掳走然后暴揍一顿，揍完就Let go, the next time you go out, you will still be beaten. That uncle has lived in fear for several years, worse than death. Who would have thought that after three years of beating, Su Yangjiao actually came to the door by himself, admitting that all these years are He beat up the sixth emperor's uncle because when he was young, the sixth emperor's uncle sighed at the palace banquet that the fourth prince looked as white and clean as a beautiful little girl.

In a word, Su Yangjiao can chase the emperor's uncle and beat him up for three years.

However, in the fight just now, Su Yangjiao obviously didn't know any martial arts at all. What's going on?

Su Ningyan hooked her lips: Could it be that Yin Xiao played a role?

Yun Le didn't come back until the pedestrians who were watching the fun had gone away, Su Yangjiao asked, "Can you see where you escaped to?"

Yun Le shook his head before hesitantly said: "His skills are familiar to me."

Su Yang snatched the scabbard from Yunle's waist, lifted it fiercely but dropped it lightly, and knocked it on the top of Yunle's head, "Waste snack!"

Yun Le was in a daze, and after a pause, she came back to her senses, understanding what Su Yangjiao meant.

He hurriedly lowered his head in shame, and knelt down: "The villain didn't protect the master well, he should be punished."

Before he could say a few words, Su Yangjiao took out a handkerchief, lowered his head to cover his mouth, and coughed.

He coughed up a little blood on his originally pale face.

Wei Nanxun stood behind him, looking suspiciously at the figures in front of him.

If he understood correctly just now, when the unavoidable sword stab came, it was this man with half life remaining who stood in front of him.

After Su Yangjiao taught Yun Le a lesson, he stepped on the stool and opened his sleeves, and reached out to pull Wei Nanxun. When he stretched out his hand, he realized that no one could see him, so he got off the stool again and held Wei Nanxun's arm , said: "The proton is frightened, let's go back to the house first."

Wei Nanxun unexpectedly obeyed, put his hand on Su Yangjiao's arm, and walked into the carriage.

As the carriages and horses started to move, Wei Nan asked: "The fourth prince still doesn't intend to tell Wei what happened today?"

They are all the most noble people in the world, and they don't lack those cold yellow and white things. What they lack is the warmth that was taken away since childhood.

Su Yangjiao stared into his eyes for a long time, and his heart was full of guilt. If he hadn't planned this so-called "hero saving the beauty" for no reason, how could he have been put in danger, but if he really wanted to tell He is unwilling to tell the truth.

"I want to go out for a stroll, and when I hear noises nearby, I can't help but wonder who is so brave enough to hurt people on Central Street, so I want to watch the excitement." Su Yangjiao said nonsense, "Who knows that the excitement is so exciting?" It's on me."

"Since this is the case, Wei must thank the Fourth Prince for his kindness in coming forward to save him."

Su Yang smiled: "Don't dare."

Just let his life go.

Su Yangjie turned around and took out a set of exquisite tea drinking utensils from the wooden box next to him, poured the hot water warmed on the small stove into the pot, and the aroma of tea wafted out instantly.

"The teapot is steeped with snow-topped cold emerald greens. It's rare to have a piece of gold, so please taste the proton."

Wei Nanxun is not interested in this tea, he just wants to know the whole story of the day, and also wants to probe into Su Yangjiao's mind.

"Today, there are two groups of assassins."

"Yes." Su Yangjiao took a sip of tea before he felt that his mouth was fast, and quickly changed his mind: "I think the few people in front are just appetizers. Even if they lose all their proton martial arts, they can easily deal with it."

"Then, does the Fourth Prince know the origin of this last person?" When Wei Nanxun asked this question, his tone was sincere, his smile was like a warm sun, and his dark eyes shone with a little light.

"I don't know," Su Yangjie replied with a smile.

This statement is not false, he is indeed true, who told him to ask this last person, if he asked those people in front of him, it would be difficult for him to answer.

The carriage drove briskly, Su Yangjiao leaned on the cushion and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

"How can Qiao Zi know that he has a much worse reputation than me in Shengjing City, so he dares to hang out so blatantly?"

Wei Nanxun asked: "Oh? What's Wei's reputation?"

"Let me think about it, Killing God? Hell Yama? Oh yes, I've heard of the jade-faced Rakshasa." Su Yangjiao opened his eyes and aimed in Wei Nanxun's direction, "I think this one is the most suitable for you. "

"Yes." Wei Nanxun said, "If the world is peaceful and there will be no more wars, so what if I become a Rakshasa?"

After speaking, there was a long silence between the two.

Su Yangjiao closed his eyes again, and said after a long time: "If you really want to go out in the future, you can go out with me when I go to court. Although my king has a bad reputation, no one dares to assassinate me in the street."

Wei Nanxun didn't say anything, it was a tacit consent.

The carriage turned into a street, just in time for the market, and there were so many people that it was almost impossible to walk.

There is a stall selling massecuite on the side of the street, with a large pot next to it, and some candies of different colors are placed on the table.

Su Yangjiao took a few more glances from the curtain of the car, smacked his mouth, thinking that the usual soups and medicines were too unpalatable, so he asked Yunle to stop the car.

"Old man, what kind of sugar paste are these?" Smelling the tangy aroma of sugar, Su Yangjiao felt a little sweet in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"This is orange flavor, this is hawthorn, this is brown sugar cubes..." The old man who sells sugar introduced them one by one. He had never seen such a delicate young man. He looked at him happily and praised: " The young master is really handsome, as white as a little girl."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Le was in a cold sweat.

Everyone knows that his master once chased him and beat him for three years because of Liu Huangshu's "commendation", until Liu Huangshu didn't even dare to leave the house.

He grinned and shook his head at the old man.

"Really?" Su Yangjiao pinched a piece of orange candy with his slender fingers and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste quickly filled the whole mouth. He bent his mouth and said, "Then I really look pretty."