After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

Heal

Su Yangjie cleared his throat, as if he didn't see those guards.

"Forget it, since Eunuch Wei came to invite you in person, I'll give you a little bit of noodles." He drew his tone, seeming very indifferent: "Let's go now."

While talking, he supported Yunle's arm, but from the corner of his eye, he looked at the white jade stele under the steps.

Wei Songren suddenly stretched out his hand to block it, and said with a sinister smile: "Fourth prince, the emperor's order is for you and your wife to enter the palace together."

What a trouble, you have to provoke Wei Nanxun if you want to die, I still want to live a few more days!

"Yunle, go invite Wei Proton."

Su Yangjiao raised his eyebrows and glanced lightly at Wei Songren, the impatience in his eyes could not be concealed by his beautiful appearance.

He let go of Yun Le's arm, stared at the stone tablet next to him for a while, as if he had finally made up his mind, walked slowly towards the stone tablet and then ran quickly.

Before Yun Le had time to reach out and grab it, his master bumped into the stone tablet beside the road with a bang.He panicked completely, and hurriedly shouted and ran: "Fourth Prince!"

Su Yangjiao only heard the sound of "bang", and felt that the sky was dark and his eyes were dark, and his feet felt weak for a while, and then he was supported by his shoulders. After shaking his head, he reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Don't bark, I'm fine."

Wei Songren came to invite him, but he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to make a bad move.

Several servants ran over all the way, Su Yangjiao saw the blue figure coming out of the crowd, straightened his body and grinned and said: "Eunuch Wei, you see I accidentally hurt my head recklessly, and I don't care. It is inconvenient to enter the palace, my father and queen, please be safe..."

Wei Songren's eyelids twitched, his white eyes rolled up, his anger was hidden under the skin and it was hard to show it clearly, so he said in a high-pitched voice: "Fourth prince, please go back to the house as soon as possible, the old slave will go back to the palace soon Report to the emperor."

Su Yangjie was not being polite either, he waved his hand and glanced at Yunle: "Don't you want to see off your father-in-law?!"

Only then did Yun Le recover from the panic, and hurriedly led the people to the gate of the mansion.

Su Yangjiao even pitifully thought of how Wei Songren would make a small report in front of the emperor. It doesn't matter, he is not afraid, everyone in the world knows that the current Emperor Jiang loves the fourth prince the most.

No matter how absurd and unruly things he did, Jiang Di would only reprimand him in the end.

Skin trauma can be exchanged for temporary comfort, Su Yangjiao thinks this deal is worth it.

Watching the other person's back gradually disappear, he was in pain;

He took a deep breath and couldn't help hissing, only to realize that drops of blood had landed on the eyelashes, and the eyes were hotly reflected in blood red.

He hit it carefully. There are many blood vessels on his head, and even a small cut will be dripping with blood. It looks very serious, and it is best used to fool people.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood in front of his eyes, Su Yangjiao turned around and walked back. While walking, he told the servants beside him: "Be strict with me, especially the Luoxue Pavilion."

The few people were still frightened and worried that their moody master would punish them for the crime of neglect, dragged them all out and beat them to death in a rage.

After all, according to the temperament of the fourth prince, it is unreasonable not to kill a few people to calm down after suffering such serious injuries.

But when they heard such a sentence, they were too frightened to speak out, thinking that there would be more to come, but they didn't know that the fourth prince stopped talking and went all the way back to Wuchenyuan.

One day passed, all was well.

Two days passed and nothing happened.

Three days...

Three days passed before they believed that not only had they survived, but they hadn't even received any punishment.

This is too abnormal.

-

The sky is bright, and the magnolia tree outside the window stands proudly, each bud standing on the branch seems to be waiting for the spring breeze that night.

Bright rays of light shone into the room, and the fine dust danced quietly in the light and shadow, as if telling the story of time.

Dr. Ye bowed and knelt in front of the bed, one hand was still on the man's wrist, but there was a cold blade on his neck.

Who did he provoke?He just followed the order of the Fourth Prince to check Proton's pulse, but as soon as his finger touched the opponent's wrist, a blade was pointed at his throat by the opponent's out of nowhere.

"Who are you?!"

Dr. Ye tremblingly answered truthfully: "The younger one is surnamed Ye, and he is an imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Office."

Wei Nan pulled the corners of his lips coolly, and said coldly, "Imperial doctor? Are you here to give me more poison?"

His eyes were as dark as cold pools, handsome but lifeless.

Dr. Ye was about to cry, sobbing: "The little one was ordered to treat your doctor and detoxify you, not to poison you." He felt that the blade was half an inch closer, and it was not far from cutting your throat.

"Order? Detoxification?" Wei Nanxun's black eyes tightened, "Hmph, I'm afraid I don't think I'm poisoned enough, tell me, do you want to poison me dumb or deaf this time?"

Dr. Ye wanted to shake his head, but he was afraid that the blade would stab his throat in the next moment. Tears and snot flowed down his face in fright, and he begged in embarrassment: "Proton, the little one is really here to see a doctor. I am a doctor. I really don't have any poison. If If you don't believe me, I can open them one by one for you to see."

He withdrew the hand that was protruding from the opponent's wrist, and frantically unwrapped the medicine box he carried with him.

"Look? Do you think I can see?" Wei Nanxun couldn't hear any sadness when he said this, but it was cold and without a trace of warmth, as if the king of hell came from hell.

Only then did Doctor Ye notice the other party's unfocused eyes, and thought: So the rumors are true.

It is said that the fourth prince fell in love with Wei Nanxun, Jingguo's son, at first sight, and he poisoned and blinded him if he couldn't force him, and tied him to Huawu Mansion to get married. It was only an exaggeration before, but now it seems that Wei Nanxun was poisoned and blinded eyes.

However, since he was blinded by the poison, why did he ask him to detoxify?

He inadvertently saw the thin scratches on Proton's arm, and he knew it in his heart.

The two had a skin-to-skin relationship, and the fourth prince felt pity for others.

Sins and sins, everyone said that these four princes are the most absurd, not only ruthless and cold-blooded, but also cruel, and now it seems that it is not groundless.It's just a pity for this handsome proton who looks like a god.

Wei Nanxun said coldly: "Since you said there is no poison, you should try every kind of medicine. I will believe you after I have tried it."

When he was young, he went to the battlefield to guard the country, and when he spoke, he had a forceful aura. Even if he was a little embarrassed at the moment, it still made people feel scared.

Dr. Ye carefully opened the medicine bottles at hand one by one, poured them into his mouth and tried them one by one.

Although he knew that the eyes on the opposite side were invisible, he still didn't dare to be perfunctory, but tried the medicines one by one very seriously.

After trying about five or six bottles, Wei Nanxun suddenly withdrew the blade that was firmly pressed against his throat, leaned back lazily by the bed, and said, "Stop, since you are here for treatment, see a doctor." stop."

Then, Dr. Ye felt something foreign in his abdomen, looked down from the corner of his head, and found that the blade had been changed from the throat to the abdomen.

He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his wrinkled hand again, and pressed it against Wei Nanxun's wrist tremblingly.

After a while, bead-sized beads of sweat oozed from his forehead again.

He moved his finger away in panic, even though he is an imperial doctor in the palace, he is said to have good medical skills.But—he couldn't cure this poison.

I'm afraid no one in the world can understand it.

"How? Poison can be cured?"

When he heard Wei Nanxun asking him this, he looked at him.

Those thick black eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Dr. Ye carefully considered every word, thought for a moment before saying: "I will prescribe some medicine to soothe the nerves and invigorate the Qi for you, so please recuperate your body first."

After more than [-] years of career as an imperial physician, he has long learned how to seek a way out in front of the powerful.For such unsolvable matters, it is better for him to avoid talking about them, and the proton would understand what he meant.

There is no cure for this poison.

Wei Nanxun didn't speak, his deep eyes were still calm, but the blade that was pressing on his abdomen was retracted at some point.

Doctor Ye backed away slowly, and leaned down on the table by the window to write down the words. After finishing writing, someone just pushed the door open and entered.The maid came in with the meal, Dr. Ye shook the wet paper, handed it to her and said, "Miss, please take the prescription and go to the Minji Hall on the street to get the medicine."

The maid placed the meal, took Fang Zi with both hands and responded, Doctor Ye glanced at Wei Nanxun with lingering fear, and finally walked out without saying a word.

"Guozi Wei, this servant will serve you breakfast."

The little maid put away the prescription and went to the bed to help Wei Nanxun, but the other party shook his head and said coldly: "I'm not hungry."

The little maid didn't dare to say anything, so she stepped back a few steps and wanted to go out, but when she got to the door, she heard the other party ask:

"Where is he?"

Needless to ask, she also knew that he was referring to her master, so she saluted and replied: "The fourth prince has been injured in the past few days, and he is recuperating in Wuchenyuan, so he didn't come to see the proton."

Wei Nanxun bent his fingers, imperceptibly.

Seeing that he didn't speak any more, the little maid bowed and left the room.

When Wei Nanxun heard the sound disappear, his spine, which had been tense all the time, relaxed slightly.Although he couldn't remember clearly what happened that night, when he woke up in the morning, he felt the reality of the torn undershirt left on the bed.

Moreover, there were many deep and shallow scratches left on his body, all of which seemed to indicate the love affair that night.

But what is there to care about?

Isn't that what the man wanted?Thinking of his abnormal behavior that night, it must be Su Yangjiao who played tricks in the wine.However, if it was as rumored, Wei Nanxun should not be the one who should drink the wine.

Wei Nanxun clenched his fingers, but soon he let go.

The poison has already made him lose all his martial arts. Even for simple things like clenching a fist, he has to endure the pain in his bones, and why was he able to give Su Yang to...

He was paralyzed and unable to use any strength at all. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do this kind of thing.

Moreover, his body has also changed a little since that night—there is no longer darkness in front of his eyes, but he can vaguely see a little light and shadow.

Thinking of this, Wei Nanxun slowly raised his finger and put it in front of his eyes, facing the blurred light, he seemed to have a complete outline.After putting away his hands, he straightened up. He still had too many questions about that night.

Resentment, shame, and a little bit of hope that rose from the bottom of his heart were entangled in Wei Nanxun's heart.

The author says:

Talking about the new article with a friend today, the friend asked: "You have a new article in advance, why did you come to this article with no advance order? There is no list, no readers, as if a person is generating electricity alone."

The answer said: "I never admit defeat. It was the same when I was studying, and it was the same when I was working. It is still the same when I am writing now. Maybe the road ahead is long and the future is unknown, maybe the flowers are drifting away.

But I know that I just want to tell such a story at this moment. He has taken root and sprouted in my heart, and he will not stop until he grows into a big tree in the sky. "

——This is a monologue from the heart.