After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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Do you want to try it?

"Su Yangjiao, what do you want to do?" Su Ningyan took half a step back, his face paled suddenly.

What kind of temperament is Su Yangjiao, how could he not know?It's just that Su Yangjiao has restrained a lot recently, and he no longer showed the ostentatious and arrogant look he used to, so much so that he forgot that this person is not easy to provoke and cannot be provoked.

Su Yangjie stood there, listening to the other party ask what he wanted to do, and smiled.

"What do I want to do?" Su Yangjiao looked at Su Ningyan with cold eyes, and sneered: "I endured it again and again, but you kept pushing me, brother. I didn't care about that red shadow at first, but you beat him twice." The skin was beaten to pieces and sent to my Huawu Mansion, I would like to ask brother what you want to do?"

"Me? I just want to make you unhappy! I'll be happy if you're not happy. I just like to hit someone you care about. When I hit him, I think about how your heart hurts. It's so happy. Do you understand? I When you press him on the bed and listen to him crying for me to stop, it's really comfortable, don't you like him? I like to possess what you like!"

Su Ningyan laughed like a madman, his eyes turned red when he smiled, and his voice became hoarse when he smiled. He paused for a while, and suddenly rushed towards Su Yangjiao like crazy, seeing that his arm was about to touch him. Su Yangjiao's neck.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side clamped his wrist, and only heard a "cha ka", and his wrist hung vertically down on his forearm like a dead fish.

Wei Nanxun frowned as if in disgust, then turned his head to look at Su Yangjiao and said, "Do you want to tell him about brotherly love?"

Su Yangjiao shook his head, stunned for a moment, he just blinked, and saw Wei Nanxun rushing from behind to block him, breaking King Xun's wrist.

Look at Su Ningyan again, squatting on the ground with a pale face and pain, he can only hold his injured right hand tightly with his other good hand, his bloodless lips are trembling, he raised his eyes resentfully, and stared at Su Yangjiao , almost gritted his teeth and said, "You...you...how dare you? I...I..."

Su Yangjiao leaned down, then leaned close to him, tilted him face to face at close range, looked at the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and said, "Brother, can't you bear this? What if..."

Suddenly, he raised the saber in his hand, said to Suning Yan, "If I also slash a few times on Big Brother's face, will it hurt more?"

"How dare you!" Su Ningyan squatted on the ground in fear, and stepped back, "You dare to hurt me because of that bitch? I'm the prince! How dare you hurt the prince?!"

Su Yangjiao pointed the tip of the sword at his right cheek slowly, and said coldly: "I have nothing to dare, so you shouldn't have provoked me in the first place."

Yun Le, who was so frightened by the side, suddenly stepped forward, put on Su Yangjiao's forearm, looked at him and shook his head, and whispered: "Master, no."

His hand was suddenly empty, and the next moment Su Yangjiao saw that the saber that was still in his hand just now was already in Wei Nanxun's hand. He pressed the sharp point of the sword against Su Ningyan's face, and said coldly: "He doesn't Dare to hurt you, but I dare."

The voice was deep, slow, and without emotion.

"Ah..." King Xun screamed, and saw blood instantly staining his clothes red.

Wei Nanxun said to Yin Chuan who was behind him: "Go and call the people of King Xun in and take them away."

"You...you..." Su Ning's face was almost deformed due to the pain, his eyes were rounded, blood flowed into his fingers along his fingers, he raised his bloody fingers and pointed tremblingly at Wei Wei. Nan Xun shouted: "You wait! You wait for me!"

After speaking, he stood up and pushed away the two guards guarding the door, and rushed out.

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After Su Yangjiao came back, he took a shower, changed into a snow-colored shirt, and sat lazily on an armchair by the window, with a book on his lap, flipping impatiently with his fingers on the pages.

He was really anxious just now, so he wanted to close the door and let Yunle teach Suning a lesson. He thought that as long as he didn't make too much noise, even if King Xun sued his father, at most he would reprimand himself.

But if Wei Nanxun was to do this matter, the nature of it changed completely.

It's normal for him to fight with Suning Yan's "brothers", but who is Wei Nanxun?

Jing Guo proton.

Enemy country proton.

He hurt the prince in Jiang country, and in a big way, this is the murder of the emperor's heir, but he will lose his head.

Su Yangjiao regretted it a little at first, because he was impulsive, if he had endured it at that time, he would have just let the guards drive him away.

It seems that tomorrow I have no choice but to go to my father to admit my mistake, and if I bite him to death, I will say that I did it myself. Anyway, the people who saw the process were all my own people.

Wei Nanxun stood at the door, looking at him from a distance, watching his face change for a while, and didn't know what was going on in that head.

Su Yangjiao raised his eyes and looked over.

There was a distance between the two of them, and the candles in the study were dimly lit.The eyebrows and eyes of Su Yangjiao looking over are even more unclear, and Wei Nanxun can't even see his eyes clearly.

He said, "Ji'er, Emperor Jiang is going to execute me."

Su Yangjiao put the book on the chair, smiled lowly: "What crime?"

"Kill the emperor's heir." Wei Nanxun walked slowly towards Su Yangjiao, he knew exactly what he was going to do.

Just now, he received a letter from Feige from King Xiang. The letter briefly described how to use the black face stone to detoxify. Wei Nanxun rubbed his finger on the very smooth jade ring that he had polished.

It was cold, but there seemed to be a hint of warmth coming from the cold.

That is his own temperature.

Every step he took, Su Yangjiao's bright facial features caught in the light and shadow became more and more clear.

"When did Nanxun hurt the prince? Why didn't I see it?" Su Yangjiao raised the corner of his mouth, watching Wei Nanxun approaching him step by step.

"I broke his wrist and stabbed him in the face, didn't you see it?"

Wei Nanxun walked up to Su Yangjiao, stopped, picked up the book he had put on the chair, bent down and put it aside, and then sat on it first, he grabbed Su Yangjiao's hand waist.

Su Yangjiao was hooked by his arm, turned slightly sideways and looked at Wei Nanxun, with a slight smile at the end of his eyes: "I didn't see it, I didn't see anything."

"Oh? Did Ke'er commit this crime himself?"

"Why not?" Su Yangjiao moved his eyes down and landed on Wei Nanxun's loose skirt. The collar was open in a mess whether it was intentional or not. The beautiful collarbone was clearly visible, and the faint scars on the collarbone were also visible. Faintly visible under the flickering candlelight, Su Yangjiao frowned slightly, and asked, "How come there are so many injuries on Nan Xun's body?"

Wei Nanxun lowered his eyes, touched the collar with his fingers and pulled it down along the neckline, exposing those terrible scars clearly.

"How could the people killed in the sea of ​​blood and corpses on the battlefield not be injured?"

While talking, he pulled down the left collar a little deeper, exposing a triangular scar on his chest, Wei Nanxun searched for the fingers of Rasu Yangjiao, grabbed his hand and stuck it to his scar.

So the scorching heat spread from the protruding scar to Su Yangjiao's palm.

"This scar was stabbed when I was 17 years old when I went to the front of the Northern Liao Army and took the head of his commander." Wei Nanxun held the back of Su Yangjiao's hand tightly, with the same smile on his face, " I remember that time, I fell into a coma for seven days and seven nights, and almost went around to Lord Yama, wondering if my fate was too hard, so he refused to accept me and let me go back."

Su Yangjiao's eyes fell on his hand that was holding him tightly, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and tears almost flowed from his nose.

At this moment, Wei Nanxun suddenly pulled hard, and Su Yangjiao was unsteady on his feet, and was pulled into his arms by him.

Su Yangjiao fell into Wei Nanxun's arms, and the two of them leaned against each other. He looked up into Wei Nanxun's eyes, waiting for him to speak first.

Wei Nanxun wrapped his other hand around Su Yangjiao's waist again, and he suddenly put it close to Su Yangjiao's ear, and whispered: "I know how to detoxify you." His voice was the usual jade The voice of the voice gently tapped on Su Yangjiao's heart.

"Ji'er, do you want to try?"