After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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Stele (there will be another update today)

Xi Yang grabbed his messy clothes and rushed out in a panic, his terrified eyes looked at the source of the voice.

The two of Wei Nanxun stepped on the roof and jumped to the adjacent palace, but after all, Wei Nanxun's eyes and martial arts could not be compared with before, they were still a step behind.

"It's him?"

Xi Yang frowned and muttered in a low voice, he only saw the man's profile when he raised his eyes for a moment.

Even if he only has one glance, he will not admit his mistake.

Such a face will only make people unforgettable.

Concubine Baoxi frantically touched the button of her neckline, some strands of hair were scattered between her temples, her exposed neck was still flushed with excitement, she raised her head and asked, "Who is it?"

Xi Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and remained silent for a while, the fluster he had shown just now due to the sudden incident had faded away, leaving only his usual composure.

His nails dug lightly into the wood next to him, and said, "It's Wei Nanxun."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head, hugged Concubine Baoxi very gently, rubbed his chin lightly, squatted down and looked at her level: "Go back first, and leave the rest to me, okay?"

Concubine Baoxi didn't speak, just looked up at him like that, after a few breaths, big tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked up: "A Yang, take me away, we can go anywhere, as long as we leave here, okay? "

There was silence for a long time, only the mountain wind whistling past my ears.

Xi Yang raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her face, his voice became hoarse: "Stop crying, when our soldiers arrive in Shengjing, I will take you away, okay?"

"Will there be such a day?"

Xi Yang nodded slightly, looked longingly at the palace maid looking inward at the gate of the moon, and firmly grasped Concubine Baoxi's hands: "Good Jin'er, trust me, I will definitely take you away." He paused, He said again: "Now, hurry up and go back with Fengxiang. Don't let those guards and internal servants see anything unusual. If Wei Nanxun sees this, he won't say anything. He has no evidence. Don't dare to talk nonsense, besides, he is just a hostage of the enemy country who is struggling at the moment, and his words are not as important as mine, so who will believe him?"

In just a few breaths, Xi Yang has already analyzed the consequences of this matter, it can be seen that his name of idleness is not true.

Concubine Baoxi was silent for a moment, sobbing away the last tears, her heart was a little firmer, but she still seemed reluctant to part with her lover: "A Yang, can we see each other again?"

Xi Yang took a long breath and let it out slowly, with tears in his eyes: "I'll ask Bu Ri to send you a letter for me in the near future, it's always better to be careful."

Feng Xiang had already walked in, supporting Concubine Bao Xi, she turned and walked out, stopped after walking a few steps, and turned her head to look back.

Xi Yang waved his hand slightly, the corners of his lips curved lightly.

It wasn't until the figures of the two men disappeared that Xi Yang looked away, turned around and quickly got into a hole in the corner.

Su Yangjiao stood by the moving wooden bridge.

At dusk, the orange-red sunset swayed on the river, and the water rippled with golden light.

He looked upstream along the river, and there were layers of green hills looming. The river was already turbulent, and there was a lot of sand in the water. Su Yangjiao could tell that the water storage on the mountain was full. If there was any more rain , I am afraid that there will be more currents.

His eyes returned to the moving wooden bridge.

He couldn't see any problems in it, but he knew that if the problems could be easily seen by a layman like him, it wouldn't have caused such a big disaster.

However, even if he comes to strengthen the bridge now, it may be too late.

What should be done to prevent this man-made disaster from happening?

There is a stone tablet beside the Yimu bridge, on which is a poem written by Fan Gong, a famous Confucianist in the former dynasty.

It is also because of such a stone tablet that it has formed a convention in this dynasty that Enke Jinshi once every three years will perform the unique etiquette of Confucian students on this bridge to Emperor Jiang at Emperor Jiang's Qianqiu Banquet in the next year.

Once every three years, nothing happened before, but this time something happened?

Su Yangjie let out a long sigh.

He didn't have time to investigate the reasons behind the incident. What he had to do now was to change this conventional link and prevent these Jinshi from kneeling here to worship the emperor.

Su Yangjiao's eyes fell on the stone tablet.

He touched it with his fingers and moved along the edge of the stele repeatedly.

It would be fine if there wasn't this stele...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Since these students want to respect the traditions of ancient sages, why not...

Wei Nan was walking towards the Baohua Palace, but Yin Chuan didn't know where he was going on the way. He walked to the bank of the Yi River and looked up at the Baohua Palace, which was covered in gold by the afterglow of the setting sun. However, his eyes fell on the head of the Yimu Bridge .

"Ji'er, no!"

Su Yangjiao was lying on the railing of the bridge in an incomprehensible posture, with his legs dangling in the air. When he heard the sound, he turned his head to look, and he saw Wei Nanxun walking quickly towards the bridge.

"Baby, it's dangerous here."

Su Yangjie also jumped down, landed on both feet, and walked towards Wei Nanxun, with a smile on the corner of his mouth as he walked, he stretched out his left hand in front of his eyes as he approached, and asked with surprise: "Where is Nanxun from?" Are your eyes okay?"

Wei Nanxun grasped his swaying hand, narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's not all good, but I can see a vague outline."

"Then can you see my face clearly?" Su Yangjiao stood on tiptoe and showed his face in front of people's eyes.

Facing a man who has moved his heart, approaching without distance, no matter how you look at it, it is more like pulling his heartstrings.

Wei Nan looked at him with a smile.

Suddenly he pulled the person into his arms, and the surrounding wind could not blow away the hot and scorching air between the two of them.

"Your face is in my heart." Wei Nanxun rubbed Su Yangjiao's golden hair dyed by the setting sun, raised his eyes and looked at the moving wooden bridge, and said with a smile: "From now on, you will be on that bridge." , don’t stay too long.”

Su Yangjiao trembled, his pupils tightened suddenly, wondering: "Why?"

Could it be that Wei Nanxun also knew that there was a problem with this wooden shifting bridge?

However, in the plot written by Su Yangjiao, the bridge was built by the Ministry of Industry under the control of King Xun, who cut corners, shoddy, and embezzled funds, so that cracks appeared on the bridge in the end. , then listened to what the counselors around him suggested, and kept planting such a thing on the second prince Su Yunjie, and designed the tragedy at the Qianqiu Banquet.

But Wei Nanxun should have known nothing about this matter, and he accompanied Su Yunjie to deal with it until after the incident happened.

"The river is too fast. It might be dangerous to stand on the bridge." Wei Nanxun stared at him, groping up and down Su Yangjiao's arm with his fingers, and he changed the subject: "Jie'er is shaking, isn't it?" Feeling cold? The repairs have been inspected? How about going back today?"

Su Yangjie retracted those unrealistic thoughts, Wei Nanxun must just want to care about himself.

After getting into the carriage, Su Yangjiao looked at the stone tablet on the riverside through the gap of the flying curtain.

The carriage ran towards the field, and the afterglow of the setting sun was like a golden ribbon, swaying wantonly as the horse galloped.

Suddenly there was a "dong" sound from outside the car, and Yun Le's displeased voice was heard: "You suddenly flew down from the tree, you are frightening to death, can't you take a normal route in the future?"

The next moment, the car curtain was cracked to reveal his head, and Yin Chuan muttered quietly: "What does it have to do with you?"

While talking, he got into the car.

Su Yangjiao raised his eyebrows and looked at him, thinking that this child has never been in a carriage on weekdays, what's the reason today?

In the next breath, Su Yang stood still in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Even the scalp started to tingle.

I saw a big orange cat jumping out in front of me. Its yellow-green round eyes stared much bigger than the copper bell. It was probably brought in by Yin Chuan. After being frightened, the elder pawed at Su Yang. Chu rushed over.

"what!"

Seeing the usually weak fourth prince, he jumped onto the chair and quickly hid behind Wei Nanxun, trembling.

"cat……"

It's funny to say that the dignified fourth prince of the Jiang Kingdom is actually afraid of a cat.

"Are you afraid of it?" Yin Chuan smiled and stretched out his hand to grab a piece of fur on the big orange cat's back, and saw that it seemed to have stopped for an instant, neither moving nor screaming nor struggling.

He moved the big furry guy towards Su Yangjiao.

"Take it far away!" Su Yangjiao buried his face behind Wei Nanxun's shoulder, his fingers nervously grabbed Wei Nanxun's arm, trembling all over.

"You skinny monkey, why catch it?" Wei Nanxun protected the people behind him, and gave Yin Chuan a hard look with his dark eyes.

"It's the one that ruined our business. I have to grab it, peel it, and torture it!" Yin Chuan said while tapping the top of the big orange cat's head with his knuckles.

"Don't don't, it's a life anyway..." Su Yangjiao showed half of his eyes from behind, and carefully checked: "And I see that its waist and abdomen are round, don't it mean that the mother cat is pregnant with kittens?"

After finishing speaking, the orange cat yelled "meow meow" softly at him twice.

Wei Nanxun reached out and hugged the orange cat, and laid it flat on his lap. Strange to say, the cat lay down very obediently, rubbing Wei Nanxun's fingers back and forth with the top of its head.

He gently touched the orange cat's belly with the other hand, the movement was very gentle, and the cat was very cooperative, it just meowed and obediently cooperated with him, allowing him to reach out to touch his belly without any resistance.

"Jie'er is still smart, this cat is probably really pregnant."

It turned out he was checking to see if the cat was actually pregnant.

Yin Chuan rolled his eyes, tapped its ear with his fingertips, and said, "You are lucky, since you are pregnant, I will let you go this time."

After speaking, I will reach out to catch the cat.

"Where are you going to take it?" Wei Nanxun didn't stop Yin Chuan from hugging the cat, but the orange cat seemed to be very afraid of Yin Chuan. When he saw him coming again, he stretched out his paws and flailed wildly with the tip of his paws.

"Since you can't punish it, let's throw it back." Yin Chuan glared at the cat, trying to pretend to be fierce to scare it.

"I think it approached us on purpose just now, maybe because it knew it was pregnant and sought shelter for its child." Wei Nanxun suddenly turned his head, looked at Su Yangjiao and smiled slightly: "Why don't we take it back to the mansion , how are you?"

Wei Nan looked for the hot air between his breaths to drill directly into Su Yangjiao's mouth, and he didn't know if he was intentional, but his elbow seemed to hit Su Yangjiao's chest.

His heart was beating violently.

Su Yangjiao glanced at Wei Nanxun, quickly lowered his head, his face was hot, and said in a low voice, "As long as it's not kept in the Wuchenyuan, I have no objection."

The elbow seemed to know that he had found the right place, and hit the same place right and left, like shaking cherries on a fruit tree back and forth.

"Can you take it out first?" He grabbed the shirt on Wei Nanxun's arm and shook it beggingly.

Wei Nanxun pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, then put the cat back into Yin Chuan's arms, "Take it out, you can go out too."

It wasn't until the cat and Yin Chuan got out of the carriage that Su Yangjiao came out from behind him with a blushing face, and he straightened the messy skirt of his clothes.

This time, he sat a little further away from Wei Nanxun.

"Jie'er." Wei Nanxun's voice sounded behind him, and then a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, "What's wrong with you? You obviously kept calling my name last night, you want to be with me..."

Su Yangjie quickly interrupted: "Nan Xun, I was the one who was drunk last night and out of control."

"Jie'er, I told you, you are not drunk, you are drugged."

Su Yangjiao remained silent.

In fact, he remembered this sentence, but he never figured out who used what method to get him drugged.

Thinking about Su Yangjiao, he suddenly smiled, and said, "Then Nanxun, do you know who is going to kill me?"

"Jie'er, I have a question that I've always wanted to ask you." Wei Nanxun stepped back, hooked him into his arms, and completely cut off his thoughts of running away, "Why didn't the second prince get married so late? A few days ago, I heard people in the mansion discussing that Emperor Jiang intends to make a marriage contract for the third prince, why not the second prince?"

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping from the embrace, Su Yangjie simply found a comfortable position and rubbed up on it, and replied with a smile: "Father and emperor also pointed out marriage to the second brother, but the queen mother has very high demands on the future sister-in-law. The queen mother was not satisfied after several mothers, and then the emperor father was probably a little angry, so he no longer cared about this matter, but the emperor father gave the mother queen an order, saying that the second brother must get married within three years."

"So that's the case, I thought..." Wei Nan found Su Yangjiao's hand, and gently held it.

"What do you think?"

"It's nothing..." Wei Nanxun smiled lightly, and asked coaxingly, "Then what do you think about the medicine?"

"Although the effect of the medicine came after drinking last night, I feel that the medicine has already sneaked into my body. The two glasses of wine were just an introduction to suddenly draw out the medicine that was not too deep. He did this The purpose is probably not to wait until my drug addiction gets deeper..."

In short, the person who prescribed the drug was in a hurry.

Su Yangjiao was a little bit hesitant to speak, who seemed to be on the verge of revealing who that person was, but he didn't want to say or admit it.

"Jie'er is so smart, you must know who the person who gave the medicine is?" Wei Nanxun held his hand even tighter, lowered his head against the back of his hand, and rubbed back and forth on his cheek.

"I can't figure it out, how could it be him?"

Su Yunzhi is the male protagonist of the original book, a character he conceived with great painstaking effort. Even though there are many imperfections, when he created the character design, he endowed Su Yunzhi with all the beautiful things.

He should love his younger brother who "died young" very much.

Is it because he is not dead?

Su Yangjie slowly closed his eyes, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions. When he just walked in through the book, it was the first time that Su Yunjie gave him the feeling of family affection. Could it be that kind of pampering is also fake? ?

His fingers traced the hairpin to the jade crown, and then climbed to the white jade hairpin on the crown. That hairpin was a gift from Su Yunjie after his wedding. He often touched the white part of the hairpin. Magnolia, the notch on it is not smooth, it should be carved by myself.

Did his younger brother who he loved so much in the past drug him now?

Su Yangjiao didn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, and there must be some misunderstanding.

Su Yunjie is the light of decency, and he is the hero who wants to achieve dominance!

He felt Wei Nanxun's hand clenched tighter.

At night, the bright moon hangs high.

In the clean bedroom.

Wei Nanxun pressed the black jade ring on Su Yangjiao's skin, and the coolness felt in his heart.

"Others are people who raise jade, but Ke'er is jade who raises people."

Su Yangjiao was slightly stunned, and it took him a long time to come back, his face flushed and he said: "Didn't you detoxify that day?"

"Who said detoxification is enough?"

Su Yangjiao bit his lip: "Nan Xun, why don't you polish this jade ring again?"

Wei Nanxun glanced up and down at him, "Why?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to fit in."

"No, I've tried it, it's just right."

There was probably a wind blowing outside, howling and clamoring, only hitting the window, Su Yangjiao heard the wind outside the window, his body trembled.

"Don't move around, the jade is smooth, if you can't take it out, it will be bad."

Hearing this, Su Yangjiao really didn't dare to move any more, and kept looking uncomfortable and froze.

Half of his mind was on the matter of detoxification, but the other half was still on the stone tablet on the Yimu Bridge, perhaps because his attention was elsewhere, the process of detoxification tonight did not seem to be as difficult as the first time, after a while , the black-faced stone ring appeared in front of Su Yangjiao again.

He straightened his coat and lay quietly on his side on the bed.

"What?" Wei Nanxun wiped the face of the ring with a silk handkerchief under the candlelight, and asked Su Yangjiao again when he saw that Su Yangjiao was silent.

"I'm a little tired. I'll go to bed first. You should go to bed early too." After speaking, he turned over and rolled to the side of the bed, tore off the folded quilt and got in, looking at the roof.

He lifted the quilt up, slid down, and finally buried half of his face in the quilt.

Su Yangjiao couldn't sleep at all.

He buried himself in the quilt, but listened carefully to Wei Nanxun's voice, and thought for a long time for no reason, thinking about moving the stone tablet on the wooden bridge, thinking about his second brother, thinking about the cup of Qiong that he drank every day Huaru, the horse that went crazy during the competition, the guard Guangdi who died at home, and...

In the past, he thought that those visible and invisible things were all done by the king who hated him, but at this moment, he began to be confused, confused, and confused.

After wearing it for so long, he still couldn't tell the time. He only felt that there was no other sound in the room except his breathing, so he sat up with a grunt.

Faint moonlight came in from the gap in the curtain.

Wei Nanxun slept very upright, with his hands neatly folded on his stomach.

Long and thick eyelashes covered the snow-white eyelids, Su Yangjie couldn't hold back, leaned down and kissed him lightly.

He climbed down from the bed lightly, carefully put on his shoes and socks, picked up the black cloak that he put on before going to bed from the shelf, and tiptoed out.

Yun Le has been keeping vigil under the corridor, originally leaning against the pillars of the corridor with closed eyes to rest, but when she heard the soft knock of the door, she opened her eyes vigilantly, and tightly grasped the saber she was holding in her arms.

He leaned forward and whispered: "Master, I have prepared the carriage."

Su Yangjie raised his head and scanned the surrounding roofs, raised his eyebrows vigilantly: "Ride a horse instead of a carriage. Go check Yin Chuan's room again to make sure he is in the room."

Yun Le nodded, a little worried, "Master, the west mountain road is far away, and riding a horse is too bumpy, why don't we still take a carriage?"

Su Yangjiao shook his head, "The curfew has passed, the carriage is ostentatious, let's ride a horse."

Yun Le didn't dare to say any more, she moved quickly, and disappeared into the dark night the next moment.

After a while, he bowed out from the Moon Cave Gate again, leaned closer and whispered: "He is here."

Su Yangjie let out a long breath, but didn't speak any more, and raised his hand to put on the hood.

Late at night in Shengjing City, two steeds galloped along Central Street, splashing layers of dust like mist.

After successfully passing through the city gate, the two horses raised their hooves and galloped towards the west mountain.

"Lin Tong, you dare to let people out of the city even after the curfew?" A soldier walked out from the shadows around the corner, yawning while holding his trousers, half-squinting his eyes to look at the city gate that was closed again.

"Do you know who they are?" The centurion named Lin Tong pouted at the flying dust.

"Who? I saw that the figure in black is pretty good, no worse than Hong Ying from Shuiyunfang..."

Before he finished speaking, the centurion rushed over, covered his mouth in horror, looked around with his round eyes wide open, and said "bah", "Your kid doesn't even know what to say, he doesn't know what to say. Dare to talk nonsense? I don’t want to live anymore!”

After speaking, he stuffed half of the uneaten pancake in his hand into the soldier's mouth, patted his headgear, turned him around and kicked his ass hard, "Get out! "

The soldier staggered forward a few steps, and as soon as he turned the corner, he felt his legs go limp and knelt down.

When he raised his head and scolded, the person behind him used something to cover his head, and his eyes were suddenly dark.

His mouth was stuffed with cooking cakes, and his head was covered with something. He stretched out his hands in fear and pulled at random. Suddenly, someone kicked his back violently, and his whole body fell sideways on the ground, followed by continuous violent kicks.

"He is also the one you dare to covet indiscriminately?"

The soldier only felt that every kick hit the most painful place, but he also knew that every kick avoided the vital point.

The galloping horse stepped on the green grass in the field, and the mud splashed when it lifted its hooves.

When they reached the bank of the Yi River, the two stopped, and the horse lay down to rest out of breath. Su Yangjiao got off the horse and walked carefully over the wooden bridge.

The waves of the Yihe River were tumbling, and the silt was worse than that of the day, and the silvery white moonlight sprinkled on the muddy river water, adding a bit of weirdness.

The brocade robe was swaying in the night wind. Su Yangjiao stood in front of the stone tablet that the student of Da Jiang respected. The stars were shining brightly, and time and space seemed to be frozen. He stood for a long time before bowing deeply.

When he straightened up, he touched the gunpowder all over the stone tablet, and took the fire folder from Yunle.

The author says:

There will be one more later