marrying a bride is old

更新时间2010-2-610:35:10字数：2303

"Msister, look, there, and there, are all from Jinxiuzhuang. The clothes we got married were all made by them..."

Contrary to Xue Ji and Zhong Bo's expectations, Nangong Lingfeng did not take them to the West Street, but walked around to the bustling street area. Looking at the bustling crowd and the carriages passing through the street, the two suddenly felt a little bit worried. Not interested.

Uncle Zhong is very familiar with this area.As the housekeeper of Fenglin Courtyard, he must come here to buy the missing items for Nangong Lingfeng.This is also a place where families of princes and nobles often come. In Xuege's words, it is a high-end street.

But the point is, there is no tofu Xishi here!

Nangong Lingfeng was very happy. He decided to bring Yelang here after careful consideration. Only here can he deeply appreciate the prosperity and luxury of the capital. Although West Street is good, it is a place where common people gather after all. Don't scare the husband and wife, let's talk about it later.

Ye Lang followed Nangong Lingfeng, accepted his kindness with a smile, and admired this real ancient building, but frowned at a place where Nangong Lingfeng couldn't see: just entering this street, he felt a strange feeling. It is a kind of sensitivity accumulated over the years, a kind of advance perception of unknown dangers.But the street was full of traffic and people were coming and going. He only knew that he was being targeted, but when he felt it, he was interrupted by the boiling voice.

Who is it?Ruoyou Ruowu's sight pierced Ye Lang's heart like a tangible one, and the experience he had experienced through life and death made him clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves.He was almost sure that the other party was coming towards him.

In the past, Ye Lang wouldn't have cared, not to mention his skills, the bodyguards around him were not vegetarians either.But now, the owner of his body is simply a dandy with no power to restrain himself. His behavior yesterday has aroused Xue Ge Xue Ji's suspicion, so he needs to be more cautious.

Pretending to know nothing, Ye Lang followed Nangong Lingfeng, talking and laughing.

Suddenly, a stream of people rushed over from the street, and there seemed to be some excitement not far away. The four people who were walking in the center of the street were carelessly scattered away.

Uncle Xue Ji, who was loyal to protect the lord, his first reaction was to pull Nangong Lingfeng over and stand behind him, so as not to hurt Nangong Lingfeng in the rush of people. Both of them forgot about Yelang, waiting to find out By then, Ye Lang had been squeezed out of their sight by the crowd.

Seeing Xue Ji and Zhang Zhong guarding Nangong Lingfeng behind him, Ye Lang felt a little relieved. The rushing crowd was so powerful that he couldn't help himself when he thought about it. After thinking for a while, he took a few steps back and exited the crowd.

Fortunately, the crowd was not panicked, they were all rushing in the same direction (poor ancients, there are too few entertainment items, and when they heard that there was something exciting to watch, they rushed over in a hurry), and the street should be back to normal after a while. Normal.

Suddenly, the previous sense of danger became stronger, and Ye Lang raised his gaze to look in the direction of his intuition. His face was distorted with cruelty, his face was pale, and his pupils, which were as sharp as arrows, were filled with raging anger. Staring at him, holding a long sword, he rushed straight at him. The long sword was aimed at Ye Lang's neck.

At this time, the crowds on the street gradually faded away. Among the faint crowd, Yelang's Nangong Lingfeng who was looking around screamed "Sanggong", and pushed the two people standing in front of him away at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye. Standing in front of Ye Lang.

Ye Lang only felt a breeze blowing by, and a person had already fallen in front of him. He firmly opened his hands to protect him firmly behind him, and his heart was instantly filled with deep warmth, which was a kind of touch that he had never experienced before.The sword eyes of the attacker looked in front of him, without thinking too much, Ye Lang grabbed Nangong Lingfeng's waist with his hand, and hugged him tightly.With a sudden force, Ye Lang picked up Nangong Lingfeng and turned back, his back was completely exposed.

Closing his eyes, Ye Lang waited for the sword to come, surprised at what he did.In fact, there should be a better way, but my heart is already in a mess. The only thing I can think of is not to hurt this distressed person. For the first time, I have someone I want to protect, and I must not be hurt.Even if the method you choose is not good for you, you don't regret it.

"boom"

The piercing pain of the long sword that Ye Lang was waiting for did not come, but instead he heard a loud sound of a person falling down, and then Xue Ji's proud voice: "You actually did this in front of my face, are you looking down on this girl's fan?" Medicine?!"

Turning his head with Nangong Lingfeng, Ye Lang saw the woman who attacked him fell to the ground.

Xue Ji glanced at Ye Lang thoughtfully, this woman was clearly coming towards him, when his young master rushed to block the sword, the attacker paused a little hesitantly, as if he didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately , It seems that he is not a ruthless person.

After making a secret whistle, a person dressed as a commoner immediately stepped forward, bowed and called, "Snow Maiden."

"Take this woman back and give it to Snow Pigeon!"

"Yes."

Watching the woman being taken away, Ye Lang's expression was also unseen solemn. What was the relationship between this woman and him, and why did she want to assassinate him? These were not his concerns. What he had to face was how to let the Nangong family Some people believe that Ye Lang has changed, and it is because of his ideological enlightenment, not a change of soul.

After such an interruption, everyone lost their mood to go to the market. At this time, Xue Ge sent someone to invite Nangong Lingfeng back, saying that Chang Xiasheng, the young master of the Beggar Clan, had arrived politely.

When Nangong Lingfeng heard that it was Chang Xiasheng, his spirit was shaken, and he ran back excitedly holding Ye Lang's hand.

"Master, slow down!" Xue Ji's voice floated far behind, and when the last word fell, Nangong Lingfeng had disappeared.

Xue Ji stomped his feet fiercely, and glanced at Uncle Zhong. Zhang Zhong seemed to have seen something, and said he had something to do, so he would not go back, so Xue Ji hurriedly chased after him.

Ye Lang was being pulled by Nangong Lingfeng, the oncoming wind was not blowing, but hitting him, like weaving vines.I couldn't open my eyes at all, my breathing was blocked, and I felt suffocated and dizzy.This Nangong Lingfeng is not running, he is flying!Ye Lang had never been so embarrassed before, he couldn't even speak, so he had to adjust his breathing secretly, trying his best to adapt to this "high-speed flight".

"It's here!" Nangong Lingfeng's savior-like voice finally rang in his ears, and Ye Lang didn't care to appreciate how sweet his voice was, so he shook off Nangong Lingfeng's hand and ran to the side, his mind buzzing like It was as if countless people were arguing, and there were bursts of discomfort in the stomach. The food that I ate in the morning had been digested, but there was still something rushing up.Wanting to vomit, but unable to vomit, Ye Lang retched uncomfortably.

This symptom, this symptom...

Thinking back, such symptoms seem to be heard often, as if-"motion sickness"!Then Ye Lang's head was full of black lines, he didn't get carsick, seasick, or planesick, and when he got here, he actually got "lightness kung fu".

Seeing Ye Lang's uncomfortable look, Nangong Lingfeng also felt uncomfortable. While patting Ye Lang's back lightly, he asked softly, "Sir, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling better?"

"Here!" Snow Pigeon came out of the room upon hearing the sound. Seeing Ye Lang's appearance, she offered a rare cup of tea kindly. drank it down.

After drinking the warm and refreshing tea, Ye Lang felt better.