After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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With [-] knives on his body, not a single knives will be missing.

The past is still vivid in his mind, but the person in front of him is leaning on the table with his cheeks resting on his arms, his star-like eyes are full of the clarity of a teenager.

After reading countless people, they saw another Su Yangjiao from those eyes.

He stroked the Buddha beads secretly, and couldn't help sighing, all Buddhas can save the wicked, so it seems that the only one who can save the wicked is the wicked himself.

As if suddenly comprehending some profound meaning of Buddhism, Zhishi stood up and bid farewell to the honored guest.

"If the fourth prince needs anything, just ask my disciple for no reason." The abbot put his palms together and stepped aside, revealing the young monk behind him.

Out of politeness, Su Yangjiao raised his eyes and greeted the monk with an unprovoked moniker. As soon as his eyes met, his brows frowned unconsciously.

"Master Wuduan, have we met before?" Su Yangjiao held the teacup in his hand and turned it around.

"I haven't met the benefactor." The monk bowed slightly, clasping his hands in front of him.

"Two years ago, I came to Zhenguo Temple with the princes to pray for the country. I ate vegetarian food and worshiped the Buddha for seven days. Haven't I met my master?" He narrowed his long eyes slightly, and the air was full of disturbing and dangerous smell.

"I entered the temple a year ago for no reason, so I have never seen the fourth prince."

Su Yangjiao nodded lightly, and smiled very lightly, "I remember wrongly, Master Wudu should step down first, if necessary, I will let my servant call you."

The monk bowed devoutly and exited the door after a reply, and Wu Mo walked in with some wine and vegetables the next moment.

Wei Nan smelled the smell, frowned, and asked: "This is a temple, where is the wine and meat?"

Wu Mo put the food on the table, and replied with a cheerful smile: "It was ordered by the abbot master, saying that our fourth prince is a distinguished guest, and he didn't come to the temple to fast, so there is no need to respect the rules of the temple. So let the little one go to the village below to buy some wine, meat and food."

Su Yangjiao swept between the meals, and then said to Wu Mo: "Take these meat and vegetables away, and keep this pot of wine. In the pure land of Buddhism, even if the abbot doesn't care about it, we should abide by the rules and precepts."

Wu Mo put two meat and vegetables into the wooden plate while answering, and when he got up to leave, he heard Su Yangjiao say from behind: "Call Song Yang in, I have something to ask him."

Su Yangjiao poured himself a glass of wine, took it up his nose and smelled it, and said with a smile: "The wine is really good, do you want to drink some too?"

"You also know that you must abide by the rules and regulations. Isn't drinking alcohol a violation of the rules?" He asked back, touched the jug along the outline, poured himself a glass, looked at Su Yangjiao's direction with empty eyes, and suddenly asked: "You think that monk looks familiar?"

"I've definitely never seen him before." Su Yangjiao thought about the man's appearance and continued, "However, I think he is very familiar, especially his jaw. I must have seen the exact same jaw. .”

"Jaw?" Wei Nanxun couldn't figure out the reason, and said, "There should be many people with the same jaw."

Without any warning, a smooth and slender hand suddenly reached Wei Nanxun's jaw, along his jawbone from the earlobe to the tip of the chin, the hand stopped without knowing the height of the sky, and saw Su Yang Jie smiled and replied: "Actually, everyone's jaw line is different. It has something to do with everyone's bones. Even if a person gets fatter and the jaw line disappears, the outline will not change unless... "

"Unless what?" Wei Nan scratched his face with Xun Ren's hand, feeling an inexplicable enjoyment in the itching.

"Unless it's bone cutting." Su Yangjiao shivered and withdrew his hand.

Before wearing a book, he was forced by his mother to learn art, so that drawing almost became a tool for him to decompress. Drawing the structure of the human body is drawing bones. He has drawn various jaws.

So as soon as Wu Yuan appeared, he felt inexplicably familiar, even though he was sure that he had never seen this person before.

"Yi Rong." Wei Nanxun lowered his eyes, and let out a cold voice from his lips.

The doubts in Su Yangjiao's heart suddenly became clear, and more and more answers appeared in front of his eyes. He knew which face was behind the skin.

"So it's hidden here."

His face was gloomy, and he squeezed the wine glass in his hand to creak, thinking about the corpse that had puzzled him for a long time, thinking about his aggrieved state of mind that night, thinking about Su Yunjie's convincing words, thinking about those almost The despicable means that almost killed him.

"Who wants to kill me?" As the truth is about to come out, a question arises. Is Su Ningyan really the only one who wants to kill him?

Wei Nanxun took a sip of the wine, turned his head slightly, and said, "Su Ningyan or Su Yunming?"

Hearing that name, Su Yangjiao's body trembled slightly, he thought for a long time before shaking his head, and said: "It won't be the second brother's, he won't harm me, he is my real brother, a direct relative of the same father and mother elder brother."

Wei Nanxun let out a cold snort, and a bit of frost hung on his already cold face. He first took a deep breath, then laughed, and said in a dark tone, "Will my brother not harm you? If my brother doesn't If I would harm my younger brother, why would I come to your Jiang country as a hostage?"

Su Yangjiao looked at Wei Nanxun, trying to find a different kind of emotion from those dark eyes, but found that there was only hatred in his eyes, deep hatred.His eyes turned red unconsciously, and even his voice was a little choked up: "Actually, I never knew how you could become a hostage because you are so skilled and have soldiers by your side."

"Because I used to be like you, I believed in my dear brother, my good brother would not hurt me, I believe there is something called brotherhood between us.

So when he sent a secret letter to Jialing Pass, saying that the royal father was seriously ill and that there was a change in the capital, and he wanted me to bring the troops back to Sangqianchuan, I believed it and took my subordinates back to the capital.

However, when I walked [-] li away from the gate of the capital city with my Jialingguan Tuqi, we were suddenly surrounded by the forbidden army, and they said that I brought the Jialingguan Tuqi to plot against us..." The more he spoke, the softer his voice became. He choked up, and at the end he almost gritted his teeth and exhausted all his strength, "The [-] cavalrymen, the [-] soldiers who have been with me for three years, were all besieged by the imperial army. I watched them fall in a pool of blood one by one. Watching them try their best to protect me even with their last ounce of strength, watching the [-] fresh lives that selflessly dedicated to guarding the border for Jingguo fall into the mud one by one. "

Two lines of tears slid down his face, fell all over the white plain clothes, and turned into flowers.

Su Yang's chest was suffocated. He never knew that Wei Nanxun had so much hatred in his heart. He couldn't even imagine the scene where 2 people died in front of him like this, one by one. How much I hate, how unwilling...

However, Wei Nanxun, who stood by and watched all this happened, was helpless. What kind of mood should it be, what kind of grief, how heart-piercing.

That's why he is so indifferent now, without any emotional fluctuations.All emotions were exhausted in that tragic incident, probably he will never have any emotions again.

In the quiet living room, two people sat facing each other, only sadness flowing slowly.

Su Yang got up, walked to Wei Nanxun's side, hugged his head gently, and comforted him in a low voice: "We will avenge them, and we will not let those soldiers die unjustly."

"One day, when I return to Jingguo, I will stab him with [-] knives, not a single knives will be lost."

Wei Nanxun buried his face in Su Yangjiao's chest, and rubbed all the grievance that he didn't want to explain to outsiders onto his clothes.

Su Yangjiao stood there like that, hugged him and stood silently for a moment, "Okay, [-] dollars."

After a long silence, Wei Nanxun slowly pulled away from the past, as if he had finally regained his senses, and he gradually forced the scenes of blood and flesh into other places, and his empty eyes gradually converged. Some gods felt that he had lost his composure, he pulled out of Su Yangjiao's chest, resumed his cold look, straightened his hair bun, and then said to the door: "You guys come in. "

Song Yang and Yin Chuan walked in one after the other, both of them had red eyes, especially Song Yang, the eight-foot man with Yanhuan Leopard Eyes still had unwiped tears on his chin.

Wei Nanxun was silent for a while, looking for Su Yangjiao's eyes, said: "Actually, Song Yang is me..."

"I know." Su Yangjiao smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe the remaining tears from the corners of Wei Nanxun's eyes, and said, "He is a Tuqi from Jialing Pass, although I don't know how he survived, I can probably guess I followed you all the way to Shengjing, and then I heard that you entered Huawu Mansion, so I managed to follow you in."

Su Yangjie spoke slowly, he stretched out his hand to hook the jug on the table, filled an empty glass with wine, handed it to Song Yang with both hands, and said: "I knew your identity from the first time I saw you , I respect you for this glass of wine, and respect the [-] soldiers guarding the border of Jingguo."

Song Yang stretched out his hand tremblingly, took the wine glass, and looked down at him with surprise, which gradually turned into a trace of respect, and he said in a low voice: "The fourth prince has always known, so you gave it to me on purpose. Is there a chance for me to get close to His Highness?"

Su Yangjiao put the wine glass into his palm, raised his eyes, and said, "Exactly."

"I also know that you have been passing the news of the hidden stake to your Highness."