Is this husband an ornament?

Hearing the sound, Jiang Zijing turned his head abruptly, and saw the familiar white little face, which appeared in front of him with a happy face, and walked towards him step by step, the familiar figure was infinitely enlarged in his pupils, his delicate face, and crisp voice were the most real memories he hid in his mind day and night.

"Yang Yang ......" looked at the people who came to him in a daze, and Jiang Zijing's throat was choked, and his reluctance swept the whole heart.

The next moment, the direct action replaced what he was going to say, Jiang Zijing hugged the person who was close at hand, hugged him fiercely, and all the excitement in his heart instantly turned into the most direct motivation in his hand.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Is something wrong? Jiang Weiyang was shocked by his sudden movements, such a Jiang Zijing was something she had never seen before.

"Don't move, Yangyang, don't move, let me hold for a while!" Jiang Zijing firmly imprisoned Jiang Weiyang in his arms with a pair of arms, his soft body filled his empty mind, and his barely spoken voice was a little choked, "He's not good to you, isn't he?" ”

Who is he referring to, Jiang Weiyang naturally knows, what must have happened to Jiang Zijing's sudden performance? Thinking of the emperor's words at the banquet in the afternoon, Jiang Weiyang couldn't help but speak: "Did the emperor order my brother to replace King Chu Xuan and guard the frontier?" ”

"He's not to you, is he?" Jiang Zijing didn't answer her words, but stubbornly wanted to get this answer, although he asked like this, he already had the answer in his heart, "He must be bad to you, he can be rough with you in front of so many people, if no one is here, maybe he will do something!" ”

Feng Junli directly dragged Jiang Weiyang out of the Taihe Hall in front of so many people, then in this Mowang Mansion on weekdays, he really didn't know what he would do, as soon as he thought of this, Jiang Zijing's heart couldn't help but throb, and it hurt for a while......

"Brother, the prince is very good to Yangyang!" Feng Junli is indeed good to her, although her temper is a little weird, and her mouth is a little beaten, but she has not done anything excessive to him after all, Jiang Weiyang is telling the truth, but this truth has become a kind of forbearance in Jiang Zijing's ears.

"Yangyang, you panic!" Jiang Zijing would never believe it, "He is not good to you at all, you go with your brother, go to the frontier with your brother, your brother will take good care of you, let's not stay here, okay?" ”

Today's Jiang Zijing is very strange, his words are very strange, and his emotions are on the verge of collapse.

"Brother, Yang Yang didn't ......" Before the two words of lying were spoken, a crisp voice was heard interrupted.

With a bang, the sound of porcelain falling to the ground rang out, and the voice of Wanxue exclaimed one after another: "Lord Wang?!" “

Following the sound, Jiang Weiyang looked at Feng Junli's handsome face was gloomy as water, like the Dead Sea with the taste of dead silence, a pair of eyes that had always been peachy were bursting with cold stars at the moment, when his eyes touched them, this murderous aura was deepening little by little, until it was intense, and lying at his feet was a large porcelain bowl that was smashed into a casual corpse, it could be seen that this bowl was filled with things before it was smashed, and it could also be seen that this bowl was brought over by Feng Junli himself, Jiang Weiyang's heart was suffocated, could it be ......

"Jiang Zijing let go of Yangyang!" Feng Junli's eyes were full of anger, and the next moment he strode over, and his direct action was to draw the soft sword coiled around his waist.

As soon as his body was loosened, Jiang Weiyang was let go by Jiang Zijing, and when Jiang Weiyang raised his head, the saber on Jiang Zijing's waist was also pulled out, and in an instant, the two men drew their swords and faced each other.

"Evening snow, pull the young lady away!"

Jiang Zijing pointed his sword at Feng Junli and ordered Wanxue to pull Jiang Weiyang away, he couldn't bear it today, the day Jiang Weiyang married the palace, he didn't want to endure it, so he had no choice but to endure it again and again: "Feng Junli, I'm going to take my sister away today!" "Why?" Feng Junli looked at him coldly, his always bewitching and lazy face was extremely cold at the moment, as if he had been piled up into a mountain of ice caves in the sky, and his tone was as neat and powerful as a sword, "The princess of this king, why did you take her away, Jiang Zijing, don't you have that dirty thoughts about Yang Yang in the future, this king doesn't know, how can any brother look at his sister with such eyes, and dare to hug and hug the princess of this king in the Mo Wangfu, is it a decoration to be the husband of this king?" “

Jiang Weiyang was pulled aside by Wanxue, and looked at Feng Junli with straight eyes: "Feng Junli, you are crazy, he is my brother!" "What are you saying, you can use the word dirty, this man's thoughts are really beyond her ability to accept.

"Brother?" Feng Junli glanced at Jiang Weiyang, the sarcasm in the corner of his eyes was intense, and finally turned his gaze to Jiang Zijing, "Have you ever seen an elder brother who hugged his sister so tightly?" Have you ever seen an older brother look at his sister with a look like he was looking at his prey? Jiang Weiyang, are you stupid or do you think the same as your brother, do you want to go with her? “

Feng Junli looked at Jiang Zijing's words but said to Jiang Weiyang, Jiang Weiyang was simply stimulated by his unreasonable words, this man is simply not normal, he can say such things, Jiang Weiyang admitted that she was hit, in his eyes she was such a person!

"Feng Junli, in your eyes, I, Jiang Weiyang, have become so crazy that I can't let my brother go?" Jiang Weiyang shook off Wanxue and grabbed her hand, and walked towards the two people who were tense over there, looking directly at Feng Junli, and the cold words were full of sarcasm, "I thought that after such a long time, the prince still knew me a little, but I didn't expect that I thought too much, he is my brother, the only person in this world who really treats me, in your eyes, it has become so unbearable?" “

Jiang Weiyang walked one step at a time, and then continued to speak, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more ironic under the illumination of the setting sun: "The so-called Buddha sees all living beings as Buddhas, and the devil sees all living beings as demons. Count me on the wrong person! “

Yes, she almost saw the wrong person, and almost thought that he, a seemingly uninhibited and unruly man, was actually a gentleman in his bones, but unfortunately this idea was completely overturned by him before it really landed.

Who made you polite!

Count me on the wrong person, Feng Junli couldn't help but soften his hand, and almost the sword in his hand fell to the ground, looking at Jiang Weiyang fixedly, his originally cold eyes were dyed with a hint of affection.

"Feng Junli, since you can't treat Yang Yang well, I'll take Yang Yang away today!" Jiang Zijing's eyes were stimulated scarlet, and his eyes were dyed with bloodthirsty murderous aura, and he was like this to Yang Yang in front of him, if he was no longer there, Yang Yang really couldn't live this day, except for him, no one in the Jiang family cared about Yang Yang's feelings.

"Jiang Zijing, you are good enough, a married sister wants to take it with you, what kind of heart do you have?" Feng Junli glared at him angrily, and said angrily to the frightened Wanxue on the side, "Don't pull the princess away, if Jiang Zijing wants to take away the princess of this king from the Mo Palace, then he has to ask the sword in the king's hand!" “

"For the sake of Yangyang, don't blame me for being rude!" No matter when, Jiang Zijing always remembers that he is a prince, a good tutor, even if he is hands-on, he will come to such a prelude.

"Who made you polite?" At this time, Feng Junli had obviously lost his mind by Jiang Zi's prosperity, and with a wave of the long sword, he made the first move, and everyone was robbed to his mansion, if he was kind again, then would he still be a man?

As soon as Feng Junli made a move, Jiang Zijing naturally waved his sword out, wanting to do something to Feng Junli has always been a thing, since the emperor decreed that Jiang Weiyang would be married to Feng Junli, he wanted to do it, he also wanted to do it on the day he got married, today is already unbearable, and defeating cowardice starts today!

Jiang Zijing and Feng Junli are both martial arts practitioners, and the swords in their hands are all good swords, looking at the swords and swords in the martial arts drama staged by the two people in front of him, Jiang Weiyang's heart couldn't help but mention his throat, this is not a prop sword, it is a real sword, whoever is injured in front of her is what she doesn't want to see, Jiang Zijing is her brother, naturally needless to say, Feng Junli is a prince, if he is injured, her brother will naturally be punished.

"Stop, don't fight!" Jiang Weiyang roared loudly at the two people who were fighting in the shadow of the sword and sword, "Brother, prince, you all stop, can't you say anything well!" "Why do men like to use powerlessness to solve the problem? This is the case in modern society, and it is also like this in ancient times, when things that can be explained clearly, you have to draw your sword against each other.

The two of them, who were carried away by anger, couldn't hear her words at all, they just cared about fighting, that posture, the moves were neat, and it was clear that they were going to kill each other, Jiang Weiyang didn't expect that Feng Junli's swordsmanship was so born and incorporated, although her brother Jiang Zijing had been practicing swords since childhood, he was not Feng Junli's opponent at all, although he couldn't tell the winner for the time being, but after a long time, after all, he was a defeated general, and it didn't matter if he lost, but Feng Junli was obviously dizzy, in case he was ruthless, he directly took Jiang Zijing's life, That's the end of it.

Seeing that Jiang Zijing was about to be defeated, Feng Junli swung his long sword and stabbed directly at Jiang Zijing, who had retreated half a step......

"Don't ......" Jiang Weiyang roared in a hurry, his movements were more direct than his voice, and he didn't pay attention to the evening snow, Jiang Weiyang rushed over directly, spread his hands in front of Jiang Zijing, and protected Jiang Zijing behind him.

This king is the husband of Yangyang, why go out!

Seeing Jiang Weiyang suddenly jump over, Feng Junli's eyes widened to the extreme, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly withdrew the sword he swung out of his hand, helpless, he was no longer in a hurry......