agent queen is too wild

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wushuang was shocked and jumped out of bed.

Tang Shaoyuan's expression tightened, and he asked gropingly, "Wushuang, what's wrong with Prince Anran?"

An Ran held Wu Shuang's hand tightly, and said silently with her lips: "Help me into the house."

Wushuang was taken aback, and hurried forward to grab An Ran's hand, and shouted: "Go, go into the room and sleep."

Tang Shaoyuan raised his voice and said: "Come here, help Prince Anran go back to his room to rest."

Wushuang supported An Ran and turned his head and said, "Tang Shaoyuan, you should go and recover from your injuries. I will take care of you, brother."

A smile appeared on Shaoyuan's handsome face, "Okay, you should also pay attention to your body!"

It took a lot of effort to move An Ran to the bed, Wushuang covered him with a quilt panting, and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly saw a faint dark red stain on An Ran's brocade clothes, and a bloody smell came to his nostrils .

Wushuang's heart jumped suddenly, as if being stabbed by a needle, and it hurt inexplicably.Wushuang's hands were almost trembling, and he stretched out slowly, pulling off the collar of An Ran's neck.It's just as if a huge boulder hit his back fiercely,

The sword wound was like a fire burning to the fingertips in an instant, Wushuang retreated suddenly, staggered and fell to the ground.Suddenly, it felt like a huge tornado storm swept her whole body.

"Brother, who hurt this?" An uncontrollable anger suddenly raged, Wushuang stood up abruptly, pulled out the dagger in his boots, and said coldly, "I'll kill her!"

"Wushuang," a look of pain flashed across An Ran's face, she grabbed Wushuang's wrist tightly, frowned uncomfortably, and murmured, "Don't go..."

Wushuang suddenly felt so sad. She felt as if someone had stabbed her chest severely. What was this man who looked bright and bright going through? The palace compound can't get a trace of warmth, and the whole world is almost against him. When he is trekking alone and trying his best to stand up, there is a trustworthy person by his side. ?

"Brother—" Wushuang's voice choked slightly, and a tear slipped down quietly.

Finally, a trace of panic appeared on An Ran's face, which was always indifferent to emotions and anger. He lifted himself up with great effort, trying to raise his head from the bed, but before he could raise his body, he fell down with a bang, and An Ran nervously touched the bed. Touching Wushuang's cheek, he said in a panic, "Wushuang, are you crying for me?"

Wushuang pursed the corners of her mouth, unable to make a sound, as if she had been greatly wronged, tears rolled down like broken beads.

"Wushuang," An Ran hurriedly grabbed Wushuang's hand, trying to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Brother!" Wushuang's eyes became hot, another tear fell, and the dagger fell to the ground with a bang.

In this troubled world, who can live a stable and happy life, even the princes and nobles, apart from having a brighter appearance than ordinary people, actually live in more pain.

Because what they want is too much, and what they want is also what others want!

An inexplicable maternal instinct arises spontaneously, and Wushuang tightly hugs An Ran, who is as restless as a child. An Ran suddenly feels like being shocked by an electric shock, and great ecstasy and happiness well up in her heart.It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded on top of his head, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, this dream would be dispelled.

The fragrance of hundreds of flowers lingered in his nostrils, but his soft body contained great strength, which made all the pain and tiredness he had suffered disappear in an instant.Because this is the first intimate contact between them as adults!

"An Ran, who hurt you, I'm going to kill him!" Wu Shuang's voice, which was as soft as drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, suddenly became cold, like ice crystals on the eaves in winter, shining sharply.

An Ran smiled and shook her head, before finding out, he would not act lightly, nor would he put her in deep danger.

He has always believed that war and conspiracy are men's business. Even if two men are fighting for a woman, both sides will maintain a mutual understanding, that is, to prevent the beloved woman from being involved in the bloody storm.

"Wushuang, I'm really happy that you do this for me!" An Ran was as gentle as jade, gently stroking Wu Shuang's soft and smooth long hair, and sighed happily.

At this moment, this picture-perfect man is not the ruthless Night God of War, nor the indifferent Prince Xichu, but just a happy man.

"You don't need to worry about me. There are some things you can help, and some things you can't help. Taking good care of your body is the greatest help you can give me, okay?" Wushuang's nose became sour again. An Ran, she always has the urge to cry, like a little girl who has been wronged, who endures every possible way outside, and suddenly sees her relatives, she has to cry a lot to express her inner fear and grievance.

An Ran's complexion was not good, she had a slight fever, and looked tired. After Wu Shuang fell asleep, she frowned slightly, and turned to look for the doctor in Nanjiang.

Wushuang carefully examined the so-called 'healing the dead' potion that the doctor in Nanjiang said, with a faint smile on his lips.

This potion was actually the predecessor of modern penicillin!

It's just that the process of their preservation and fermentation is not very strict, so there are occasional cases of bacteria intruding and destroying people who drink this water, but after her transformation, it is believed that this bacterial liquid will greatly improve the efficacy and safety.

Penicillin was a scarce item during the war years. We must know that many countries failed in wars not because of poor tactics, but because of too many casualties. If this kind of penicillin is refined properly, it will definitely add wings to this country.

After forming the idea in his heart for a short time, Wushuang happily took a jar of vaccines and turned around to leave.

Doctor Nanjiang hurriedly said: "Miss Cheng, this ginseng soup was collected by that young master from the deep mountains. You can drink it before leaving."

What?It turned out that An Ran was injured because she was picking ginseng for herself?

Filled with gratitude, Wushuang took the ginseng soup and drank it down in one gulp, and brought another bowl to An Ran.

After taking the penicillin bacteria solution and ginseng soup, An Ran's injury healed extremely well, coupled with his strong body, he was able to walk around soon.

After these few days of contact, Shibasha's opponent Cheng Wushuang is obviously different from others. As long as she orders things, she can quickly complete them in a short time.

On this day, Wushuang grabbed a young killer with an expressionless face to make things happen.

Strict training has made the young killer no longer know how to communicate normally with others, and his face looks like he is not close to strangers, as if his facial smile muscles have been pulled out.

Wushuang didn't blame him for this, because in the agent assassination training she participated in, many people had more cruel experiences than him, and they were simply professional killing machines.

Because no matter in peacetime or wartime, assassination and secret agents are tools for a country to maintain peace and stability that cannot be made public.

From the mouth of this young killer, Wushuang heard about An Ran. In just a few years, An Ran had been assassinated more than 40 times, and more than ten times he was struggling on the verge of life and death.

On average, there will be one or two killer sneak attacks every month, but An Ran has escaped death. This batch of eighteen kills is already the third replacement, because the previous killers all died while defending An Ran.

During his establishment of the crown prince, he was proposed by the courtiers to abolish the crown prince more than 20 times. The three times of abolition were all under the control of the emperor Xichu, that is, his father. courtiers.In short, he is just a chess piece, and a chess piece that is controlled by someone and is in a dangerous situation.

All these things turned better because he married Wei Zifu, the daughter of the general Wei Zhugan in the court. At least, no one dared to interfere with him and abolish him.

After listening to the short description for a few minutes, Wushuang was already so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

He is only 24 years old, it is the youthful time of life, it is the age when Wuling was young, Jin Shidong, a silver saddle and a white horse riding the spring breeze, wandering where the flowers are falling, laughing into the orchid wine shop, such a reckless age.

So young, almost brutally young, for the weight of the burden he was about to face.

Wushuang sighed deeply, feeling sorry for An Ran, brother, wait for me for three years, when I avenge myself and get back what Tang Shaoyuan should have, I will accompany you.

This road of hegemony, this bloody deep palace, I will accompany you through it.

Tang Shaoyuan's eyes can already be removed from the gauze, the newly grown hair is still as beautiful as his own, the monster is like a water plant, and the skin on the back has grown new flesh.

It seems that the farewell, which no one has mentioned, has to be mentioned.

After all, this is the southern border with poor mountains and bad waters. It is humid, cold, poisonous insects and miasmas are rampant. Brewers and beastmen are everywhere. No matter how powerful your force is, you will still be caught.

After all, this is Tang Shaoyuan's territory, and Cheng Anran has to leave even though he is the crown prince.

Coupled with Feige's message, the father has become suspicious, and he has to leave.

However, he wanted to take Wushuang with him.

Yeyue glowed coldly with a blue light. In the back garden, two people, one red and one white, were talking to the moon.

"Prince Tang, don't go too far. It's better to do less of the tricks of the villain behind the back." An Ran lowered her eyebrows, her eyes flashed, her words were as cold as a blade.

"Prince Chu was just joking. How could this prince do such trivial things? I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding. How can this prince be like some people who stand on the sidelines in critical moments and try to kill people with a knife!" Shaoyuan pursed his red lips lightly, Feng Eyes lightly raised, full of charm, and the counterattack was crisp and sharp.

The two turned their heads and stared at each other.

After a long time, he snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain for the other party.

"Prince Tang is really joking."

"Prince Chu is more polite."

"You and I are each other." The two said together.

An Ran's eyes turned cold: "Don't get involved in Wushuang, or don't blame my army for suppressing the situation."

Shaoyuan's face turned cold: "I'm afraid you can't help it. If you have the ability, let her go with you."

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