Chapter 17 The Juvenile System Won't Trick You

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inside the room.

Soon, it fell into silence again, and Liu Yiyi was treating Qin Yi's wound.

Qin Yi smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth, looking at Liu Yiyi who was busy before and after, he felt warm.

However, Qin Yi didn't notice Liu Yiyi's eyes, which fell on him from time to time, complicated and confused.

After two months of buffering, Liu Yiyi still had a hard time accepting her becoming Qin Yi's concubine.

There was even a feeling that she was in a dream.

Which girl does not have spring, which girl does not look forward to?

Looking forward to the future, my husband is so good, standing upright and arrogant.

In Liu Yiyi's mind, her future husband is not to mention the great hero and hero of the mountains and rivers.

At the very least, it must be a martial artist with outstanding military strength, or a literary hero with outstanding literary talent.

And Qin Yi has nothing to do with these two.

After months of observation, Liu Yiyi saw that Qin Yi was not as ignorant as the outside world rumored, but that was all.

If you can't do it in martial arts, you can't do it in writing!

The only thing that can be taken out is the identity of the Ninth Prince.

Besides, Liu Yiyi didn't see from Qin Yi what she imagined her future husband to look like.

Is it really necessary to wait for Qin Yi to be killed, as the outside world guessed, and then remarry someone else.

Liu Yiyi looked at Qin Yi with a complicated expression, her heart was numb.

Reason told her that doing so was the best plan.

However, Liu Yiyi is not the kind of unkind person.

Marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog. This is the way of women.

She is a wife, not to wait to see her husband killed.

And Qin Yi is really different from what he expected, the image of the future husband is too big.

Liu Yiyi was unwilling.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Liu Yiyi's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Qin Yi's confident and open smile, and couldn't help but tremble.

Maybe give him a chance, it's okay!

In the end, Xueer bandaged Qin Yi's wound.

Liu Yiyi took Xueer away, leaving only a gust of fragrance.

From beginning to end, except for the words at the beginning, Qin Yi and the two never communicated too much.

Looking at the backs of Liu Yiyi and the two of them, Qin Yi sighed softly.

The bustling world is for profit, and the bustling world is for profit.

Born in this cruel world, Liu Yiyi was undoubtedly the victim of the interest transaction between him and the Liu family master.

To be honest, he admired this strong woman.

Charming on the outside, but resolute on the inside.

Not any woman can silently bear all this suddenness.

Suddenly married, and married to a famous waste prince.

Even with the persuasion of the old man of the Liu family, all this is not something that an ordinary woman can bear.

Worth mentioning, in the future, I promise you a lifetime of glory!

Qin Yi stood up and took a deep look at the direction Liu Yiyi was leaving.

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martial arts arena.

This is a wide square specially built by Qin Yi in the mansion for his martial arts practice.

A prince who does not fall into a dynasty, even if he is in a downfall, is not something that ordinary people can compare to.

The house at Qin Yi's feet is the best proof.

What's more, Qin Yi is also the nominal city lord and supreme ruler of Yuanjiang City.

A mansion in a prosperous area can also occupy an area that can only be possessed by ordinary four or five mansions.

"call!"

Qin Yi stood quietly in the square, took a deep breath, and at some point held a steel sword in his hand.

Close your eyes.

Recalling the swordsmanship in my mind, Chongxiao swordsmanship.

Chongxiao swordsmanship is divided into nine styles, the most difficult to master is the last three styles, "Flying Star Slash", "Crossing the Sky", "Scarlet Cloud Thousand Miles".

Qin Yi has been practicing Chongxiao swordsmanship for four years, and he has not mastered the last three styles. The difficulty of these three styles is evident.

Immediately, Qin Yi waved the steel sword in his hand, and rushed to the Xiao swordsmanship at his fingertips.

Qin Yi moved his movements, and the steel sword in his hand looked chilling under his dancing.

Qin Yi has practiced the swordsmanship of Chongxiao thousands of times, and the nine-style swordsmanship has long been remembered in his heart.

However, in this practice, the feeling is very different from the previous practice.