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Li Wanshu noticed the direction Qu Changyi was looking at, but he was not too close to Luo Xingyun, so he only had time to shout: "Ayun!"

At this moment, Qu Changyi had already lifted his feet and flew away, Luo Xingyun had no way to avoid it, and Yingyue went up to him with a shake of his hands.

The long sword wound up, the sword energy was extremely sharp, and the speed at which he swung the sword left only afterimages in the air. He had no internal strength but insisted on relying on his strange footwork and swordsmanship that few people could match to beat Qu Changyi. After more than thirty strokes.

But all this happened in the blink of an eye, Luo Xingyun had already started to sweat coldly on his forehead, he was just stubbornly resisting and delaying for a while.Suddenly he reached the defensive line between the two with one hand, luring Qu Changyi to approach step by step, he saw the right moment and turned sideways, lowered his waist to avoid the opponent's palm, swung the sword with his left hand, and brought a bloody flower on the latter's chest .

Qu Changyi gritted his teeth, turned around and grabbed Luo Xingyun, slapped the latter's arm to make Yingyue fly away, and suddenly pinched the latter's neck with his other hand, and laughed wildly: "You... .Why can you be the young leader?! Hahahaha! Now that old bastard is dead! The position of leader is mine! It can only be mine!!”

Li Wanshu had already arrived at this time, his fingers on his right hand curled up, his inner strength was condensed in the palm, and a slender silver needle was placed in the middle at some point, he slapped Qu Changyi's back at the heart position, but that The silver needle was resisted by a force, unable to penetrate half of that guy's body!

"...Hmm!" Luo Xingyun was pinched by the neck, he could only make a little gasp, and the look in his eyes began to fade away little by little.

"Qu Changyi!!" Li Wanshu's face turned pale, he grabbed Qu Changyi's neck with one hand, and the internal force of his right hand was still stalemate.

In this race against time, a hand suddenly stuck to Li Wanshu's back, and then the surging internal force came, and the silver needle in his hand trembled all over, and was finally pierced into Qu Changyi's body by a burst of thrust .

The silver needle was inserted into the body, two shocking lines of blood flowed from the corners of Qu Changyi's eyes, his pupils rolled up, and he finally relaxed the strength in his hands, allowing himself to fall to the ground.

Luo Xingyun's legs went limp, and before his knees touched the ground, he was almost grabbed. He coughed violently for a while, and then began to inhale as hard as he could.

"Ah Yun? How are you?" Luo Xingyun was a little dizzy from the breath, unable to say a word, just listened to Li Wanshu's soft call, and nodded indiscriminately.

The leader of the cult leader, Chang Yi, died, and the rest of the cult members would not be happy. This time, it wasn’t just the Jianghu people who wiped them all out. After a while, the government also sent people to take the cult members away, but the Rongcang Sect was Destined to be kicked out of eight doors.

Not to mention how long Li Wanshu's life-and-death battle will become the talk of the people in the Jianghu, after Luo Xingyun recovered, what he heard was a few old men standing around him and talking.

"Young Xia Luo...is he alright? Do you want to see a doctor?" Su Tianyi was worried.

"This little brat's life is very tough, and he's not a big girl. If you pinch him, he won't die. Seeing how heartless he is usually, he will be fine after a night of sleep." It's Wei Li.

"...Hmm." There was nothing to say, Fuqi was the one who didn't comment.

Luo Xingyun frowned helplessly and glanced at the surrounding people, and suddenly found that there was another person in front of him, that person was dressed in neat white clothes, and his gestures and gestures showed the calm demeanor of a royal relative, it was the third prince, Mu Zhongyu.

He was wondering what the people in the palace were doing, when he heard Li Wanshu's voice beside him saying softly and politely: "Thank you, Third Prince, for your rescue."

"There is no need to be too polite." Mu Zhongyu said, "I just listened to the emperor's order to cooperate with Dali Temple Secretary to find out the hidden members of the cult in this eight martial arts competition. Since Mr. Luo is fine, I will leave first."

Mu Zhongyu had already opened his legs, but there was a sudden sound of breaking wind from behind. He stretched out his hand and held the flying object in his hand. Also engraved with the word "Celebration".

In Li Wanshu at the back, I saw him turn his head back, revealing a somewhat unpredictable smile: "Give him this thing, but remember what you promised me, I just want to live a life of comfort."

Mu Zhongyu glanced at him, then nodded, turned and left.

Only after Li Wanshu breathed a sigh of relief, Luo Xingyun turned his head to look at him: "You, ahem, gave him the soldier talisman?"

"If you don't give it to him, how can the two of us travel around in peace in the future?" Li Wanshu smiled, his eyes fell on Luo Xingyun's already flushed neck, and he frowned immediately, "Tsk, that bastard pinched so badly Really hard, it seems that this bruise is hard to disappear in a short time."

Luo Xingyun said very disapprovingly: "What does it matter if I am a big man, and I don't ask any girl to take a fancy to it."

Li Wanshu stared at the five fingerprints and fell into thought, muttering to himself: "It looks unpleasant, how about covering it with something else?"

Luo Xingyun looked at him suspiciously, the corner of Li Wanshu's mouth suddenly curled up, as if he had some bad idea.

Three days later, Ruo's house was decorated with lanterns and festoons, the Chinese characters "Double Happiness" were pasted in the center of the hall, and a pair of red candles illuminated the whole house to celebrate.The banquet tables in the hall were connected one by one, and congratulatory voices filled my ears.

Ruo Fang sat at the main seat in the hall, and couldn't help but smile when he saw the room full of red. He was very busy with the people who came to congratulate him one after another. Compared with him, the most idle person today was probably... the bridegroom.

The groom, who was dressed in a big red robe, came back and was looking at his own clothes in the courtyard, looking uncomfortable, but beside him was Luo Xingyun who took the opportunity to make fun of him.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be good in red. You look good. Today is your big day. When you go in later, don't make a face for Master Ruo and the guests." Luo Xingyun sat in the yard swaggeringly. On the stone bench, holding a wine glass in one hand, he poured wine into his mouth endlessly. Before the banquet started, the wine was drunk first.

When Fu Qi heard this, he felt the same thing in his heart. Thinking that the auspicious time was coming, he also became a little nervous, and suddenly stood still.

Luo Xingyun just took a sip of wine, saw that Fuqi's back was facing him, so he couldn't help but stand up and turn his head to look, but when he tilted his head, he saw the stern-faced guy frowned slightly, his eyes were piercing, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time , That kind of weird feeling is definitely not something that ordinary people can express in words.

"Cough, cough, cough! I said... are you practicing laughing?" Luo Xingyun held the wine glass and said cautiously, "Don't, you better stop laughing. You will be kicked out of Ruo's gate by the owner of Ruo's house in a while. alright..."

Fu Qi raised his eyes, and gave Luo, who was smiling and watching enough, a cold look.

The mean-spirited Luo seemed to be about to laugh at Fu Qi, but after hearing the "Ayun" that was not far or near, he immediately threw the cup in his hand into the grass, and the expression on his face As soon as he closed it, he put on a calm demeanor, and walked outside in a casual manner.

It was Li Wanshu who came with a smile on his face. He first said to Fuqi who was not far away: "The auspicious time is coming, and the groom's official should pass by. Everyone is waiting."

Fu Qi hurriedly straightened his sleeves, raised his feet and walked towards Li Wanshu's direction, just passing by Luo Xingyun who was walking very slowly in front of him, the latter raised his eyebrows when he saw the bright red, Without squinting, he prepared to follow the past to watch the excitement, but unfortunately he was grabbed by Li Wanshu before he walked a few steps.

Luo Xingyun's plan to take the opportunity to slip away failed, and he still looked back at Li Wanshu calmly, even with a bit of just-right doubt in his eyes.

Li Wanshu's smile deepened, and he said directly: "Has Ah Yun drank alcohol? Didn't you and I agree that we can only drink one pot a day?"

Luo Xingyun gave him a blank look, and walked straight forward. The next moment, his collar was grabbed by someone, his mouth was covered with softness, and when he left, he felt a little wet.

"Tsk, at least 17 years of Nurhong, the evidence is conclusive." Li Wanshu licked his lower lip, with an ambiguous smile, "If you drink again at the banquet later, don't blame me for being rude."

Luo Xingyun was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "If you have the ability to fight with me fairly and justly, tonight we'll make a difference, don't even think about your neck, I only allow bruises!"

After Li Wanshu heard the last sentence, his black eyes showed a little danger, and he smiled for a while: "Okay, it's a deal."

There was another exit not far behind the two of them, and Su Yuehua, who happened to be coming to find the bridegroom officer, listened to and watched the whole process verbatim, blushed, covered her mouth and ran away.

"The auspicious time has come!" Accompanied by Li Changchang's long cry, a couple of newlyweds walked into the hall under the congratulations of everyone, red silk and satin everywhere, the ceremony knot in their hands, and a person who was also walking quietly beside them. The smudge is flat but has a feeling of peace of mind.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The newcomers both knelt down, Luo Xingyun looked at the face of his former classmate who had softened a lot, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, there was a touch of relief in the light color.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Ruofang, who was sitting on the main seat, changed from his usual calmness, showing a little complicated expression, and still couldn't help but say yes.

"Bye husband and wife!"

Fu Qi lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down to bow, looking up at the woman opposite him, he didn't need to lift the red cloth to know that Ruo Qing must be smiling.He never thought that he would be able to find someone to live the rest of his life in peace and stability like ordinary people, and grow old with him.

Luo Xingyun was watching with great interest, when suddenly someone beside him grabbed his hand, and under the cover of a wide sleeve robe, his fingers intertwined, the one who took advantage of the opportunity whispered in his ear: "Ah Yun also wants to Want to get married?"

"What kind of marriage? It's agreed to a showdown." Luo Xingyun said without squinting, very puzzled, and completely destroyed the ambiguous atmosphere with one word.

"Enter the bridal chamber!"

Surrounded by the crowd, the two newcomers left the hall, but the two who had been standing in the corner of the hall to watch the ceremony, bickering and quarreling by the way, had disappeared.

There was a sound of horseshoes from the pipe, a carriage passed by quickly, kicking up a trail of dust, the curtain by the window was suddenly lifted by a corner, and an iron fan stretched out.

Sitting in the carriage, Luo Xingyun looked vigilantly at the harmless hypocrite sitting next to him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why did you go to Beijing overnight to go to Lifu?"

"It's almost here, don't worry." Li Wanshu glanced out the window, and spread out the broken bone fan: "Why, Ayun doesn't even have the guts to go home with me?"

Luo Xingyun wisely chose to keep his mouth shut, he couldn't say no to this person, so he might as well save his energy and see the tricks, so he simply leaned his back against the side of the sedan chair, turned his head and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

They walked this way for more than two hours, and when they arrived at the Li Mansion, it was already late at night, and the servants of the Li Mansion had all rested. No one knew that the Second Young Master, who hadn't been home for many years, had returned and skillfully climbed over the wall.

"Did you leave something behind in Li Mansion? Come back in the middle of the night..." Luo Xingyun followed Li Wanshu to the gate of Ningqing hall and stopped, then suddenly sniffed, "Why is there a smell... .”

"Hush." ​​Li Wanshu raised a finger to his lips, and slowly pushed the door open under Luo Xingyun's gaze.

In an instant, a gust of wind rushed towards the face with the overflowing fragrance of flowers and wine, and countless small things like snowflakes were floating in bits and pieces.

In the center of the courtyard is a flowering tree, among the slender branches are clusters of small light yellow flowers, and the petals are flying all over the sky with a refreshing fragrance.Luo Xingyun blinked, raised his feet and walked in.

Standing beside him, Li Wanshu looked up at the clusters of flowers on the tree together with him, and asked softly, "How about we compete here?"

Luo Xingyun changed his words at this moment: "At this time, the flowers are under the moon, the breeze is blowing, and the smell of wine is intoxicating. Why do you still have the intention to fight? What about the 20-year-old daughter's red that you said you would buy me last time?"

Li Wanshu calmly brought up the altar of wine that had already been prepared, and the two of them really sat at a stone table under the low tree and drank one glass after another. The two of them will definitely not drink too much, for example, Luo Xingyun, who is completely addicted to wine at the moment, starts to listen to Li Wanshu about the origin of this altar of girl red.

"This jar of wine was left by my current father's concubine. Originally, it was the wedding wine she buried in advance for the daughter who was born later. Unfortunately, the child was stillborn. She dared not tell the truth. I had no choice but to go back to my mother’s house and find a child who had no father or mother to replace me, and at that time I was brought here by the palace lady, and my identity was suitable, so I pretended to be her son.”

Li Wanshu took a sip of wine and continued: "She treats me as her own son, even though it's only been a few years, I also recognize her as my mother."

"Then you felt mother's love for once." Luo Xingyun looked at the cold moon, his light-colored eyes became a little blurred, "This life, it's not too bad."

Li Wanshu leaned closer, and said with a smile: "This is obviously the girl's wedding wine. Now the girl doesn't have one, but the son has one. You drink this wine, and you take the dowry. Should you allow me to have one?" Are you married?"

Luo Xingyun looked at him sideways, raised his flying eyebrows, narrowed his eyes slightly, and curved his thin lips into a smirk: "Master Li, you mean that I want to marry you?"

Immediately, the hypocrite dishonestly touched the other person's back with one hand: "I can't ask for it."

"Okay!" Luo Xingyun was probably really a little drunk, and he answered this very straightforwardly, and leaned over to rub Li Wanshu's face, "Then from now on, you will be my man Now, you must abide by the three obediences and four virtues both externally and internally..."

But before he finished speaking, the hand around his waist tightened, and in a blink of an eye, they had already stopped at the door of the room. Li Wanshu pushed them away and pulled them in. The two stumbled in the dark Got to the bed.

Luo Xingyun was completely laid down on the bed, and only then did he feel that something was wrong, so he pushed Li Wanshu who had already started to put his hand into his clothes, and said: "Wait a minute..."

"No." Li Wanshu bit his neck, which he had been peeping at for a long time, and resolutely rejected all the drunkard's demands, "Now I am yours, you don't need to have a kiss, but the wedding night is a must. "

There was no light in the room, but as the night deepened, the moonlight outside the window sneaked in at some unknown time, and there were faintly forbearance murmurs and some even more untimely curses in the huge space.

"I...fuck your mother... Li, Wan, Shu..." The hair on Luo Xingyun's forehead was already wet with sweat, he gritted his teeth and just cursed, then he pursed his lips tightly There was a short gasp.

"Pain?" The words on the mouth of the person who was scolded seemed to be worried, but the movements under him did not slow down, he just moved his mouth close to Luo Xingyun's ear, and said in a low and equally unsteady voice: "Don't bear it." , if it hurts...just bite me."

Luo Xingyun immediately opened his mouth and gnawed at the guy's shoulder, but he didn't dare to bite hard when the meat reached his mouth, so he could only grab the man's arm to distract himself.

During the countless times of passive bumps, Luo Xingyun began to regret that he was seduced by a jar of wine just now.

But what he didn't know was that after he was so tired that he fell asleep, Li Wanshu lay beside him, looked at him for a long time under the moonlight, and even stretched out his fingers to trace his outline over and over again , and finally clasped his hand before falling asleep contentedly.

He has gone through too many twists and turns, and what he is looking for is only this person.

Fortunately, they didn't miss it.

(End of the article)

The author has something to say: This article is over~~ (there is also a small side story that neither of the protagonists know) Actually, the last sentence is what I added later. This sentence is what I wrote in the postscript. It should have been Fortunately, I didn't let them miss it.Because I have never written such a long article, I do not know how many times I thought about it and slipped away after brain addiction, but every time I saw that we were still struggling on the verge of life and death... I couldn't bear it, so I stumbled along the way. persevere until the end.Thank you very much for reading their stories and the mines you dropped, especially Comrade Qing Mubai and Comrade Misaki. Thank you for your persistence in leaving footprints in each chapter. Maybe we can see you in the next article~~= v=

☆, Fanwai: The reason why the prince practiced martial arts

This incident happened at the age of five or six, which both of them had forgotten due to the lapse of many years.

At that time, the Qing Kingdom had a vast territory and had dominated the Central Plains for many years, but Huli, who was close to it, could not be underestimated. He harassed and harassed other countries' borders every day, but he never sent troops on a large scale.

Qingguo and Muguo, which is a little farther away, were both harassed by the scoundrel Huli, and at the same time, they were also worried about what happened, so Qingguo, as a big country, first invited Muguo, suggesting that they could set a plan to fight against Huli. The next secret covenant.

As for the Qigu tribe, who had a close relationship with the Qing Kingdom, they naturally agreed to send envoys to negotiate.

This day is the day when the envoys from the two countries arrive.

A group of people slowly entered the gate of the palace outside the resplendent imperial city. The swaying sedan chair stopped in front of the court hall, followed by a group of people.

The one who got out of the sedan chair first was the one who arrived later. This man was a strong middle-aged man with a pair of thick eyebrows and black and white eyes, making him very capable. He straightened his sleeves but did not leave first. Instead, he looked at the dark sedan chair beside him.

At this moment, a person finally came down from the dark-colored sedan chair, but this person was a woman, with a rather striking beauty, with peach blossom eyes shining under a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows, and thin lips like cinnabar smudged , the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he evoked a unique coolness.

This woman was dressed differently, so she must be an envoy from the Qigu tribe. The envoy from the Mu country first bowed his hands and saluted: "Shi Ziyu, the envoy of the Mu country, has met the Qigu envoy."

The woman looked at Shi Ziyu and returned the salute: "Qigu Messenger An Wanqing, I have seen Mu Messenger."

But after the two finished their salutes, there was another person on An Wanqing's sedan chair who lifted the curtain. The former's gaze was much softer, and the person who stretched out his hand and ran out was just a child.

"Mother." The voice was sticky that is unique to children of this age, but this little guy looks very similar to An Wanqing.

An Wanqing bent down slightly, and said softly to the son who was not as tall as her waist: "Ah Yun, this is inside the Palace of the Qing Dynasty. After a while, my mother will go to face the saint. Do you know that you should stay outside obediently? When you meet someone who asks you, Answer well."

Ayun nodded obediently.

At this time, the public standing outside the court hall said publicly: "The envoys of the Mu Kingdom and the Qigu envoys are invited to have an audience!"

An Wanqing raised his foot and gently patted his son's head before entering the palace.

In the corner of the imperial garden at this time, there is not only an unforgettable beautiful scenery, but also a group of ministers' children laughing and joking, and the immature laughter spread throughout the garden.

Most of them were sent into the palace by the ministers of the DPRK and China, so that they could establish a good relationship with some people in the palace since they were young. Of course, most of the people here probably came here for the young prince.

However, although the prince is young, he has the appearance of a young adult. He studies with his master all day long, and rarely wanders in the imperial garden alone.

Today, the prince was going to spend the whole day holding the book as usual, but before he touched the book, he was kicked out by another father besides his father, saying that he is always in the study, what a shame! The bullshit reason that they have to grow together with the stool was kicked out of the Imperial Garden.

The little prince stood behind a tree in the imperial garden with his hands behind his back, and looked at a group of peers in the garden who were "playing with things and losing their minds" from a distance, and sighed very maturely.

It's not that he doesn't understand what his father and father mean, they just hope that he can communicate more with the children of those ministers' families, so that he will have someone behind him to support him in what he does in the future.

But this group of people is so boring that he has nothing to say. To paraphrase a sentence in the book...what is it called?

By the way, called Dui Niu to play the piano.

The prince, who thinks he has escaped from playing with mud and flying bamboo dragonflies, and is more knowledgeable than the average peer, has consciously developed a kind of aggrieved feeling that a confidant is hard to find... But in other words, at his age, he just can't find a confidant. Just an interesting playmate for him.

So when he was about to sneak back to the study, he suddenly noticed a person standing by the pond.

This person looked to be about the same age as him, wearing some special clothes, his eyes were downcast as if he was looking at the fish in the pond, but what caught his attention all of a sudden was probably the pair of eyes that reflected the sun as if they had turned into a kind of crystal Eyes of clear jade.

The crown prince had never seen a few foreigners, so it should be said that he hadn't looked at the clothes of the Qibone tribe very carefully. In addition, it was also a kid with no obvious features, so he lost his sight all of a sudden.

The little prince walked over a few steps, and asked innocently and politely: "Is the girl from the Qibone tribe?"

But this 'girl' froze, and slowly turned her head to look at this peer who was well dressed and well-dressed, and said two words clearly: "Fool."

The little prince was stunned, surprised that this person scolded him in the palace, besides his two fathers, who would dare to call him a fool with a cold face in front of him?

"Why are you swearing at people for no reason?" the prince said, he was still a child after all, and the words almost came out of his mouth.

Ayun glanced at the prince again, and decided that this guy was a young son of a high-ranking official. He immediately lost interest in speaking, and was about to turn around and leave.

The crown prince was probably a little stubborn, full of thoughts, he had to apologize if he scolded someone, so he grabbed the other person's sleeve and said, "You can't go!"

A Yun turned around and said, "Then what do you want?"

"Apologize to me."

This kid from the Qibone tribe thought that he had done nothing wrong, so naturally he would not make amends, so he replied: "I am not wrong, why should I compensate you? If you don't let go, don't blame me for doing it."

The prince thought in his heart that you, a peer who looked thinner than me, could do anything, so he boldly challenged: "If you have the ability, just..."

It's a pity that he made a wrong calculation this time. Ayun's mother's position in the clan was entirely obtained by martial arts. As her son, although young, it did not prevent her from teaching Ayun a little self-defense, so In the next moment, the white and tender face of the little prince with claws and claws was greeted with a fist.

With one punch, the effect was quite fast, and the prince's left face was red with naked eyes, and it was burning hot.

"You! You rude person!!" The prince covered his face and gritted his teeth.

"What else can you do besides standing here and shouting?" Ayun laughed.

At this moment, all the etiquette and upbringing in the crown prince's mind was thrown into the back of his mind. He rolled up his sleeves regardless of his image, and had one of the most primitive impulses in human beings. He decided to use his strength to prove his ability besides studying.

......

So when Liu Shiya, who was out, wandered to the Imperial Garden, he saw a large group of children booing, and the objects of the booing were a beautiful foreign boy and another little prince who had been beaten black and blue.

"Wanshu?! Why are you fighting with someone? The assistants stop!" He ran over and finally pulled the two children who had been wrestling on the ground apart, "What happened? What do you have to say, why? Want to be rough?"

Prince Wanshu curled his lips and said nothing.

Liu Shiya then asked the Qigu child who seemed to have no injuries: "What's your name?"

The child glanced at him. The man in front of him was dressed in neat white clothes and was handsome. He replied obediently, "...my mother called me Ayun."

Liu Shiya thought this didn't look like a bully, so his eyes fell on his own son.

Wan Shu felt his father's scrutinizing gaze, and turned his eyes away.

Liu Shiya suddenly smiled, and walked towards the study with one hand, and said softly to the other child as he walked: "Your name is Ayun, right? I believe Wanshu didn't mean to offend you, I'll take his place I apologize to you."

Wanshu moved his mouth when he heard this, and frowned, but he didn't say anything.

When he got to the study, Liu Shiya called for a bunch of exquisite pastries and put them in front of Ayun for him to eat, while he fetched the wound medicine and pulled his son aside and whispered.

"Don't you usually say that the children of those ministers are really boring? Why did you suddenly go to provoke a foreigner who is not familiar with the place?" Liu Shiya spoke softly, and the movements of his hands were not light, and he rubbed the medicine on his hands His son rubbed his teeth and grinned.

"Take it easy! Dad! I just went to ask her because she was alone!"

Liu Shiya quickly said: "Look at your worthless appearance, you are usually told to practice martial arts but you don't listen, now it's all right, the dignified prince was beaten to the ground."

Speaking of this, Wan Shu gritted her teeth: "Who knew that a girl like her could be so vicious..."

Hearing this, Liu Shiya couldn't help but glance sideways at the child who was holding up a piece of pastry at the table and raised his eyebrows, as if he understood the ins and outs of the matter.

But this wicked father didn't intend to tell his son the truth, instead he said with distaste: "You can't even beat a girl, what's the use of you, she looks the same age as you."

The prince also looked back at Ayun, and as expected, he got a provocative look from that 'girl', and immediately said angrily: "...I must practice martial arts well! I will be ashamed in the future!"

Finally, Liu Shiya couldn't help turning his head to the side and laughed, pinching his son's shoulder: "You promised to practice martial arts, so keep your word! I will tell your father about this!"

Wan Shu was depressed for a while, then looked back at him, and asked his father falteringly: "Do foreigners...look like this?"

"What does it look like?"

"Eye."

"Oh, the eyes of the Qigu tribe are indeed lighter, but I rarely see children in their tribe. Maybe they will become darker when they get older." After Liu Shiya finished speaking, he changed the subject, lowered his head and gave him a smirk , "What? The prince wants to find a princess from the Qigu clan? I think most of their clan members are really good-looking. Would you like me to help you find..."

Wan Shu rolled his eyes at his father, and saw the latter covering his mouth happily.

"In short, I will definitely beat her in the future!" The little prince secretly encouraged himself in his heart, and since then he has planted a heart to practice martial arts.

Of course, in some respects, his oath was indeed fulfilled later.