My claws must be on it

Duan Ziyun carefully helped her to the main seat, looked at her with cold eyes, was filled with the gentleness that slid over again, and became the familiar look of Song Buxi: "Miss Li'er... are you okay?"

Song Buxi panted twice, covered the wound with his hands, and covered his eyes with a few strands of messy hair.But the pair of eyes with clear eyes that were partly hidden in the hair looked over calmly, half of the slightly downward eyelashes covered, leaving a shadow under the eyelids, the attitude was calm, not embarrassed, but more chivalrous Unrestrained demeanor: "There is nothing serious, the host can rest assured."

"...It's because He Zhi didn't take good care of him, and He Zhi is guilty." What she didn't expect was that Duan Ziyun lowered his head in guilt, his voice was astringent, as if he was a subordinate.

"It's not the landlord's fault." How could I have received the gift from the princess of a country?Song Buxi's heart was tightened by her reaction, and she subconsciously continued.

"Yes." Duan Ziyun put his hands on her shoulders with a gentle smile, then straightened up and turned around, becoming calm and calm: "Then... all sect masters, those who hurt me,"

Her voice gradually changed from soft and clear to clear and clear, with a hint of sword-like anger:

"Are you ready to pay the price?!"

"Why do you mean this?" Seeing that the form was wrong, Xiao Ruiyuan, the leader of the martial arts alliance, immediately stood up from the high platform and said loudly: "The matches are held according to the rules of previous years. If you are dissatisfied, you can tell me face to face!"

"Your student in the building resolved it well. It's not like she said that she is an ordinary person. In order to avoid the competition, she can spread such lies. She is really a coward." Seeing Duan Ziyun, Wang Xian said firmly.

"The sword has no eyes, and the meeting signed the book of life and death. It is not common for us martial arts people to get a little bit of injury. Is it because you are special in Yaowanglou?"

The sects that had old grievances with Yaowanglou began to meet.

An elder in Xinwudang kept his eyes closed, tapped his fingers on the table, and said hoarsely: "Yaowanglou, it's too much."

The disciples of Yaowang Building looked at each other angrily, and several of them couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go forward to "theory of civilization", but were scared away by Duan Ziyun's cold stare, and could only complain.

"Hmph." Duan Ziyun sneered, and walked slowly towards the stage: "I know why Miss Li'er came on stage. Leader Xiao and everyone who can see things clearly also know it!"

She kept drinking: "A bunch of scum! What kind of heroes claim to be righteous, just to shrink back home and be a turtle when they see their real opponents! They made a bad meeting just to bully a defenseless little girl?! Disgusting thing!"

"What did you say?!" This group of people has never been all good-tempered. When they heard this, they became dissatisfied: "Is Yaowanglou going too far!? The ranking is arranged so that you don't play, and the host intervenes at the beginning of the game , and maliciously hurt others, are you justified?!"

When the little girl in red heard this, she felt that something was wrong with her, so her blood surged, she picked up the soft whip and was about to rush to the stage: "This Yaowang Tower...I have to learn it!"

"Okay! Sit down!" The old Taoist grabbed her back and said, "Don't mess around."

"It's Yaowanglou's lackeys! They are rude!" The girl in red was indignant.

"You also know that they are the imperial court!" The old Taoist scolded in a low voice: "There was indeed something wrong with the match just now...that Lier should not have played."

"But Duan Ziyun's reaction is too strange!"

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and looked at the audience: "Kneeling and pleading guilty, and respectful to that Li'er... That's a posture of a minister. You have to know that she is the princess and holds real power."

"Who do you think that Lier girl is?"

The girl in red was stunned: "...Lier."

"...Could it be—"

Seeing that she was under control, the old Taoist squinted his eyes and went to rest again.

"Okay, you're talking about the rules with me? Are you?" Duan Ziyun sneered and pulled out his sword: "Now it's Yaowanglou guarding the ring, come on, let's continue, everyone."

"Come and fight me!"

Now it's a disciple battle, fighting with you?You don't know your rank?What a joke!You don't want to compete, you just want revenge!

"Lord Duan Yun!" Thinking that Li'er's matter was really a guilty conscience, Xiao Ruiyuan quickly replied: "You have vented your anger, and you have revenged yourself, so don't act rashly!"

"Using emotions?" Duan Ziyun snorted, "I'm telling you the rules! Who's next? From the Nether Pavilion, let's get an inner disciple."

"Duan Yun! You are so big—" Wang Xian wanted to scold something angrily, but was interrupted by Duan Ziyun's distant voice: "Wang Xian, who are you talking to, I advise you to think about it."

Everyone woke up in horror.Although that person has a pair of gentle and spring-like eyes, but the luxurious and graceful black robe makes her as gentle as jade and noble as a heavenly man. It is by no means ordinary: yes, she is not just a Duan Yun master, she It's still Duan Ziyun, the princess of Ding'an!She has never highlighted this identity, but people like herself, such a terrible thing can't be forgotten!

Wang Xian held his breath and waved a disciple to go up. Within 5 minutes, he was kicked upside down and flew out...with his left leg crippled.

Duan Ziyun shook the blood on the sword and stood with his hands behind his back. The black robe lay on the ground, stained with blood, showing a thick black red color, reflecting the pair of cold eyes.

"……Next."

"Duan Ziyun!" Wang Xian finally couldn't take it anymore: "Do you know that the Lier you mentioned is Song Buxi who has been reclusive for a long time! My faction and her personal grievances have nothing to do with you! Why do you keep getting hurt again and again? My doorman!"

As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was in an uproar, and the eyes of all the factions focused on Song Buxi again. She felt a little bit in her heart, but no matter how flustered she was, she still sat calmly. Hearing the words, she raised her head slightly, her eyelashes fanned, and she watched silently. with everyone.

But even if she was pretending, she didn't dare to take a look at Duan Ziyun.

"Hehe." Duan Ziyun raised his eyes, smiled slightly, and rolled his eyes, revealing his usual gentleness, but also with a coldness, appearing a little enchanting: "Song Buxi?"

"I hurt your disciple?" She sighed, "So what?"

"It's for your own good."

"If you really touched the Second Highness—who here will be saved from death?"

She tilted her head, as if sincerely puzzled: "A few people can be exchanged for thousands of people, isn't it good?"

Second Highness?

Everyone was shocked.

Why is she called Song Buxi and that Lier, Second Highness?

The girl in red was taken aback.It turned out to be true.Appearing in Los Angeles, surrounded by Princess Ding'an, high in martial arts but low in means, nicknamed Li'er, with a high-ranking attitude... She turned out to be the emperor's second princess!

What Song Buxi, this is Princess Qingyi!

The girl sat on the chair with her head bowed, and glanced indifferently at the person who was still staring at her.

Everyone immediately looked back in horror.

Wang Xian's eyes went dark, how, how is it possible!His Highness, the figure and movements are exactly the same as Song Buxi? !

Xiao Ruiyuan gritted his teeth with hatred, and looked at Wang Xian angrily: Didn't you say that was Song Buxi?How could he become the Second Highness? !This idiot... will kill him!

Those who made a fuss before also realized later that they had offended someone who could not afford to offend, and they all looked at Wang Xian for a moment: You are the one who misled!If it weren't for you...how could I have suffered such a disaster!

For a time, Wang Xian became the target of public criticism.

"You guys... figured it out?" Duan Ziyun laughed, and then said coldly:

"Next!"

This martial arts conference... a lot of blood was shed.

When Song Buxi followed Duan Ziyun back to the princess mansion, she started to have a fever.That little wound was a skin trauma, but after all, he had lost all his martial arts, and fighting with all his strength would always put a heavy burden on his body.And Xia Yidan, worried about Song Buxi, came bouncing along with them as soon as the meeting was over.

Duan Ziyun went to the doctor to see her, boiled the medicine, sat on the side of her bed and took the handkerchief from the maid: "I'll come." The maid said her promise and stepped back.

Song Buxi was lying on the bed, his face was sickly red, his eyes were full of water, his eyes were wandering around, his small scarlet mouth was slightly opened and he was panting unconsciously.

"...Just let the maid do this kind of thing." She said cautiously.

"It's okay, you can have a good rest." Duan Ziyun wrung out the handkerchief and put it on her forehead.

Song Buxi's eyes wandered around, hesitated and hesitated, and finally closed his eyes and made up his mind to ask: "The Second Highness that the princess told them at the meeting is..."

"That?" Duan Ziyun brushed aside a lock of her forehead hair that was wet with sweat: "...just right, just to scare them."

"Then you know... I am indeed Song Busi." Song Busi still said it, her heart began to beat faster immediately, her blood flushed, her face became even redder, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she even looked A beauty is slightly drunk.

She knows what it means to lie or hide from a superior person, let alone she came to ask for help first.She broke the taboo, from the beginning.And it never occurred to me to tell her the truth. ...If she guessed it, she would be more guilty.

Although Duan Ziyun has always presented a gentle and polite image, the leaders of the army are by no means kind, and it is difficult for the royal family to be gentle and generous.

Song Busi himself couldn't tell what the situation was like now.

Sure enough, after listening to Duan Ziyun, he was silent for a while, and the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

She stretched out her hand to approach, and Song Busi shrank in his heart when he saw it.

She is really powerless now.What is the security on which to rely?The superb martial arts are long gone.A clear mind, scrambled by the heat.Not even a healthy body.

Sickness is when a person is most vulnerable.

She showed a cold expression, but it was almost unavoidable to feel powerless and dazed.

Duan Ziyun's hand fell on her head.

She smiled helplessly again, and reached out to gently ruffle her hair.

"Ah."

"If you want to be Song Buxi, you will be Song Buxi, and if you say you are Lier, you will be Lier."

"It's ok."

"you are you."

Song Buxi stared round under Duan Ziyun's hands, and opened his mouth blankly, like a stupid dog whose head was rubbed by its owner, trying to keep up with her rhythm.

"You..." She suddenly had mixed feelings.

Can this be forgiven?

Am I...beginning to owe you.

No, not to start.

is already.

Start with just contact.

She agreed to exchange Duan Ziyun's help with herself, but she was not offended at all.She came to help herself solve the troubles she caused at the conference.In the end, even the concealment from her was forgiven with ease.

It's like letting go of a butterfly.

... It's not an equivalent exchange, but I owe you.

Song Buxi could no longer allow herself to ignore this truth.

"……why?"

Why do you help me like this?

Duan Ziyun helped her change the handkerchief again, got up to get the medicine, and heard her ask.

"..."

"Because I really like girls' looks."

"It's not because of looks."

"...Because of love."

She leads the door through.

The quilt in Song Buxi's hands tightened.

So...that's it.

You... really like me?

Duan Ziyun came back with the boiled medicine.

In fact, she did it on purpose.When will I wait if I don't confess at this time?She has been a knight for more than ten years now, and she still has some justice in her mind, so she plays "equivalent exchange" with others.

But we can't wait another two years for Song Busi to fully understand his new identity. By the end of the novel, he will be a fox who has become a spirit.If you let an old fox know that you like her, let alone feel guilty, just wait for all the value of use to be squeezed out!

The author has something to say:

*Congratulations on successfully launching the confession to resolve Song Buxi's suspicion

Trigger target: [guilt] mood*

Duan Ziyun: ...

fall!Who wants your sympathy! ! !