"But you..." Prince Qi hesitated and stopped.
Seeing the eye-catching birthmark on her face, her brows gradually frowned and she fell into thought.
Ling'er had been accompanied by this ugly birthmark from birth, and there was no vindictiveness in his body, and it was not the material for martial arts at all.
If not, he would not let her leave her alone for many years.
"It's a beast and it's bloody. I have been bullied by Lu Qianyun and Lu Yu for so many years. I resisted in a rage. Did I practice martial arts?"
Qian Ling asked back coldly, but with a few whips, it was not time to doubt her identity.
But Prince Qi is not an ordinary person after all, "Yun'er and the others are people with some skill, even if you resist in a rage, if you don't have some foundation, I am afraid that they are not their opponents."
"What does Prince Qi want to say?" Qian Ling no longer explained.
Because there is no need to explain at all.
Prince Qi's face softened a lot, "Ling'er, if you are really a martial artist, you don't need to hide it, you will be happy for your father, as long as..."
"Are you a martial artist? Didn't Prince Qi know about it 18 years ago?" Qian Ling looked at him amusedly.
Just because she looks ugly, and because she is not vindictive, she is determined that she is a trash, letting her leave her indifferent for eighteen years, letting her fend for herself, this is her father.
Seeing that she has two brushes now, think about collecting them as chess pieces
It's a pity that she doesn't think that Prince Qi is qualified to accept her as a pawn.
"You..." Prince Qi was so angry.
In this tone, it seemed like talking to his father.
"If Prince Qi likes the flowers in the Orchid Garden, I will send them to Prince Qiyuan when they are pulled off. If there is nothing wrong with Prince Qi, please come back."
Lu Qianling’s custody is a typical example of what is meant by crossing the river to demolish the bridge, and what is meant by turning a face and not acknowledging people.
He just changed his yard after receiving the gift of Prince Qi, and now he has such a defiant attitude.
Prince Qi immediately became so angry that he couldn't speak.
He flicked his sleeve robe, turned and went out.
Qian Ling didn't even look at it, and strode towards the house.
Just as soon as he entered the door, a trace of hostility flashed between his eyebrows.
Damn it.
"Speaking to your dad in this tone, you are not afraid that your dad will go back and drive you back to the previous yard?" Wuji's voice came from above, and he seemed to like being a gentleman of Liang Shang very much.
"The one who should go back is you."
Putting down the baggage, Qian Ling glanced around, there were useless furniture, but quite complete.
The voice just fell, her eyes turned black, and Wuji fell in front of her, taking advantage of her height, looking at her condescendingly, "Are you allergic to flowers? Or, you simply don't like orchids?"
"Go away!" Qian Ling tried to suppress her anger, she hated such close contact.
"Small, don't you know that women are too fierce and unlovable." Wuji said that he was not afraid of death and reached out and tapped the tip of her nose. It was really perfect.
The numb touch felt like an electric current spread all over the body, and Qian Ling stiffened for a moment.
When the next second was about to take a shot, Wuji had already withdrawn a few meters away.
"It's better to stay away from you violent woman."
While sighing, he whirled, and instantly fell on the beam of the room again, and his light work seemed to have reached the point of extraordinary ecstasy.
"Are you free all day?"
"It's not free, but I still have time to see you." Wuji propped his chin and looked at her with interest.