"What's going on? I just saw the third prince attacking in the direction of the prince. Why did he suddenly fall to the ground!"
"It feels like magic, it's really eye-opening!"
"It turns out that His Royal Highness is not only elegant, but also so outstanding in martial arts!"
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The scattered comments around him fermented in the heavy snow. Nan Yisheng frowned slightly and glanced at Nan Yiyong, who was lying on the ground in an uncoordinated shape, and said, "You lost."
Nan Yiyong froze on the spot for a long time without regaining consciousness.
He didn't realize he had lost until there was a round of applause.
And the loss was so inexplicable and unreasonable...
"No—" he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's play another game!"
"Yi Yong—" King Nan frowned and looked at him with obvious displeasure: "This is the end of the competition between brothers. Since Yi Sheng has won, there is no need to compete in the second round."
"Father!" Nan Yiyong was obviously still very unwilling, but due to King Nan's words, he could not say anything, so he could only glare at Nan Yisheng angrily, and then sit on the high position.
But at this moment, a faint dark light flashed in Nan Yisheng's eyes. In the flash of lightning just now, he definitely did not point his sword at Nan Yiyong. He just turned slightly sideways at an extremely fast speed to reduce the damage to Just the lowest.
But what exactly is going on
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the girl smiling sweetly at her and telling him: "You will definitely win."
Could it... have something to do with her
Nan Yisheng returned to his position and looked sideways at Luo Qingchen's indifferent eyes.
She was not surprised at all by the scene just now. Instead, she looked like she was watching a show.
"I won." Nan Yisheng spoke slowly, with a faint light in his deep eyes as he looked at Luo Qingchen beside him.
She poured him a pot of hot tea, handed it to him and said with a smile, "I saw it."
Winning is certain, no matter who she is! The point is, you have to win beautifully and catch your opponent off guard!
After Nan Yisheng took the tea and drank it in one gulp, he put the tea cup down and gently raised it with his right hand, tucking the fine hair on the side of her face behind her ears and saying: "It's cold, let's go back after watching for a while! "
At this moment, Luo Qingchen felt that the man in front of her was particularly gentle. It was like an angel descending from the sky, gathering thousands of favors throughout his life. Both his appearance and personality were so perfect.
It wasn't until one day later that she realized that maybe Nan Yisheng was not an angel, but a demon full of endless obsession.
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After the martial arts conference, everyone returned to the palace.
Nan Yisheng did not participate in the final competition, and the only winner was Nan Yiyong, the son of another prince.
After all, Nan Yiyong was eliminated by Nan Yisheng in the first round.
It is conceivable that a martial artist would be very dissatisfied when he lost in a competition that he was best at, but he had no chance to fight back.
Many people who heard that Nan Yiyong was hungover in the palace threw things and beat people they saw.
The worst thing is the woman who just became his new love - Lan Yuting.
When he saw Lan Yuting again, Luo Qingchen almost didn't recognize her.
Her whole face was completely swollen, with bruises and bruises. Her originally pretty red eyes were covered with black and purple bruises, completely covering her eyes.
When Lan Yuting saw her, she no longer looked arrogant, but hurried away with her face covered.
Luo Qingchen looked at this figure. In ancient times, a woman's life was completely entrusted to the man she chose.
If you make the wrong choice, your life will be over... (To be continued)