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The sword technique competition had officially begun. Wei Qing looked at the handsome and handsome men on the stage with interest.

There was no need for Zwingia or the computer to perform any special effects. It was just too cool!

Xiao Qingqian frowned a little. Yesterday, when the girls competed, Wei Qing had a sickly look on her face, but today, seeing these men who were in high spirits, her eyes were wide open!

Suddenly facing his pair of deep eyes that were filled with research and research, and even had some unknown meaning, Wei Qing's brows knitted even more tightly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Does it look good?"

Wei Qing was surprised, following that, her gaze landed on the men on stage, and nodded her head.

Xiao Qingqian's face darkened even more.

"I just feel that they are very handsome when they dance with their swords!"

Xiao Qingqian grabbed Wei Qing's hand without explanation, and tightly clenched it, as if he wanted to use this method to tell her that you are mine and that the only one in his heart is me.

Wei Qing acutely discovered that Chu Yin was not actually sitting in the main seat today.

She frowned, she wanted to ask Xiao Qingqian, but after thinking about it, when she stared at those men, he was already very angry, full of a sour taste. If she were to ask Chu Yin again, who knows how he would anger her!

Although Wei Qing did not say a word, Xiao Qingqian was still able to see that Wei Qing had something on her mind.

When Chu Yin appeared on the stage wearing a moon-white gown, he attracted the attention of many women.

He drew his sword and looked at his opponent, saying in a clear voice, "I appreciate it."

Wei Qing knew about Chu Yin's martial arts, but looking at how handsome and handsome his every move was today, Wei Qing had really watched a little with infatuation.

The cold aura around Xiao Qingqian became increasingly thicker. If he was in the resting hall right now, he would definitely make Wei Qing say it out loud, and who exactly was her man.

Feeling Wei Qing's gaze on him, Chu Yin became startled, but at this moment, the sword in his hand was directly aimed at him.

"Prince Qi!" He Yue's face suddenly turned pale as she stood up and screamed.

Wei Qing's hands could not help but tighten, and even her breathing became stagnant.

Sensing that she had grasped his strength, the fury in Xiao Qingqian's heart grew even stronger.

Seeing that the sharp sword tip was about to cut into his chest, Chu Yin immediately flew up, the sword tip tapped on the stage, and with the help of his skill, he leapt behind his opponent.

A sharp sword qi rushed towards the opponent. The opponent's eyes darkened, and when the sharp blade edge attacked him, he leaned to the side.

Originally, Chu Yin thought that he could easily dodge it, but his eyes turned cold as he raised his hand to smash towards his chest.

The opponent's eyes widened, his expression suddenly changing several times.

"Puff …"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the opponent staggered for a moment before collapsing onto the ground.

In a man's competition, as long as one ascended the stage, life and death would be decided by fate!

His opponent moved, but did not get up.

Wei Qing looked at the weak blood at the corner of his mouth. Out of concern for a doctor, she hurriedly broke free from Xiao Qingqian's grasp, held onto the hem of her skirt and ran up the stage.

Chu Yin's gaze concentrated on her body, and thought that she was doing it for him. Unexpectedly, Wei Qing didn't even look at him, and directly ran in front of her opponent.

He raised his hand, took out a pill from his sleeve and stuffed it into the opponent's hand.

He was a citizen of East Mausoleum, East Mausoleum's Prince Fu Wei thanked Wei Qing profusely.

Wei Qing warned a few more times, then relaxed and let the eunuchs carry the person down.

When she passed by Chu Yin, she gave him a calm glance.

He had changed!

In the past, Chu Yin would never be so vicious just for the sake of winning.

Was a life so worthless in his eyes?

Chu Yin's lips moved, he wanted to say something, but Xiao Qingqian had already arrived beside Wei Qing.

Old Emperor praised Wei Qing with a few words and even gifted her a set of Black Pearl Zhushu.

Wei Qing returned to her seat, looking gloomy.

Xiao Qingqian furrowed his brows, "Why are you feeling sad?"

Wei Qing looked at him indifferently and shook his head.

Xiao Qingqian's already creased eyebrows wrinkled a little more, and the gaze he used to look at Chu Yin with became a little sharper.

As the next challenger went up on stage, all of Chu Yin's attention was on Wei Qing, and she was completely not in the mood for the competition.

However, Chu Yin was still a martial arts expert after all. Even if he was distracted, he still did not give his opponent a chance to succeed.

In the end, the male sword technique's victor was Chu Yin.

Although he got the top spot, he did not look happy at all.

For the remaining matches, Wei Qing was simply not in the mood to watch. She looked at Xiao Qingqian and said, "I'm feeling a little uncomfortable, I want to go back."

Xiao Qingqian nodded, after greeting Prime Minister Wei, the two of them left the competition grounds.

In the carriage, Xiao Qingqian told Wei Qing to sit next to him, which Wei Qing did.

He stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Wei Qing, "Do you think Chu Yin is different from before?"

Wei Qing was surprised, and looked at him with widened eyes.

How would he know?

"I'm your husband, do you think I won't be able to tell?"

"Why do you think people suddenly become strangers to you?" She casually grabbed a strand of Xiao Qingqian's black hair and lightly twirled it around her fingertip.

Xiao Qingqian did not tell her the reason.

Once a man had a woman he cared about, he could become gentle and similarly, he could become bloody!

Because he had Wei Qing, he could become gentle, but that gentleness was only for Wei Qing.

And because of Wei Qing's departure, Chu Yin had already become bloody and cruel.

Wei Qing's disregard today had completely hurt his heart, and this could be seen in the matches that followed.

He suddenly grabbed Wei Qing's hand, and said with serious eyes: "I won't change!"

— I won't change!

These four words were sonorous and solemn.

Wei Qing looked into his deep eyes and opened her mouth a few times.

In this world, where could there be such a thing as unchanging?

A glass of water, still there, molecules moving every minute.

In the past, she hated Xiao Qingqian to the bones, and now, she was his woman.

He could clearly see the doubt in Wei Qing's eyes, and did not believe it. He leaned over and lightly kissed her lips, "It's true."

"But didn't you hate me to the extreme before?"

"It's not the same."

At that time, he didn't understand his own intentions, but now that he understood his own intentions, he would naturally persevere on!

"What's different?" Wei Qing curled her lips, "Wait until I become old, will you still treat me the same?"

"You are an old man, don't you think I have a head full of white hair? But you can't deny that you and I had a happy time together, can you? "

This point was something that Wei Qing indeed could not deny.

She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Ah Qian, I want to learn the sword."