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Chapter 89 Prince, she is really good(1/3)

Xie Lingqin was a little depressed.

To be honest, she is not a person who likes the excitement, otherwise she would not have asked Zihe to watch at this autumn competition venue and go somewhere else.

"Miss, aren't you doing something? Why are you here again?" Zihe squeezed over from the crowd and looked at Xie Lingqin in men's clothing and was particularly curious.

Xie Lingqin exhaled, raised her finger speechlessly, and pointed to the side.

"Criminal Yi?" Zihe pressed his voice, obviously a little surprised.

"Oh, I'll just say that you must like to come here. Look, I even asked the girl to come and stand in advance."

Yu Qingyi looked like "I am smart and can see through anyone's thoughts" and was full of smiles.

Xie Lingqin...

Sometimes, it is really scary to think that self-righteousness and brain-enhancing things.

"Well, I like to look at handsome guys." Xie Lingqin was not light or heavy, obviously trying to hit Yu Qingyi, but the result...

Xie Lingqin clearly felt that she was still shoulder to shoulder just now, and the onlookers who were close to her took a big step back instantly, all looking at her like a monster.

That look and expression were very alert.

Zihe immediately explained, "Ah, sorry, my young master didn't mean that, my young master said..."

"Tsk tsk tsk... There is such a beautiful maid who likes male sex, it's really..."

"Even the maid is talking to him, you can imagine how much persecution he has suffered on weekdays."

"...Look, the world is getting worse, let's retreat a little."

Xie Lingqin...

It's really terrible to think about it.

Zihe was about to cry without tears, looking at Xie Lingqin, "Young Master..."

"Get it out, hurry up and leave."

On the side, Yu Qingyi raised his hand to cover his face, pulled Xie Lingqin and walked forward, and soon squeezed into another crowd.

"Look, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, I would be so handsome and elegant, so handsome, I would have been very happy."

Yu Qingyi glanced around and muttered with resentment.

Xie Lingqin looked at him, "Your thoughts are too complicated."

She just said she liked handsome guys, okay, but she didn't say that she liked handsome guys.

Fuck.

"However, it's so crowded here. I might be crushed. I can't see any distance. Come on, I will take you to the main stage to see."

As Yu Qingyi spoke, he pulled Xie Lingqin's sleeve and wanted to pull her forward.

Xie Lingqin did not move, but instead shook Yu Qingyi back with a strong look, pointing to the direction of the main stand, "Criminal Yi, please look at it."

He looks speechless.

The northern part is vast and the land is vast and the population is abundant, and the annual autumn test should not be underestimated.

The literary test is said to have ended, and now, there are already ten finalists who have been selected in a neatly arranged in the huge martial arts training ground.

And the top and the other main position is empty, with the royal support on it. When standing next to it, the prince Yuwen Yao was sitting there straight.

With just one tactile tactile, no loophole can be found even on the end of the thread. It is elegant and gentle like a painting.

Below are the virtuous kings, Prince Qing, Marquis of Zhongyong, Prime Minister, Secretary of the Six Ministers, and other adults sit in turn.

Xie Lingqin took a look and then withdrew her eyes, and her eyes fell on Yu Qingyi again, "There is no place for you above. If you go up and take me with you, will we become the focus of the audience?"

Yu Qingyi was extremely happy when he heard this, "That's not right. If I go on stage, the position of top martial arts scholar will be mine."

Xie Lingqin disagreed, "Just blow it, you don't even have a seat when you go up."

"You don't believe me." Yu Qingyi was annoyed, and immediately pulled Xie Lingqin's sleeve and flew away at the tip of her feet.

The wind blew through my ears, and Xie Lingqin regretted it.

Impulse is indeed a devil.

This Yu Qingyi is really...

Originally, the reader had already started to call the name, but who would have been on the field for the competition, but he never thought that two shadows suddenly passed by his head in the air, and his voice paused, and he immediately looked up.

And the two shadows had barely landed on the main stand.

Ignoring the quiet and restless voices of the audience, Yu Qingyi walked forward with a swagger, "Your Highness, Father..."

"you……"

Prince Qing and Meici stood up angrily, "You little brat, what are you doing? How can you walk around and play at will?"

"What are you playing, Father, I'm here to watch."

Yu Qingyi said as she said that the sleeve that was pulling Xie Lingqin had not yet released, and that arrogant look had not paid any attention to Xie Lingqin's dark face behind her.

The only thought in Xie Lingqin's mind at this time was that fortunately she was in women's clothing, fortunately she was in women's clothing, and fortunately she was in women's clothing.

However, that gaze that was so hot that she was about to swallow her was really...

Xie Lingqin raised her eyes secretly and met the prince's eyes that seemed to be cold and 3,000 feet away from snow.

My heart twitched violently.

Isn't it that she wants to come up?

"Oh, Marquis, do you have that tea in your house? I'll go and drink it someday."

Yu Qingyi was really familiar with it, and he greeted Zhongyong Hou again, and then, the six ministers and the wise kings.

The wise king smiled gently, and his eyes fell on Xie Lingqin who was pulling behind Yu Qingyi, "This is..."

"Oh." Yu Qingyi raised his eyebrows, "This is a new friend I know, so amazing."

Yu Qingyi said, as if he was afraid that others would not recognize Xie Lingqin, and his hand pulling her sleeve tightened.

A big man pulls another big man.

A handsome and elegant man pulls another beautiful and elegant man.

This picture is quite beautiful.

Yuwen Xian's eyes fell on Xie Lingqin, and he looked at it more, "This young man looks like he is from a good family, and I don't know which family it is."

"You don't have to worry about which one, anyway, I'm not familiar with you." Yu Qingyi didn't give Yu Wenxian any face. As he spoke, he pulled Xie Lingqin toward him again, "Yes."

Xie Lingqin...

She doesn't want to say anything.

He could only glar at Yu Qingyi silently with hatred for several times.

My teammate of Pig, didn't you notice that the eyes in the stands, including those under the stands, were all scanning her at this time?

She doesn't want to be so famous, okay?

"Okay, I'll know the nonsense in one day, hurry up and go down."

Prince Qing seemed to have a headache with this son and waved his hand. However, when he looked at Xie Lingqin, his face was gentle and he had no airs at all.

Xie Lingqin couldn't help but give this Prince Qing a big high score.

"No, I'm going to see it today."

Yu Qingyi did not retreat. Seeing that Prince Qing frowned and ignored him, he then pulled Xie Lingqin toward the prince with a smile, "Crown Prince, please let me bring a chair for me, I will watch it with you."

The prince was drinking tea, meticulous and as virtuous as a god, and he didn't even get enough eyelids.

Long time...

"Um."

The prince just responded softly.

So Yu Qingyi stood up like this and chatted with all the adults enthusiastically.

And the hand that pulled Xie Lingqin's sleeve did not let go from beginning to end.

It took a while.

Until the people below finally stopped their eyes and started the competition, the prince did not order anyone to make a stool for him.

Yu Qingyi then realized, looked at the prince, and whispered, "Prince, stool."

"The stands are narrow, not enough to sit." The prince's words were calm and the wind was clear, and his words were slow.

And that gaze intentionally or unintentionally swept past Yu Qingyi's hand pulling on Xie Lingqin's sleeve.

Of course, who is the prince? It is unfathomable and difficult to guess his emotions.

No one noticed it.

Except, the closest to him, Tingfeng.
To be continued...
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