In the room.

Liu Yiyi was currently treating Qin Yi's wounds.

The corner of Qin Yi's mouth held a light smile, looking at the busy Liu Yiyi, he felt warmth in his heart.

Only, Qin Yi didn't notice Liu Yiyi's gaze, which would occasionally land on his body; it was complicated yet confused.

She even felt as if she was in a dream.

Which young girl didn't have feelings for spring, and which young girl didn't have dreams?

In Liu Yiyi's eyes, her future husband was not only a hero or a hero who reigned supreme in the mountains and rivers.

At the very least, he would have to be a martial artist with extraordinary martial prowess, or a literary talent that was incredibly wealthy.

And Qin Yi did not touch any of these.

After observing for the past few months, Liu Yiyi was able to discern that Qin Yi was not as unskilled as the rumors claimed he was.

The only thing that could be used was the ident.i.ty of the Ninth Prince.

Other than this, Liu Yiyi did not see her imagining of her future husband from Qin Yi's body.

Could it be as the outside world had guessed, that she would have to wait for Qin Yi to be killed before she married someone else?

Liu Yiyi looked at Qin Yi with a complex expression, her mind was in complete disarray.

Reason told her that this was the best plan.

Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog with a dog.

She was not a wife waiting to see her husband killed.

Liu Yiyi was unwilling.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, Liu Yiyi saw Qin Yi's confident and unrestrained smile. He could not help but feel shocked.

In the end, Xue'er helped to bandage Qin Yi's wounds.

Liu Yiyi then took Xue'er and left, leaving behind only a gust of fragrant wind.

Looking at the back view of the two, Qin Yi sighed.

All the people in the world came for profit, all the people in the world came for profit.

To be honest, he admired this woman with a strong personality.

She looked charming on the outside, but her heart was unshakable.

Not every woman could bear all of this sudden.

Even with the advice from the old man of the Liu Family, it was not something an ordinary girl could handle.

In the future, I will allow you to live a glorious life!

Qin Yi stood up, and looked deeply in the direction that Liu Yiyi had left in.

Martial Arts Practice Field.

This was a vast plaza that Qin Yi had created specifically in his residence for training.

A prince of Undescended Dynasty, no matter how downtrodden he was, was not something an ordinary person could compare to.

Furthermore, Qin Yi was the city lord and the ruler of the Yuanjiang City.

"Hu!"

Qin Yi stood quietly in the middle of the plaza and took a deep breath. At some point, he had been holding onto a steel sword.

He recalled the sword technique in his mind, the Soaring Sky Sword Technique.

The Soaring Sky Sword Technique was divided into nine forms. The hardest three forms to master were the last three forms: "Flying Star Slash", "Sky Crossing", and "Scarlet Cloud Thousand Li".

Qin Yi had trained in the Soaring Sky Sword Technique for four years already, but he had yet to grasp the last three moves either.

Then, Qin Yi brandished the Fine Steel Sword in his hand, allowing the Soaring Sky Sword Technique to wield it easily.

Qin Yi moved quickly, the Fine Steel Sword in his hand seemed to be releasing a cold Qi.

However, the feeling in his cultivation this time was completely different from before.