A long arm was raised, blocking Yunying's way.
Yun Ying frowned.
It seemed like no matter where I went, I would bump into him; and every time I bumped into him, it was always bad news.
She took a step to leave, but the arm still stopped her. She immediately frowned with anger and raised her hand to grab the man's arm, clamping his elbow and breaking it with force.
However, the man was faster. He grabbed the back of her neck with his backhand, twisted her right arm with his long arm, and pushed her down.
"Um!"
Yun Ying was forced to bend down. Just as she tried to struggle, her arms ached. She had no choice but to keep bending down, unable to move at all.
Just one move!
Just one move!
She was no match for this man.
She didn't dare to imagine how good his martial arts were.
"Let me go!" She struggled in pain, gritting her teeth, her little face filled with raging anger.
Even if you can't beat her, she has the aura of never giving up.
Jing Yi subdued her with just one hand, as easy as twisting a chicken. He looked down at the person at his feet and sneered:
"Fighting with me is overestimating your own abilities."
The eight characters are brief, disdainful and ostentatious, as if he is a king who is above all things and never takes the tiny dust and stones into his eyes.
He threw Yunying away, held a very thin piece of paper between his fingers, threw it on the ground coldly, and left.
Yun Ying sat on the ground, holding her aching arm. Her clothes were covered in dust, and her short hair was messy, looking a little disheveled. She bit her lower lip, clenched her palms, and stared at the man's back as he left, her eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.
She is still young!
Sooner or later, she will defeat him!
As long as we defeat him, we won’t be afraid of him anymore!
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Dingguo Marquis Mansion.
Because the princess had been sleeping for a long time, Qin Ye was worried that something might happen. He did not return to Prince Chen's Mansion for the time being and stayed in the room to prevent any emergencies.
Marquis Dingguo stayed by his wife's bedside all the time, holding a warm handkerchief in his hand, wringing out the water, and carefully wiping his wife's cheeks, hands, and body with tenderness and care.
The wet nurse held the child, rocking it gently and coaxing it.
The newborn baby was still spitting out amniotic fluid. Its bright red little mouth kept spitting out the fluid, with the tip of its tongue pushing it out again and again, and a bubble of amniotic fluid popping up from time to time.
"Young Marquis, look, how cute the young lady is!" The nurse's heart was so soft that it almost melted.
Ling Qianyi: “…”
He stood on the side with a sour face and never hugged his sister from beginning to end.
He squinted at her and sneered, "Still puffy, haven't you developed well? You look stupid at first glance!"
Nanny: “…”
Dingguo Hou: “…”
My son is my biological son!
Be patient!
The nurse eased the atmosphere awkwardly: "Haha, the young lady has thick earlobes and a full forehead. She will definitely be a blessed and kind person in the future."
"Why don't you just say she's fat? Do you think my dad will reward you for flattering me like this?"
Nanny: “…”
Dingguo Hou: “…”
Qin Ye: “…”
According to scientific research and expert advice, the age difference between the first and second child should be around three years. If the two children are too far apart, not only will they not be able to play together, it will also be detrimental to the relationship between the sisters.
Ling Qianyi is 18 years older than his sister, which means there is a generation gap of six years between him and her. It is certain that he must be feeling uncomfortable.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Just then the child started crying, and the wet nurse, as if finding an excuse, hurriedly carried the child downstairs to feed him, fearing that if she said a few more words she would lose her head.
Ling Qianyi crossed his arms over his chest and glanced at the couple who were whispering to each other in front of the bed.
In the nostrils: "Hmph!"
Dingguo Hou: “…”
Qin Ye was standing by and it was a bit awkward for her to interrupt, after all, this was someone else's family affair. She touched her earlobe, pretended she heard nothing, and went to the door to get some fresh air.