When King Chen once trained the Black Leather Guard, a man with a seven-foot body was a cruel wolf in front of others. When he was in his hands, he could be cured like a docile cat.

But at this time, such a harsh and almost cold-blooded method actually used Ye Jin.

"Miss, what should I do?" Zi Mo's face turned pale, "I think King Jin is so pitiful..."

So pitiful?

Jiuqing looked at him from a distance and seemed to be quite pitiful, but, "That is the process he needs to go through to grow up. There is nothing pitiful. A man and a real man cannot endure this little hardship. How can he gain a foothold in the Southern tribe in the future?"

I stood up, sorted out my clothes, and turned around and walked towards the inner courtyard.

"Miss?" Zi Mo saw her get up and followed in surprise, thinking that she was going to save Ye Jin, so why did he turn around and leave?

Turning his head and looking at the school ground, Zi Mo's brows were almost twisted into a knot, "Your Majesty is planning to break all the arrows, right?"

If this is true, she doubts that Ye Jin still has life later?

"You don't have to worry about this anymore, it's not you who beat me." Jiuqing's voice didn't sound strange, and she even took a little leisurely, "I was exhausted from traveling a long distance. I accompanied me to take a shower and change my clothes."

"Yes, Miss." Zi Mo responded obediently, but then he thought of the dilemma, "Miss, King Chen and King Jin are both on the school grounds, where can we take a bath, Miss?"

"Wuji should be in the village. You go and find him and let him take us to Ye Jin's courtyard."

Zi Mo nodded: "Yes, Miss."

Jiuqing walked alone along the bluestone road. This villa is far away from the noisy streets of the sky. The environment is very quiet and peaceful, and the air is filled with a clean and fresh atmosphere.

Walking through a wide vestibule and walking through a narrow lake path, the shallow lake water on both sides looks sparkling with the reflection of the evening light, which is very beautiful.

In front is the quiet Jiuqu corridor. Jiuqing walked up the corridor with his stairs and walked alone along the corridor, enjoying the scenery on both sides while walking. When he walked to a corner in front, he suddenly stopped.

Outside the corridor, under a sycamore tree, a man in white clothes stood.

He looks at most in his thirties, with a handsome appearance and outstanding appearance, but his whole body exudes a sense of emptiness without emotional fluctuations, like a stone statue without emotion.

Jiuqing's eyebrows slightly closed, turned around and walked down the stone steps, stared at him quietly for a moment, and said, "Uncle."

The man in plain clothes heard the sound and slowly turned his head. Looking at the strange but beautiful woman by the corridor, a thoughtful light flashed through his eyes.

uncle?

Is she calling him?

"I am Xuanyuan Jiuqing, from the Southern Tribe." Jiuqing said lightly, "Si Yunrou is my mother, I am the Ninth Princess of the Southern Tribe."

When Si Yuchen heard this, he was silent for a moment, and then said for a moment: "So you are Yun Rou's child."

The Ninth Princess of the Southern Tribe, a very noble identity.

Jiuqing nodded, "My mother has been concerned about her uncle for many years, but she never knew that her uncle is still alive."

"Then don't tell her." Si Yuchen said, with a light tone. "I have nothing to say about my affairs, so she thinks I am no longer alive, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Jiuqing frowned: "Don't my uncle want to meet my mother?"
Chapter completed!