The author travels through the revenge war

"Ding!" The two swords intersected, and a cold light suddenly appeared.The boy in white frowned slightly, his beautiful black eyes were covered by thick eyelashes.

The two held each other for a while, the boy suddenly jumped back, in mid-air, the hand that was not holding the sword swung out instantly, and the four silver needles locked the target's escape route.The locked person wanted to resist, but suddenly seemed to think of something, and immediately shouted: "I admit defeat!"

The corner of the mouth of the young man who had not yet landed lightly lifted his left hand, and the silver needle changed its position and was retracted into his sleeve. It turned out to be a thin silver thread attached to the needle.

The young man retracted the silver needle and landed with a spin in the air.

Shengxue's white clothes swayed in the wind, the young man looked like a banished immortal, he put away his sword and said nothing.Suddenly, a smile was raised, and it could be said that all things in the world were eclipsed by it. It is not an exaggeration to say that the smile of such a beauty is overwhelming.

Looking in the direction of his gaze, I saw a person wearing a blue black robe, looking at him with admiration.

"Royal Father." Yang Baoqiu called out affectionately.walk up to him.

Yang Xuantian looked at his son who had grown to his chest, rubbed his head, and said: "Qiuer's skills have improved again."

Yang Baoqiu seemed to have gotten used to these movements, so he didn't answer.

"The second prince has made great progress, and I am afraid that I will not be qualified for the post of master." Letian smiled wryly.

The emperor asked himself to teach the second prince martial arts three years ago.Thinking that although the second prince is not good at swordsmanship, he likes to tinker with some poisons, and his kung fu for concealing weapons is second to none.Now the poison quenched on the needle, even I dare not take it easily, how can this be compared.

"You are the one who wants to learn martial arts, what's going on now?" Yang Xuantian asked in an extremely gentle tone.

"Didn't Letian talk about it?" Yang Baoqiu turned his head in a fit of temper, "Since you can't practice the sword well, it's okay to do other things."

Yang Xuantian played with his smooth black hair: "If you don't practice it, don't practice it, as long as you like it."

"En." Yang Bao pleaded and stopped talking.

Yang Xuantian also knew that his son didn't like to talk too much in front of people other than himself, so he looked at Le Tian and said, "Go down, you won't be here tomorrow."

"Yes." Letian glanced at Yang Baoqiu, and retreated.

"Father, go in and talk." Yang Baoqiu pulled Yang Xuantian's sleeve and walked inside.

Now, five years have passed.He and Yang Xuantian have already established enough emotions.In the original book, the event that made Yang Xuantian order Yang Baoqiu to be beheaded should be near.Although I don't know the exact day, but always be prepared to deal with it.The reason why he no longer learns martial arts is also because of this.

He had to make Yang Xuantian truly and completely fall in love with him before that incident happened, and then use that incident to completely break away from this little Gong story.

The slow-moving father and son novel... Yang Baoqiu sighed, it's time to end.

And what he has to do now is to start destroying the perfect image of those two people in Yang Xuantian's heart.

"What?" Yang Xuantian asked very naturally.

Every time Yang Baoqiu does this, there is something wrong.

"Father, I want to leave the palace." Yang Baoqiu said slowly.

Yang Xuantian frowned: "Why? Are you bored in the palace?"

"No!" Yang Baoqiu immediately denied it, then lowered his head and said, "Anyway, I just want to go out, so please don't ask too much, Father."

"It's not impossible to let you go out of the palace, it's just that the state affairs are busy these days, wait a few days, can I accompany you out?" Yang Xuantian said in a discussing tone.

Yang Baoqiu shook his head: "I want to go out these two days, Father, I'm already this old, I will definitely take care of myself."

Yang Xuantian remained silent.

"Father~" Yang Baoqiu yelled coquettishly, and held on to his sleeve.

"Sigh." Yang Xuantian sighed, "I really lost to you. Go if you want, and come back early."

"Hey! Father is the best!" Yang Baoqiu took the token and quickly pecked Yang Xuantian's face.Then, as if shy, he quickly disappeared into the room.

Yang Xuantian shook his head helplessly, apart from concealed weapons and poisons, he was better at lightness kung fu.Thinking of the warm touch on his face again, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Yang Baoqiu, who successfully got the exit token, smiled.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed...