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Chapter 2 Ten years of silence

Sijiu got up early and prepared to practice martial arts in the yard. Since he was sent here to be the guard of the Third Prince, it has been ten years in a blink of an eye. In the past ten years, Sijiu has been practicing martial arts every day.

Ten years ago, when Sijiu knew that he had assigned to the third prince as a guard, he suddenly felt like lightning strike and his heart was ashamed. Who doesn't know that the third prince is five years old, and he still can't speak and cannot walk. With such a master, he will be ruined in his life. Sijiu knew that he would be assigned to the third prince mainly because some time ago, he accidentally offended the grandson of the third manager of the royal family and was jealous of the third manager, so he took this opportunity to avenge his private revenge.

Sijiu asked for help everywhere, but no one was willing to take him as a unlucky position. There was no way, Sijiu had to pack his luggage and move to Qingzhuxuan.

When I first met the third prince, to be honest, Sijiu was shocked. Because Sijiu saw that the third prince, who was only five years old, was struggling to move his right hand. From the cold sweat on his forehead and the twisted expression on his face, it could be seen that the movement process must be very painful. However, the third prince's eyes were still silent and did not cause any turbulence, as if the pain on his body was not his.

When he came into contact with the indifferent eyes of the third prince, Sijiu was really shocked. From Mr. Li, Sijiu learned that the third prince had a strange disease, and his muscles were shrinking all over his body, and every time he moved his finger, it would hurt heart-wrenchingly. At that time, Sijiu still remembered Mr. Li's words, "The third prince is so unfortunate. He will suffer such pain at a young age. This kind of pain that penetrates his soul may not be able to withstand even a master with high martial arts skills."

Seeing the resolute expression on the third prince's face, Sijiu suddenly felt very ashamed. The third prince could endure such pain at the age of five and fought tenaciously with fate. He had been practicing martial arts for twenty years, but he was discouraged because of a small thing. Did he decide to give up? People have to rely on themselves after all. After figuring it out, Sijiu felt a relaxed mind and an unprecedented awakening. His martial arts bottleneck actually became a little loose.

After looking at the third prince who was still trying to move his arms, Sijiu knew that the third prince with incredible tenacity and patience would sooner or later soar into the sky. He must catch up with the prince's pace. From that day on, Sijiu began to practice martial arts hard, and continued to stop.

Today, as soon as I opened the door, I found a young man standing next to the Qinglian Pond. He was as white as snow and tall as a jade. Sijiu rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe what he saw. At this time, only one voice echoed in Sijiu's mind, "The third prince really stood up, really stood up."

After a moment of stunned silence, Sijiu knelt in front of Ye Qiu and cried bitterly: "Three Prince, you can finally walk." Sijiu had no reason not to be excited. After spending ten years together day and night, he had already regarded Ye Qiu as his relative.

Ye Qiu felt the true feelings of Sijiu and smiled slightly: "Sijiu, get up, you have suffered over the years."

This is the first thing Ye Qiu said after coming to this world. Sijiu was stunned when she heard Ye Qiu talking. After a long time, Sijiu stuttered: "Three Prince, you... can you speak?"

Ye Qiu nodded: "I'm all right."

Sijiu wiped her tears: "Master, I am so happy today. Unfortunately, the little princess went to the Piaomiao Sect, otherwise she would be happy to hear this news."

The little princess Ye Wenjun, two years younger than Ye Qiu, is smart and eccentric. She is the pearl in the palm of the Nanjing King and the Princess, and is also the "little witch" that makes the servants of the royal palace very troubled.

Since Ye Wenjun followed the princess to visit Ye Qiu once, she has become a regular visitor to Tao Ranju. Although Ye Wenjun is eccentric, she is kind-hearted. She saw that Ye Qiu eats lightly every day, so she secretly brought some delicious food. Moreover, when she saw Ye Qiu was very interested in the books she read, she quietly brought various books in the palace, even practice techniques, to let Ye Qiu read. The Prince of Nanjing and the Princess knew about this, but they both turned a blind eye, closed their eyes, and pretended not to know.

Therefore, in the Nanjing Prince's Mansion, Ye Qiu had the best relationship with this little sister. Two years ago, Ye Wenjun was sent to the Piaomiao Sect where he learned Taoism and martial arts. The Piaomiao Sect is one of the six major Taoist sects. There are many masters in the sect, and its power is unfathomable, and it has a deep influence in the Great Sui Dynasty. Since then, Ye Qiu has not seen this sister.

Just then, a crisp laugh from the door: "Brother Third, I'm back."

As soon as the words fell, a cute girl in a pink long skirt appeared in the yard. The girl looked beautiful and delicate, especially her eyes, which made her look swaying, giving people a sense of agility.

Seeing this cute girl, Ye Qiu couldn't help but smile: "Men Wen in our family is getting more and more beautiful."

This cute girl is Ye Qiu's sister, Ye Wenjun. As soon as Ye Wenjun rushed into the yard, she not only saw her third brother standing in the yard, but also heard her third brother talking, and she couldn't help but open her mouth wide in surprise.

Ye Qiu looked at Ye Wenjun's cute look and couldn't help laughing: "Why, our Wenjun has been out for a few years and he doesn't even know his third brother?"

"Wow, third brother, you're finally getting better." Ye Wenjun saw that the third brother was healed, and she could see that she was happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Aren't you learning martial arts and Taoism from the Piaomiao School? Why are you back today?" Ye Qiu was a little surprised.

"I'll go down the mountain to try and come back and have a look." Ye Wenjun raised her cute little nose.

Ye Qiu frowned: "Trial?"

"After our disciples of Piaomiao Sect have to go down the mountain to conduct a trial. Only by passing the trial can we officially become outer disciples of the sect. If we cannot pass the trial, we can only continue to act as registered disciples of the sect. This is the iron rule of the sect, and even my master dares not disobey it."

Sijiu heard it aside and almost jumped up in surprise: "Little Princess, have you already reached the level of a master?"

"Hehe, yes, I just broke through to the low-level master a few days ago. Fourteenth and nine, I surpassed you." Ye Wenjun seemed very happy.

When the little princess admitted, Sijiu was shocked and could not speak. You know, this is the level of a master. He has been practicing hard for more than 30 years and has just broken through to a high-priced warrior a few days ago. The little princess has only been practicing for two years and has broken through to the level of a master. Once a warrior enters the level of a master, after undergoing blood exchange, his strength has increased greatly, from 20 horsepower to 100 horsepower. This horse is not an ordinary war horse of the Great Sui Dynasty, but a kind of dragon horse, with the bloodline of the ancient dragon, and its power is infinite.
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