Exorcist Princess

"Hmph, your mother taught you this way, and you married four concubines, you are so unfilial..." Yi Qingchen curled her lips.Feng Yiying held her arm tightly, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Although I have married four concubines, I have never been attracted to women. Until I met you..." Yi Qingchen's face changed Hong, changed the topic: "What happened later? Your mother is still in the palace, I...why have I never heard you mention it?" Feng Yiying said indifferently: "When I was ten years old, my concubine finally I died in depression, and I didn’t see my father again until the moment before I died. At that time, my father wandered into the small courtyard of my mother and concubine on a whim. It was also the first time I saw my biological father. Maybe it’s because of guilt, Or maybe he really still has a little affection for his mother. After my mother and concubine passed away, he suddenly became nice to me. Let me study with the prince and learn riding and archery together. After all, I was a child at that time, and it was hard With the care of my father, I am always afraid that this hard-won father's love will be lost one day. In order to win the breath of the dead mother and concubine, I learn things harder and harder than anyone else. Fortunately, I still I am not stupid, although I learned a little later. But what I know is no less than that of any prince. Moreover, they are far behind. This attracted the attention of a strange man. He asked my father With the consent of the emperor, he took me to his secluded place to learn martial arts for eight years, and then let me go home when I was perfect. When I returned home, I was caught up with the army of the White Dragon Kingdom, so I put on my clothes and went to battle. At the border, he made great military exploits. Although he won the greatest favor of his father, it also attracted the jealousy of other princes..." Yi Qingchen sighed: "So you are also a poor child, alas, you are so shocking. That's how my martial arts came about." I said to myself, "Damn. I'm a smart kid, why didn't someone out of the world come to accept me as a closed disciple? Sigh." Another thought: "The old man is actually better than Even if a certain worldly expert takes a fancy to me, he will probably send him back with a few walking sticks. The mud in his house has not been pasted on the wall with all his efforts, let alone anyone else. It's..."