The daughter of the emperor returned to Beijing and got into trouble with the abstinent prince.

Chapter 88 Martial Arts Conference
Mengmeng is very anxious and her owner is very confused.

Yun Qianyi covered Mengmeng's mouth and glared at it warningly.

What is this Fat Tiger so excited about? He keeps barking. After all, he is the Tiger King. Isn't it embarrassing for him to be unable to control his mouth?
She gave an awkward yet polite smile towards the curtain.

"Mr. Si Che, you are too kind. I have been trying to contact you many times just to repay you. How can I have the nerve to accept your gift?"

Repay a favor?

Jun Yanci paused, put the teacup back on the table, and asked in confusion:
"When have I ever done anything indebted to Pavilion Master Yun?"

Little did he know that his action was noticed by the careful Yun Qianyi.

Why does this hand look so familiar?

Jun Yanci's hands were just like him, very beautiful, with distinct joints, slender and strong, but there was a special feature.

That is, his ring finger is longer than his index finger and is almost parallel to his middle finger.

Yun Qianyi was with him every day, so she remembered every detail of him.

However, the movement of the hand just now was fleeting, and Yun Qianyi couldn't be sure.

"Eight years ago, Ruishan Tianchi Lake."

Yun Qianyi was swimming alone in the lake at that time, and suddenly her heels and calves cramped at the same time. If she had not been rescued by Master Siche, she would have drowned.

She vaguely heard someone calling him the leader, and combined with the memory of the sword fairy who came to visit Tianqing Sect that day.

Then they knew that the young man was the disciple of the Sword Immortal, the world-famous Master Si Che.

When Yun Qianyi woke up, they had already left and there was no news of them since then.

"It's just a small matter. Thank you, Pavilion Master Yun, for your concern for many years."

It turns out that his fate with Qianqian started earlier than he thought?

Jun Yanci really forgot. It seemed that he had saved a drowning child in Ruishan when he first visited Tianqingmen with his master, but he didn't even know whether the child was a boy or a girl.

It happened that he was in a hurry to return to the capital to celebrate Queen Shen's birthday. After hurriedly sending the child back to Tianqing Gate, he went down the mountain and left.

"It's a small matter for Master Yu Siche, but it's a life-saving favor to me."

Yun Qianyi stood up again, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said seriously:
"If you need me in the future, Fanyin Pavilion will do its best to repay your kindness."

Who knew, as soon as she let go of her hand, Mengmeng started whimpering again.

“Ooooooooooo—oooooooo—oooooooooo—!”

Yun Qianyi quickly grabbed its head. If she hadn't reacted quickly, the curtain would have been knocked down by the fat tiger.

"Junior sister, the martial arts conference is about to begin, let's go down."

Yun Jingyi had just gone down early. As the leader of the martial arts world, he also had to receive guests from all major sects to prevent any trouble.

After all, these sects have a long history and have some conflicts. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the martial arts conference, the seating arrangements every year require a lot of effort, and Yun Jingyi is needed to mediate.

Jiang Xiubai glanced at Yun Jingyi who was ready to go on stage, and reminded Yun Qianyi.

"Master Yun Pavilion."

Just as Yun Qianyi was pulling Mengmeng out, the voice of Master Siche came from behind.

"The view from the third floor is better. Why don't you follow me and watch the conference from here?"

But the one who responded faster than Yun Qianyi was Jiang Xiubai.

"The distance on the second floor is closer. After all, Junior Sister is from Tianqing Sect. Thank you for your kindness, Master Siche."

After a moment, Jun Yanci pushed the teacup away from him, supported his forehead with one hand, and looked at the empty room in front of him with extreme displeasure in his eyes.

To Yun Qianyi, Master Si Che was naturally no closer to her than her senior brother from the same sect.

I saw the pair of peach blossom eyes close, and when they opened again, the eyes regained clarity. ——

Yun Qianyi pulled Mengmeng's ears and scolded her in confusion as they walked:

"This Master Si Che is not a tigress, why are you so excited? Okay, stop looking!"

When Yun Qianyi just walked in, she happened to bump into someone coming out, and the tea spilled on her shoes.

"Please forgive me, young master. Please forgive me, young lady. I didn't mean it."

"Why are you so careless?"

Jiang Xiubai frowned and squatted down to check Yun Qianyi's feet, worried that he would burn her.

As a result, Yun Qianyi took two steps, shook his shoes casually, and sat down.

"It's okay. I didn't look at the road just now."

She was concentrating on holding Mengmeng's hand and indeed didn't look forward. Yun Qianyi never fusses over such trivial matters.

What's more, this person came with Jiang Xiubai.

"Go out and bring a new pot of tea."

As soon as Jiang Xiubai finished speaking, he heard the sound of drums outside.

The martial arts conference has begun.

Sitting in the first seat in the middle was the leader of the martial arts world, Yun Jingyi. To his left and right were Zhu Qing of the Fanyin Pavilion and Xuan Shi of the Xuanle Sect. The remaining sects sent representatives to sit down one by one in order of their ranking.

Most of them are the leaders of major sects, or they are disciples with the strongest martial arts skills in their sects.

Yun Qianyi had never shown up at a martial arts conference. Even if she came, she was just following her third brother to watch the fun.

In the first half, all the sects were ranked after the 20th place. Even if there were changes in the rankings, it would not cause any splash in the martial arts world and would have no impact on the power of the martial arts world.

The atmosphere was relatively relaxed and everyone was polite to each other.

But in the second half, starting from the 20th place, the real martial arts competition began.

“There are quite a few new faces this year.”

Yun Qianyi discovered that half of the sects that appeared were names he had never heard of before.

"For the unchanging martial arts world, this is actually a good thing."

Seeing that Yun Qianyi particularly liked the plate of osmanthus cheese cake, Jiang Xiubai swapped the plates and placed them closer to her.

The competition off the field went on quickly, and soon, the leader of Haotian Sect, Si Ling, stepped onto the stage.

This young face was beyond everyone's expectations. You know, the Gu Huai School has always been ranked among the top five, and the sect leader is famous in the martial arts world for his set of Gu Fei internal skills.

The disciples under the sect had some reputation in the martial arts world, but without exception, they all became defeated by the Haotian Sect.

"This round's opponents are Xuanle Sect and Fanyin Pavilion, right?"

"But Master Si Che and the Pavilion Master haven't shown up yet. Are they not going to compete anymore?"

"Absolutely impossible. According to the rules of the martial arts world, Xuanle Sect and Fanyin Pavilion must accept the challenge. Let's wait and see."

In previous years, Zhu Qing represented Fanyin Pavilion and accepted the challenge, but this time, he was stopped by Yun Jingyi.

He could tell at a glance that Si Ling's martial arts were unusual, and his fourth sister treated Zhu Qing like a younger brother, so Yun Jingyi was unwilling to let him take risks.

After Xuan Shi stood up, Zhu Qing also stood up immediately. He couldn't let Fanyin Pavilion be inferior to Xuanlemen.

Si Ling defeated all the enemies along the way with great momentum.

But he glanced at the two of them and said disdainfully:
"I am the leader of the Haotian Sect. You two are not qualified to compete with me."

(End of this chapter)