After finishing speaking, Luo Zichun coughed a few times uncomfortably, and the servant who stayed in the distance hurriedly ran over.

"Young master, don't stand in the wind if you are not in good health, otherwise the alliance leader will know about it and scold me again."

Luo Zichun smiled lightly.

"During the martial arts conference, how can he have the heart to take care of me."

Having said that, as if to reduce the trouble for the servant, he followed the man back to his courtyard.

Qin Jiu stood at the Falling Moon Cliff until the sunset West Mountain, and waited until the night fell before he returned to his room.

The wind was strong on the top of the snow peak, and he didn't see anyone behind him silently landing on the plum blossom treetops.

The person who came came was as light as a swallow, and his toes fell on the flower branches, but only a few snowflakes shook off.

……

The martial arts conference lasted for three whole months, and the first two months were waiting for the arrival of sect representatives from all over the country, because the distance was far away, and the speed of the journey was different, and it took almost two months to wait for the talents on the invitation list to arrive one after another.

Some of them came to participate in the martial arts conference, but most of them were to observe this martial arts feast.

And this year, Qin Jiu is the most special contestant, and there is a large audience, this person is the sixth prince of the dynasty.

The sixth prince has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child, likes to contact people in the rivers and lakes, and is the emperor's favorite son, holding real power in his hands, but he is not willing to do practical things, staring at martial arts knights every day, the good-looking ones are accepted as bed darlings, and the ugly kung fu is also accepted as guards.

Such a person is the most disgusting in the rivers and lakes, but now the Falling Moon Palace treats people as guests, but no one dares to say half a word, one is because his father is the emperor and holds the greatest power in the world, and the other is because his mother is the richest man and holds the most money in the world.

"Ridiculous."

Aunt Whispering dropped these two words and went back to the room, only to feel that this martial arts was completely ill and had no cure.

Qin Jiu was unmoved, and glanced at the six princes who were smiling like a flower in the crowd, only to feel that his debauchery was very similar to his unreliable father-in-law.

But ten years of getting along with each other told him that these two people are definitely not the same.

Luo Zichun sat next to the sixth prince, and the people around him were wearing light and thin suits, only the two of them were wrapped in layer after layer, and they were mink fur and hand warmers, and they looked more like a family.

"The Sixth Prince."

"Zichun."

The sixth prince is a well-known womanizer, both men and women, as soon as he heard Luo Zichun's voice, he was immediately half a wisp of soul, and turned to look at him eagerly.

Luo Zichun withdrew his hand from his palm, endured the nausea in his heart, and reluctantly hooked his lips.

"What do you think of the incident I told you?"

The sixth prince stroked his chin, and with a turn of his gaze, the temperament flowing in his body disappeared in an instant.

"I'll have to think about it."

Since ancient times, the rivers and lakes and the court are all bridges and bridges and roads, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, and he is already quite disliked by people when he appears in this kind of place, not to mention that he wants to take something from here.

"Zichun, this is not easy to do."

"Although there is also a history of martial arts being used by the court, it is the personality charm of the emperor of the dynasty, and people are willing to recruit peace, but if they are unwilling, even my father will not choose to lead the troops to attack."

"Yes."

Luo Zichun didn't say anything anymore, pursed his lips and was silent.

"yes."

The sixth prince patted him on the shoulder, and his restless hand slid over the person's back, and then he reluctantly took it back.

When everyone was attracted by the attention of the two people competing in the ring, he got up and walked around the arena for a while, and then stopped behind Qin Jiu.

The person in front of him was dressed in a cyan robe, with a face like a crown of jade, and a slender figure.

The narrow waist is bundled with a plain white belt, outlining a sexy waistline.