Elijah sat on the swing in the garden, watching Skye wielding his sword like a swimming dragon, full of murderous aura, with a handsome figure and agile sword light.
Elijah clapped his hands.
Skye practiced for a while, with a little sweat on his forehead and red cheeks, he sheathed his sword and walked over. Elijah moved half of the swing rattan chair, Skye bent down to sit down, wiped the sweat off his face, looked at Elijah and said, "When I grow up, I will lead troops to suppress bandits."
"You're not getting married?" Mingzhan asked while writing.
Skye sneered, "Now that you see how your elder sister is, what's the point of marrying a man? Your elder sister is still a legitimate princess, marrying into your aunt's family, and that Du guy dares to keep a c0ncubine! If I catch up with him, I will stab Du guy to death with a sword! And he is allowed to practice martial arts with his hair uncut to earn a reputation as a filial son! Besides, I have practiced martial arts for so many years, is it just to serve men!"
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