The most taboo thing between two people is to lose focus when fighting.
San Yi was so stunned that the red silk had been rolled up into a ball by Meng Yinqin and thrown to the ground.
"Okay, I am here today not to discuss with you who I will marry, but to confirm something that happened ten years ago!"
Meng Yinqin let go of her: "Xi'er said today that the person who fell into the cave ten years ago and swore an eternal alliance with this king was not her mother, but..."
Before he finished speaking, San Yi's face turned red with anger.
With a ferocious look on her face and gritted teeth, she rushed towards Meng Yinqin: "Why?"
"Why why why?"
"Why are you responsible for the princess today? What about ten years ago? Why weren't you responsible ten years ago?"
"Meng Yinqin, you heartless man, have you ever thought about how unfair it is to the people ten years ago? Have you ever thought about it? Ah——"
In his rage, San Yi became extremely powerful. Meng Yinqin was unable to dodge and was forced to retreat to a big tree.
Qin Jiaoxi took a deep breath and ran towards him without thinking: "Dad!"
Master said, don’t make your uncle crazy, otherwise someone will die if he goes too crazy!
It seems that the young master's soul has been really traumatized, otherwise he wouldn't be so crazy.
Seeing that Qin Jiaoxi was about to approach, Sanyi subconsciously raised his hand and struck behind him.
That palm contained 80% of the internal energy. If it really hit Qin Jiaoxi, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Mengyin Qin's eyes turned cold and he didn't care to dodge now.
His eyes were sharp and filled with anger, and he reached out to grab San Yi's wrist and pinched it hard.
"ah!!!!"
Hearing a scream, Sanyi's legs softened in pain and he knelt on the ground.
However, Meng Yinqin did not let go of her hand, for fear that she would get angry again and hurt his beloved daughter.
"Xi'er, stay away, your junior uncle is crazy!"
But Qin Jiaoxi took another breath: "Oh my god! Dad, dad!! Look!!"
Her hands were trembling, and she pointed at something.
Meng Yinqin nervously followed her gaze, quickly moved to his hand, and then slowly moved down the white arm held by his hand, and then down——
"???"
What did he see?
Meng Yinqin blinked his eyes in disbelief and then opened them again.
Just now he pinched San Yi's wrist hard, and even secretly used his internal force to dislocate her wrist bone.
Under the severe pain, Sanyi was already kneeling on the ground, but his hand was still squeezed tightly by him.
As a result, the sleeves of the outer shirt were removed, and the sleeves of the inner shirt collapsed due to the fierce fighting, revealing a white arm.
And on the inside of that fair elbow, there is a very eye-catching birthmark that looks like a dark red petal.
So eye-catching.
So dazzling.
So... it's unbelievable!
Meng Yinqin felt that his mind was completely blank and silent, as if all the sounds could not be heard.
Ten years ago, he drew that painting himself the first moment after he woke up.
His mind was eroded by the poison, and everything in front of him was blurry.
So I can only use the memory of my hands to fabricate her graceful body, recall her bun by touch, and remember this birthmark with the only trace of color in the fair skin, just like a drowning person scratching
Live the only hope.
He didn't remember every word of those promises, but he clearly knew all the contents and meanings.
"Just wait for me, and I will definitely come and marry you!"
He couldn't remember her answer, but he could feel her response underneath him.
