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Shiba Yoshigan carefully observed Mei Uesugi, who was kneeling and upright in front of her. Her face was solemn, but her face could not hide her pretty, graceful and dignified appearance.
A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, her hair is combed into a high ponytail and firmly combed behind her head, she has a pair of straight eyebrows, a straight nose and a small mouth.
It's just that this attitude is a bit cold.
Mei Uesugi asked Yoshigan to be brought over, but he acted extremely coldly, which made Yoshigan a little unhappy.
He had a lot of things to do today, and he didn't have enough time to waste time in silence with this beautiful girl, but the girl's sharp eyes made him tremble, and he didn't dare to say anything for a while.
After a while, Uesugi Mei suddenly threw a bamboo sword and threw it in front of Yoshigan.
"Pick it up."
Yoshigine was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this meant, but Mei Uesugi continued speaking on her own.
"Take my sword. If you can't even catch my sword, you are not worthy of being my husband."
Yoshihiro was overjoyed, this is what you said, then I can't accept it, just in time to get rid of this marriage forced on me by the Uesugi family.
But before Yoshigami could be happy for a second, goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body. Uesugi Mei had already picked up the bamboo sword that belonged to him, and his aura was getting higher and higher.
Alarm bells rang in Yiyin's heart. His instinct was telling him that it was murderous intent... He would die... If he couldn't take the sword, he would die.
He subconsciously picked up the bamboo sword in front of him and wanted to do something.
A sharp light flashed in Uesugi Mei's eyes, and the ghostly figure shrank forward and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Yoshigami's throat.
At that moment, Yiyin really felt that he was going to die. His mouth was dry and his tongue was bitter. He subconsciously closed his eyes and did not dare to look, just waiting for the pain of having his throat crushed by the bamboo sword.
But after waiting for a long time, he just didn't feel the last fatal pain.
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Seeing Yoshiyin's cowardly appearance, Uesugi Meiyi became furious and became even more angry.
As the saying goes, love is deep, responsibility is deep, sorrow for one's misfortune, anger for one's misfortune, no fight.
My saint, how did you become such a loser? How could you, the man I was so obsessed with that I loved at all costs, turn into a mess of virtue?
For a moment, Uesugi Mei really wanted to kill the good-for-nothing Shiba Yoshigan in front of her.
All it takes is a hard blow on his throat to send him on his way, allowing the saint to continue to cherish his memory and not let his reincarnation continue to be embarrassed in this world.
But at the moment when Mei Uesugi's murderous intention was rising, her movements suddenly stopped.
At this moment, the tip of her bamboo sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from Yiyin's throat. She only needed to reach forward to make Yiyin miserable.
But Mei Uesugi stared blankly at Yoshigage's defensive posture with his sword, which was the posture he used to defend himself with a sword in his previous life.
Even though five hundred years have passed and two lives have passed, Uesugi Mei will never forget the way he held his sword.
According to intelligence, Yiyin should have never learned kendo in his life, but even if he had learned kendo, he would not be able to pose like this.
Because this is the posture for holding a real sword, not a bamboo sword.
At this moment, Mei Uesugi burst into tears.
Why were her eyes filled with tears? It was because she loved Sipo Yiyin deeply. It was not until this moment that she realized that she had loved him and missed him until her death.
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Yiyin closed his eyes, but he did not feel the pain he imagined.
It wasn't until he got impatient with waiting and carefully opened his eyes that he realized that Mei Uesugi was close at hand, looking at him blankly.
The distance between the two became closer and closer, and finally she kissed him.
The two bamboo swords fell to the ground at the same time. Yoshigine didn't know whether to be grateful for the rest of his life or to be afraid of Uesugi Mei's gentleness and sweetness.
Why did she...kiss me...
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Mei Uesugi closed her eyes and kissed the man in front of her. Memories came flooding back to her, making her unable to restrain herself.
Enemy... I can't let you go after all... No matter what you become...
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Yiyin didn't know why, and his mind was confused, so he simply said goodbye and left.
Mei Uesugi remained silent, sitting on her knees in the dojo, savoring the memories and kisses just now.
I don't know how much time passed, but an old man in kimono walked into the dojo, looked at Uesugi Mei, who was sitting there and remained motionless, bowed slightly and asked.
"Little miss?"
"You go back and tell the old man that I have agreed to this marriage. I will marry Sibo Yiyin. I will definitely marry him."
Chapter completed!