Supreme Sovereign

Although the little incident with the Shi brothers did not last long, many people still saw it as people came and went on the street.

Qin Yi could feel that many people who were familiar with him seemed to be avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.

Even if some of them smiled at him reluctantly or said hello, they were all in a hurry, and the meaning of alienation was very obvious.

It can be seen that these people did not want to have too close contact with him, and they were intentionally or unintentionally drawing a line between them and him.

Qin Yi saw this and felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and secretly sighed that human feelings were as thin as paper.

However, he was not disappointed. It was not a life-and-death friendship. Whether these people were enthusiastic or distant, he would not care too much.

In fact, he felt that this was good, at least he could keep his ears clean.

"Qin Yi, Mr. Qin!"

Just as Qin Yi quickened his pace, a charming call came from behind him.

There was no need to look back, and the person was known by the voice. It was actually Jiang Xinyue, the seventh princess of the royal family of Qingluo State.

Qin Yi had a good impression of the Seventh Princess. At least, at the first meeting of Qianlong, Jiang Xinyue did not target him. Even when Yunfeng targeted him, Jiang Xinyue helped him out.

"Seventh Princess." Qin Yi stopped and smiled warmly.

Jiang Xinyue changed her royal and rich attire and wore a Taoist robe from the Yin-Yang Academy. The design of the Taoist robe was ingenious, which perfectly wrapped Jiang Xinyue's exquisite and tall figure. She had a graceful figure and a delicate body. With her refreshing long hair, it fell naturally behind her head. Two strands of black hair hung on her chest, adding a bit of freshness and vitality to the girl.

Coupled with her clean and natural smile, if there is such a thing as a goddess in this world, Jiang Xinyue is definitely the goddess among the new students of this year.

Jiang Xinyue's eyebrows were slightly stretched, and she looked at Qin Yi with a smile.

"This is the Yin-Yang Academy, there is no Seventh Princess or Eighth Princess. Hehe, you can call me Xinyue." Jiang Xinyue gently stuck out her fragrant tongue, with a hint of playfulness.

Qin Yi was stunned. He didn't expect that the seventh princess of the royal family would have such a charming side. He had never experienced it in the palace.

Seeing Qin Yi pondering in silence, Jiang Xinyue pouted: "What? Are you not happy? If it were someone else, I would not allow you to call me that!"

Jiang Xinyue and Qin Yi are of similar age. Usually, she is a royal princess with the aura of the royal family, majestic and noble. Such a girl often makes people feel unattainable.

At this moment, she pretended to be angry, cute and lovely. Between her frowns and smiles, she lacked some of the princess's reserve, but had some of the kindness of a girl next door.

Bright eyes and white teeth, eyebrows and eyes like a painting.

Full of youthful atmosphere and girlish beauty.

Qin Yi didn't have any evil thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't refuse such a young and dreamy girl with a stern face.

He smiled freely and nodded, "Then I won't be hypocritical. To be honest, calling her by her name is indeed more comfortable than calling her princess."

Qin Yi's reaction surprised Jiang Xinyue a little.

There are many young geniuses in Qingluo Kingdom who often hang around in front of her. But these hangarounds are actually the actions of young people to attract her attention.

Once Jiang Xinyue really noticed them, their eyes would be more or less evasive, or even panic. This shows that deep in their hearts, they don't have enough confidence to really communicate with her.

Only Yunfeng can be calm in the process of communicating with her, even if it is pretended to be calm, it is extremely difficult.

But the smile and eyes of the Qin family boy in front of him are all calm and calm.

From the experience of Jiang Xinyue, a royal princess, this is a very confident temperament that emanates from the inside out, an aura that does not need to be supported by pretending to be powerful.

Neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impatient, not surprised by praise or criticism.

Qin Yi saw Jiang Xinyue's pair of beautiful eyes, which were like gems, looking at him.

He couldn't help but shrug and smile: "Do I have a flower on my face?"

"No." Jiang Xinyue shook her head seriously.

"Then do we have a grudge?" Qin Yi asked with a wry smile.

"No."

Qin Yi sighed: "Since there is no flower on my face, we have no grudge. Isn't it a trick to look at me like this? Don't you find that the eyes around are trying to tear me into pieces?"

Jiang Xinyue glanced around leisurely. At this time, there were at least 20 or 30 new students around, looking at them, and they were all male students.

Jiang Xinyue realized that she and Qin Yi were talking and laughing, and the distance between them seemed to be a little too close.

In the eyes of others, it might look more than a little ambiguous.

A faint blush appeared on her fair face. However, she frowned immediately.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman?"

Although they knew that Jiang Xinyue was pretending to be fierce, the young people who were watching the excitement still put away their murderous eyes. They glanced at Qin Yi with jealousy, muttered something unclearly and dirty, and dispersed indignantly.

"You see, sometimes, the solution to trouble is so simple." Jiang Xinyue had an expression that said I helped you a lot.

Qin Yi smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought to himself, Miss, you are not solving troubles for me, but causing me more troubles.

However, he naturally would not say these words, but said: "The morning bell rang, let's go to gather quickly. Don't be late for the first day of gathering."

"Are you worried about being late? Hehe, then why didn't you come to register until the deadline? You probably don't know how many people you have offended invisibly in these three days, right?"

Qin Yi smiled: "I know."

"You can still laugh if you know?" Jiang Xinyue glared.

"Haven't you heard that if there are too many lice, your body won't itch?"

After Qin Yi finished speaking, he accelerated his pace and walked towards the door of the hall.

Jiang Xinyue looked at Qin Yi's back with clear eyes, and didn't rush to catch up. There was a hint of deep meaning in her bright eyes.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the girl's face, as beautiful as a flower blooming for the first time.

"Qin Yi, you can make the elders of the academy sacrifice two years of contribution points in exchange for your admission qualification. I don't believe that you don't have any unknown secrets!"