"ah!!!"

The bird who was waving up early to seek insects was flew high, and when he looked at his flapping appearance, he knew that he had been greatly frightened.

Not only that, the other servants and maids in the mansion were shocked by the scream. For a moment, a group of sword guards rushed in with weapons, and while shouting "assassin", they were pushing forward carefully.

When the head of the guards in the royal palace rushed into the room, he saw the scene in front of him and stayed there.

Where is the assassin?

The long sword in his hand was raised, and some guards squeezed in behind him were holding crossbows, which were fully armed. They had imagined that someone with high martial arts skills in the world came to assassinate His Highness, and had fantasized about the appearance of an assassin, but now... where is the assassin?

But there is a goal in general, right?

So they surrounded Bai Qing'er, the only suspect in the room.

In the room.

Bai Shaotang sat upright in front of the bronze mirror.

Bai Qing'er was standing aside with a comb in a daze, while her other hand had several long hair that had fallen off.

The heart-wrenching scream just now was caused by the few long hairs she had fallen on her hands. The prince and the prince actually made such screams in fear because of the few long hairs she had fallen, which really shocked Bai Qing'er.

Isn’t it normal for a person to lose his hair?

Why did His Royal Highness look lifeless? And the scream just now scared Bai Qing'er, who was from the Yingui Sect, and the guard who had just entered the room to surround him, almost thought that his identity had been exposed. It was not until she saw the same confused look on the face of the guard leader that she felt relieved, and the true energy that had gathered was much calmer.

As everyone's eyes looked at, Bai Shaotang slowly stretched out his right hand. The constantly trembling arm showed how agitated his mood was at this moment. His lips trembled, and his upper and lower lips that were constantly opening and closing were revealing Bai Shaotang's agitated mood. He grabbed Bai Qing'er's hand holding the comb with one hand, gently took off the hair on the other hand, put it in front of his eyes, and choked and said, "Hair... has fallen!"

After he woke up from his sleep last night, he checked himself in front of the bronze mirror, but he didn't find any big problems before he fell asleep peacefully.

After all, after seeing the Swordsman version of himself bald, the feeling of fear was always inseparable.

When I think of the cold and cold Ximen Chuxue's bald hero...

Bai Shaotang is already in love with her.

At least the swordsman version of himself is already in a desperate situation. When he left his sleep last night, he was ready to find a good place to commit suicide on a zodiac day.

Just a few hairs fell off and screamed like this?

When Bai Qing'er and the guards couldn't understand what was worth making a fuss about when they heard Bai Shaotang's murmuring, what was worth making a fuss about? And what was surprised by the guards was that His Highness, the prince from his family, has become strange recently.

Seeing this, Bai Qing'er asked her inner doubts because she had practiced with the prince yesterday, and at the same time she was also persuading Bai Shaotang not to worry, it is normal for a person to lose his hair.

"You don't understand!"

However, after hearing Bai Qing'er's comfort, Bai Shaotang's low mood did not relieve it, but became stronger. He counted one by one in his hand, and only heard Bai Shaotang say with a sad charm in his hoarse voice: "Really."

"This hair is not falling off one by one, but strands."

"Do you know what will happen if this continues?"

Looking up, Bai Shaotang's eyes were facing Bai Qing'er's eyes. In Bai Qing'er's eyes, she could see and feel the mist that was filled with her eyes and a sense of unspeakable sadness. But she didn't understand what Bai Shaotang meant.

Bald.

Bai Shaotang almost saw what he looked like in the future for a period of time. His head was smooth, leaving only a little hair on both sides and the back of his head. But how 'style' he would be as a teenager at that time?

If this is a duel with the masters in the world, and a group of young masters such as Wu Zi, Shi Feixuan, etc., I am afraid that the other party will be laughed to death.

He is a dignified eldest grandson and his prince is shameless.

Is this really a genetic?

Before he could practice the sword skills of Feixian and Ximen Chuxue, he had already shown signs of baldness.

this……

Or is it the negative impact of the Swordsman version of himself?

By this time, Bai Shaotang's agitation had stabilized, and he felt that since he suddenly showed signs of hair loss, he should find a solution.

After first waved his hand to let the frightened guards leave, Bai Shaotang asked Bai Qing'er to find a brocade box, carefully saved the long hair shed in the box, and then he spread it on the stool in a daze.

After breakfast.

In order to contact her relationship with His Royal Highness again, Bai Qing'er decided to take the lead in mentioning His Royal Highness's set of eyebrows and eyes, and wanted to play with His Royal Highness under the peach blossoms and spring breeze that only lustful men and women can understand.

You know, she also changed several places herself and used her own foundation in the Yingui Sect to enhance the ornamentality of her sword technique.

She is going to show off her good performance today, whether it is secret or open or free, as long as your highness needs it, she will show it to the prince. As for the look you were not sexy yesterday, she felt that she should not show it.

Don't worry, it can be affected slowly!

However, when Bai Qing'er made this request obscurely, it was denied by Bai Shaotang.

Seeing Bai Shaotang's face full of righteousness and serious rejection again, Bai Qing'er felt aggrieved and wanted to say that the prince was not like this yesterday. In the end, she could only watch Bai Shaotang leave her sight with a gaze.

"I'm not going to practice swordsmanship!"

In his heart, Bai Shaotang made such a decision. The signs of hair loss discovered in the morning completely made Bai Shaotang keep his advice from last night's swordsman version in his heart. He also specifically recalled his father Yang Zhao, grandfather Yang Guang, and others in this life.

So the genetic problem should be very small.

Then it's still a problem with the sword.

So he decided not to practice swords anymore. Today is the day when Miss Dugu Feng, the Dugu family, came to teach him how to practice swords. Bai Shaotang felt that his decision should be told to this little master.

courtyard.

Before Bai Shaotang got close, he could hear the sound of a sword dancing inside.

The sound of the sword was filled with a strange rhythm, and Bai Shaotang knew that Dugu Feng had arrived.

When he stepped into the courtyard, Bai Shaotang's eyes were attracted by the woman dancing the sword in the courtyard.

Under the peach blossoms, in the spring breeze.

The girl in pink was moving with the sword.

The sword moves, the person moves, the wind moves, and the heart moves.

The sword technique of the outsider who wanted to come up and hit someone and burn the other party to death was really eye-catching when he used the sword technique in Dugu Feng's hand. It was like a fairy descending to earth to stir up the world, making Bai Shaotang's eyes intent.

clang!

The sword stops! The wind stops! The people stop!

The long sword is sheathed.

Dugu Feng, who was standing under the peach tree, looked at the prince who was standing not far away and was looking at him. With a smile, the peach blossoms that looked at her with a smile became even more beautiful.
Chapter completed!