Chapter 100: Retrieve the Question Heaven Sword

alive, would only be a "lump of flesh" lying in bed."Zhang Jin, what do you think of my medical skills"Zhang Jin looked up and met Qing Xuan's eyes filled with certainty. He answered without any hesi...Thinking about this, Nangong Hua's gaze towards the third floor deepened.

Could it be…

Could they actually be the same person

After that, Nangong Hua immediately denied this unrealistic idea.

That woman should still be eating at Wuwei Ju.

Moreover, their voices were different.

And though the woman was dressed in fine attire, befitting her wealthy family background, she didn't have enough money to afford a private room on the third floor of Yunian Pavilion.

Unless you spend over a million taels within Yun'an Ge, you can't even reach the third floor's private room.

Even he doesn't have that qualification.

That woman was impossible.

At this time, Qingxuan still didn't know that Nangong Hua had secretly looked down on her in her heart.

Even if Qingxuan knew, it wouldn't matter to her at all.

Not only was Nangong Hua astonished, but everyone else present was also amazed by Qingxuan's actions.

In this black market, no one knows Qingxuan's identity, but that doesn't mean Nangong Hua and Ling Ruo can't find out about it in the future.

After all, both parties' identities and power are laid bare here.

At that time, if her identity had been exposed, she could have taken this letter of promise to the palace and flaunted it widely among the people.

It was Nangong Hua who snatched her husband's Wentian Sword first. Now, she is making them write a promise. If they break their promise and try to take back the Wentian Sword, then both Nangong Hua and Ling Ruo will suffer greatly in terms of reputation, both within the palace and among the people. The scandal that will erupt will be even bigger than what it is now.

Now that Nangong Hua and the Southern War King are getting so close, even if Ling Luo makes a mistake, he can only endure it. It's obvious that Nangong Hua wants to use the Southern War King's power to help him become crown prince.

Before Nangong Hua downstairs could speak, Ling Ruo in the iron cage couldn't bear it and shouted before Nangong Hua: "I will write a promise! I will!"

The feeling of being all over itchy and painful made her feel like she was worse off than dead.

She now just wants to be free as soon as possible.

Since Jian Ling had agreed, Nangong Hua opened her mouth but didn't continue to argue or refuse.

Or perhaps from the moment Ling Qiao rashly wanted to lift the silk curtains on the third floor and peek into the iron cage, he and Ling Qiao had already lost their footing in this black market.

Nangong Huamei frowned and could only resignedly say, "Bring me a pen!"

With a single glance from the little maid, two maidservants immediately brought over a table with writing implements: brushes, ink, paper, and a stone for grinding ink.

Qing Xuan sipped her tea faintly, "Indeed, this little maid isn't simple."

With brush, ink, paper, and inkstone laid out before him, Nangong Hua had no choice but to bite the bullet and write the promise.

The little servant then presented the pledge to Iron Cage, asking Ling Ru to press his handprint on it.

It was a simple action, but it hurt so much that Li Rong gritted his teeth.

After both of them had signed their names on the promise letter, the servant placed the letter in a tray.

Seeing the maid at the tray remained motionless, Ling Ruo couldn't help but shout, "Can you let me go now"

The maidservant: "Wait until the honorable guest has seen it.

Ling Ru cried out impatiently, "Then send it up to her now! Quickly!"

The maidservant's gaze shifted to the Heaven Piercing Sword in Nangong Hua's hand.

The maidservant: “My lord, this Heaven-Piercing Sword also needs to be sent over together.”

Nangong Hua looked at the Zhentian Sword that he had just written a vow on and placed on the table.

From the first time he saw Nangong Ye using the Zhentian Sword, he wanted to possess it.

Later, he finally waited until Nangong Ye became a useless person, and he snatched it from him.

Now, for Ling Luo, he had to give up this Heavenly Questioning Sword...

Thinking about this, Nangong Hua couldn't help but despise Ling Ruo's foolishness and lack of intelligence in her heart.

He stiffly placed the Zhentian Sword onto the tray.

After Nangong Hua placed the Heavenly Sword into the tray, another maid also placed the Purple Bright Pearl that Ling Luo had just knocked off into the tray.

Today, she experienced such a humiliating and painful scene in this Yuntian Pavilion.

At this time, Ling Luo, whose pain twisted her features, curled up in the iron cage. A vicious coldness flashed again in her eyes.

After she leaves here, she will definitely find a way to find out this woman's identity, and dismember her into ten thousand pieces, as well as destroy this Yunian Pavilion!

Just a moment ago, Ling Ru had signed her name on the contract with a determined heart. Now, she secretly vowed in her heart to seek revenge on Qingxuan and Yun'ian Pavilion!

Inside the elegant chamber on the third floor, Shao Hua Ge, Qing Xuan immediately picked up the sword named Wen Tian from the tray upon seeing it delivered by a maid.

Zhen! With a crisp, clear sound.

As the blade was drawn from its sheath, a wave of biting cold swept over them.

Qingxuan gazed at the blade of Wentian Sword, holding her breath.Namgung Yeop kissed rather intensely. Though she had rested for a whole night, the swelling on her lips had subsided. However, if he continued kissing like last night, she worried that she would have...