Song Ziqing's gaze wandered around the room, trying to find a token.
However, this place had already been destroyed by his battle with Bian Bufu. There was nothing of value here.
Finally, his gaze stopped on Li Bai Qing Er's black hair.
A green jade hairpin was inserted into her jet-black hair, making Bai Qing 'er look elegant and lovely.
Song Ziqing stretched out his hand to take it, but Bai Qing 'er subconsciously dodged. However, when she saw Song Ziqing's cold gaze, her body stiffened. Now that she was like a knife on a chopping board, she could only let Zhao Ziqing do whatever he wanted.
Seeing Song Ziqing remove the green jade hairpin, Bai Qing 'er's eyes flashed with a trace of reluctance.
This was her favorite piece of jewelry. Zhu Yuyan had given it to her.
However, Song Ziqing exerted a little strength in his palm, and the green jade hairpin instantly broke into two pieces.
"You and I will each hold half. If you pass on the news in the future, you can send someone to bring the hairpin to inform you.”
The broken part of the hairpin was uneven, and only the other half could fit perfectly.
It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to duplicate a hairpin made of the same material and with the same crack.
It could be said to be the only token in the world.
"If the information you sent is true, you will naturally benefit from it." Song Ziqing said indifferently.”
With the system in his hands, Song Ziqing believed that he would definitely be able to offer Bai Qing 'er something that she would not be able to refuse.
"If the news is leaked…"
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning of his threat was expressed vividly.
Bai Qing 'er immediately broke out in a cold sweat and said pitifully,"Young Master Song, you worry too much.”
Song Ziqing explained some more details, and Bai Qing 'er kept nodding in agreement. She was very cooperative, and it was obvious that she was extremely afraid.
Then, he left with Bian Bufu's head in his hand.
After all, he couldn't go back on his word.
Bai Qing Er looked at Song Ziqing's departing back. After a long time, she finally sat down on the ruins without caring about her image. She panted heavily and calmed her panicked heart.
Only now did she realize that her back was drenched in sweat.
Song Ziqing gave her too much pressure. In a trance, she actually had the illusion that she was facing Zhu Yuyan.
Bai Qing 'er pursed her lips, revealing a trace of unwillingness, and said hatefully,"When I return to the Yin Weed Sect, will you really be able to capture me?”
In a fit of pique, she kicked the stone far away, revealing a drawing board below. She couldn't help but be stunned.
This was her boudoir, and painting was a way for her to express her emotions.
At this moment, when she saw the drawing board, the image of Song Ziqing's god-like figure suddenly flashed across Bai Qing 'er's mind.
She was stunned.
After hesitating for a moment, she found a brush, ink, and white paper on the ground and started drawing on the ruins.
Looking at the outline of the painting, one could vaguely make out that it was a man holding a long knife.
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It was already late at night.
Lian Xing stood in front of the window and gently gathered the ice gauze before putting it down. The night sky outside the window was like a thin mist.
Her injuries were not serious, but she needed to recuperate for a short period of time. For a moment, she was free.
When he was free, he had many distracting thoughts.
He would occasionally think of Yao Yue and himself, but he thought of Zhao Ziqing the most.
Perhaps every young girl who was in love was like this.
A trace of worry flashed across his heart. Song Ziqing had already been gone for a long time and had not returned yet. Could something have happened? Bian Bufu had been in the Grandmaster Realm for more than ten years and was not easy to deal with.
When she thought of his determined back view when he left, she felt a sense of protection.
It was a completely different feeling from Yao Yue's overbearing protection.
Thinking of this, Lian Xing couldn't calm down at all. She wanted nothing more than to immediately find Song Ziqing.
Yao Yue, who had just finished healing Lian Xing, was standing by the side. She stared at her younger sister, whose expression was constantly changing, and felt an indescribable strangeness in her heart.
She frowned, feeling that this situation was familiar.
After thinking hard for a moment, he suddenly remembered that it was him from a few days ago!
Before Song Ziqing came to propose, she was already in this state!
Yao Yue felt that it was absurd.
My sister is in love?
But with whom?
Yao Yue's mind raced.
Yan Nantian? Impossible! Other than the sword, there was nothing else in that man's eyes. Women would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.
However, other than Yan Nantian, no other men had come to the Transforming Flower Palace these days.
Yao Yue pondered for a long time but to no avail, and she could not ask directly.
With her strange relationship with Lian Xing, it would be strange if Lian Xing told the truth.
It was not that Yao Yue had deliberately ignored Song Ziqing, but that her misconception had made him subconsciously exclude Song Ziqing.
Ever since she became disabled from snatching Yao Yue's things when she was young, Lian Xing had never fought for anything and had always avoided anything Yao Yue liked.
Yao Yue did not believe that Lian Xing would dare to snatch Song Ziqing from him.
She didn't know how desperate and terrifying a woman would be when her desire, which had been suppressed for more than ten years, suddenly erupted.
The two sisters were in different moods and were lost in their own thoughts until a figure appeared outside the courtyard.
It was Song Ziqing, carrying Bian Bufu's head as he hurried back.
Under the starlight, he still looked carefree and unhurried.
Yao Yue tiptoed like a butterfly and rushed over.
Lian Xing wanted to do the same, but she was a step too late.
The two of them, a fairy of the Moon Palace and an elegant young master, looked like a match made in heaven.
She retracted her hands and feet, allowing her long dress and sleeves to cover her crippled hands and feet.
Only then did he walk over.
When Song Ziqing saw Lian Xing, he raised the head in his hand and smiled at Lian Xing.""Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you! Are your injuries alright?"
Lian Xing's heart warmed. She lowered her head and said,"It's nothing serious."”
Song Ziqing smiled." I shouldn't have provoked Palace Lord Lian Xing of the Flower Transferring Palace. Now that my head is here, I'll let Palace Lord Lian Xing do whatever she wants!"”
His gaze was warm and filled with concern for Lian Xing.
Lian Xing was suddenly in a good mood. She smiled at Yao Yue and said,""Sister, the weather is good tonight."
Yao Yue was baffled. This sister of hers, who was suspected to be in love, was strange.
Lian Xing smiled and looked up at the sky.
Stars filled the sky, and there was no moon.
……
……
A ticket!
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