Chapter 619 - Wager

"Hmm, I do admire your courage to step into the fire pit willingly, it’s just that—" Ning Xiaoxian looked at her coldly, her eyes flashing with a knife-like gleam. On the Westward Journey, she had killed countless people, and her fierce aura burst forth suddenly. Although Yan Lingxue had cultivation, she was merely a long-time sheltered girl, how could she withstand this? She was so frightened that she almost lost her balance, yet she remembered not to lose face in front of her, so she gritted her teeth and stood firm, assisted promptly by Ping’er who had served her for a long time.

The momentum around Ning Xiaoxian erupted so suddenly and was then immediately withdrawn, her expression returned to normal, still smiling and saying: "But I am very petty-minded, the idea of two women serving one husband is thoroughly unacceptable! Furthermore, Tianling Pavilion treats this alliance as a business deal, forcing it through by attaching other conditions, only if Changtian agrees to marry you will Tianling Pavilion continue the transactions with both sides. Since that’s the case—"

She shrugged: "I’ve decided on my own: my Changtian won’t buy in! Little Pavilion Master, you’d better keep your eyes open and look for the next buyer! With your talents and beauty, if you push a little harder, maybe your next buyer will willingly fall under your pomegranate skirt."

Without lingering, she lifted her skirt and stepped onto the back of Qi Zai’s steel wings. The Big White Bird let out a clear cry and soared into the sky, disappearing from everyone’s view within a few breaths.

In this Plum Forest, her clear and melodious laughter seemed to still echo. The Hidden Guard standing by the scene resisted the urge to laugh. Lord Ning’s words sounded gentle, yet turned Yan Lingxue into a girl from the brothel, mocking her for serving with her talents.

She, the proud Miss of Tianling Pavilion, was ridiculed so harshly by this woman! Yan Lingxue felt a sweetness in her throat, her face turned pale. Ping’er huffed beside her: "That Ning doesn’t know what’s good for her, Little Pavilion Master, don’t be angry..."

Yan Lingxue gritted her teeth and said: "She actually humiliated me, she actually dared to humiliate me! If, if there comes a day—"

Ping’er panicked and tugged on her sleeve. Yan Lingxue suddenly came to her senses, seeing the Hidden Guard beside her staring with cold eyes, she realized she was still standing on someone else’s territory.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost piercing into her palms, forcibly suppressing all the resentment, anger, and shame in her heart.

"I don’t believe it, is she the only one making decisions in this Hidden Stream? Come, set off tomorrow, we’ll report this matter first!"

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When Changtian returned, Ning Xiaoxian was leaning on the bed, a brocade quilt covering her knees, reading the frontier reports sent by Qingluan. In recent years, Hidden Stream had compiled records of events occurring within its territory. History always hides clues, she needs to find useful information from them.

As Ruo Ping opened the door for him, a sliver of cold wind slipped into the room, brushing against Ning Xiaoxian’s hair, she ignored it and continued to bury her head in the scrolls, not even looking up when Changtian came to her side.

Soon, a warm hand stroked her hair, gently kneading twice, a gesture he often made when teaching her Divine Skills, a touch that filled her heart with admiration each time she closed her eyes to enjoy it. Feeling this warmth again now, her face suddenly turned red. What does this guy mean, last night he was like a beast seeking endlessly, and today he wants to pretend he’s a good teacher and friend?

Just thinking about this huge transition, her heart suddenly raced, and her face gradually heated up.

Pft, what is she fantasizing about again? Ning Xiaoxian can you think normally!

If she just now didn’t want to see him, now she dared not look at him. She lowered her head further, silent.

The atmosphere in the room felt odd, Ruo Ping had long slipped out sensibly, closing the door tightly.

Changtian didn’t see her facial expression, yet he could tell even her back was puffed with air. He only stroked her hair twice, then pulled her black hair to her chest, revealing a neck like a piece of white jade, his slender fingers tracing the beautiful curve lightly and slowly.

Beside her ear came his slightly deep voice: "Is your body feeling better?"

Just one ordinary sentence from him could stir endless fantasies.

Here it comes, instant transformation to a bad guy! She resisted the tingling itch from her neck, slapped his fingers away, shrank further into the bed saying: "Don’t touch me."

Changtian lowered his golden eyes and also sat down on the bed.