The ruthless prince and the enchanting concubine

Chapter 49
At this time, Ning Yan walked into a shop, and there were two big bronze characters "Cold Sword" written on the shop!Inside the shop, all kinds of swords are displayed on both sides, the cold light is shining, there is a kind of faint coldness, but it makes people's eyes shine.

"How is it?" Ning Yan looked back to Nangong Jin as if asking for credit, "Which sword do you like, just pick it, and I will give it to you!"

She said she was going to give him a sword?Nangong Jin burst into a smile, did this woman forget that he gave her all the money on her body.

Seeing this, Ning Yan turned dark and said displeasedly: "Don't you like it? Your sword is too murderous, hurting others and hurting yourself! You see, the swords here are all made of black iron, yes Yes, I once asked the store owner, he still has the treasure of the store..."

"When did Yan'er become so interested in swords?" He asked with a smile suddenly.

She calmed down, thought for a while, tilted her head and said, "Isn't it because you like it? If you like it, Yan'er naturally wants to ask more."

She said it so far-fetched, but he didn't expose it.

Brushing the sharp sword casually, the edge of the sword resonated slightly, like a whistle blowing from the deep valley, pure and long...

The swords here are indeed good swords. He has been in the imperial capital for so long, but he never knew it.

Just because he always thought that where these ordinary people come, what good things can there be?

Maybe it was the sound of the swords colliding that alarmed the people inside. An old man with gray hair came out from the inside, his voice was like a broken bamboo in autumn, and his voice was hoarse, "Do you like it? Would you like to buy one?"

Nangong Jin was taken aback. With such a sharp sword, he thought that the sword seller would be an expert, but he didn't expect it to be such a harmless old man.

Ning Yan stepped forward and said, "I heard that there is a sword in your shop called Ziri, but is it true?"

The boss looked indifferent, nodded and said: "Yes, you come with me."

Then he turned and walked in.

Ning Ningyan couldn't help being astonished, this Purple Sun Sword was forged from top-grade black iron, and it took ninety-nine and 81 days of forging. Such a cold sword can only be forged at a high temperature. Looking at the entire world, it is unique. Why does the boss talk about the Purple Sun Sword like a cabbage in their family?
Nangong Jin touched Ning Yan's arm, pointed in with her eyes, and then walked in.

Behind the storefront is a wide lawn with peach and plum trees in it. Among the trees, there is a huge rock firmly placed. Judging from the texture of the rock, it should be that kind of hard granite.However, such a large piece of granite is rare.

The two walked over, not understanding why the boss brought them to see Yan when they agreed to see the sword.

While he was wondering, the boss said, "No, this is Ziri."

The two were startled, and followed the boss to the other side of the rock, only to see a sword hilt with a green dragon carving on the granite rock!

Where is the sword?Could it be... in this rock?
The boss understood and nodded.

Surprise flashed in Ning Yan's eyes, and she said: "Who has such a powerful internal force, but forcibly inserted a sword completely into this rock."

The boss remained silent, obviously not wanting to answer.

Nangong Jin also seemed to be interested, and said: "On the one hand, the person with the sword has a strong internal force, and on the other hand, it is enough to see the toughness and sharpness of this sword. For ordinary swords, when they touch such a hard rock, the internal force will be stronger. The bigger it is, the faster it breaks!"

The boss smiled and said: "This young master is very right. If someone can pull out this sword, they only need one tael of silver to take this sword away."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head again and said, "It's just that no one has taken out this sword in so many years."

"Jin, what should I do? Yan'er wanted to give you the Purple Sun Sword." Ning Yan showed a little disappointment, frowned, and stroked the hilt of the sword.

Seeing the disappointment, Nangong Jin couldn't bear it, but this sword can only be pulled out with the power of Wuxiang Internal Skill. Could it be that she really wants to expose her own skill?
While hesitating, Ning Ningyan said: "Let's go, if we can't send Ziri away, then it's the same to send off..."

She was about to leave, and the hem of her skirt brushed against his wrist.

He flipped his hand over and held her tightly, and then he suddenly gathered his strength and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Jin, you..." Ning Yan's eyes were full of shock, yes, she brought him here to ease his mood, but also to test, to test how deep his inner strength is, to test how deep she will be in the future One day, is there any chance of winning?I thought he would definitely not make a move. He chose such a hidden ice cellar to practice in the mansion. How could he expose his years of painstaking efforts for a sword now?

However, he was really drawing his sword.

I saw that the sword body was pulled out from the granite bit by bit. At the beginning, there was still a little rust, but gradually, more and more parts of the sword were exposed, and the sword body had no rust at all. A sword that has just been forged has a cold light and is extremely sharp.

Finally, Nangong Jin suddenly withdrew his strength, and the Purple Sun Sword jumped out of the granite like a wild horse!Make a long sound of "Ding--".

The surprise and astonishment on Ning Ningyan's face were fully revealed, because just a month ago, she came here late at night and tried to pull out the sword, but she failed.Nangong Jin, did your internal strength improve by leaps and bounds after you became obsessed that day?
She walked over, stroked the sword with her fingers, and sighed: "It's really a good sword."

Nangong Jin smiled and said, "Yan'er, this... should be the first thing you gave me, and I will definitely cherish it!"

After all, he walked out so handsomely.

But Ning Ningyan was stunned for a moment, gave the boss a tael of silver, and followed her away.

The boss looked at the silver tael in his hand, and finally showed a smile on his face, "Zi Ri, your master is finally here."

As the sun was setting, Ning Yan and Nan Gongjin were sitting by a remote river. The setting sun was reflected in the river, and the whole area was flooded with red.Beside the two of them are two jars of aged wine, one jar for each person, that kind of freedom and casualness is unprecedented.

Ning Ningyan picked up the wine jar and took a sip, but half of it drenched on her robe.

Nangong Jin shook her head and smiled, took out a dark blue handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped the wine on her neck. That kind of gentle look, that kind of doting smile, really seemed, seemed—him.

Once upon a time, he was sitting under the pear tree, playing the piano quietly, and she leaned beside him and said, "Yishang, teach me how to play the piano!"

But he just smiled and said: "Yan'er still don't want to learn the piano, those who learn the piano will hurt their hands."

Then he said: "It's good for Yishang to teach Yan'er how to paint. Painting can nourish the heart and make you happy."

"Painting?" She smiled, "That's good, just paint!"

The dewdrops on the peach petals dripped on her face, and he just casually took out a handkerchief and wiped it off for her gently, his eyes indifferent and doting.

Do not think!Condensed Yan, don't think about it!
Because if you think about it, your heart will hurt!It hurts!
She gathered herself together and saw the man holding the handkerchief in front of her, it wasn't Chu Yishang, not the Chu Yishang who was always like a banished fairy who didn't mess with the world!It was Nangong Jin, who was a bit wanton and domineering, Nangong Jin who had already been married to her!

My heart hurts even more, and the pain is so painful that I can no longer hide it.

So, just throw yourself into his arms!Said: "Jin, hold me tight, hold me tight..."

He really hugged him tightly, then held her face again, pressed her under him, and kissed her deeply like a gust of wind.

"Yan'er, this king has already ordered you! You...you better not want to leave!"

He said this in her ear, with an undoubted overbearing, but also like a sweet word from the depths of love.

She closed her eyes, thinking about nothing, don't think about it!

The person on her body is taking possession of her little by little, and she is also getting lost little by little.

It's okay to get lost, Yishang, you said, let me forget you!
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(End of this chapter)