"How can I enter the Taixuan Secret Realm?"
Li Lingge lightly flicked the silver chain wrapped around Nangong Qingxue's neck with his fingertips, and the silver chain made a crisp sound.
Nangong Qingxue subconsciously licked the remaining medicine liquid at the corner of her lips. This unintentional little action allowed the remaining trace of medicine to dissolve again between her lips and teeth.
She narrowed her eyes, feeling the cold energy surging in her body.
At this moment, she was only one step away from achieving perfection in the "Nine Nether Cold Soul Art".
"In three months, the Taixuan Secret Realm will open. I can take you in, but you have to promise to help me refine another pill."
Before he finished speaking, the silver chain suddenly tightened!
Li Lingge flipped his wrist, and the runes on the chain lit up with a dazzling blood light, and Nangong Qingxue was pulled forward and fell.
"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"
Li Lingge leaned over and pinched her chin with such force that it almost broke her bones.
He flipped his left hand, and the bead that recorded the humiliating scene slowly rotated in his palm.
"If you make me unhappy, the whole world will be able to see the despicable appearance of the Goddess of Taiqing Palace on the auction stage of the Shengyu Chamber of Commerce tomorrow."
Nangong Qingxue's pupils suddenly shrank. Through the translucent surface of the image-retaining bead, she could clearly see the disgusting scene.
Disheveled hair, tears of humiliation, and the silver chain with bite marks...
"you!"
She struggled violently, and the cold spirit in her body that had just subsided began to run wild again.
“Bang!”
Just as the cold air was about to touch the Image Pearl, Li Lingge slapped her with her backhand, and the chaotic energy directly shattered the ice field she had condensed.
Nangong Qingxue was hit and her head tilted to the side. A trickle of blood slid down the corner of her broken lip, blooming a dazzling red plum on the ice.
"It seems the drug hasn't worked on you yet."
Nangong Qingxue was trembling all over. She grabbed the hem of Li Lingge's clothes with trembling hands, and her nails scratched wrinkles on the expensive fabric.
"I, I was wrong."
Deep in the sea of consciousness, Zhao Lingzhen's soul let out a heart-wrenching roar.
However, Nangong Qingxue was destined not to hear his roar.
She clutched the corner of the robe tightly as if it were a lifeline: "I will agree to anything you ask me to do. Please help me refine another pill."
Li Lingge suddenly loosened the chains and let her collapse to the ground.
He was casually spinning the photo beads and suddenly chuckled.
"Wouldn't it be nice if you were so sensible earlier?"
She flicked her fingertips, and the bead fell accurately into Nangong Qingxue's trembling palm.
"But now I want you to keep it in your own hands."
This decision, which was more cruel than death, made Nangong Qingxue feel like she was falling into an icy cave. She stared at the small bead in her palm, which reflected her miserable appearance at the moment.
The next moment, Li Lingge's voice came from above his head.
"From today on, you must carry this treasure with you at all times."
He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his warm breath caressing her cold earlobe.
"If you lose it, you will never get the elixir I made again."
Nangong Qingxue held the photo-recording bead tightly, but did not dare to destroy it.
Because she knew very well that Li Lingge was not joking with her.
…
The soft moonlight shines through the carved window lattices, casting mottled silver light on the jade floor tiles.
Li Lingge was flipping through ancient books at his desk. The candlelight stretched his slender figure all the way to the palace gate.
Suddenly, a breeze carrying the fragrance of night dew blew by, and the candlelight swayed gently.
Squeak——
The palace door was pushed open a crack, and Yun Ji's figure quietly appeared at the intersection of moonlight and candlelight.
She was rarely seen wearing a plain white gauze dress today, with only a silver hairpin in her hair, which made a tiny sound as she moved lightly with lotus steps.
"Your Highness."
Li Lingge raised his eyes, and his gaze suddenly fixed when it touched her right cheek.
On the skin that should have been as white as jade, there were several red fingerprints.
The moonlight shone obliquely on the scar, making the slightly swollen outline particularly clear.
"Who hit you?"
He closed the book in his hand. The sound was not loud, but it caused the temperature in the hall to drop sharply.
Yun Ji hurriedly turned her face to the side, letting the injured side hide in the shadows.
Her fingertips unconsciously twisted the silk ribbon around her waist, her drooping eyelashes cast a bluish-gray cast under her eyes, and a teardrop hung on her eyelashes, about to fall.
"Your Highness, please don't ask. I just need to practice hard, and no one will bully me in the future."
Before she could finish her words, Li Lingge appeared in front of her.
Slightly cool fingers gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look up towards the moonlight.
The red and swollen palm print was clearly visible under the cold moonlight, and there were a few tiny bloodstains on the edge, obviously scratched by an ornament such as a ring.
"The Yun family?"
He gently rubbed the edge of the scar with his thumb, and chaotic energy flowed through his fingertips.
Yun Ji trembled slightly in pain, but stubbornly bit her lower lip and refused to make a sound.
The night wind suddenly picked up, making the bamboo forest outside the window rustle.
She took the opportunity to step back half a step, her voice so soft that it almost blended into the moonlight.
"I, I just want to ask, if I want to know the recipe for the God-Forging Pill, what is the price I have to pay?"
The moonlight suddenly became brighter at this moment, illuminating the air between the two people in every detail.
Li Lingge clearly saw the determination and fear that flashed in her eyes when she said this. It was the look of someone who was risking everything.
"Price?" He suddenly chuckled and turned to the window. "You can't even say who hurt you, so what's the point of talking about price?"
Yun Ji looked at the figure with his back to her, pursed his lips, but didn't know how to speak.
"Your Highness, I..."
Unexpectedly, Li Lingge suddenly turned around and spoke.
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