and frail, crying with tears streaming down her face, but the force behind it was no small matter. If he continued to retreat, his clothes were likely to be torn from him by her.Today, he came to see...Nan Gong Ye didn't hesitate to answer her question at all.

Namgung Yeop: "That's right" 。The owner of Yunjian Pavilion is indeed a member of the imperial family. 。Actually, Nangu Ye's answer was within her expectations. 。How could Yunjian Pavilion possibly ignore figures like Nan Gong Hua and Ling Ruojun if they weren't in power within the imperial family 。

Qingxuan pondered for a moment, doubt once again flickering in her eyes.

Qingxuan: “My husband, if you were someone from the imperial family, you would surely be an extremely powerful person.” 。Under the heavens, only the one seated on the dragon throne dares to treat others with such disdain. 。Yet the person on the dragon throne could not possibly be the master of the Cloud-Piercing Pavilion. 。Otherwise, you won't take the initiative to let me expose your identity. 。As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Ye raised his hand and gently stroked her nose. 。

Nan Gong Ye's eyes held a faint smile

Nan Gong Ye: "Xuan'er, you guessed right"

Indeed, it is not him. 。The confusion in her eyes deepened. 。

Qingxuan: "If it's not him, then who could it be"

However, this time Nangong Ye did not give her a clear answer.

Nan Gong Ye: "Xuan'er, from now on you will know the answer"

Now, no matter what, Yúnjiān Gé will not pose a threat to us. 。She wasn't very familiar with everything about the royal family, she only knew because she carried the original owner's memories. 。Regarding matters of the royal family, the original owner had heard everything from an old woman while washing clothes by the river. 。According to the original owner's memories, Qingxuan went through all the members of the royal family in her mind, from the emperor down to the princes, concubines, but she couldn't find anyone who matched. 。After thinking for a long time, she looked at Nangong Ye and casually said, “Husband, after much deliberation, I feel that the owner of Yunmeng Pavilion is most likely you.” 。Seeing Namgung Yeop's expression stiffen instantly, she smiled again and said, "Husband, I was just joking." 。 。If you were to say that you weren't injured and were left isolated, I would think the master of Yunian Pavilion was you. 。But after seeing you like that, the master of this Yunmen Pavilion is actually the least likely to be you. 。She finished speaking, and a doting smile appeared on Nangong Ye's expressionless face. 。Nan Gong Ye: "Xuan'er, the time is not yet ripe" 。When the time comes, I will tell you who the master of Yunian Pavilion is. 。Nan Gong Ye didn't say the person's identity now, naturally there was his reason and consideration. She also did not continue to ask. 。She nodded. “Fine, I won’t ask.” 。I thought that after having breakfast with her, Nangong Ye would calm down. Unexpectedly, after resting for a while, Nangong Ye started practicing swordsmanship again. 。"Nan Gong Ye, do you even want this body anymore" Seeing her with a tense face, Nan Gong Ye's originally aloof expression once again revealed an utterly pitiful look, like that of a golden retriever puppy. 。

Qingxuan：“……”

Nangong Ye blinked his deep eyes, pitifully saying: "Xuan'er, I know my physical limits..."

While I am tired now, it won't harm my body. 。I wish I could go back to how things were before, so I could protect you properly. 。Knowing Nangong Ye was so eager to return to the way things were before was for his own benefit, her face fell even worse. 。Although Nan Gong Ye said that his current strength wouldn't damage his body, if he continued to practice swordsmanship at this intensity with his current muscle and bone condition, his muscles and bones would feel like being scraped by a blade. 。He was in a lot of pain, but he still pretended to be relaxed in front of her. 。In a moment, mist welled up in her eyes. 。To avoid letting Nangong Ye see, and instead burden him, she quickly turned her head and snorted coldly: "I don't care about you!" A gentle voice came from behind Nangong Ye: "My wife is so kind" 。She turned her back to Nangong Ye, pursed her lips and whispered, "Fool!"Over the next two days, during the day Nangong Ye spent most of his time practicing swordsmanship. At night, worried that Nangong Ye's muscles would be too sore, she applied ointment to him and gave him a relaxing massage. 。But in the end, she always ends up being kissed by Nangong Ye onto the bed...word be in your hands"Just as Nangong Ye embraced her, she noticed beads of sweat trickling down his forehead and his legs trembling.She immediately retracted her hand that was touching Nangong Ye's h...