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My Wife is A Sword God - Chapter 231

Published at 15th of March 2024 05:07:32 AM


Chapter 231: Beautiful Poem

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Chapter 231: Beautiful Poem

Following the guide, they arrived at the third floor. The number of jewelry pieces in sight was considerably fewer, but each piece was protected in a transparent glass bowl, indicating their preciousness.

Unlike the priced items on the second floor below, the transparent glass bowls here were inscribed with words that were difficult to understand.

For example, rain, frost, autumn, moon, and so on, to name a few.

The young lady noticed the confusion in the eyes of Qin Feng and the others and explained with a smile, Did the gentleman see the words on the glass bowls? To take a favored piece of jewelry from this level, you dont need to spend a single coin. However, you must write a poem based on those words.

If the poem composed can activate the glass bowl, it will open, and the gentleman can take the jewelry inside.

Qin Feng looked puzzled. In the Hundred Flowers Valley, were poems held in such high regard?

It was the same for Elegant Court, and it seemed that it was the case for Treasured Butterfly Pavilion as well.

He strolled through the third floor, his eyes scanning the jewelry in the glass bowls. Most of them were extraordinary.

Among them, some could no longer be classified as jewelry but rather as treasures!

Qin Feng pointed at an unusual item and asked, Does the same rule apply to this thing?

The young lady nodded with a smile, As long as you can activate the glass bowl to open, regardless of whats inside, you can take it, and we wont charge a single coin. However, if the glass bowl cannot be opened, even if the gentleman is willing to spend a thousand or ten thousand gold, we still wont sell it. Thats the rule of the third level of the Treasured Butterfly Pavilion.

Qin Feng understood. He then walked towards the depths of the third floor, and soon, his attention was drawn to a white jade hairpin.

The entire hairpin was pure white, with faint blue patterns resembling water ripples.

Its overall shape resembled a sword, without excessive decorations.

Although simple, at first glance, it was deeply captivating.

With just one glance, Qin Feng was convinced that this would be the perfect gift for his wife!

He even seemed to have envisioned his wife wearing this jade hairpin, smiling softly as she brushed her hair.

This is it! Qin Feng exclaimed excitedly, then lowered his head to look at the glass bowl, where the two characters Beauty were clearly written.

Poetry master, I apologize. For the sake of my wife, Im copying um, borrowing your poem.

With such thoughts, Qin Feng intended to pick up the brush.

However, the charming girl beside him spoke up, Young Master, please wait.

Why? Are you going back on your word? Black Charcoal Head frowned and asked.

Yes, Young Master. the girl nodded slightly.

She actually gave this reminder because she had a good impression of Qin Feng.

After all, except for the youth who had some talent in poetry, most of those who came to this third floor were just dabbling, and their poems could be said to be unbearable.

Its fine if you just embarrass yourself here, but it would be too embarrassing to embarrass yourself in public.

Qin Feng understood the girls thoughts and smiled, saying, Thank you for the reminder.

Young Master, theres no need to thank me. The girl breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had given up. However, to her surprise, the handsome young man in black actually picked up the pen again.

Young Master, are you?

Sorry, I really like this jade hairpin, so I want to give it a try.

The girl sighed at his words, In that case, please go ahead.

She only hoped that the poem the young man wrote would match one-tenth or two-tenths of his appearance.

In that case, at least in terms of face, it can still barely pass.

Qin Feng picked up the brush, exhaled, and then, under the white scroll next to the glass lamp, freely wielded the brush and ink.

Clouds yearn for elegant attire, flowers long for a beautiful countenance,

Spring breezes brush the doorstep, dewdrops enhance the richness.

If not witnessed atop the jade-like mountains,

One might meet beneath the moon on the Jade Terrace.

The girl kept her eyes on Qin Fengs brush tip, her expression constantly changing.

At first, there was a little surprise, then a mix of amazement and anticipation in her eyes.

Until the moment the last line of the poem was written, she felt a profound shock in her heart, and her scalp tingled.

How could there be such a beautiful poem in the world!

On the side, Black Charcoal Head on the side also widened his eyes and had goosebumps all over his body.

He was a martial artist with little education, and could not say any decent words of admiration.

He just wanted to say in his heartMy Young Master is awesome.




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