The next day.
When Li Nuo got out of bed, he saw his wife sitting at the table, still fussing with that bottle of flowers.
Li Nuo couldn't bear to tell her that this skill was much harder than reading and writing; without years of practice, it was impossible to achieve that kind of effect.
He planned to stop by the Jade Sound Pavilion today and get another bottle for her.
Li Nuo walked over to the table and picked up the sword she had placed there.
Song Jiaren glanced over, then continued to fuss with the flowers.
Looking at the long sword in his hands, his wife cherished this sword very much and usually carried it with her.
It was a silver woman's sword, slender in build, three feet long, with the words "Green Frost" engraved at the base of the hilt.
Li Nuo drew the sword from its sheath and swung it aimlessly a few times, but he could no longer produce the beautiful sword flowers like he could yesterday.
The assassin's portrait in the Law Code had also faded.
