The appearance of foreign women in this era is indeed surprising. The woman's appearance is top-notch, and her skin is fairer than theirs. Especially her pair of ocean-like eyes, which are indeed evocative.
The woman in the cage was sitting obediently in the cage with her legs crossed, her golden hair covering half of her face, and her blue eyes full of fear.
"Seven hundred thousand."
…”
"one million."
The voice coming to his ears, Ye Qianning looked, was the shadow guard of Xiliuyuan.
Everyone heard the sound and looked upward. Although they did not see Prince Xilun, the position where the guard was standing was the position of Prince Xilun yesterday.
Xilan offered one million, this...
Don’t they all say that the Prince of Xilun is not flirtatious with women?
Lin Hui recognized the shadow guard. She was shocked at first, and then stared viciously at the beautiful woman on the auction stage, feeling jealous.
“Heh.” He Lianchen laughed.
I didn’t expect that Xi Liuyuan, who had a Buddhist heart, would photograph a woman in public.
Ye Qianning also clicked his tongue twice with interest.
“One million and one hundred thousand.”
Zhuoran Villa bid the price.
Everyone looked at the location of Zhuoran Villa in shock.
“Two million.” Shadow Guard said coldly.
When Qin Huan, the owner of Zhuoran Villa, heard about two million, he felt a little bad. He thought about it and said, "Two million and one hundred thousand."
Song Yunlou was determined to win by the people on the auction stage at first, but after Xi Lu set the price, he became a little restless.
Qin Zhifeng remained silent from beginning to end.
Song Yuening had nothing to do with herself, she crossed her arms with a cold expression on her face.
“Three million.” The shadow guard’s expression did not change.
The crowd booed.
Three million taels without blinking an eye.
The people on the fifth floor were from unknown aristocratic families who dared to bid with the Prince of Xilun. Qin Huan didn't know the difference, so he lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yunlou.
Song Yunlou was unwilling to give up, but he had no choice but to shake his head.
Qin Huan saw the other party shaking his head, knowing that there was no hope. He turned around and sat on the chair, clapped his big hands on the table, with a sad look on his face.
“Three million, is there anyone who bids?” the steward shouted.
The crowd was quiet.
"Three million sold." The manager said: "Today's auction ends here."
Lin Hui's handkerchief was almost broken. She watched helplessly as the shadow guard beside Xi Liuyuan stepped forward to pay, and the attendants in the hall carried the cage to the fourth floor.
That look in his eyes made him want to cut the woman in the cage to pieces.
Ye Qianning and Helianchen were both curious and looked towards the stairs.
The attendants carried the cage up, not into Xiliuyuan's room, but into Room No. 17.
"I don't know what Xi Liuyuan is thinking." He Lianchen curled his lips.
“What else can you think about after taking such a stunning photo?” Ye Qianning turned around and walked towards the house.
He Lianchen quickly followed up: "Xi Liuyuan is different from others. I heard that he can understand the sky. Maybe she can get the location of Penglai Immortal Mountain from the woman's mouth."
“Even Tongtian Xiang may not be able to understand what she said.”
“That woman spoke the language of heaven.”
Ye Qianning couldn't help laughing.
"why are you laughing?"
“The young prince has a very rich imagination.”
"Is not it?"
“Of course not.” Ye Qianning sat down.
He Lianchen also sat down, thought for a while and raised his eyes with surprise: "Why are you so sure?"
"The barbarians speak differently from us. Why don't you think it's the language of heaven? The grassland language is the same as ours. Is it also the language of heaven?" Ye Qianning asked with a smile.
