The more Su Ling thought about it, the angrier she became.
Su Ling became even more depressed when he thought that the princess from Southern Xinjiang who secretly came to Bei'an Country not only did not return to Southern Xinjiang Country after leaving the Forest of No Return, but also followed the envoy to Kyoto to boss her around.
She didn't dare to get angry at Su Cheng, so she could only vent her anger on Jiang Wuya, who was disguised as a servant.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you get away?!"
Purple light flashed in Jiang Wuya's faint pupils, and he bowed his head respectfully, "Yes." He turned around and backed away.
On that ordinary face, a dangerous smile bloomed from the corners of his lips, like a devil peeping at its prey in the abyss.
"You!" Seeing Su Ling seeking death again, Su Cheng was almost furious. He threw Su Ling's hand away and strode forward.
Even if those who don't know are not guilty, His Highness's moody temper may one day vent his anger on the Su family.
He had to think carefully about how to calm His Highness the Third Prince.
Su Ling was so stunned that she bit her lip reluctantly, thought about it, and finally went forward.
She also wanted to ask her grandfather when the extremely handsome Third Highness of the Southern Border Kingdom would come to the Su family again.
That day, His Highness praised her for being interesting. Didn't Grandpa say that His Highness rarely complimented others? She was someone who was favored by His Highness, and was expected to become the third prince's concubine in Southern Xinjiang
Why has it been so long and there is no news at all
Su Ling followed Su Cheng anxiously and impatiently.
She originally liked Baili Qingxue, but after meeting His Highness the Third Highness, she realized that she liked the extremely gorgeous beauty more than the aloof and cold Baili Qingxue.
Moreover, Baili Qingxue's heart has never fallen on her. Compared with this unattainable flower of the high mountains, it is more likely that His Highness the Third Highness will look at her differently.
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There are many passages to enter the auction house. I wonder if the previous conflict with the Lin family was noticed by the people at the auction house, and they deliberately separated Yun Qingyan's group from the Lin family's group. Yun Qingyan followed the young man to the auction house. In the private room, no one from the Lin family met again.
The private rooms of the Tianxia Auction House are divided into three classes, with the first class being the highest and the third class being the lowest. The rest of the people can only bid on ordinary seats.
The presence and level of the box also correspond to the identity of the bidder. The highest level of private rooms, the larger the area, the more luxurious the decoration.
This is not only a symbol of wealth and status, but also a symbol of fame!
"Sir, this is your box." The boy who led the way accepted the invitation letter Yun Qingyan took out and opened the door respectfully.
"Sir." The door opened, and two pleasant and crisp female voices came into my ears.
On both sides of the door, two maids wearing slim-fitting robes were seen waiting on either side. They had oval faces and willow eyebrows. They were not very stunning in appearance, but they were extremely good-looking.
What surprised Yun Qingyan the most was that these two maids had faint fluctuations of Yuan force on their bodies, and they seemed to be ninth-level Yuan practitioners.
There are few Yuan practitioners, and even fewer female Yuan practitioners. This is the first time Yun Qingyan has seen such a generous person, using a ninth-level Yuan practitioner as a maid.
The ninth level is not high, but it is quite a feat to find two young and beautiful ninth-level maids.
After all, the children of many families in Bei'an Kingdom are only junior earth elemental masters at this age.
The world auction really deserves its reputation.
Yun Qingyan sighed in his heart.
The young man smiled awkwardly. Considering that those who could represent the family at the auction were all men, the box was filled with soft and gentle maids.
He glanced at Yun Qingyan, then glanced at Yun Tian, who was over fifty years old, and Guang Han, who had a cold and aloof look on his face, and thought to himself that this time the beauty was probably in vain.
Sixth update~
(End of chapter)