If there is a seemingly nonexistent black bamboo fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose, the whistling wind is blowing head-on, the scene in front of her eyes is changing rapidly, Murong Xue's anger dissipates instantly, her eyes widen in amazement: Is this the ancient lightness kung fu? It's amazing, she will learn it when she is free some other day.
While sighing in thought, Murong Xue saw a majestic and magnificent building. The off-white gate was shining brightly in the sun. It was made of unknown material. On the top of the gate were engraved the three flying and phoenix characters of 'Imperial Treasure Pavilion', which was noble and magnificent.
Ouyang Shaochen beside her tightly hugged her waist, flying gracefully, without any intention of stopping, Murong Xue couldn't help reminding softly: "My lord, the Imperial Treasure Pavilion is here, we can go down!"
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at Yubaoxuan, and said calmly: "There are a lot of items in Yubaoxuan's auction this time, it must be full of people, so let's not go to the lobby and go directly to the private room!"
Murong Xue looked up, and saw a row of beautiful lattice windows inlaid on the wall not far away, each one was exactly the same, Liu Mei couldn't help picking: "Do you know which private room you booked?"
"Of course I know!" Ouyang Shaochen smiled slightly, and his elegant sleeves drew a graceful arc in the air, like a piece of light snow, floating gracefully into an elegant room.
The moment the two fell to the ground lightly, a familiar figure appeared in the empty private room, with sharp eyes and a delicate face, it was the secret guard Xun Feng.
Seeing Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, Xun Feng immediately stepped forward to salute: "Your Majesty, Miss Murong!"
Murong Xue responded lightly, opened the arms around her waist, walked quickly to the door of the private room, looked out through the wide open door, and saw that the huge lobby was indeed full of seats, and the circular high platform in the center On it stood a beautiful woman in her twenties and eight years, pointing to a dark red ganoderma beside her, and introduced softly: "This is a thousand-year-old fire ganoderma, which can cure all diseases and detoxify all kinds of poisons. two… "
"Twenty thousand taels..."
"Thirty taels..."
"Forty thousand taels..."
The sound of bidding one after another resounded in the air, and Murong Xue smiled and looked at the fire ganoderma: "Huo ganoderma is the best among ganodermas, and the thousand-year-old fire ganoderma is even rarer. As long as there is still a breath, after taking it, the injury will heal quickly. The items auctioned in the Imperial Treasure Pavilion are indeed not ordinary...
Ouyang Shaochen stood in front of the window, looking at the empty embrace, a trace of melancholy flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and the faint scent of a woman lingered on the tip of his nose, as if he could still feel her small waist under the palm of his hand, which was so soft and unbelievably soft , his eyes flashed, he Shi Shiran walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Murong Xue: "Have a cup of tea!"
"Thank you!" Murong Xue took the teacup, took a sip, and the light tea fragrance lingered in her mouth. She nodded appreciatively, her gaze was still fixed on the circular high platform, and she murmured to herself: "I don't know if the Diyang grass has been killed or not. auction it off?"
"Xiaozhi has been waiting here, and the shooting of Diyangcao has not yet started!" Xun Feng opened his mouth cautiously, seeing Ouyang Shaochen's face as usual, he was quietly relieved.
"That's good!" Murong Xue also heaved a sigh of relief, sipping tea slowly, and a beautiful woman's gentle laughter sounded in her ears: "The fire ganoderma is owned by Mr. Wang. Linglong congratulates Mr. Wang. Next, auction a box of land." Yangcao... the starting price is 5,000 taels..."
Murong Xue's eyes lit up, she looked down at the high platform, and saw that the wooden box on the high platform was full of herbs, which was exactly the same as the Diyang grass she had read in the book.
"Ten thousand taels..."
"One thousand fifty taels..."
"Twenty thousand taels..."
"Fifty thousand taels!" Qingling's female voice resounded in the air, and the entire auction house fell silent instantly. The bidders frowned and thought for a moment, then shook their heads: Diyang grass is the most yang herbal medicine, and it can only detoxify Yin poison, unlike Ganoderma lucidum. , Ginseng is available to everyone.
They bid to buy it at a reasonable price to be prepared, but Murong Xue's price already exceeded the value of Diyang Grass, they didn't want to spend so much money for it, so they stopped asking.
"50,000 taels for the first time, 50,000 taels for the second time, and 50,000 taels for the third time, no one raised the price, and the Diyang grass belongs to that girl!" Shui Linglong smiled slightly, and knocked down the trading hammer.
"Bang!" The moment the hammer sound fell, a soft voice came: "Wait a minute!"
A young woman walked into the lobby slowly. She was wearing a goose-yellow floor-length dress, her jet-black hair was combed into a delicate bun, her eyebrows were like Yuan Shandai, her lips were like cherry blossom petals, and her beautiful eyes were rippling and full of makeup. No application, plain face to the sky, still as beautiful as a fairy.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Sunan Xiangsu?"
"Couldn't it be her, the eldest granddaughter of the emperor's master, the most talented woman in the capital, and the most beautiful woman can be called the most beautiful woman, what is she doing here..."
"What else can I do, of course I'm taking pictures, I don't know what she wants to take pictures..."
Everyone discussed quietly, and looked at Su Nanxiang.
Su Nanxiang seemed to be used to this kind of praise, Shi Shiran walked down the high platform, looked up at the center of the high platform: "Miss Linglong, I will pay one hundred thousand taels for this box of Diyang grass!"
Shui Linglong was startled, and politely refused: "I'm sorry, Miss Su, someone has already photographed Diyang Grass."
"That girl didn't pay the money, so it shouldn't be considered a successful transaction!" Su Nanxiang looked bright.
"When the trading hammer falls, the auction has been completed. Even if the money has not been paid, the Diyang grass already belongs to that girl. If Miss Su wants the Diyang grass, she can discuss it with that girl." Shui Linglong explained with a smile: Imperial Treasure Xuanneng enjoys a high reputation in the capital because of a series of strict rules of fairness and justice. As an auctioneer, she must strictly abide by the rules and not violate them.
"So that's it, please trouble Linglong girl!" Su Nanxiang said softly, turned to look at Murong Xue, and was startled suddenly, it was... the private room specially reserved by Prince Xiaoyao's mansion, why would she be standing there
The beaded curtain was drawn down, covering Murong Xue's face, only her graceful figure was looming behind the beaded curtain, Su Nanxiang frowned slightly in his heart: "Girl, my mother's body is weak and cold, and she urgently needs to be expelled by the earth yang grass." Cold air, I wonder if the girl can give me the Diyang Grass?"
"To get rid of coldness in the body, you can use other herbs, not necessarily earth yang grass!" Murong Xue has a little understanding of medical principles, and there are not hundreds of herbs for body cold, and there are dozens of them. between, can be substituted.
"My mother's body cold is relatively severe, and the effect of using Diyang grass is the best!" Su Nanxiang explained with a smile.
"I'm sorry, Miss Su, I'm also seriously ill. Other herbs are useless to me. I can only use Diyang Grass to save my life!" Her mother's illness was not that serious and other herbs could save her mother's life.
And she lost the fire lotus seeds, she must have the earth sun grass, the number of earth sun grass is not much, lost this one, don't know when she will find the next one, she only has two fire lotus seeds in her hand, it can't last at all too long.
Hearing her firm answer, Su Nanxiang's eyelids sank slightly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Girl really don't want to sell Diyang grass?"
"It's not that I don't want to sell it, but I can't. Miss Su, please forgive me." Murong Xue's eyes were cold, and she paused every word.
Everyone looked at each other, looked at each other in blank dismay, one wanted to buy, and the other refused to sell, what should I do
The huge Imperial Treasure Hall fell silent in an instant, and even a needle could be heard falling on the ground. Su Nanxiang's beautiful willow eyebrows slightly frowned, and slowly raised her eyes to look at Murong Xue, but her eyes went straight past her, and looked at the elegant room Inside: "Senior Ouyang thinks, should this girl sell Diyang Grass?"
As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar: Prince Ouyang also came to the auction
Murong Xue was also taken aback: Su Nanxiang knew Ouyang Shaochen...