C28 (1/2)

”I promise you!” Su Muxiao screamed, ”Hurry and report! ”Quickly report!”

”Nineteen hundred thousand!” Just as Su Muxiao finished speaking, she raised the number plate in her hand and shouted.

Auctioneer's hand stopped in midair, and her entire Treasure-collecting Tower quieted down once again.

”Sizzle ~”

There was the sound of something shattering.

Feng Jingyi tightly held onto his chest. He was already so heartbroken that he couldn't speak anymore.

His mind was blank and his ears were buzzing. He could not hear what was happening outside. He raised his eyes, as if a servant had ran in to help Su Muxiao, who was sitting on the ground, and a few waiters had tidied up the mess in the room.

He looked at Bai Zheng who was standing at the side. Her fair face had a smile that was not a smile.

”I hope that the Shang clan will send those twenty thousand taels to our doorstep earlier. Otherwise, the Fifth Prince won't be able to gather this much money.”

Su Muxiao looked deeply at Bai Zheng, her eyes burning with a blazing fury. After a long while, she finally turned around with the little girl's support, gritting her teeth as she said: ”You don't have to worry.”

Bai Zheng laughed, it was sweet and light, like an oriole in the forest.

”Zheng knows that her work has always been safe. Even if she was more impulsive today, she shouldn't use such a large sum of money to joke around.

Seeing Su Muxiao slow down and turn her face, Bai Zheng sighed and continued.

”Cousin is a kind-hearted person who doesn't put up any defenses when interacting with others. She probably never thought about why she would always be the one to suffer.”

Su Muxiao staggered and said stiffly: ”You don't need to care!”

Bai Zheng did not mind and nodded: ”Cousin sister, take care.”

”One hundred ninety thousand!” Auctioneer's voice sounded.

Bai Zheng acted as if she did not hear anything, she returned to her chair, picked up a fresh set of tea, and started to eat.

When she went out to eat dinner, she was tossed about by Su Muxiao just now. Bai Zheng finally felt hungry.

She ate a few mouthfuls, and when she looked up, she realised Feng Jingyi was holding onto his chest, his face pale and eyes lifeless, staring at his blankly. Only then did she remember that she had not explained everything properly to him, and immediately put down the tea in his hand.

”Fifth Prince, don't worry. There will be people who will sincerely buy this paper making technique. You don't have to worry about money. As for the twenty thousand silver, just consider it as Bai Zheng repeatedly shocking your highness to apologize. ”

Bai Zheng said as she held the teapot on the table and poured some tea into the cup in front of Feng Jingyi, smiling apologetically and ingratiatingly.

Hearing Bai Zheng's words, Feng Jingyi gradually found his voice, and heard himself asking that question.

”Are you talking about the Third Elder Brother?”

”I'm afraid that Third Prince is happy to see how you will pay.” Bai Zheng shook her head.

”190,000 gold, second time!”

Auctioneer's voice made Feng Jingyi unconsciously tremble, but his thoughts started to become clearer and clearer.

From the moment Feng Jingxuan raised the price to 140,000, none of the merchants followed along. On one hand, the price of one hundred and forty thousand yuan was not something that ordinary people could bear. On the other hand, the price of one hundred and forty thousand yuan was not something that ordinary people could bear.

But now, the situation was completely different. The treasury was empty to the point that they couldn't even afford the 200,000 taels of silver needed for the disaster relief. How could any prince easily pay 190,000 taels of silver?

Therefore, no matter who announced the final price, it was no longer the same as stealing from the royal family. Rather, it was to create a stable stage for the princes who had reported the high price so that they could walk down with dignity and not fall miserably.

Looking at the entire Treasure-collecting Tower, who could possibly save him with two hundred thousand silver?

Feng Jingyi's eyes instantly focused, and a red figure appeared in his mind.

Bai Zheng's gaze once again turned to the room that had maintained its silence. No one knew why she wasn't thinking about Soong Yiqing, but the man dressed in green, whose face was pale yet gentle.