The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady
CHAPTER 43 Conflicts at the auction house

The wind hit his face, the scene changing rapidly before his eyes. The anger within him had dissipated, he widened his eyes, was this the rapture done in ancient times? This is so cool! He wanted to learn it someday when he was free.

Murong Xue looked at a large and imposing building with a creamy white front door. The top of the door was carved "Yu Bao Xuan". The exterior of the building is elegant and magnificent.

Ouyang ShaoChen held onto his waist tightly and continued flying in the sky, there was no indication that he would stop. Murong Xue reminded him gently, "Shizi, we've reached Yu Bao Xuan, we're going down now."

"There are many products available for auction this time at Yu Bao Xuan, definitely crowded there. We're not going to the main hall, we're going to go to a private room. "

The windows looked exactly the same, Murong Xue asked curiously," You're sure you know which private room you've booked?

" Of course I know! "Ouyang ShaoChen said confidently with a smile on his face and headed straight to one of the private rooms.

When they landed in the private room, a familiar figure appeared in the room. It's Xunfeng.

When Xunfeng saw Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, he bowed and greeted them politely.

Murong Xue nodded and released Ouyang Shaochen's arm wrapped around his waist. He stepped into the door of the private room. The hall was filled to the brim, a beautiful woman was standing right in the center of the stage, her hand holding a maroon-colored Lingzhi, "This is a thousand-year-long Lingzhi Fire, it can cure more than a hundred types of diseases. The initial offer was ten thousand dollars. "

" Twenty thousand dollars ... "

" Thirty thousand dollars ... "

" forty thousand dollars ... "

Murong Xue smiled slightly as she looked at Fire Lingzhi. This was the highest value among Lingzhi and hard to find. No matter how severe the injury is, as long as you consume Fire Lingzhi, you will recover. The products sold in Yubao Xuan were really of good quality.

Ouyang Shaochen stood behind the window, looking at his hand. This was the hand wrapped around her waist, she could still smell the woman's fragrant scent, her fragrant scent. He walked to the table and poured a cup of tea. He handed Murong Xue a cup of tea, "Come on. Sit down and have tea. "

" Thank you. "Murong Xue took a sip of tea, his gaze not leaving the stage. "I wonder if Diyang's grass is for sale."

"I waited here all day, I'm sure Diyang grass hasn't been sold yet" Xunfeng said.

"That's great." Murong Xue was relieved to hear that. The beautiful lady on the stage smiled sweetly and said, "Fire Lingzhi now belongs to Sir Wang, congratulations! The next selling item was a box of Diyang grass, the initial bid was five thousand dollars. "

Murong Xue noticed that Diyang's grass box was exactly the same as the Diyang grass he had seen in the previous book.

"Ten thousand dollars ..."

"Fifteen thousand dollars ..."

"Twenty thousand dollars ..."

"Fifty thousand dollars!" The entire auction hall was pacified by the girl's voice. The bidders frowned and shook their heads. Diyang grass has its own properties, it is not suitable for everyone to consume like Ginseng or Lingzhi.

The bidders want to buy Diyang grass at a reasonable price and store it, in case of an emergency. However, the bid called by Murong Xue far exceeded the true value of the Diyang grass.

"Bang!" When the hammer fell, a woman's voice said, "Wait!"

A beautiful woman walked slowly into the auction hall. She was wearing a long yellow dress, a pair of clear dazzling eyes, she was extremely beautiful.

"Isn't this Miss Shu Nan Xiang?"

"That's her, Mr.'s eldest daughter, the talented lady in the capital. He is the definition for perfection, I wonder why he is here. "

" Obviously he wanted to bid on an item here, but I was wondering what he wanted to bid on. "

Everyone in the hall saw Shu Nan Xiang.

Shu Nan Xiang was used to all this praise, he walked towards the stage with relaxed steps. Looking at the beautiful woman on the stage and saying, "Miss, I offered a hundred thousand dollars to buy a Diyang grass box!"

The beautiful woman was stunned and politely rejected, "I'm sorry I couldn't accept your offer, Miss Shu. This Diyang grass box is considered to have been sold. "

" He hasn't paid yet, so the transaction didn't work. "Said Shu Nan Xiang.

"This transaction is successful when the hammer is knocked down, although the bidder has not paid for the item. If Miss Shu is interested in buying this Diyang grass, you can discuss with the woman. "The beautiful woman on stage explained to Miss Shu in detail. Yubao Xuan was famous and popular in the city for providing fair auctions and following strict rules, bidders had to abide by the rules.

"Oh, I see, thanks for the information." Shu Nan Xiang turned to Murong Xue. Oh, that ... private room reserved by the Ouyang Family, why was Murong Xue standing there?

Shu Nan Xiang could barely see Murong Xue's face as the curtains covered Murong Xue's face, Shu Nan Xiang scowled slightly, "This lady, my mother caught a cold, my mother caught wind, and he needed Diyang grass urgently to sweep the cold from him. Can you sell it to me? "

" There are many other herbs that have the same properties to cure colds, there is no need you should use Diyang grass. "Murong Xue knew that many other herbs could replace Diyang grass to be cured.

"My mother had a severe flu, using Diyang grass would get the best results," Shu Nan Xiang said.

"Sorry, Miss Shu. I have a severe illness that requires Diyang grass to heal, only this herb can treat my illness. "If Shu Nan Xiang's mother was really sick, she would give Diyang grass to him. However, his mother could instead be treated with other drugs.

He had lost the Fire Lotus Seed, he could not afford to lose any more Diyang grass because there was no more Diyang grass available. He only had two Lotus Fire Seeds in hand.

Shu Nan Xiang was surprised by Murong Xue's response, "You really don't want to sell Diyang grass to me?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't afford to do it." Murong Xue replied coldly.

The people in the auction hall exchanged glances. One wanted to buy while the other was unwilling to sell, how would this end?

Yubao Xuan was speechless. Shu Nan Xiang frowned looking at the private room where Murong Xue was standing. "Ouyang Shaochen, do you think this woman should sell this Diyang grass to me?"

The crowd began to whisper: Prince Ouyang has come to Yubao Xuan?

Murong Xue was surprised, Shu Nan Xiang knew Ouyang ShaoChen ...