My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

梓云溪 - Zi Yunxi

Chapter 1211 - You're a Freaking Shill Bidder!

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Chapter 1211: You’re a Freaking s.h.i.+ll Bidder!

When Qiao Mu’s voice rang out, everyone inside the room looked at her simultaneously.

*Knock, knock.* Huifeng opened the door before walking and stepping aside for the attendants to come in with the tea.

This time, it wasn’t that woman from before who had been winking so much that her eyes were basically convulsing. After the two male attendants politely served them tea, they inadvertently looked at Mo Lian and the others before swiftly retreating outside again.

“105 thousand, 105 thousand! Right now, Room Nine is bidding 105 thousand.”

“106 thousand!”

Qiao Mu unhurriedly pulled out a talisman from her sleeve and slapped it into Huifeng’s hand. “This is your share.”

Everyone twitched their mouths.

On the side, Mo Lian explained in both amus.e.m.e.nt and exasperation. “The crown prince consort is giving you hush money, so take it.”

Huifeng was grinning from ear to ear as he said, “Thank you, Crown Prince Consort.”

He then closed the door with a flash.

“Qiaoqiao, I thought you didn’t think much of this prolongation pill.” Duan Yue felt that the little fellow’s expression right now was particularly hilarious.

This child wasn’t the House of Treasures’s s.h.i.+ll bidder right? She clearly didn’t want this prolongation pill, so why was she messing around and jacking up the price?

Qiao Mu explained to them, “I find the person’s voice from the room next door to be quite familiar.”

Everyone: “…”

What kind of reason was this?

The person from Room Nine was b.l.o.o.d.y unlucky to have run into you!

Mo Lian beckoned to her with a chuckle. “Come drink some tea.”

Meanwhile, the person from Room Nine started to bid again. “110 thousand mystic currency.”

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“111 thousand!”

The next second, the sound of “121 thousand” came from the private room next door.

This angered Yi’an so much that she shot up and headed out of the room, intending to walk toward Room Eight.

However, before she could take another step, she was stopped by the auction house’s attendants.

That attendant informed her with a smile, “Honored guest, our rules stipulate that you cannot bother other guests.”

Were you kidding, if they allowed the guests to discuss and strike a deal between themselves, then what was the point of opening up for business? What kind of auction would that be?

Commandery Princess Yi’an clenched her fists.

That purple-clothed lady also walked out and told her gently, “Miss, do not worry. If you are short on mystic currency, I have a bit here that I can lend you first to make up the difference.”

However, Commandery Princess Yi’an only felt sorely aggrieved about how much money she was spending.

Her monthly stipend was not considered much, only half of what princesses received. She was also unable to sell those items that the queen dowager bestowed to her, so strictly speaking, she did not possess much wealth.

This time, she was only able to take out at most 150 thousand to buy the pill.

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