Bai Zhi’er withdrew her thoughts, a sweet smile blossoming on her face.
She called to the palace servants, "Bring all my chests of treasures up!"
After the banquet began, the guests’ conversations gradually ceased, and soon transford into low whispers of amazent.
These treasures that Princess Cui Cuo was about to auction were truly rare in the world!
The legendary sharkskin silk, the red silk as precious as a thousand pieces of gold, the Deep Sea Pearl said to be the eyes of the Goddess...
Not to ntion these, there were as many as sixteen coral trees that shimred with golden light!
And also so high-quality tourmaline carved into cabbages, symbolizing wealth.
There were also many rare paintings and calligraphy, most of which were authentic and unique pieces.
The Fifth Heir couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazent as he looked on.
He glanced at the little one beside him, "Sister, are you really going to sell all these treasures?"
Bai Zhi’er’s clear, dark eyes remained obediently and calmly fixed on the piles of dazzling gold, silver, and jade.
Her voice was soft and glutinous, "These were given to by the ministers after I returned to the palace."
"I’ve already accepted their kindness. These treasures are beautiful and brilliant, but I’m still young and can’t use so much."
"So, it’s better to sell them to people who like them and use the money to help poor people study!"
Converting these riches to fulfill father’s wish of nurturing the light of the court is the most important!
The Fifth Heir clutched his chest, silently lowered his head, and shook his head repeatedly.
The Sixth Prince was whittling a twig on the side and asked coldly, "Fifth Brother, are you feeling unwell?"
The Fifth Heir waved his hand, "I can’t bear to see all these things end up in other people’s hos, it feels like my flesh is aching, my heart bleeding."
So many good things, if given to him, he could create countless hairpin ornants!
The Eldest Heir, Bai Xuanmo, peeled an entire plate of crystal grapes and handed them to Bai Zhi’er’s small hand.
He smiled handsoly and freely, "Eat and watch. If you don’t want to sell them and have regrets, just say so, and big brother will help you out with these people."
Bai Zhi’er rested her chin on her hand, eating grapes, her voice sticky and sweet, "I won’t regret it!"
This kind of treasure, there’s plenty to go around.
Regret, no way!
The banquet had just begun, and everyone was enthusiastically bidding and comparing prices.
An East Pearl Gold Crown was bid up to three thousand taels, and it still wasn’t stopping!
The Fourth Son, Bai Daoyan, smiled faintly.
"An item worth at most a thousand taels was bid up to three thousand; not bad, this is the effect I wanted."
The Third Young Master, Bai Yaoyu, glanced at him and silently asked, "Among these people shouting bids, how many were set up by Fourth Brother?"
The Fourth Son only smiled without speaking, ultimately replying with just two words, "Secret."
Feng Fuce sat beside Bai Zhi’er, his peripheral vision catching Lu Wang, who stood with fists clenched outside the pavilion, like a wall, extrely obstructive.
The young man furrowed his brows slightly, leaning to whisper to the little one, "I’ll go and give so instructions and be right back."
Bai Zhi’er, absorbed in watching the auction, subconsciously nodded in agreent, "Okay!"
Feng Fuce stood up, signaling with a glance, and Lu Wang quietly followed him as they left together.
When they reached a secluded place.
Feng Fuce’s voice was cold as he questioned, "Why did you co down on your own?"
Lu Wang lowered his head to reply, "If the Venerable Lord intends to sacrifice our grand plan for a re mortal girl, having followed you for a hundred years, I cannot bear to see years of scheming co to naught for the sake of a mortal!"
As soon as he spoke, a fierce black mist suddenly wrapped around Lu Wang’s neck.
With his large fra, Lu Wang was pressed against the wall, causing slight cracks to form on the wall behind him.
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