Yuan Ruxin imdiately flicked her sleeve.
"I don’t want this anymore, refund the silver!"
The Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu slamd the table in anger.
Anger flared in his dark eyes: "The money and goods have been exchanged; you forcibly wanted to buy it. Before paying the silver, you didn’t think to check it carefully; now you want a refund. Do you think you alone dictate the rules and reason!"
Yuan Ruxin, who had been spoiled since childhood, still held her head high, looking arrogant in front of Bai Yaoyu.
She said, "What I wanted to buy was a flying wooden butterfly. What would I do with this pile of worthless wood!"
"When you buy sothing outside and find it unsatisfactory, you can return it. How can a princess’s auctioned treasure force to buy sothing faulty!"
"I don’t care; you must refund !"
Yuan Ruxin argued over every detail, making Mo Yanchi, who was seated in the crowd, shake his head with disapproval in his eyes.
Yuan Zhen noticed and imdiately pulled Yuan Ruxin aside.
He softly reminded her, "Sister, that’s enough! Be cautious and low-key when out, stop making a fuss."
But Yuan Ruxin wouldn’t listen. She shook off Yuan Zhen’s grip and turned to Bai Zhi’er.
"Princess Cui Cuo, will you give a refund or not?"
Bai Zhi’er raised her small face with considerable pride: "No refund."
The little one’s voice was soft yet very articulate.
"I stopped you earlier; it was you who insisted on buying it, and after buying it, you feel dissatisfied and want a refund."
"If I comply with you in everything, allowing you to behave unreasonably, where would this princess’s dignity lie?"
Yuan Ruxin’s breath caught, and her eyes widened.
This little princess actually dared to say she was acting unreasonably!
Bai Zhi’er continued, "Today’s public auction invited reputable rchants, with everyone here in good faith and harmony to trade with ."
"Since you were rude first, why should I yield to you? I’m not doing it just out of boredom! Therefore, no refund ans no refund!"
"You—!" Yuan Ruxin was too furious to speak.
In her rage, she looked at the wooden butterfly in her hand: "Fine, if you won’t refund, then it’s mine, and I’ll smash it!"
Yuan Ruxin raised the wooden butterfly.
Bai Zhi’er’s bright, watery eyes suddenly tightened.
It was sothing she liked; if it got broken, of course, the little one would be heartbroken.
Yuan Zhen’s expression changed, and he imdiately reached out to stop her.
But he couldn’t match Yuan Ruxin’s swift action.
Only a dull "bang" was heard.
The wooden butterfly was smashed to the ground, and the base "whoomped" up, hitting Yuan Ruxin’s nose directly!
"Ouch!" Yuan Ruxin cried out in pain, quickly covering her nose and taking two steps back.
Unnoticed, there was a small inconspicuous stone under her foot.
Yuan Ruxin stepped on it, lost her balance, and fell to the ground on her rump!
Her nose had already hurt enough from being hit, and now it made her cry seriously.
After all, Yuan Ruxin was still a young girl, and her aggrieved cries were loud.
When she lowered her hand, everyone saw two streams of blood flowing from her nose.
Feng Fuce looked indifferent as he withdrew his sleeve, and Lu Wang, who was not far behind him, quietly hid his hands behind his back.
Both appeared utterly unconcerned.
Yuan Ruxin cried miserably, and Yuan Zhen hurried to pull her up.
Given the situation, though Bai Zhi’er did not like this Princess Dewan, she still generously suggested, "There’s an Imperial Physician I brought in the side room; take your sister to see him."
Yuan Zhen’s expression was unpleasant, but he slightly bowed: "Thank you, Princess Cui Cuo."
Yuan Ruxin stomped her foot in anger: "Brother! Why are you thanking her? My bad luck is all her fault, boo..."
Yuan Zhen softly scolded, "Shut up, let’s go!"
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