The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor

Two thousand white crystal coins!

Everyone almost thought they had heard it wrong, and they all looked up in shock! I want to see who is so generous!

However, because the design of the private room on the third floor here is very clever, the people sitting below cannot tell which private room the sound is coming from.

In order to protect the privacy of guests on the third floor, the private rooms of Yuxiang Building are also constructed with special materials.

Anyone's voice coming out of it will produce wonderful changes, making it difficult to distinguish.

Even a very familiar person, standing outside the private room, can't hear whose voice it is.

Therefore, although everyone is full of curiosity, they can't really figure out who the bidder is.

The smile on Xiahou Ting'an's face suddenly froze, shocked at first, then angry.

Who the **** is it? Bidding with him at this time?

Even directly raise the price to this level! ?

This bronze cloud sky sword is good, but it is worth a thousand white crystal coins at most!

Just now he came out to three thousand three, which is already considered a premium!

Unexpectedly, there are still two thousand! ?

What's wrong with this person? !

Jiang Yu Zhiliu frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed across his face:

"Who is so daring to openly steal my things!?"

Since the other party is on the third floor, you can definitely see Xiahou Ting'an with her!

This seems to be bidding with Xiahou Ting'an, but in fact it doesn't take her seriously!

Jiang Yuzhi is spoiled and spoiled. Recently, because of Jiang Yucheng's relationship, he has been pleased by everyone in every way. He has already regarded himself as noble as a princess, and hardly put anyone in his eyes.

However, Xiahou Ting'an still had a brain.

Those who can go to the third floor are either rich or expensive.

If you dare to speak like this, you must be confident.

"Haori, don't worry. Since the other party wants to bid, let's compete with him!"

With that, Xiahou Ting'an raised his placard again.

"Two thousand and one!"

When he heard the two thousand white crystal coins, the wrinkles on Song Zheng's face turned into a flower with a smile.

Now that Xiahou Ting'an increases prices, it is naturally even more joyful.

"Two thousand and one, can anyone increase the price?"

Although this was spoken to everyone, everyone understood that it was actually addressed to the mysterious guest on the third floor.

The first floor has already withdrawn from the competition. There are not many people on the second floor today, but they basically know Xiahou Ting’an and Jiang Yuzhi. They are crazy to provoke these two people because of such a sword. .

That’s it for Xiahou Ting’an, the key is Jiang Yuzhi!

Jiang Yucheng's relatives, it was too late for them to fawn, where would they take the initiative to offend?

As a result, all the people on the second floor were silent and watched from the sidelines.

Then only the one on the third floor is left.

"Two thousand and five."

A lazy voice came from it.

Although the voice has changed, it is not difficult to hear the inattention of the speaker, as if he did not take this matter to heart.

However, this casual opening added four hundred white crystal coins!

It was normal to compete with each other when it was more than 1,000.

But now at this price... this sword is no longer the only one!

Xiahou Tingan's face was tense, one hand held the armrest of the chair tightly, and his knuckles were white.

Two thousand five...

Father gave him a lot of money, but this price...

He glanced at it and saw Jiang Yuzhi frowning and his face full of dissatisfaction.

He suddenly "cocked" in his heart.

That was the situation at Baicao Tower that day.

After that time, he finally coaxed Jiang Yuzhi.

If I do it again today...

He could not bear the consequences!

Xiahou Ting'an gritted his teeth: Anyway, his father had said before that the money spent on Jiang Yuzhi was paid separately. What is he afraid of?

As long as you can win Jiang Yuori, wait for the marriage to be agreed, and establish a relationship with the Jiang family, are you afraid that you won't be able to find this loss in the future?

Thinking of this, he was heartbroken.

"Two thousand and eight!"

Jiang Yuzhi's complexion really improved a lot.

"Haori, don't worry, I was sorry for what happened last time. This time I will never--"

"Five thousand!"

Before Xiahou Ting'an had finished speaking, the other party actually increased the price again!

Everyone gasped.

Five thousand white crystal coins!

This person is too-

This sword is good, but five thousand white crystal coins... simply outrageous!

The crowd finally couldn't help but commotion.

"Who the **** is that person, who is such a big deal?"

"Five thousand white crystal coins... just for this sword... I really don't understand the world of the rich..."

"Does their money come from the wind!?"

The noisy discussion came clearly.

Sitting in the private room, Chu Liuyue raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled.

She didn't know if other people's money came from the wind.

She only knew that it was really easy for her to get the money.

When she first came to Xiling, she couldn't even get the "toll tolls" of ten white crystal coins, and she had to fight with others to make money.

Now... it's less than a month, she already has countless wealth.

In fact, she still doesn't know how much money she has.

But that doesn't matter.

The important thing is... it feels good to have money!

Xiahou Ting'an seemed to be sapped head-on, and the whole person was blinded.

When he called out two thousand and eight, he was still thinking that as long as he gritted his teeth, he could compete with the opponent.

Unexpectedly, the other party mentioned five thousand directly!

Jiang Yuzhi on the side was obviously shocked by the other party's inhumane method of increase, and he didn't speak for a while.

Seeing that the two did not respond for a long time, the voice sounded again:

"Can you still play? Do you want to add it, I add it myself?"

Xiahou Ting'an turned pale:

"I add! Five...five thousand..."

Before he could say anything, the man continued:

"Ten thousand!"

Real ink.

Chu Liuyue touched her chin.

Now, Xiahou Ting'an can finally shut up, right?