The auction in the black market in Beijing is once a year.

No one knows who is behind the auction. Because it is once a year, it is very difficult to capture the behind the black market auction.

Moreover, this kind of black market auction has always only produced treasures, and many high-ranking officials and nobles will participate in the auction, so they do not intend to eliminate the auction at all.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the auction, and it looked like an ordinary brothel. Many nobles entered the door, as if the brothel was as attractive as a beautiful fox.

"Sorry, please show the invitation!"

At the door, a little boy stopped Xia Jiuli. As soon as he spoke, he felt that his throat was pinched by an invisible ghost hand and he could not breathe.

The beautiful boy in red in front of the little boy flashed with a pair of pupils that flashed through the red light of the demon, and sneered: "There is no place in the realm of Xia Kingdom that I cannot go to, get out!"

Xia Jiuli's cold eyes slanted, and the cold voice fell. He saw the little boy in front of him as if he was strangled by a ghost hand and flew out. He fell to the ground and twisted his limbs. He couldn't even make a coma even with a painful hum.

No one expected that someone would do it directly at the door.

When she subconsciously turned around, she saw Xia Jiuli wearing a red and black robe and wearing an ink-colored dragon crown standing quietly in front of the door. Her rusty golden dragon's clothes were slapped in the air without wind, and behind her hands seemed like a born king.

"Prince!" Someone's pupils shrank and directly recognized the domineering and charming prince.

He didn't dare to look at the little boy with blood behind her, and his body was uncontrollably kneeling on the ground.

Xia Jiuli glanced coldly and everyone present had a mask on their faces to cover their faces. At this time, there was no way to tell who they were.

A very small number of people knelt down instinctively when they saw Xia Jiuli, while some people touched the mask on their faces and smiled coldly: "This is not a palace, but a private party. You can do anything without invitations. Your Highness the Crown Prince is so arrogant!"

Xia Jiuli's delicate face turned her back to the sun, looking at the provocative masked man, with her bright and bloodthirsty lips curled: "Ha, what if I do it? Even if I send troops to eradicate this place, what can I do?"

"you……"

"It doesn't matter if you like to show off. What I don't like most is that some people force themselves to show off. Today's Japanese Palace does not want to cause trouble, but some people just can't stand it."

Xia Jiuli's stunning eyes were silent. Looking at the masked man, he looked at the masked man like an ant, and said coldly: "Are you going out or will I send you out?"

The masked man's face froze, and everyone's eyes looked at him and his face became hot, and the dead duck stubbornly said: "This is not a palace, is Your Highness planning to oppress the civilians?"

"So what if I bully you?"

Xia Jiuli turned her head coldly. After looking at her eyes, Mr. Yue understood her consciousness.

He stepped forward and had a gentle attitude and smiled; "Please leave your highness's eyes, your highness doesn't like seeing dirty things!"

The smiley expression was extremely cold and cold.

The masked man looked at Mr. Yue unwillingly and blurted out: "What are you? The little male lover dares to disrespect me, you..."

Before the masked man could finish his words, the masked man's face was divided into two, and a blood stain appeared clearly from between his eyebrows to his nose to his chin.

"Ahhh!"

The man under the mask had a feminine face, and his eyes were covered with gray and green, which seemed to be overly indulging in desire.

Young Master Yue felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the red shadow broke into his sight, and the bloodthirsty words sounded with a very clear tone:

"Being arrogant, even a male favorite is my own thing. If you are disrespectful to my people, you are looking for death!"

A sharp sword pierced directly into the man's chest, and blood kept flowing like a big blood hole.

Blood splattered everywhere and dripped on the floor.

With a plop, the body fell to the ground.

"Send the body back, and I say that I will come to visit me soon."

Wow!

The people present looked pale in an instant. What does it mean to visit His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself?

That's a disaster for genocide!

The people present remembered the ghost prince’s various things, and all of them knelt on the ground with weak legs and kowtowed.

Young Master Yue looked at everything in front of him quietly. He didn't understand that he did not protect him in public in his previous life. For him, he was not a male lover but a capable subordinate, and he did not want to slaughter the whole family because of this.

Is Xia Jiuli caring for herself?

He didn't believe it, and he would never believe in this person anymore. Everything this man did was just for better use. Xia Jiuli had no heart at all, so how could she have cared for?

"Your Highness, please calm down. The auction has begun. You have prepared a high-end room for you. Please?"

The owner of the auction did not show up, but a person in charge appeared and invited her to a high-end room with a smile.

Moreover, the farce at the door also came to the ears of the nobles in the wing room one after another. Everyone couldn't help but frown when they heard Xia Jiuli's arrival, feeling that things had become tricky.

Why did the Ghost Prince come?

Is it because of Prince Qin?

Xia Jiuli glanced coldly at the fear from all directions, and she let out a deep breath. No wonder the original owner was so lonely. After finally meeting a prince of Qin who was not afraid of her, she would naturally be entangled to the end.

After all, everyone is afraid of her!

Say someone who is not afraid of her...

Xia Jiuli glanced at Mr. Yue who was with her side, who was walking with her. This person is probably really not afraid of her but devoted herself to her?

Unfortunately, the original owner regarded him as another shadow of himself and had nothing to do with love at all.

"Yue, sit down, don't have to stand!"

Xia Jiuli waved at Young Master Yue beside her, and the blood in her eyes dissipated, leaving only the gentleness from the heart.

Young Master Yue was slightly stunned.

"Come here and sit with me!"

Mr. Yue looked in Xia Jiuli's eyes in a daze. She smiled slightly, and felt a little sympathetic to this shadow.

From the original owner's memory, she could read that Mr. Yue cared about the original owner from the bottom of his heart. Unfortunately, the original owner regarded him as his own shadow, and knew that this person's methods were confined to him.

The luster in Young Master Yue's eyes flashed lightly, and he walked to Xia Jiuli and sat down slowly, staring at her like a big enemy, as if he was curious about what she was playing.

Xia Jiuli held the wine glass and condensed her mind. The hatred that passed through her eyes from time to time was accidentally seen by Mr. Yue. Mr. Yue's body stiffened, and she always felt that this hatred was so strange.

"You are the one who has been with me for the longest time, and you are also very good. Yue, have you ever thought about leaving the East Palace to seek a world alone?"

Xia Jiuli felt a little pity for this man. The original owner's memory told her that this man was very outstanding and could do everything in all aspects, but she was trapped in the East Palace because of the name of a male favorite.

This man should have been a totalitarian minister, but he ruined everything because of his male favorite. It was such a pity.

Xia Jiuli loves talents, which is a bad habit in her previous life and a little bit of her tenderness.

Young Master Yue's face instantly became extremely ugly, and his gentle face was covered with gloomy like a storm, asking word by word; "Is Your Highness going to drive me out of the East Palace because I am in the way?"

Did she say such words?

"I think it's a pity to bury you like this. I can give you a new identity and let you find what you want. It's a reward for your ten years of staying with me..."

"No, I won't leave!"

Young Master Yue clenched his fists, and the lines on his side were surrounded by a very strange color. His cold eyes stared at Xia Jiuli, and his beautiful face was covered with a layer of sinister dark shadow, and his thin lips opened lightly:
Chapter completed!