Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Qin Hongye's enchanting voice and dreamy figure made the people present excited and their eyes blurred.

The night-light pearls in the center of the stage were covered one by one, and the enchanting beauty gradually disappeared from sight.

Everyone stood up and left with feelings of nostalgia, satisfaction and regret.

He couldn't help sighing at the Qianmai Palace's luxurious decorations, its huge strength worth millions of gold per moment.

Private room on the third floor.

Prince Ning Cangmin and Jing Zhan had not yet stood up.

"Today's auction of Huan Xin Dan is a bit strange. From the sound of it, it should be King Sheng. Did his illness recover so quickly?"

Cang Min sipped his herbal tea.

Um! tasty.

"Speaking of which, many of the new drinks and dishes at Tianyi Restaurant have never been seen before. Where did they find the chef from? You can ask around when you have time."

Cang Min gave instructions to Nanshan.

"Prince Sheng did this on purpose today. Who is the person in that private room? From the sound of his voice, he is an old man, like a housekeeper. Go and follow him to see which mansion he is from."

Nanshan retreated in response.

"This person is so persistent in buying the Illusion Heart Pill, and she only made a move this once today. It's obvious that she came here just for the Illusion Heart Pill. What use is this thing to her?"

Jing Zhan was also very surprised by the sale of the last lot.

"It's definitely not for your own good intentions. It's worth 100,000 taels."

"Prince Sheng is obviously raising the price, he doesn't really want to buy it. And he knows the other party's bottom line very well. But, for such a cold-hearted person, who is he doing this for?"

Cang Min asked a soul-searching question.

Over the past few days, Cangyu's actions have become more and more strange and unpredictable.

Why did he blatantly refuse the marriage and even threaten her with her life?

Is it really because of that woman?

The image of the woman who liked to wear white dresses appeared in front of his eyes again. It was very rare to see someone who combined stunning beauty and coolness to bring out the best in each other.

Over the years, this is the only person who caught his eye.

On the second floor, another private room.

Li and Yun Wanqing were still slumped in their chairs.

Steward Cai Bo bent over reverently, and handled the auction procedures with the Qianmai Palace's steward, handing over the ten large-denomination silver bills with trembling hands.

In the early days of the war, social wealth accumulation was not sufficient.

One hundred thousand taels should be the total income of officials and businessmen's families for two years.

The total assets of the Prime Minister's Mansion, including shops and farms, are estimated to be no more than 500,000 taels, and 100,000 taels of working capital is already the limit.

This is also the reason why Qianmai Palace has become a target of competition among countries and why countries are afraid to use power to threaten others.

It is not difficult for anyone to see that Qianmai Palace’s assets are strong enough to rival a country.

Li was holding a not-so-delicate white bottle in his hand. When he saw a red pill the size of his little finger, he almost collapsed.

Her heart was bleeding.

The butler hunched over and stood quietly in the corner, not daring to look at the lady's pale face or the eldest lady's demented expression.

"The formalities have been completed, please leave early."

The young master of Qianmai Palace smiled and made a gesture of invitation in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

Li's mother and daughter helped each other up.

The housekeeper was in front, constantly looking back and carefully watching over them, fearing that they might stumble and fall on the stairs.

Looking at the three people's departing backs, Yun Qianyou, Qiao Mu, Qiao Nan and Qin Hongye stood together in front of the large window of the Wanshi Fuhua Hall on the third floor, and a mocking smile appeared on the corners of their mouths at the same time.

How can Li make the most of this pill?

Yun Qianyou is still a little bit looking forward to what arrangements the Prime Minister’s wife will make.

Yingyueju.

"Miss, Li has been ill since she returned home last night. I called a doctor this morning and he said it was chest congestion and she needs to rest for a while."

Qiao Nan came back from last night and visited the roof of Jinghua Pavilion again. How could she not go and see the ugly and frantic behavior of the mother and daughter?

"Yun Wanqing beat up several maids in her room this morning, and the servants didn't dare to go near the Yanyu Pavilion where she lives."

"Hahaha, you didn't see that the faces of the mother and daughter were both dark green."

"Be careful. We are still in the Prime Minister's Mansion and we are bound to be watched."

Mother Chu looked at the two of them lovingly, her hands constantly embroidering the new pattern that Yun Qianyou had drawn, preparing to make another set of underwear for them.

"Go and see if Qiaomu and Hongye are here. We're having spicy hot pot today. Didn't you say you haven't had it in a while?"

Yun Qianyou smiled and wrung out the handkerchief, washing his hands that were stained with the scent of medicine.

"Great!"

There was a light cough outside the window. Qiao Nan opened the window and was greeted by Qin Hongye's eager smile. He jumped into the house.

"Mother Chu."

Qin Hongye gave Mother Chu a big hug as usual, which took Mother Chu a long time to get used to.

"Tell me what's going on in the mansion."

Qin Hongye decided to stop while she was ahead. Mother Chu was old and couldn't adapt to the way young people like her greeted each other.

Qiao Nan held Qin Hongye's arm with a smile on his face, and described in great detail the ugly appearance of Li and Miss Yun that he saw after returning.

Qiao Mu sat at the table, staring at the person applying hand cream, his heart softened.

Qin Hongye clung to Qiao Nan like a kitten, and the two followed Mother Chu to the small kitchen to get busy.

Qiao Mu sat there, his eyes full of doting.

"I have written a few more chapters of the storybook, and I will be able to organize a storytelling session soon."

Qian You ignored Qiao Mu's gaze and thought about his next move.

"The Queen, the Crown Prince, and the Xibohou Mansion have not made any moves recently. I wonder if they are holding back on some big move."

Qiao Mu was still worried about Qian You's danger. Although he knew that few people in the world could be her opponent, there were many hidden talents in Kyoto, at the foot of the imperial city, so he did not dare to take it lightly.

......

In the study room of Prince Sheng’s Mansion.

Cangyu sat in the first seat, and the four deputy generals sat on both sides.

"Your Highness, there have been some unusual movements in the protection camp of the former Xibohou soldiers. They seem to be plotting something. Ten of them have gathered and were about to switch shifts with others. I happened to hear that they were going to help the young lady do something."

The two battalions in charge of Zheng Zhiyong and Han Zheng have discovered this problem in recent days.

"The eldest lady of Xibohou Mansion, Xia Linshuang?"

"should be."

Cangyu frowned.

It is not difficult to guess that Xia Linshuang was first thrown out of the restaurant and lost face, and then was abandoned three days after being granted marriage. Although it was the Xibohou Mansion that took the initiative to cancel the engagement, someone was secretly fanning the flames and exaggerating the story that he resisted with his death. The eldest lady of the Xibohou Mansion has now become a laughing stock in Kyoto.

"Is she going to attack Yun Qianyou?"

Sheng Xiaoge was dragged to attend their military meeting. He was bored and at this moment his peach blossom eyes suddenly widened.

Ever since Yun Qianyou saved his cousin, he has been worshipping her.

In particular, she also guessed that Yun Qianyou was most likely the legendary little medical fairy. Now, whenever he heard the word "Yun", he would unconsciously get excited.

"Xiuzhu, you continue to lead the others and protect Miss Yun from the dark. Make sure she is safe."

"You did a good job arranging people to keep an eye on the Prime Minister's Mansion a few days ago. We knew about Li's actions in advance. I think the auction should not have disturbed Qian You's plan."

He lowered his head, a smile flashing across the corners of his mouth, thinking about the clever girl who was as smart as a little fox, playing with the Prime Minister's mansion and having a lot of fun, so he had to play with her no matter what.