Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 2066 Auction of the Nine Thousand Years Old Wen Rong’s Corpse of Qin Dynasty
Although Lie Jiuqing's five senses were starting to become clearer, her feelings were sharper than before. She noticed the instant changes in Mo Huai and Chu Wei.

Could this Xuanji ring be related to Wen Rong?

"Is long-term love a thing of Xuanji Palace?"

Chu Wei nodded in agreement, "It's the palace master's token of love."

Lie Jiuqing's movement of rubbing his wrist paused, "Oh, really."

She lowered her head slightly, intertwined her fingertips, and slowly placed them on her legs. Weakness spread throughout her body, and her heart trembled.

"If it is, then take it back."

"Follow the order of the palace lord."

Lie Jiuqing rarely gives orders, so Chu Wei will naturally not let her down.

After Wen Rong's death, Chu Wei searched for Changqing more than once, but the Babel Tower sealed the entire Qiantui Mansion, and even Wen Rong's body could not be found, let alone the thing he wore personally.

However, it is too strange to appear here.

Is this really a long-term relationship?

But there is no one in the world who can make the exact same Xuanji ring.

It's just a ring. No matter how clever it is, the only thing that interests it is the owner who is not short of money. He bought it just to coax women. Moreover, Ah Yan made it mysterious and didn't introduce it much. It seemed that it didn't matter who got it, and the price slowly increased. .

Lie Jiuqing tightened his grip as he listened to these playful bids.

Her heart was calm, but she unexpectedly longed for this ring.

She knew not to bid urgently, so she endured it again and again. When the price reached 29 taels, Lie Jiuqing wanted to speak out. The maid came up to the stage and whispered to Ah Yan. She immediately changed her words, "I'm sorry, everyone, are you there?" The young master's bid is too high, and Xuanji Ring has an owner. It's hard for the slave family to mention his identity, so I would like to ask Haihan."

Ah Yan personally installed the Xuanji Ring and said warmly: "The next item is special and requires some time to prepare. Please wait a moment."

With that said, Ah Yan left in a hurry, Lie Jiuqing clenched his fists tightly, and Chu Wei followed closely.

What Lie Jiuqing wants must be hers.

Lie Jiuqing's wrist began to burn, and the whole arm was throbbing with pain, as if asking her why she didn't speak out.

The golden needle in her hand fell to the ground before it could be inserted into the hole.

When Duoduo lowered his head, Mo Huai took action and hid it.He poured a glass of wine and pushed it over, "Drink."

"Thanks a lot..."

Jiang Se saw a shadow just now and didn't know what it was.

She looked at Lie Jiuqing and Mo Huai depressedly, her eyes faintly showing seriousness.

There is definitely some secret between them.

"Everyone, the Seventh Young Master thinks that it is not easy for you to come here today, so he will give you a glass of thin wine. Please accept it with a smile."

It's just a glass of wine. No one cares about it at first, but if it has the effect of cleaning the marrow and cutting the bones, even if it is a small amount, they will be particularly excited!
They compete for the medicinal pill in order to improve the meridians to a higher level!

If Lie Jiuqing noticed something in the past, he would remind her. Now she couldn't distinguish the taste and didn't move. But Mo Huai reminded her, "There is hibiscus tea, don't drink it."

Hibiscus tea also has some minor benefits to cultivation, but stimulating blood flow will speed up the onset of Sanshi San.

This Seventh Young Master's pharmacology is much better than that of ordinary people.

Jiang Se snorted and put it down, "I know they have bad intentions."

Duoduo rolled her eyes angrily. She was clearly about to drink, but she was filled with indignation at this moment.

A quarter of an hour passed and Ah Yan still hadn't come back. After all, someone couldn't wait any longer.

"Should we still take pictures?"

One person made a fuss, and the others joined in. After repeated questioning, Ah Yan's figure slowly appeared, but his face was uncomfortable and had extra heavy makeup on it.

"Next, we will auction the second piece."

Ah Yan waved, and the servants brought up a coffin.

Mo Huai had a bad feeling.

"Inside this coffin is... the gentle corpse of the nine thousand year old Qin Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)