Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 297

Dong Ling Yu Nong raised her eyebrows, raised her chin and snorted coldly in disdain, "My Dong Ling family is the head of the four dignified Chaoyun families. Is there something missing from your princess?"

"Young Master Dongling is going to openly oppose our princess?" The man's voice sank and he warned.

"Hehe, this is my country of Chaoyun. My Dongling family is not respected wherever I go. You really think that a mere princess of the Xilin country will be afraid of me. Don't forget the status of the four major families in each country. "

The Xilin Kingdom is ambitious and has always wanted to unify the mainland. The four major countries seem to be calm, but in fact they are already turbulent. It's just that each country has masters in charge.What's more, the real masters are dedicated to pursuing the highest realm, and often, the cultivation of the royal family is the worst. If the country does not need it, those masters would have eliminated it long ago.

Naturally, from the corner of the eye, he glanced at Rong Beilan who was sitting on a soft chair in the room, except for someone who was against the sky.

"It's really annoying," the sweet voice suddenly sounded, and a petite and slender voice could be vaguely seen inside the glazed bead curtain, "Our Crown Prince said that he is determined to get this colorful glazed dress, and Prince Chaoyun will offer 40 gold coins! "

Hearing the word "Prince Chaoyun", everyone became excited and stretched their necks trying to capture Rong Beilan's demeanor, but apart from the faint figure, there was no one to be seen.

When Beiming's subordinates heard the words, they looked at the source of the sound in surprise. There was a woman in the place where Prince Rong was?
Afraid of causing trouble, Su Changle hurriedly covered her lips and coughed, and continued without changing her expression, "The emperor said that this dress is for the future princess, and His Royal Highness came here to take pictures at the order of the emperor, who dares to compete with it?" Rob?"

It turned out that he was sent by Emperor Chaoyun. No wonder Prince Rong allowed him to enter his territory. However, if this was the case, it would be a bit tricky. Ask yourself, he can't afford to offend the well-known Prince Rong.

Glancing at the colorful glazed dress, she had no choice but to give up, forget it, if she knew it was the one who wanted it, the princess would not blame her.

The old man at the auction was already happy, this time he made a lot of money, the president will definitely praise him.

However, Bei Mingxue's people gave up. How could a certain Baonan who wanted to win a smile from a beauty give up? He folded his folding fan and slapped it on the railing, and the gold powder scattered, "I will offer 50 gold coins!"

Wow—many women looked at Dongling Jade with admiration, and the raised price was [-]. As expected of the young master of Dongling, so handsome and charming!
Joyfully looked at Su Changle, winked, and said in a voice that only the people in the room could hear: "Don't be too moved, Xiao Lele, it's worth spending 40 on you."

"..." Feeling a knife shot from behind, I trembled and turned to look at Rong Beilan, only to see that he had stood up, his steps were steady and powerful, and every step he took was full of pride domineering.

Stretching out his hand, he wrapped her in his arms again, and his deep heavy pupils looked at Dong Lingyu with a warning, "If you are not afraid of your old man, you can buy this dress."

Dongling Yu shivered suddenly, thinking of her terribly terrifying grandfather, she smiled coyly, "Hehe, that, Xiao Lele, actually, this colorful glazed dress is nothing good, let's give it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

This worthless person gave him a contemptuous look, turned his head and ignored him.

"My palace is offering 45 yuan."

The low, magnetic voice carried an unstoppable momentum, and all the people present knelt down and bowed to Rong Beilan. Then Shi Shiran stood up and returned to his position, staring straight at the man behind the bead curtain. A tall and straight figure.

It's a pity that it's too blurry to see clearly.

　Come, come, those who have money will hold a money field, those who have no money will hold a personal field, and those who recommend tickets will fly, and there will be updates later! ! !
　　


(End of this chapter)