stocking the prince to death

Chapter 17 Points = Money?

Chapter 17 Points = Money?
Hastily put the Tianxuan order back into the box, and she walked out as soon as she rolled up her clothes.

Xiao Xuanzi was already waiting for her at the door, seeing her finally appear, Xiao Xuanzi heaved a sigh of relief, he smiled extremely obsequiously, "Your Highness, the emperor sent someone to see you off."

Mo Qi looked at the golden carriage, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Let me take this?"

"Yes." Xiao Xuanzi's eight teeth were shining, "The emperor said that the prince must dress himself up every time he goes out. Now such a distinctive carriage will not reveal the identity of His Highness."

"Oh!" Mo Qi nodded.

Thinking of the Prince's original popularity, several black lines slid down Mo Qi's forehead.

The folk customs in this world are quite open. At least women can go to the streets and openly express their love to the men they like.

But the way they express their love is similar to what she knows, throwing handkerchiefs, fruits and flowers.

Every time the original owner leaves the palace, she will change her appearance and change to someone else, otherwise she will be crushed to death!

Mo Qi said that she was very honored to be able to transmigrate into a prince who was almost crushed to death.

She climbed into the carriage, looked at the dazzling gold, and thought that not only the prince, the son, was rich, but Mo Cang, the old man, was also rich.

As for the reason why Mo Cang put himself in her place, Mo Qi only had three words: Hehehe!
If those women who admired her in the capital knew that the old emperor was going to send her to Ji Ruyue, the palace would be drowned by spit stars.

After all, Mo Sheng's popularity is too high.

Mo Qi secretly rubbed his chin, if the prince's popularity is in modern times, he should be at the level of an actor!

Three hundred imperial guards opened the way, and five hundred hidden guards followed secretly.

Mo Qi looked at the people around him and sneered, the old fox Mo Cang was probably worried that she would run away!
She contacted Wushang: "Is there any way to get me out of here?" >

[Yes, but points are required. 】

<What? >

<integral? >

[Yes master, the phoenix ring itself is actually a space with everything in it, but you need points to redeem it. 】

Mo Qi narrowed his eyes: <What points? >

【money! 】

<How much? >

【Currently your level is ─100. To open the Fengjie Points System, you need a positive level. According to current calculations, you need to reach 300 million taels of gold to reach level 0.After that, if you want to improve your level, you need more money. 】

Mo Qi gritted his teeth: "That means I can't use anything now? >

[No, master, the carriage under you is exactly 300 million taels of gold. 】

Mo Qi: ...

Mo Cang spent 300 million taels of gold to build her a golden carriage, does anyone else know?

No wonder it is said that Mo Cang loves her the most, the money is simply a waste of life.

However, if she gave this carriage to Feng Jie, she would be exposed directly.

How can you escape to the bank?
Moreover, what the hell is her level one 100?

[It's not a ghost, when the master traveled through the space-time tunnel, Feng Jie spent too much points in order to keep the master's soul, so that the master's level was negative. 】

fart!
Mo Qi gritted her teeth, if it wasn't for this Feng Jie, she wouldn't know where to be happy, and now the points count towards her?
After thinking about it, she said: "I have a bank note of 1 taels of gold on me, can I mortgage it first?" >

[No, the Phoenix Ring only needs gold, not silver notes!And Master, 1 taels of gold is not enough to fill the gap between Feng Jie's teeth! 】

Mo Qi hehehe.

Emotional Feng Jie or a money-grubbing master?Greedy or all gold?
Real gold?
 On the day of signing the contract and changing the status, it will be updated depending on the situation~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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