Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

The black market is like this. Whoever gives more money is noble regardless of his status.

Feng Jiuxi originally only wanted to give a minimum consumption and spend 500000 liang of silver to enter, but after Ouyang Qingqing's trouble, 500000 liang of silver can't get in.

It happened that things started because of Bai Li, and Ouyang Qingqing also resented herself because of Bai Li. Doing such a thing added trouble to herself. In this way, Bai Li gave her money, and she didn't feel much guilty. Instead, she was glad that she saved 500000 liang of silver.

When Ouyang Qingqing almost jumped, Bai Li had finished paying the money, walked to Feng Jiuxi and said guilt, "I'm really sorry. Qingqing has always loved to be a little temperament. Don't worry about her."

Ouyang Qingqing could not steal the chicken. He stamped his feet and ran in directly.

Bai Li looked at the direction she left and shook her head. She didn't catch up.

Well, the black market is safe after all.

"Brother Bai, I think Miss Ouyang is also a hot beauty. It's good for you to marry her." night Qingfeng came up again to tease.

Bai Li stared at him and looked at Feng Jiuxi again.

There was no superfluous emotion on Feng Jiuxi's face. When she entered the black market, she looked around the black market. She seemed to be looking for something. Bai Li was a little disappointed.

"White childe, night childe, since you still have something to do, let's act separately."

As if he couldn't hear the meaning of Feng Jiuxi's going to separate from them, the night breeze immediately said, "the black market is so miscellaneous. I'm afraid your little girl's family will be cheated. Anyway, we don't have anything to buy. Let's go together."

"Yes, Miss Feng..." Bai Li seconded.

Feng Jiuxi didn't insist either. He just raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I've been married to my Lord for several months. You still call me Miss Feng? Not to mention that I'm a man's dress now. Just call me brother Feng."

Bai Li was speechless for a while, his eyes were a little complicated, but he nodded.

Although it is true, why is the word "my Lord" so harsh.

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The black market is called the black market, but it is not black at all. As soon as you enter the array at the door, it becomes white.

There is no sun, there is no cloud overhead, but it is as white as the day. A long street can't see the end at a glance. There are people who set up stalls on both sides of the long street. There are luxury stalls, and some people spread a piece of cloth directly on the ground to become stalls.

These stalls are not fixed. Whoever gives the admission fee, come in and find an open space on both sides, and you can set up stalls at will.

People in black patrol back and forth on the streets to prevent trouble and maintain order.

While Feng Jiuxi was walking casually, she paid attention to the stall on one side. The note given by Feng Jiayan last night described the appearance and information of the person who sold poison to Feng Taiyong. He often walked around the black market. That's the purpose of her coming in.

Bai Li and ye Qingfeng were walking and talking. Feng Jiuxi didn't want to chat with them, so he followed, just nodding occasionally.

Today's black market is particularly lively. Most people gather in front of a booth. Feng Jiuxi is curious. The night breeze is the best. He took the lead in joining up.

Bai Li and Feng Jiuxi had to follow up.

"Isn't this an ordinary fox? Although it looks better, it costs 50 liang of silver... Are you crazy?"