Chapter 287: Will the Pond Fish Be Affected by the Fire at the City Gate?
What Feng Zhuo was thinking, Fu Ling didn't know.
Leaving the study, the group went to the ancestral hall.
This time, Feng Zhuo and Bei Miao didn't go in, they stood outside and waited for Fu Ling, Ye Mingyuan, and Ye Mingxuan to come out.
After Fu Ling worshiped the northern kite, he followed Ye Mingyuan and Ye Mingxuan out of the ancestral hall.
Standing outside the ancestral hall, Ye Mingyuan looked at Fu Ling and said: "The royal family has been in chaos because of Shen Huaisang's usurpation, although there is no threat to us, but there is also a Bai family, when you go out, you still take Feng Zhuo with you, so as not to have an accident." ”
"Okay." Fu Ling nodded, then looked at Feng Zhuo and smiled: "Do you want to go together?" ”
Feng Zhuo had been waiting for Fu Ling to say to go together, and when he heard it, he immediately nodded.
"Bei Miao, what about you?" Seeing Feng Zhuo nodding, Fu Ling looked at Bei Miao again and asked.
When Bei Miao heard this, he immediately shook his head: "I won't go, I'll go back and lie down later." ”
Joke.
Before, when they were in the Death Stack, the attitude of Xuanyuan Duan and Feng Zhuo was very obvious.
What is he going to do?
Will the fish in the pond be affected by the fire at the city gate?
"Then it's just me and Feng Zhuo." Fu Ling looked at a few people, "We will come back later." ”
"Hmm." Ye Mingyuan nodded: "Come back for dinner." ”
"Okay." Fu Ling responded and looked at Feng Zhuo: "Let's go." ”
Feng Zhuo nodded and left with Fu Ling.
Coming out of the Ye Mansion, Fu Ling took Feng Zhuo directly to the Xuanyuan Auction House in a carriage.
After arriving at the Xuanyuan Auction House, Fu Ling walked in with Feng Zhuo.
This is the second time Whirling has come to the auction house.
The first time I came here was for the spirit stone, and then I met Nan, and I spent 900 million.
"Miss Ye San." Just when Fu Ling was thinking about whether to find someone to ask Xuanyuan if he was away, an old man came down from the upper floor and walked directly in front of Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo.
The old man looked at the two of them and said respectfully: "Third Miss Ye, Young Master Feng, the third young master is waiting for you upstairs, please come with me." ”
Fu Ling nodded, and followed the old man upstairs with Feng Zhuo.
The Xuanyuan auction house is not open every day, but how often it is opened regularly, so every time it opens, there are a lot of people.
Today happens to be the opening day of the auction hall, and there are already many people in the lobby, but there are still some empty seats, and it is obviously not yet the time for the official start of the auction.
Some people in the lobby also saw the Whisk Spirit.
He didn't show up after the end of the Whisk competition, but this time he appeared at the auction house, and for a while, some people thought about the last time Whisk came to the auction.
Although the third miss of the Ye family in front of her made the eldest young master of the Bai family miserable, this third miss Ye also bleed heavily in the end.
Nine hundred million, nine hundred million!!
It won't be so crazy again this time, right?
The crowd was a little apprehensive.
Under the anxious gaze of everyone, Fu Ling took Feng Zhuo and followed the old man up to the second floor, and then stopped outside a box.
"Third Young Master." The old man knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Miss Ye San and Feng Gongzi are here." ”
Xuanyuanduan's voice sounded in the door: "Come in." ”
The old man pushed open the door and leaned sideways: "Miss Ye San, Master Feng, please come in." ”
Fu Ling walked in with Feng Zhuo.
There is a faint fragrance in the house, which smells very pleasant and will make people unconsciously relax.
Xuanyuan sat by the window and looked out to see the lobby below.
"Long time no see." Seeing Fu Ling, Xuanyuan Duan smiled: "I thought you forgot about the meal you owed me." 2k reading network