His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always wanted to win over the Tang family, and when Qin Lan was in the academy, he was also very active in wanting to have a good relationship with Tang Wanfeng.

Tang Wanfeng is a gentleman, and he was originally very close.

But since the end of the summer hunting competition, Tang Wanfeng has broken a hand, as if he has changed a person, his personality has changed sharply, he is silent a lot, he doesn't like to talk much, and he is like a stuffy oil bottle all day long.

Being able to be in the same VIP box with Tang Wanfeng this time was originally a good opportunity for Qin Lan, but unfortunately, since she came in, she had tried to talk to Tang Wanfeng three times, Tang Wanfeng was stunned and didn't say a word, sitting like a sculpture.

Qin Lan felt a little frustrated.

He simply didn't speak.

She knew that Tang Wanfeng had broken her arm and was in a bad mood. Behind Tang Wanfeng's back, he was carrying a blood-patterned horn bow that looked very high-grade at first glance, but he only had one arm, so he shouldn't be able to pull the bow. Qin Lan is not good at poking people's sore spots, even if she wants to talk about this blood-patterned horn bow, she doesn't know where to start.

"Four thousand six." Qin Lan didn't want to lose face in front of the heir of the Tang family, so she worked hard to hold on.

"Oh, my sister is really." Below, Qin Xin pursed her lips and said in an almost coquettish tone, "I said that I don't need you to help others buy it, my sister has been taking care of me since I was a child, and I bought a lot of things." This time, I must not let my sister break the bank again. ”

As he spoke, he raised the bidding sign again and raised the price to four thousand eight.

"Five thousand!" Qin Lan felt that her skull was exploding.

That's the highest price she could make.

Dead girl, don't fight anymore.

"Brother Qiushui, people don't have enough money." Qin Xin turned his head aggrievedly and said to a handsome young man beside him, "Can you lend me some first?" I can't let my sister spend money for me, she is already married, and she always subsidizes her mother's family and me, so what's the matter. I feel sorry for her, and I am afraid that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will blame her and affect the harmony between their husband and wife. ”

Qiushui couldn't bear it, he always loved and pitied Qin Xin, a little girl: "Xin'er, you are just too kind." We've known each other for so long, more than 600 days, and your business is mine. The two thousand medium-grade soul stones on my body are all for you. ”

Qin Xin was very moved: "Brother Qiushui, you are so good." ”

A pair of big rabbit-like eyes, filled with mist, like a dream.

Qiushui saw a palpitation.

After Qin Xin and Qiushui looked at each other for three breaths, he raised his sign shyly: "I will give out six thousand medium-grade soul stones." ”

Qin Lan almost died.

A mouthful of old blood was stuck in my throat, I couldn't cough it out or swallow it, I could only gasp incessantly.

Tang Wanfeng's gaze never moved away from the snow-colored Miao knife on the auction seat. At this moment, seeing that the transaction was successful, the Miao knife was handed over to Qin Xin, and the corners of Tang Wanfeng's lips raised a thin and contemptuous arc: "Heh, she is not worthy." ”

He had seen another woman, holding this Miao knife, stabbing it out, and the elegance was peerless.

That woman saved her life.

She had a pair of eyes that were even colder than this snow-colored Miao knife, and she cut off one of his arms without blinking her eyelids.

Tang Wanfeng never complained.

Tang Song is right, life is far more important than an arm.

Tang Wanfeng fainted to death at that time, and was carried away by Tang Song. After the competition, he woke up and recovered from his injuries, and his greatest wish was to see the woman in person and say thank you to her in person.