Ten minutes later, Tang Cha took Aman to Yunrui Auction House.

Because of the sentinel relationship, Tang just took Aman and walked in directly.

The two of them walked through the corridor and entered the hall, and Fu Chen had already come out.

He was wearing a moon-white dress today, but there were more wave lines on the shoulders and cuffs, the cuffs were tightly buttoned, a small toad hung from his waist with a thick golden rope, and an ink folding fan in his hand.

The broken is as handsome as jade, handsome and extraordinary.

"Why are you here so late!?"

He was much taller than Tang Chacha, and when he stood in front of him, he felt like he was covered in shadows.

Tang just took two steps to the side, and when the light of the hall appeared in front of her again, she chuckled reservedly: "Boss Fu does business, is it better to divide it sooner or later?!" ”

"Of course not, I'm welcome."

Listen, the tone is as bland as it gets.

But this pair of green eyes still betrayed him, presumably knowing that what he took out was a good thing.

"Just standing here and talking?"

Tang just stood in place, his eyebrows furrowed, obviously a little dissatisfied with trading here.

Fu Chen hurriedly took Tang Chacha to find an elegant room and pushed the door open, "Please inside!" ”

"Aman, give me those charms I drew earlier, and you are waiting for me at the door now!" Don just commanded.

Aman slowly took something out of the ring and looked at Fu Chen with a pair of eyes vigilantly.

The door was shut.

It seemed to be soundproof, and Aman didn't hear anything when he stuck to the door frame.

Ten minutes later, Tang Chacha came out with a box in his hand and handed it to Aman.

"Take it first, and then look at it later."

Tang just stepped away, and Aman chased after the trot, "What did Miss say to Fu Shizi, it's so mysterious!" ”

"Secret."

Fu Chen looked at the back of Tang Chacha leaving, only to see that the back was swallowed by the night, and then turned back to the auction house.

He summoned the steward:

"Tell me to go down and buy the Soul Nourishing Pill and the Nine Turning Pill at a high price!"

"For better publicity, barter!"

"Anyone who has this elixir will bring it to me directly!"

The steward hurriedly responded.

I guessed in my heart whether this would have something to do with Tang Chacha, after all, as soon as Tang Chacha left, Fu Shizi gave such an order.

Soul Nourishing Pill, as the name suggests, is to strengthen the soul.

For the painter, the impact of the spirit is to use the soul to impact, but as far as he knows, at the painting banquet, this Miss Tang took the first place, and it is impossible not to impact the spirit aperture.

This Nine Turns Pill is also an elixir that absorbs spiritual power and fixes spiritual apertures.

…… Who is this for?

The steward was a little puzzled, but he still strictly followed Fu Chen's orders.

It's just that before going out, the steward turned around and said, "Won't the prince return to the Dingguo Mansion today?" ”

"No return." Fu Chen's fan brush was pulled and put away, and he said very seriously: "I'm talking about waiting for the two pills to arrive......

The steward left with a heavy heart.

……

Blowing Snow Building.

On the high floors, the wind does not stop, and the sheer curtains fly up.

In the midst of countless veils, two figures loomed.

Xie Sui held the giant sword and looked at the figure standing in front of my fence with his back to him in silence.

"The Soul Nourishing Pill and the Nine Turning Pill will be sent to Yunrui Auction House, remember to disguise, you can't let people find out the source!"

"Master, why is that? Wouldn't it be better to let Senior Sister know that it was the pill you gave?! ”

Ji Qingzhou turned around, and his tone didn't fluctuate, "She didn't say anything to me, so I pretended not to know." ”

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

By the time the wind blew the curtain, Xie Sui's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

Ji Qingzhou held a water cup.

Under the moonlight, the wind is like a myriad, and the cup is sparkling, like a cup of fairy dew.

"She didn't say anything to me, which means I didn't go into her heart......"

The knobby fingers moved, rubbed the cup, and then took a drink.

The slender neck is elongated, and it is more and more contemplative under the moonlight.

…… I only hope that in this life, the day when she trusts me and relies on me will come sooner.