Chapter 075 Inviting the Moon Girl [2]

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The knock on the door sounded, and the child in plain clothes held a piece of white paper in his hand, came to Nangong Bingyu, presented it respectfully, and then whispered, "Master, this is your question. Please write a small order, and the small one will wait outside." After saying that, he gently put the white paper on the table and bent down to retreat.

The drizzle was curious about what the title was. He picked up the white paper and looked at it carefully.

Looking left and right, there were only four words. The drizzle frowned, patted his head, and muttered inexpectedly, "What's the problem?"

I really can't think of it. The drizzle came to Nangong Bingyu and sat down, handed the white paper to her, and asked distressedly, "How should I answer this?"

Without looking at the question on the white paper, Nangong Bingyu leisurely poured a cup of tea for the maid drizzle and replied casually, "We are not going to bid with them. It doesn't matter whether we answer or not."

As long as this little ancestor drinks tea well and quietly waits for the moon girl to come out. As for the question, whether to answer or not, the result is the same.

The drizzle won't let it go. How can she not answer the question of inviting the moon? She lost a lot to her a month ago! Now that the young lady has rarely come, she can finally vent her anger for her. How can she easily give up this opportunity?

Biting her silver teeth, her eyes turned, and she gently pulled the sleeves of Nangong Bingyu, used her killer mace, blinked her big eyes, raised her little face slightly, and said coquettishly in her sweet voice, "Miss~~, can you answer for me! Please!"

Nangong Bingyu looked at the person in front of her with tears and laughter. At this time, she deeply reflected that it was an extremely wrong decision to promise to bring her to Yanyang Tower!

Look, people came to Yanyang Building to see beautiful women, but she was so annoyed that she was speechless by her maid.

But it's obviously too late to regret it now. In desperation, she had to pick up the white paper and look carefully, with a line of small words written on it: Beauty Hero?!

The corners of Nangong Bingyu's mouth twitched slightly and almost laughed. What is this title?

A beautiful hero? Is it beautiful in troubled times?!

This invited Miss Yue is really interesting. Generally, shouldn't everyone write a poem, or take a pair, or come up with a riddle or something?! It's also unexpected to invite the moon girl, and the result is completely up to her. Who can say a standard answer?

Nangong Bingyu smiled. It seemed that she had guessed correctly, and the answer was nothing important. After thinking about it casually, she suddenly remembered a very controversial four words. Her eyes seemed to be crystal clear and brilliant. While waving several strokes on the white paper, the four big characters were also neatly right under the problem.

Without letting the drizzle see what he wrote clearly, Nangong Bingyu called the child in and handed out the white paper.

Although the drizzle didn't see it clearly, she wrote so smoothly and confidently that she should have thought about it. She was very confident in her, so she didn't ask any more questions and quietly waited for the result. But if she really saw what Nangong Bingyu wrote clearly, she would not be so confident!

She should be inviting the moon!

Nangong Bingyu's eyes followed the blue and deep-sea figure. She was the most special woman she had seen in the past few years. Not only because of her beauty, but also because of her brilliance with the moon, which is delicate but not weak.

Simple and bright things, cool and unrestrained posture, self-confidence always revealed, and even Nangong Bingyu felt the dignity that could not be ignored on her.

Inviting the moon does have crazy capital.

The woman in purple sat down in front of the piano and walked to the crowd and said, "The girl has made it very clear. You can bid later. One hundred taels of silver will be shouted, not less than fifty taels each time."

The voice fell, and the sound was clear and melodious. When I first heard it, the melody was fresh and smooth, and the rhythm was light and bright. As I listened to it, my heart seemed to dance with the notes, and it was as if I was drunk as drinking wine. Everyone was intoxicated by the graceful sound of the piano and forgot to bid for a moment.

"Two hundred taels!" Someone recovered and hurriedly bid.

Someone started, and those who are qualified to bid, of course, do not show weak continuous bids.

"Three hundred taels!"

"500 taels!"

"eight hundred taels!"

"One thousand taels!"

The people in the hall shouted lively, and Nangong Bingyu also looked at it casually. She was not interested in these at all, but she was interested in the maid in the room. She is very strange tonight and seems to have come completely for the invitation to the moon.

Besides, Chu Tiancheng, the free prince in the private room below them, hasn't made a sound yet. The price is just warming up, which is not wonderful enough.

Try a piece of green pastry on the table. Well, it tastes good, and it is actually mixed with the taste of green tea.

The cook in this bright building is very good, and the pastry dishes are very good for her appetite.

"1,500 taels!"

The clear and deep male voice shocked the whole body of the drizzle downstairs, because the bidding was Chu Tiancheng.

He actually bid. How can he bid?!

The drizzle clenched fists showed her anger. Their hearts are full of anger. According to what the young lady often says, they are all a group of sand pigs! Because of anger, she became a little short of breath, and finally couldn't help shouting at her, "Miss! Look, why did the prince compete with them for a brothel woman? If you want to know the identity of the woman in the brothel, how can she be worthy of the prince!"

"In this place of fireworks, men come not to look for fun, but to watch the play. In my opinion, the prince wants to have both, but the prince's offer, what does this have to do with you? Nangong Bingyu raised her eyebrows and asked, there must be something wrong with the drizzle.

Although this was the words, Nangong Bingyu still walked to her, looked down, and found that Chu Tiancheng teased the handsome man around him from time to time. His eyes did not look at the invitation moon, let alone desire, and did not conquer. Then his bid was not for himself, but for the name around him. A man.

"Two thousand two!" There was also a cheerful male voice in the private room.

"2,500!" The competition has entered **, and other men who got roses in the private room have also made bids.

"Three thousand taels!" Chu Tiancheng offered again without care.

"Four thousand taels!"

The resolute and slightly lazy and magnetic voice from the private room next to stunned Nangong Bingyu. Unexpectedly, there was a distinguished guest in the private room next to the room!

Thinking of this, she slightly pulled up the curtain and covered herself and the drizzle.

Only because this male voice successfully attracted everyone's attention to the second floor. She doesn't want the blind prince to be targeted. That's not a good thing!

Everyone looked upstairs, but they couldn't see anything clearly. They had to look at each other and stretch their necks curiously.

This male voice also made the man around Chu Tiancheng frown. Even Chu Tiancheng himself looked upstairs thoughtfully. A pair of eyes that could not see emotions. After exchanging a look with the man around him, he said without showing weakness: "Five thousand taels!"

"6,000 taels!" The lazy male voice sounded again.

Chu Tiancheng still smiled and said, "7,000 taels!"

"10,000 taels!"

Before he finished speaking, an angry roar silenced everyone present.

At this time, the sound of inviting the moon also ends after the last perfect transliteration.

In the huge sunny building, it was silent in an instant.