Chapter 517 It’s hard to bear a proton (13)

"Do you want this person?" Miss Cui asked Chuzheng.

Chuzheng glanced over there.

The look of confirmation is the good guy card I'm looking for.

"has a problem?"

Snapped--

Ms. Cui slapped her hand on the table and said in a higher pitched voice: "Of course there is a problem!"

Chuzheng: "..."

Scared me.

Just talk, no matter how hard you hit the table!

"Okay!" Miss Cui finished the two people's play by herself: "Today I am happy, so I will compete with you on the same stage. Whoever pays the highest price will get this person?"

Chuzheng's eyes drifted towards Miss Cui.

Miss Cui was very drunk, but she was still able to recognize him, which was already her limit.

You thought Chuzheng would slap her in the face with money.

No!

you are wrong!

Chuzheng looked at the Madam, and cold words came out of her mouth: "Throw it out."

Where did this idiot come from.

Why should I compete with you?

It was originally mine!

A random pheasant comes out and wants to compete with me. What a dream!

"..." The madam was frightened. Chu Zheng's aura was amazing. She swallowed: "This young master, this is the daughter of the Marquis's family."

Can't throw.

Marquis's Mansion?

Which Marquis's Mansion?

do not know!

Even if your acquaintance with me has anything to do with it, I am not from Jin.

Therefore, Chu Zheng was not moved at all: "What happened to the daughter of the Marquis? Is it heavy?"

I am still the prince of Weiguo!

[…] Miss, you are just a proton, please recognize your identity!

Clearly recognized.

[...Where do you recognize it? 】

Don't you think I would look like a fool if I agreed to compete with her?

【……】No! Little sister, we have money, so we have nothing to be afraid of! ! You can throw money at her!

You can't smash it to death, no, throw it away!

Simple and convenient, save time and effort, say goodbye to trouble!

"Young master, I will ask Miss Cui to leave immediately." The old bustard promised: "Miss Cui, you are really drunk. I will send someone to take you back to your house."

"Go...back home? I won't go back...I won't go back!" Miss Cui hugged the table: "I want this, you follow me...you bid with me!"

"Throw it!" Chuzheng's tone was cold.

The madam seemed to feel the chill in the air.

Ignoring Miss Cui's arms and legs, she hugged the table and called for people to come up.

Those who raised their arms raised their arms, and those who raised their legs raised their legs to 'invite' Miss Cui out.

The madam shivered outside for a while, then straightened her expression and went in with a smile.

"Sir, I was really sorry just now."

Chuzheng put on a cold face.

Very poor experience!

The old madam looked at her master anxiously.

The man seemed to be unconscious and had no reaction at all.

Master's acting skills...

The madam took a deep breath: "This is what we just arrived..."

The madam didn't dare to touch the man: "This... this is rare... Although he hasn't been... trained yet, sir, don't worry, we... have... medicine here, there will be no problem... I guarantee you will be comfortable. "

Chuzheng sat there in a boss-like posture, domineering and unrestrained.

The madam suddenly stuttered, and Chu Zheng couldn't help but turn his attention to her.

You were fine just now, why did you suddenly stutter?

"It's just him, you go down." Chuzheng was sure that this person was her good friend, and waved the stuttering madam out.

The old bustard looked at the man with a look.

That way, in the eyes of outsiders, it probably means 'asking for money'.

So Chuzheng took out the banknote and slapped it on the table very domineeringly.

His whole aura says - Uncle, I have plenty of money!

Madam: "..."

As a madam in a romantic place, you must have a strong psychological quality.

The madam took a deep breath, smiled, said a few pleasant words, took the banknote, twisted her waist and left quickly.

The man was placed on a chair, with his messy hair covering most of his face.

Chuzheng stood up, straightened the man upright, and pushed his hair away from his face.

The man's eyebrows were revealed.

Chuzheng: "..."

Isn't this the third prince that we had a glimpse of last time?

Chuzheng thought about it carefully, and it seemed that the Jin royal family really had the same surname...

Even poor?

Even if you are poor, you are still poor.

He is truly a good person card.

The names are all so pitiful.

So the third prince of the court looked at the guest who ordered him, stared at his face for a long time, but made no move.

The third prince said: This posture is so tiring!

Lian Qiong's mother, Concubine Xiao, was once a world-famous beauty.

Lian Qiong completely inherited the advantages of Concubine Xiao. She was so beautiful that her gender was almost blurred, but she would not make people think she was feminine, and her boyish aura was too strong to ignore.

There was a layer of fog in Lian Qiong's eyes, as if confused, at a loss, but also vaguely angry...

"What do you have to do to let me go?" Lian Qiong couldn't bear the silence and took the initiative to say, "I can give you a lot of money."

Chuzheng stood up, looked down at him condescendingly, and said in a light voice, "Third Prince, I am not short of money."

Anyone who talks to me about money is a devil.

Lian Qiong: "..."

Get to know him.

The last time it was just a face-to-face meeting, why did you remember him?

If I had known earlier, I would have covered my face.

Lian Qiong chuckled, her delicate eyebrows spread, and her long and dense eyelashes gently lowered, blocking the light in his eyes.

When he lifted it up again, his whole aura suddenly changed.

Just now it was a helpless little pitiful person who was sold into a flower house.

Then at this moment he is a guest who comes to the Flower House to have fun - if he is not tied up.

The mist in Lian Qiong's eyes dissipated, her red lips curled slightly, and her voice changed slightly, clear but seductive enough: "Since you know who I am, how can Prince Wei dare to keep me?"

"If I redeem you, will you think I'm a good person?"

Chuzheng asked seriously.

Lian Qiong raised an eyebrow: "Prince Wei is really a good man?"

Chuzheng thought for a while and realized that Lian Qiong's question should be about her requirements for a mating partner. She can't have a girl, so there's nothing wrong with a boy.

So Chuzheng nodded honestly.

Lian Qiong's lips curved in a more beautiful arc: "I really didn't notice it."

"I didn't see that the third prince of the Jin Kingdom would be sold into a flower house." Chu Zheng coldly poked at his sore spot.

Lian Qiong just shrugged indifferently: "People make mistakes and horses stumble. Is it possible that the Prince of Weiguo didn't make any mistakes and was calculated by others?"

Chuzheng said with a cold face: "I have never been sold to a flower house."

"..." The flower building is mine!

"If I redeem you, will you think I'm a good person?" Chuzheng continued to ask seriously.

I’m trying to be a good person every day!

Lian Qiong read it carefully.

Verbatim.

Not even a pause makes any difference.

The man standing in front of him showed no change in expression.

"Of course." Lian Qiong smiled: "It's an honor to have the help of Prince Wei."

Chuzheng nodded with satisfaction.

"Prince Wei, could you let go of me first?" Lian Qiong said, "Don't you think this is strange?"

Chuzheng: "It's pretty good." He won't run around.