Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

After each auction, there would be a break to perform some shows to raise customers’ expectations so that they can shout out the highest price and take the guy away.

When it was finally the protagonist's turn to perform, the people in the box opposite opened the window again.

Because it happened so suddenly, the man in green didn't even have time to tidy up his clothes.

The protagonist is named Qi Yu, he is eighteen years old, born to the imperial concubine, and the thirteenth son of the Emperor of Beiyan. Because he is a boy, he is not favored, and even his biological mother dislikes him very much.

Qi Yu is young, but very beautiful.

From the destruction of his country and the ruin of his family to following the army all the way to Yujing, the injuries on his body were mostly healed in just two days thanks to some kind of medicine Xianglou used.

Jiang Que had only met Qi Yu twice in a hurry. At that time, he was unkempt, his clothes were tattered, mixed with dirt and dust, and his body was covered with wounds, making it difficult to see his original appearance.

All I remember is that he had a pair of eyes that were brighter than the stars at night.

The boy was now washed clean and changed into Xianglou's uniform pink peach skirt.

The boy has a thin build, and although his facial features are a little immature, he has a pretty face, and a pair of starry eyes that are like spring waves that sweep the person away. It is not difficult to see how stunning this face will be when he grows up.

The young man stood quietly on the stage, he was as beautiful as an ink painting, his clean and clear figure was out of place with the smoky atmosphere of the inn.

And below the stage, there was a group of guests who kept fantasizing about spending a night with him after he appeared on stage.

They all drooled, held the silver bills and raised the price with shining eyes, determined to take him into their homes.

Such a beauty is pleasing to the eye just by having her at home.

I heard that he was a prince before.

The rowdy crowd was even more excited.

"Eight hundred taels."

"Two thousand taels."

"Three thousand five hundred taels."

Prices skyrocketed.

The highest price for the items auctioned earlier was only 1,200 taels.

The closer it gets to the end, the more it becomes a contest between high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

It wasn't until a sign was hung in the box on the third floor, announcing the high price of "one thousand gold", and the price was raised drastically that the crowd began to get restless.

One tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver.

One thousand gold can be exchanged for ten thousand taels of silver.

Ordinary people will never see so much money in their lifetime.

Everyone was guessing which high-ranking official spent a fortune to buy a prince of a fallen country.

But in the box, no one knew who called out such a price except the people on the third floor.

The young man who heard the shouting downstairs recognized that the voice came from Chu Yichen. He tightened his fingers and fluttered his drooping eyelashes, revealing a hint of reluctance.

Jiang Que sat on the windowsill and watched. Chu Yichen's determined look really deserved a beating.

Just when the chef of Xianglou asked if anyone wanted to raise the price, there was silence in the place.

No one is willing to spend a thousand gold coins to buy a boy from a brothel.

Jiang Que placed his fingertips on the windowsill, his cold eyes sweeping over the young man on the stage who was about to be bought by Chu Yichen, and was so reluctant that he was about to scratch his hands.

He suddenly smiled and waved to the guards behind him.

The guard understood immediately and hung a sign outside the window, indicating that he wanted to increase the price.

Jiang Que blew on the teacup and spoke slowly with a smile: "Three thousand gold."

The crowd's discussion became louder.

Although this prince of a fallen country is good-looking, he is not worth so much money.

Who are these two stupid people with so much money?

Perhaps Jiang Que was sitting against the windowsill and was accidentally seen by someone with sharp eyes.

Oh, Jiang Que.

That's fine.

The thing that corrupt officials have the most is money.

Chu Yichen also saw Jiang Que calmly drinking tea in the box opposite.

Someone felt his gaze, smiled and raised his glass to him, indicating his acceptance.

His calm and composed attitude, as if the three thousand golds were just the tip of the iceberg to him, made people angry.