Emptying the Enemy's Storehouse: The Medical Consort Takes Her Children on an Exile Journey to Escape Famine

【Space + Farming + Exile During Natural Disasters & Famine Escape + Hoarding Supplies + Strong Female Medical Consort + Cute Babies + Exciting Story + Abusing Scumbags + Getting Rich + Multip...

Chapter 222: Someone bought this horse?】

Chapter 222: Someone bought this horse?】

Xiao Yuncong didn't expect to get such an answer, and he couldn't help but be stunned. The light in his eyes was unpredictable.

"How dare you! How dare a mere exiled criminal call herself your Highness's sister-in-law!" Xiao Yuncong's followers had already shouted in a stern voice.

The corners of Chen Fenghe's mouth twitched, and he thought speechlessly, how bold! Didn't you see that it was your master who forced me to say that?

Xiao Yuncong came back to his senses and suddenly burst into laughter. He waved his hand, signaling his men to withdraw, and then said, "Okay. I'll make a note of this."

Chen Fenghe: “…”

Why is he writing this down? He's not just trying to remember his 'deceased' brother, is he?

However, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. When the successful people think of the losers, they always feel a little superior. Maybe they just like this feeling of superiority?

Chen Fenghe nodded, turned to look at the horse, touched its mane, and then turned around and left with Yuan Xun and others.

At this moment, the herdsman selling horses suddenly kowtowed and asked, "Sir... Sir, my horse..."

Xiao Yuncong glanced at the horse that Chen Fenghe had just rescued, then said to his followers, "Give him some silver. I'll buy the horse..."

"No...no...sir, I want to take this horse back..." the shepherd stammered.

Upon hearing this, one of Xiao Yuncong's followers immediately scolded him, "You ungrateful bastard! His Royal Highness Prince Rui wants to buy your horse. It's the blessing you've cultivated for eight lifetimes! How dare you refuse?!"

The herdsman was so frightened that he was shaking all over, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Sir, please forgive me! This horse... has... been bought by someone just now. I have already received the money and cannot go back on my word. Please, sir, please be merciful and let me take it away!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Fenghe couldn't help but become curious.

This horse is indeed a good horse, comparable to the little red horse that Xiao Yunshuo bought for her before.

If Qu Wan'er hadn't beaten him with a barbed whip, he probably wouldn't have run around the street like crazy.

But I am afraid that most of the people who saw the horse going crazy on the street today would not get to the bottom of it, but would simply conclude that it was just a fierce horse that could hurt people.

No one would be willing to buy such a horse.

Chen Fenghe originally planned to wait until the storm died down and then secretly go to the herdsmen to buy the horse tonight because of his status as an exiled prisoner.

But unexpectedly, someone got there first?

Xiao Yuncong was obviously surprised. He raised his hand to stop his subordinate who was about to speak rudely and asked, "Oh? I wonder who bought it? How about this, I am willing to pay double the price. Are you willing to refuse the buyer and sell it to me?"

The herdsman heard this and said tremblingly, "Sir, this... isn't appropriate. I've already promised that young master. Credit is the most important thing in business. How can I go back on my word just for money? Please, sir, be merciful. I have other, better horses. You can choose whatever you like..."

Xiao Yuncong's face turned cold.

There are still such inflexible people in the world!

However, in public, he didn't need to force a commoner for a mere horse, so he waved his folding fan and said calmly, "Since that's the case, then forget it."

The herdsman thanked him profusely and led the horse away.

Chen Fenghe looked at the horse's back and felt a little depressed.

This horse is really good, but because of her exile status, someone else bought it first. It hurts to think about it...

It’s all the dog emperor’s fault!