"Boss Dai, I'm offering 10 million taels of silver for my prince to win. Is it too late to place your bet now?"

Boss Dai was stunned, a bad feeling crossing his mind. Although he had only met this woman once, she was absolutely determined to get what she wanted, even at the cost of any means.

He'd offered 10 million taels to Qian Yeming to win. Could it be that Qian Yeming had some hidden weapon? 10 million taels was no small sum, and if he lost, he'd have to pay 500 million taels. This way, almost all of his casino revenue would go to the Crown Princess!

For a moment, Boss Dai felt very disappointed.

"What happened to Boss Dai? Can't I place a bet anymore?"

"Haha, what are you talking about, Princess? The competition hasn't even started yet, so of course you can place bets."

"Okay, then I'll bet ten million taels of silver on my prince to win."

"The Crown Princess is truly a virtuous wife. No wonder Prince Qianye and his wife are so deeply in love. Mr. Dai, can I bet on myself to win?"

"Yes, of course!" Boss Dai replied quickly.

"This prince doesn't have a considerate and virtuous wife to support him, so he can only support himself. It's still ten million taels, and this prince is betting on himself to win."

With the bet given by Yelu Jingcun himself, the people who originally wanted to change their bets because of Murong Xiao's certainty instantly felt reassured.

Although they hoped that South Vietnam would win, who could resist money? So in this battle, everyone still hoped that Prince Yelu would win.

"Hurry up and change the one thousand taels of gold that Young Master betted to Qianye Mingsheng."

Seeing this, Murong Yan in the back immediately asked his servants to go and change the note.

"You're crazy!" Murong Qingyun said unhappily, "This is one thousand taels of gold!"

Murong Yan rolled her eyes. "I know! It's just five hundred thousand taels of silver! If you lose, I'll compensate you!"

"What are you going to compensate me with?" Murong Qingyun asked with an unhappy look on his face, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Let's put aside everything else. Just the fact that I can hypnotize you and make weapons for you—isn't that worth five hundred thousand taels of silver?"

"Alright, Qingyun, it's just five hundred thousand taels of silver, isn't it? Yan'er, if you want to gamble, then go ahead. If you lose, I'll give you the money. Why are you arguing about such a small thing? Let's just watch the game!"

Murong Qingyun wanted to say something but was stopped by Murong Qingyu who was standing beside her.

He originally looked down on Murong Yan, but he didn't expect that after spending time with her day by day, he now felt that Murong Yan was even more useful than Murong Xiao, who had a status.

At least, before Murong Xiao's identity aroused suspicion, in his heart, Murong Yan was already much more useful than Murong Xiao.

So after knowing Murong Yan's usefulness, Murong Qingyu was particularly indulgent towards Murong Yan and truly treated her like the eldest daughter of the Marshal's Mansion.

At that time, the selection of the daughters had just been completed, and on the day when the five daughters of the Murong family officially entered the family, Zhao Hai, the steward of the Marshal's Mansion, had a conflict with Murong Xiao and Murong Yan. Although Zhao Hai was punished and his position as the chief steward was stripped, it was restored shortly afterwards. After all, Zhao Hai was an old man who had followed him for decades.

As a result, after Murong Xiao married into the Prince's Mansion, Zhao Hai and Murong Yan had many disputes and struggles. In the end, because Murong Yan's value was indeed beyond his imagination,