Isn't that Prince Anzheng?
Everyone had been focused on the beautiful woman sitting in the hall and the young master of the Xie family who had suddenly barged in. Only now did they notice that the person sitting in the Jinzihao, who had been silent all along, was actually Prince Anzheng.
Qin Yi did not use a screen to shield himself. His black robe embroidered with gold patterns exuded an air of grandeur, and an invisible pressure emanated from him. His cold and sharp eyes made people dare not look him in the eye.
Nanqianyue glanced at it once and then looked away, after which she heard hushed whispers behind her.
"Two years ago, Prince Anzheng lit a sky lantern for his beauty. Why is he doing it again now?"
"Look at your memory. Wasn't that beauty from two years ago the daughter of the Prime Minister of the South? If you're asking again now, it must still be for her."
"Not necessarily. Look, the daughter of the Prime Minister is not sitting with Prince Anzheng. Prince Anzheng must be tired of her."
"So what? There's still the Xie family's young master. Such a beauty has no shortage of suitors, especially since she's the eldest daughter of the Southern Prime Minister."
"This is going to be interesting. The two families are competing with lanterns, but who knows, they might not be competing with lanterns at all, but rather... with the beauty's heart!"
Nan Qianyue's face fell upon hearing this. So, Qin Yi brought her here two years ago?
However, the tone of these comments made it sound as if she were some kind of vixen who brought disaster to the country and its people.
Xie Yanzhou naturally heard everything, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He looked up at Jinzihao and saw that Prince Anzheng was staring at Qianqian nakedly.
"Qianqian." Xie Yanzhou couldn't ignore the turmoil in his heart. He looked at Nan Qianyue and asked, "Are you very familiar with Prince Anzheng?"
As Nanqianyue was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of the people sitting behind her leaning forward and putting their ears toward her.
Nanqianyue: "..." Is it really okay to eavesdrop so openly?
"I don't remember at all." She shook her head.
Everyone: So it really was amnesia.
Xie Yanzhou stared into her eyes for a while before smiling again. "It's alright, this Immortal Pillow should be able to awaken your memories."
Nanqianyue curled her lips into a smile.
Auctioneers rarely encounter such situations; in terms of status and hierarchy, who here can surpass Prince Anzheng?
So she silently took a few steps toward the Gold Ship before slowly opening her mouth, "Two families are competing for the lanterns; the highest bidder wins. I wonder which of you two esteemed guests will make the first bid?"
Nanqianyue couldn't help but look at the Gold Ship again, but ignored Qin Yi and looked at Qingyi, hoping to get some information from Qingyi's face.
Because Qingyi doesn't have as many tricks up her sleeve as Qin Yi.
Qingyi suddenly met Nanqianyue's gaze, first startled, then smiled, and then... at a loss for words.
Why is Miss Nan staring at him like that? This isn't a good thing.
Qingyi silently shifted her gaze, pretending to admire the interior design of the Xingtian Auction House.
As she moved south, her brows furrowed, and even the woman in green became enigmatic.
He must have been infected by Qin Yi.
Xie Yanzhou's expression darkened slightly. Qianqian's emotions were so easily influenced by the Jinzihao side. It seemed that a thorough investigation was needed.
He had spent many years wandering the martial arts world and knew nothing about the affairs of the capital, let alone Qianqian's past.
Xie Yanzhou quickly composed himself and looked up at the bronze-lettered sign.
Miss Xie, who was from the copper-plated shop, received her brother's signal and nodded with a smile. Her eyes seemed to say, "Brother, rest assured, leave everything to your sister."
Miss Xie beckoned, and her maid immediately leaned in to listen.
Noblemen are playing with lanterns, and no one dares to urge them on.
The auctioneer noticed movement at the bronze-lettered shop and went to investigate, only to be immediately startled.
"Copper-grade goods, 100,000 taels!"
Immediately, the discussions in the room grew louder; the richest man's move was truly astonishing.
The auctioneer couldn't hide her delight, and she, along with everyone else, turned her gaze toward the Gold Ship.
How will Prince Ansei make his offer?
The eldest princess of the Silver Shop had her fingernails digging into her flesh. Her gaze towards Nan Qianyue was filled with resentment, and her gaze towards Qin Yi was filled with unwillingness...
There has been no movement from the Gold Ship yet, but some noise has been made in the lobby.
Several servants carried chairs, tables, and tea trays to Nan Qianyue's side. A steward cleared a space to her right and placed the chairs and tables next to her.
The sensible steward deliberately placed the chair next to the one facing south, and the desk on the other side.
After Steward Xiao Si hurriedly withdrew, the man with the gold badge stood up, then leaped down and landed steadily, walking towards the direction of Nanqianyue.
In the dim light of the setting sun, he sat quietly beside her.
The current situation is that Nan Qianyue is sandwiched between Qin Yi and Xie Yanzhou. There is no barrier between her and Qin Yi, and she is separated from Xie Yanzhou by a small table.
At this moment, no one spoke, and their expressions were not good.
Upon the arrival of Prince Anzheng, those behind him immediately fell silent; no one dared to speak further.
In blue, he took on the main responsibility at the gold shop, and he raised his hand to signal his servant to raise the sign.
The auctioneer exclaimed, "Golden Shop, two hundred thousand taels!"
Nanqianyue frowned; Qin Yi was determined to win this battle.
She turned to look at Xie Yanzhou, but didn't say anything. She just shook her head, thinking that Xie Yanzhou would understand what she meant.
Xie Yanzhou brushed aside the unpleasantness brought on by Qin Yi, reached out and grasped Nan Qianyue's hand, smiling gently, "Don't worry."
Thinking Xie Yanzhou hadn't understood her, Nan Qianyue whispered, "Never mind, I won't..."
"Qianqian." Xie Yanzhou didn't let her finish speaking. He squeezed her hand. "You have to believe me."
Southward Migration Month: "..." I can't persuade her, I can't persuade her.
She withdrew her hand and looked listlessly at the display stand.
Why do they all like to hold hands with people, and it's always so natural for them?
A teacup was placed in front of her. She glanced down at it, her gaze following the fingers on the teacup all the way to Qin Yi's profile.
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