Ye Baizhi looked at Sang Xiangshan on the second floor, a dangerous cold light flashed across her eyes.
The medicine she gave her was quite strong. Logically speaking, even after a month, Sang Xiangshan would not be better and would not be able to go out.
Who would have thought that Sang Xiangshan could still go out at this time.
She was just wearing a veil, which meant that her disfigured face had not healed, but there might be nothing wrong with her body.
It seems that the Sang family does have some strength. For an ordinary medium-sized family to have such strength means there is still a problem.
Then, when they encountered a tide of demonized beasts in the forest, she suspected it was related to Sang Xiangshan.
Sang Xiangshan shouted out five thousand purple spirit stones, and immediately someone followed suit.
"Why should I only perform for her? I'll give her 5,100 purple spirit stones!"
"Five thousand two hundred purple spirit stones."
"Five thousand five hundred purple spirit stones!"
"I'll pay 6,000 Purple Spirit Stones, and he's mine!"
"Six thousand two hundred purple spirit stones."
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The bidding enthusiasm on the spot was high, and everyone was bidding like crazy.
They all looked at Ji Qinghan with obsession and madness, as if they wanted to get him.
This is just the first night, and everyone is so crazy until Ji Qinghan is completely obtained.
However, Ji Qinghan's reputation, appearance and temperament are enough to drive everyone crazy.
In particular, he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting and martial arts.
Ye Baizhi looked at Ji Qinghan on the stage.
She could actually understand why her predecessor wanted to pursue Ji Qinghan madly the first time she saw him.
He does have the capital to drive people crazy.
At this time, Ji Qinghan stood quietly on the stage, standing proudly in the wind and frost like a cold plum, with an indifference that kept people at a distance.
The managers were very excited when they saw that Ji Qinghan could cause such a sensation.
The steward urged Ji Qinghan, "Hurry up and play the piano."
Ji Qinghan said softly, "The guqin should be treated with the heart of a gentleman."
Moreover, in the time of our ancestors, the zither was only played during sacrifices.
Even if he falls into such a situation, he cannot lose his original intention.
The steward cursed in a low voice, "Hmph, after tonight, I'll see how arrogant you can still be."
As he said this, he asked someone to bring a cushion so that Ji Qinghan could sit on it and play the piano.
Ji Qinghan didn't move and insisted, "Burn incense!"
This is the rule of playing the piano in the clan, and it is also a rule passed down from a long time ago.
"You are so stubborn. We are already in Fengyue Tower, and you still care about some crappy customs."
The manager wanted to prick Ji Qinghan with a needle to make him move.
But considering the occasion, the person in charge could only ask someone to get the incense.
According to Ji Qinghan's habit, he was allowed to burn incense and play the piano.
I really don’t know why these former nobles still have such bad habits when playing the piano.
This incense is very expensive, and the person in charge is actually reluctant to give it to Ji Qinghan.
Ji Qinghan burned incense before sitting down to play the piano.
Every move he made was so graceful.
The tones of the guqin flowed slowly from his fingertips.
His fingers on the guqin were as slender as jade and as white as the moon.
The sound of the piano is like the gurgling of a clear stream, ethereal and ethereal, as if it can touch the soul.
It also has the power to cleanse the worldly impetuousness.
He was like a mountain breeze, ethereal, cold and lonely, floating above the clouds.
“That sounds so good!”
The crowd who were originally screaming were attracted by the sound of the piano, and everyone listened in shock.
They had seen some performances before, but most of them had never heard piano music like this.
There are too few people who can play the guqin.
Only those aristocrats with a profound background have the guqin and the music scores, and can teach the young masters of noble families to play the guqin.
Even Ye Baizhi was slightly surprised to hear such piano music.
His attainments in piano music are indeed very high.
The melody of the piano is also so touching.
“It’s so beautiful!”
“Even though I don’t understand it, I think it sounds good.”
"If someone filmed his virginity, they could ask him to play all night long if they wanted to hear it. They could have him serve them in the first half of the night, and then play the piano and dance with the sword in the second half..."
At this moment, everyone started bidding again.
Sang Xiangshan felt that bargaining with these people was too slow, and she wanted to get him quickly and have him serve her.
"I'll give you 10,000 Purple Spirit Stones!"
Sang Xiangshan directly asked for 10,000 purple spirit stones, which is an extremely high number.
Now many female animals can no longer bid no matter how crazy they are.
Those with strong financial resources are still bidding, but they are all increasing by one hundred.
Sang Xiangshan added one thousand at a time.
Even with such an atmosphere at the scene, Ye Baizhi did not play a single wrong note while listening to Ji Qinghan's piano music, and it was so smooth from beginning to end.
He seemed to be shutting himself out from everything.
Ye Baizhi listened to the music and understood what was in his heart.
Sang Xiangshan said directly: "Twenty thousand purple spirit stones."
"Twenty thousand?"
Everyone gasped when they heard this number.
Even the female beasts of the nobility were reluctant to spend 20,000 purple spirit stones to buy Ji Qinghan's virginity.
It would be worth it if they could buy the entire Ji Qinghan, but for just one night, they still felt it was not worth it.
Sang Xiangshan did this because of what the princess had instructed her to do, and she also wanted to humiliate Ji Qinghan so that she could take revenge on Ye Baizhi.
"Twenty thousand once, twenty thousand twice."
Ye Baizhi said directly: "Thirty thousand!"
Sang Xiangshan looked down and saw Ye Baizhi. She was so angry that she almost died. "Forty thousand!"
"fifty thousand!"
Sang Xiangshan couldn't add any more, she was about to faint from anger.
"Ye Baizhi, how dare you argue with me, you lowly female beast."
Sang Xiangshan cursed loudly, but at the same time she let everyone know that the person who took the photo of Ji Qinghan's virginity was Ye Baizhi.
Ye Baizhi was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Sang Xiangshan yelled and naturally the people from Fengyue Tower threw her out.
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