Chapter 88 Fakes
Seeing Song Ci take so long without a reply, Zhong Ziwen's contempt intensified. He was truly a frog in a well, yet he chose to embarrass himself. He dared to bully Rouxi. He was going to throw his face into the ground and trample on it.
Song Ci suddenly smiled and said nonchalantly, "Yes, let's see the world."
Zhong Ziwen's contempt and smile froze on his face. He was clearly the one provoking and insulting him, but he felt a suffocating feeling as if he was punching cotton.
What's going on?
Princess Le Yi was about to get angry, but when she saw Song Ci dealt with it in a few seconds, she rolled her eyes again.
The people of the Zhong family still like to pretend as always.
It's really annoying.
"Why don't you scold him?"
Song Ci raised an eyebrow: "A dog bites me, but I can't bite the dog back, right? What have I become? Am I worse than an animal?"
Princess Le Yi was stunned for a moment and almost spit out the tea she had just drunk.
Zhong Ziwen's eyes became colder and colder. He looked at Song Ci for a long time before looking away. This person was so annoying. No wonder Rouxi hated her.
Song Rouxi seemed to have met someone she knew, and her gaze and attention were drawn to him at the same time. Song Ci was not interested and just stared at the auction table with burning eyes, looking forward to it starting soon.
She doesn't like crowded places.
"elder brother......."
Brother? Song Ci turned her head and saw Princess Le Yi staring at the person next to her in surprise.
Isn’t it Prince Yu in disguise?
His attire today was not eye-catching. If you didn't pay attention, you would think he was just a young man from a wealthy family.
Several shadows cast on his face and high nose bridge, making half of his profile unclear. His bone structure was of the ultimate masculine beauty, and his jawline was as sharp as a knife. It made people feel that there was a hint of inhumanity mixed in with his coldness, which was very different from the feeling he gave when he first met him that day.
"I should ask you why you are here."
Princess Le Yi: "Why can't I be here?"
The two siblings were bickering like little kids, with no trace of the oppression and indifference they had just shown.
Song Ci turned his smiling gaze away and looked towards the platform.
Today's auction officially begins.
Song Rouxi's timid voice came from the next table, "It is said that this first piece is an extremely precious blood coral ornament. It's this big, and this is the first time I've seen one."
"Rouxi, you are indeed knowledgeable." Zhong Ziwen said gently.
"Third sister." Song Rouxi's eyes flashed with a cold gaze. "Since you were a child, your family has never deliberately taught you how to appreciate these rare ornaments. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me."
"You come here even though you don't understand. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" A familiar sarcastic voice came, and Song Ci looked sideways slightly.
It turned out to be Miss Lian, whom I had met once before.
"Alian, don't talk like that. Third sister must be feeling bad enough because she doesn't understand." Song Rouxi said as she looked at Song Ci, with a hint of malice on her face.
Miss Lian sighed, "Sister Song, you are so kind. She bullied you so much, and you still spoke up for her... I just can't stand it."
At auctions like this, the attendees are all of varying status and wealth. What is Song Dynasty porcelain doing here? Is it to embarrass himself?
Miss Lian couldn't wait to ridicule her so that she could avenge Song Rouxi.
No matter what they said, Song Ci remained silent, and Song Rouxi's face became even more proud. She thought that Song Ci must be sad and uneasy at this moment. After all, the third house had never properly educated this daughter. How could she understand antiques and rare ornaments?
If she were Song Ci, after being humiliated like this today, she would cry her pillow wet when she goes home tonight.
After all, auction houses like this require verification of the money before entry. Where did Song Ci get the money? The Third House didn't have any money either. If it weren't for Princess Le Yi's help, she would probably be standing at the door right now.
Where did it say that he came in and sat down?
She hadn't forgotten what Song Ci had said before she left. She turned around and said, "It's okay, Third Sister. If you don't understand, just watch quietly and don't say anything."
"That's right." Miss Lian covered her lips and sneered, "Don't pretend to know. You definitely don't have any money on you, because you came in because of the princess. This time, for Sister Song's sake, I won't expose you. Don't be ungrateful."
When Song Rouxi saw Song Ci being hit one after another, she could hardly suppress the pleasure in her eyes.
He stared at her with a look of gloating expression on his face.
She had calculated that if Song Ci talked back, Miss Lian would definitely not forgive her. If she couldn't help but curse, she would curse others, or even herself.
Zhong Ziwen was by her side and would definitely not allow her to act so recklessly.
No matter how you think about it, you win, don't you?
The two tables were talking in a whisper, which soon attracted the attention of the guests at other tables around them.
Everyone looked at Song Ci with a vague look of scrutiny and a sense of ridicule.
Prince Yu, who was covering his face with a fan beside Princess Le Yi, was also looking at her.
His eyes showed a sense of anticipation. He had heard of this Song porcelain a long time ago and was genuinely curious. Why would someone as picky as Lao Gui suddenly accept such a young girl as his apprentice?
Song Dynasty porcelain does look good, but how many beautiful women are there in Beijing?
What is so special about her?
Song Ci was silent for a while before speaking calmly, "Miss Lian, right?"
Miss Lian puffed out her chest, looking arrogant, "What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with something?"
"I'm not unconvinced, it's just..." Song Ci frowned, looking puzzled, "Miss Lian keeps saying that I don't know the value of things, which is shameful. Then why is Miss Lian wearing fake goods?"
Miss Lian's face changed drastically, and her voice suddenly rose. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly be wearing a fake?"
Song Ci's eyes lingered on the hairpin in her hair. He said coldly, "The phoenix-shaped hairpin on your head has the tip carved from fine jade, and the body is inlaid with gold and jade. If I'm not mistaken... something like this should be a priceless treasure from a small, bordering country."
Song Rouxi, who was chatting and laughing with Zhong Ziwen, looked up when she heard this, a little surprised. When did Song Ci actually understand all this?
This must be nonsense.
Miss Lian sneered and raised her hand to adjust the hairpin on her head so that everyone could see more clearly.
"I didn't expect that even a fool like you would have heard of my hairpin. Yes, this is a hairpin that once belonged to the Queen of the small border country, Jiang Kingdom. My great-grandfather happened to bring it home from an auction and gave it to my great-grandmother. It has since been passed down as a family heirloom."
She looked proud and her words revealed that she was favored in the Lian family.
"Unfortunately, it's fake."
Miss Lian, who had been so smug just now, could barely hold onto the sneer on her face. "What do you know? This thing is a family heirloom of my Lian family, passed down for generations. How could it be a fake? Could it be that none of my elders are as good as you, a Song Dynasty porcelain expert, at recognizing these rare treasures? Do you think I, a young lady of your lowly status, am carrying fakes?"
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