The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 139 Public auction of the prince
Most of these ministers are the prince's cronies, but after seeing Nan Qingjue's strength, they naturally favored Nan Qingjue.

Although they don't know the specific strength of Nan Qingjue, at least they can be sure that he is much stronger than the prince.

If they can climb the high branch of Nanqingjue, their family will have endless troubles.

Therefore, the ministers discussed privately and formed cliques, intending to become an absolute force in the Southern Qing Dynasty.

And the most direct and sincere way to take refuge in him is to marry his daughter into the Nine Princes Mansion.

At this time, everyone looked at Su Moliang silently, thinking that she disagreed, and the pressure suddenly dropped to the lowest level.

Or Yang Rui couldn't wait any longer, so he stood up first and said aggressively, "Princess Wang, our visit today is the result of careful consideration, so whether you agree or not, we will try our best to marry our daughter into the Nine Princes' Mansion. If you Zhiqu, we won’t make it difficult for you, if you don’t know the fun—”

In the end, he kept silent, but the meaning of the threat was self-evident.

Hearing this, Su Moliang raised her eyebrows. The group of ministers obviously didn't take her as a princess seriously, and there was an intention to force her between the lines.

Very well, since that's the case, she doesn't have to be merciful. If she doesn't kill them severely, she will really be sorry for her conscience.

Su Moliang smiled instead of anger, and nodded slightly: "Haha, it's a good thing that you think so highly of the Ninth Prince. A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, and there is no reason for this palace to object to matters of marriage."

Everyone was ready for Su Moliang to be furious, but unexpectedly——she was quite happy?

Are you being stimulated to be silly?
Everyone stared at Su Moliang in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

Lu Man and Mother An on the side were also in a hurry to die.

How could she agree to something that threatened her status!
"Miss, are you crazy!" Luman almost jumped up in anxiety.

Su Moliang is not crazy, it is probably the group of ministers in front of him who is going crazy.

Yang Rui and the others were shocked when they heard this, and after a moment of hesitation, they were ecstatic.

"Hahaha, it's rare for the princess to be so tolerant. It's really a blessing from the Ninth Prince."

When everyone heard the words, they all echoed and agreed. They were a little nervous just now, but they suddenly relaxed a lot.

The women covered their mouths shyly and laughed lightly.

Some were happy to marry into the palace, while others laughed at Su Moliang's stupidity.

They thought that Su Moliang was such a great person, but they didn't expect that he was an idiot who was willing to give up his own man to others. This is not tolerance, it is obviously stupid.

Come to think of it, as long as they entered the palace, let alone the concubine's room, they could even win the position of princess.

But they don't know that marrying into the Ninth Prince's Mansion and falling into Su Moliang's hands is definitely the stupidest decision in their life.

Su Moliang will definitely become a nightmare in their lives.

"Princess, since you have agreed, then this marriage—" Yang Rui's expression brightened, he struck while the iron was hot, and continued to ask.

Su Moliang nodded in understanding: "I agreed on behalf of the prince. Your daughter can stay now, and after I make arrangements, you can go to bed."

They all enter the house in the name of concubines, and they don't need to carry a big sedan chair. Speaking of which, as long as they stay in the palace to attend the bed, they can be counted as the prince's women.

Hearing Su Moliang's refreshing assurance, everyone was all smiles, and they were very satisfied with Su Moliang's tolerance.

The girls blushed with excitement.

At the beginning, Nan Qingjue defeated the enemy with one move at the prince's wedding banquet, causing such a big commotion, they all heard about it.

In addition, the Ninth Prince is so glamorous that many women would feel ashamed of themselves.

How can such a character not make people's hearts flutter.

"Princess, since you have agreed for the little girl to come in, do you know when to arrange for the little maid to go to bed?" Song Shilang looked at Su Moliang's eyes full of expectation when he heard this, and his tone was a little anxious and excited.

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped their excited discussion and stared at Su Moliang intently, expecting her answer.

Entering the door is the first step, but serving the bed, a woman who has completely become a prince is the highlight.

Seeing that everyone was very concerned about this issue, with eager desire floating in their eyes, a gleam flashed across Su Moliang's eyes.

This group of ministers betrayed the prince and came to seek refuge with Nan Qingjue. Such snobbish people are really disgusting.

This time, she let them go and never return!

Thinking of this, the corners of Su Moliang's lips twitched, his sharp eyes glanced at everyone, his red lips parted slightly, and his voice became clearer and louder: "Well, since the palace agrees to take concubines for the prince, it will naturally arrange for the servants to sleep. It's just that There are so many of you, how should you arrange it? Who goes first? This palace is a headache."

Hearing this, the ministers were all old foxes, so they naturally understood the meaning between the lines of Su Moliang's words. Immediately, Yang Rui stood up and proposed, "Princess, our Yang family is willing to offer [-] gold coins as a dowry!"

Song Qingsong's servant did not admit defeat, and shouted: "Our Song family is willing to give [-] gold coins!"

"Our royal family is willing to offer [-] gold coins!"

"Hmph, our Shen family is willing to pay [-] yuan!"

"Our Yang family has one hundred thousand!"

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm and constantly increasing prices, Su Moliang rarely smiled, raised his hand at everyone, and comforted him: "Everyone, please be safe, don't be impatient, don't worry, the one with the highest price of the Nine Princes will get it, and everyone will win." There is hope, take your time."

When everyone heard that everyone had hope, their faces turned red with excitement, and they quoted loudly. The price was higher and higher every time, directly rising from 20 gold coins to [-] gold coins. Even so, the price was still not capped——

All of a sudden, the entire hall was full of quarrels, and all the ministers were scrambling to be the first, and immediately turned the marriage into an auction!

Seeing this, Lu Man and An Momo were all frightened.

Their young lady is actually auctioning off the prince in public on the prince's site! ! !

Are they wrong?

This is too shocking!

Lu Man and Nanny An felt weak all over, leaning against the table next to them quickly to stabilize their figures.

Butler Zhong, who saw this scene at the entrance of the hall, also turned pale with fright, and hurried towards Huizhu Hall.

He really didn't expect that Su Moliang would have the courage to hold an auction in the palace, and the object of the auction was their prince! ! !

When he rushed back to the Huizhu Hall to report to Nan Qingjue, his voice was trembling: "Wang—Wang Ye—something is wrong—"

Nan Qingjue was closing his eyes for luck, and a cold and terrifying black air was faintly seeping out of his body, but when he heard Butler Zhong's voice, the black air quickly retracted into his body, as if nothing happened Happens in general.

When Butler Zhong opened the door and entered, Nan Qingjue was already lying on the couch normally.

"Have those people at the door been dismissed yet?" Nan Qingjue closed his eyes and asked coldly, with an anger that could not be ignored in his tone.

Butler Zhong was in a hurry at this time, so he naturally didn't notice Nan Qingjue's abnormality, and quickly accused Su Moliang of his crime like pouring beans: "My lord, go and have a look, the ministers at the door not only didn't leave, they were even invited in by the princess." Now, they are holding an auction in the hall!"

Steward Zhong was sweating profusely, and worried that Nan Qingjue would lose his temper when he heard this, so he watched his expression while talking, and waited tremblingly for his response.

Nan Qingjue frowned suddenly, and raised his cold voice slightly, "Auction?"

Seeing his puzzled look, Butler Zhong's complexion became tangled, he didn't dare to speak, but had to say: "Yes, the princess—the princess—she—she—is in the hall—the auction of the prince !"

(End of this chapter)