THE EVIL PRINCE AND HIS PRECIOUS WIFE
Chapter 43 – Conflicts At Auction House

The wind hit his face, the scene changing rapidly before his eyes. The anger within him suddenly dissipated, he widened his eyes. Was this Qing Qong practiced in ancient times? This is so cool! He wanted to learn it someday when he had some free time.

Murong Xue looked at a large and imposing building with a creamy white front door. The top of the door was carved "YuBao Xuan". The exterior of the building is elegant and magnificent.

Ouyang Shao Chen gripped his waist tightly and continued flying in the sky, there was no sign he would stop. Murong Xue reminded him gently, "Prince, we've reached YuBao Xuan, we're going down now."

“There are many products available for auction this time at YuBao Xuan, definitely crowded there. We're not going to the main hall, we're going to go to a private room."

The window looked exactly the same, Murong Xue asked curiously, "You're sure you know which private room you booked?"

"Of course!" Ouyang Shao Chen said confidently with a smile on his face and directly walked into one of the private rooms.

When they landed in a private room, a familiar figure appeared in the room. It's Xunfeng.

When Xunfeng saw Ouyang Shao Chen and Murong Xue, he bowed and greeted them politely.

Murong Xue nodded and released Ouyang Shao Chen's arm which encircled his waist. He stepped towards the door of the private room. The hall was filled to the brim, a beautiful woman was standing right in the center of the stage, her hands were holding a maroon-colored Lingzhi, “This is a thousand-year-old Fire Lingzhi, who is a, it can cure more than a hundred types of diseases. The initial offer was ten thousand dollars.”

“Twenty thousand dollars..”

“Thirty thousand dollars..”

“Fourty thousand dollars..”

Murong Xue gave a small smile as she looked towards Fire Lingzhi. This was the highest value among Lingzhi and hard to find. No matter how severe the wound is, as long as you consume the Lingzhi Fire, you will recover. The products sold in Yubao Xuan were really of good quality.

Ouyang Shao Chen was standing behind the window, staring at his hand. This was the hand that wrapped around her waist, she could still smell her scent, her fragrant aroma. He walked to the table and poured a cup of tea. He handed a cup of tea to Murong Xue, “Come. Sit down and drink tea.”

"Thank you." Murong Xue sipped his tea, his gaze not off the stage. “I want to know if DiYang grass for sale.”

“I waited here all day, I am sure DiYang grass has not sold.” said Xunfeng.

"That's great." Murong Xue was relieved to hear that. The beautiful woman on stage smiled sweetly and said, “Fire Lingzhi now belongs to Mr. Wang, congratulations! The next sale item is a box of DiYang grass, the initial offer is five thousand dollars.”

Murong Xue noticed that Diyang's grass box was exactly the same as DiYang's grass which he had seen in the previous book.

“Ten thousand dollars..”

“Fifteen thousand dollars..”

“Twenty thousand dollars..”

“Fifty thousand dollars!” The entire auction hall was pacified by the girl's voice. The bidders frowned and shook their heads. DiYang grass has its own properties, not suitable for everyone to consume such as Ginseng or Lingzhi.

The bidder wants to buy DiYang grass at a reasonable price and keep it, in case of an emergency. However, the bid submitted by Murong Xue far exceeded the true value of the Diyang grass.

“Bang!” When the hammer was knocked down, a woman's voice said, "Wait!"

A beautiful woman walked slowly into the auction room. She was wearing a yellow long dress, a pair of clear and dazzling eyes, she was extremely beautiful.

“Isn't this Miss Shu Nan Xiang?”

“That's her, Tuan's eldest daughter, the talented woman in the capital. She is the definition of perfection, I wonder why she is here.”

“Obviously he wants to bargain for goods here, but I want to know what he wants to bargain for.”

Everyone in the hall was looking at Shu Nan Xiang.

Shu Nan Xiang was already used to all this praise, he walked towards the stage leisurely. Looking at the beautiful woman on stage and saying, "Miss, I offered a hundred thousand dollars to buy a box of DiYang grass!"

The beauty was stunned and politely declined, “Sorry I cannot accept your offer, Miss Shu. This DiYang grass box is considered sold.”

“He has not paid, so the transaction did not work.” Shu Nan Xiang said.

“Transaction is successful when the hammer is knocked down, although the bidder has not paid for the item. If Miss Shu is interested in buying this DiYang grass, you can discuss with that miss.” The beautiful woman on the stage explained to Miss Shu in detail. YuBao Xuan was famous and popular in the city for giving fair auctions and following strict rules, bidders had to abide by those rules.

“Oh so, thanks for the information.” Shu Nan Xiang turned his head towards Murong Xue. Oh, that...the private room that was booked by the Ouyang Family, why was Murong Xue standing there?

Shu Nan Xiang could barely see Murong Xue's face as the curtains covered Murong Xue's face, Shu Nan Xiang scowled slightly, “This woman, my mother caught wind, my mother caught wind, and he desperately needed DiYang grass to remove the coldness from him. Can you sell it to me?”

“There are still many other herbs that have the same properties to cure colds, no need to use DiYang.” grass Murong Xue knew that many other herbs could replace DiYang grass to cure the flu.

“My mom caught a severe flu, using DiYang grass will get the best results.” Shu Nan Xiang said.

“Sorry, Miss Shu. I have a severe disease that requires DiYang grass to heal, only this herb can treat my illness.” If Shu Nan Xiang's mother was really sick, she would give DiYang grass to him. However, his mother could actually be treated with other drugs.

He had lost the Fire Lotus Seed, he could no longer afford to lose the DiYang grass because there was no more DiYang grass available. He only had two Fire Lotus Seeds in his hands.

Shu Nan Xiang was surprised by Murong Xue's response, "You really don't want to sell DiYang grass to me?"

“Not that I don't want to, but I can't afford to do it.” Murong Xue replied coldly.

The people in the auction hall exchanged glances. One wanted to buy while the other was unwilling to sell, how would this end?

YuBao Xuan was speechless. Shu Nan Xiang frowned and looked inside the private room where Murong Xue was standing. “Ouyang Shao Chen, do you think this woman should sell this DiYang grass to me?”

The crowd began to whisper, Prince Ouyang has come to YuBao Xuan?

Murong Xue was surprised, Shu Nan Xiang knew Ouyang ShaoChen…