Chapter 1768 The ruthless mother of the empress (59)

   "Woooo, Chacha is so pitiful..." Du Juan, who was infected by Yuan Jiaqin and also had some love brains, cried.

   Xiaoluzi sniffed: "It's so touching."

   The feeling of not asking for a response, but only willing to guard silently is really great.

  Lu Cha: "Princess, you don't have to worry about my confession just now, you, you can pretend that I didn't say anything."

  Cuckoo/Xiaoluzi: "Well, we didn't hear it."

   said they looked at Yuan Jiaqin.

  Yuan Jiaqin:…

   Okay, then I don't think I heard it.

  Fuck off! How could it be assumed that I didn't hear it, this princess' pool of spring water was in chaos.

  It turns out that liking someone can really make you very humble, woohoo, Lu Cha is so pitiful.

   Yuan Jiaqin didn't say anything because he couldn't bear Lu Cha, and even suppressed the thought of moving Lu Cha away from him.

  Hey, Lu Cha likes her so much, it seems that the rest of her life is meaningless without her. If she really moves Lu Cha away from her side, maybe Lu Cha will seek death.

The more    thought about it, the more Yuan Jiaqin thought it was possible, so he immediately suppressed the idea.

  Forget it, let’s have a chance to talk with Lu Cha in the future.

  Lu Cha Yuguang looked at Yuan Jiaqin's troubled appearance, the corners of his lips twitched, a smile appeared, and there were little tiger teeth under that smile.

   He looked in Qi Lang's direction and snorted softly.

   Garbage, my green tea, no, my Lu tea will take your place in the princess' heart sooner or later.

   When Yuan Jiaqin was struggling, the auction had already started.

Qi Lang originally thought that Yuan Jiaqin would look at him like a dog before, but she didn't expect that she felt that she was talking to the people around her, and she didn't even look at him, even when he expressed his right. When he was interested in the first one, Yuan Jiaqin didn't respond either, and continued to talk to the people around him.

what happened?

  Who is that person?

   Qi Lang always felt that the development of things today was beyond his control.

   His eyes fell on the strange young man beside Yuan Jiaqin.

  Slim, clear, handsome, with beautiful eyes, like a weak dodder flower, and like a pure and pure little boy like snow.

   Qi Lang frowned?

  Who is this person? Why has he never seen Yuan Jiaqin's side.

   Qi Lang couldn't think so much for a while, and he gave a hint to his side.

   Under the instigation of that person, Yuan Jiaqin patted his head, and quickly came to his senses, sorry, he was here to buy and deliver things for Qi Lang, how could he forget.

   She temporarily put the matter of Lu Cha aside and began to stare at a painting to be auctioned next.

   It was a painting drawn by the top scholar of the previous dynasty, 16 Yuan and Di, 600 years ago.

   That Zhuangyuan Lang is a real genius, he is excellent in poetry and prose, as well as in calligraphy and painting, and there are few paintings and calligraphy circulating in the world.

   In addition, many people bought his paintings to go back, because they wanted to hang the paintings so that their children could experience the talent of this champion.

   Therefore, every time the painting and calligraphy of this champion is published, it will be enthusiastically sought after by everyone, and the price is especially high.

  Yuan Jiaqin knew that Qi Lang liked the calligraphy and painting of this champion.

   She was eager to try and asked Qi Lang to take pictures.

   "Five hundred taels."

   "Six hundred and eighty taels."

   "Eight hundred taels."

  “…”

   When Qi Lang saw that he liked this painting a little bit, Yuan Jiaqin immediately started to shoot, and his heart settled down.

   The facts do not seem to be beyond his control.

   (end of this chapter)