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Zhan Miao hurriedly shook his head: "I don't know, he's so mysterious, no one knows his whereabouts, and his novels are all handwritten, his handwriting is very beautiful, whoever buys it will have to worship it!"

Lin Yiwan was now even more curious. She teased Sang Qiutang, "Aunt, when will you master the skill of reading portraits? Then we can know what the Netherworld Master looks like!"

Sang Qiutang laughed: "I'm a painter, not a master!"

Just then, Ling'er rushed in and said, "Miss, there's news from the study. They say the black market is auctioning off Young Master Youming's portrait tonight. The highest bidder wins!"

Not only did Zhan Miao's eyes light up, but even Lin Yiwan was surprised and asked, "Really? Is a portrait of this mysterious Mr. Youming going to be leaked?"

Ling'er nodded hurriedly, "Yes, many noble ladies and ladies who like his storybooks are flocking to buy them. It is said that they were drawn by his good friends and are stamped with his seal!"

Before Lin Yiwan could say anything, Zhan Miao urged the maid beside her: "Hurry, go get my personal banknotes! I need to go to the black market!"

Lin Yiwan and Sang Qiutang looked at each other and said almost in unison: "Let's go too!"

As night fell, Lin Yiwan and her group changed their attire and came to the southeastern corner of the capital, called the Black Market City that Never Sleeps.

It is orderly here during the day, but at night, merchants from all directions will come to sell some rare treasures.

In order to prevent Zhan Miao from being too conspicuous, her snow wolf was left at home.

She was led away by Zhan Qingning, her beautiful watery eyes looking around.

Lin Yiwan had been here several times and she knew the rules here.

She first asked Zi'er to buy masks to hide the true appearance of several people.

As they walked towards the auction house, Sang Qiutang reached out and tugged at Lin Yiwan: "Look, we've met someone we know!"

She looked over subconsciously. Who else could it be but the eldest princess?

Although she was also wearing a mask, her figure and temperament were obviously different from others.

Just as she was about to go over and say hello, she heard a gong ringing not far away: "The auction is about to begin. Anyone interested, please take a seat quickly. If you're slow, you'll be locked out!"

Zhan Miao and Zhan Qingning immediately ran inside, and Sang Qiutang and Lin Yiwan were also surrounded by the crowd.

The scent of cosmetics was everywhere, which was enough to show that the portrait of the Prince of the Underworld was truly alluring.

Lin Yiwan found a corner to sit down, and saw the auctioneer standing on the podium, holding his hand and saying, "Everyone, be quiet!"

The surrounding noise stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the stage with burning eyes.

The auctioneer first introduced a few rare items, and only a few people participated in the bidding.

Until he picked up a scroll and said, "This is today's trump card treasure, a portrait of the most famous novelist today, Master Youming. The starting price is five hundred taels of silver. The highest bidder wins!"

As his voice fell, there were many gasps around him.

Someone couldn't help but say, "Isn't it just a portrait? The starting price is too high!"

The man next to him interrupted immediately, "What do you know? Young Master Youming's novels are very popular. His manuscripts have already sold for thirty thousand taels of silver. His portraits are naturally worth even more. Why are you bidding if you don't have money?"

The man frowned and said, "Who said I don't have money? I can still afford five hundred taels of silver!"

She immediately shouted, "I'll give you five hundred and fifty taels!"

Zhan Miao also wanted to bid, but was stopped by Lin Yiwan.

She whispered, "Look at how much the eldest princess has contributed. With her around, we should stay out of the spotlight!"

Zhan Miao was quite obedient. She nodded and said, "Okay!"

Soon, the eldest princess quoted a price of ten thousand taels.

As her voice fell, the entire auction hall suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of suppressed breathing.

The auctioneer said excitedly: "Ten thousand taels once, ten thousand taels twice!"

In a flash, an urgent voice suddenly rang out: "I'll give you 15,000 taels!"

Zhan Miao subconsciously looked over and said quickly, "Mother, I recognize her. She is the youngest daughter of Master Feng, Feng Yingying!"

Lin Yiwan understood. No wonder he dared to compete with the eldest princess. It turned out that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

After Xiao Ling ascended the throne, he conferred titles on many officials, and as the emperor's teacher, Taifu Feng was naturally highly valued by him.

The Feng family holds a respected status in Beijing, but because they have always kept a low profile, they rarely appear in public.

I guess this Miss Feng was also lured out of the mansion by the portrait of Young Master Youming.

Following her bid, the eldest princess was not willing to be outdone.

She directly gave 25,000 taels, which immediately made Miss Feng dumbfounded.

She was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll give you another 28,000 taels!"

Zhan Miao's eyes widened when she heard this. She said in shock, "So Miss Feng is so rich! If it were me, I wouldn't dare to pay so much money!"

Sang Qiutang was also amazed: "Isn't it just a portrait? Is it worth spending so much money to buy it home?"

Obviously, the eldest princess was also considering whether it was worth it, so she was not in a hurry to make a bid.

Until the auctioneer said with a smile on his face: "Twenty-eight thousand taels once, twice, three times!"

Before he finished speaking, the princess shouted, "Thirty thousand taels!"

Crash, the crowd exploded immediately.

They never expected that a portrait would be sold at a high price of 30,000 taels of silver.

That is a wealth that ordinary people can never possess in their lifetime!

Feng Yingying was so angry that her eyes turned red. She thought she could get it for 28,000 taels, but she didn't expect that others would continue to bid.

This is how to do?

Just as she was estimating her wealth, the maid beside her reminded her solemnly, "Miss, you can't bid any more. You've already included all your dowry. If the master finds out, he'll be furious!"

Feng Yingying bit her lip hard, and it was immediately within her reach.

Do you really want to give up?

She is not reconciled!

After hesitating for a moment, she said resolutely: "No, I must get his portrait, even if I have to be punished by my grandfather!"

Just as she was about to raise the price further, the maid covered her mouth.

As the auctioneer struck the hammer, Feng Yingying burst into tears.

She still couldn't get him after all!

Even a portrait!

She turned around and walked outside as if she had lost her soul, not caring at all whether the maid behind her followed her or not.

Lin Yiwan waited until the crowd had dispersed before reuniting with the eldest princess: "Eldest sister, it's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone!"

The eldest princess looked at her in surprise: "Wanwan? Why are you here too?"

Lin Yiwan pushed Zhan Miao in front of her and said, "Who made me have a loyal reader of Mr. Youming at home?"

The eldest princess narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Haha, Miao'er also wants to know what he looks like, right?"