The Emperor's Domineering Favor, the Evil Consort's Unparalleled Reign

A scholar-like man stood up from the center of the hall, fanning himself with a folding fan. He had a smile in his eyes, and although he was dressed as a scholar, he was handsome and dashing, exuding an air of wealth and luxury. No wonder he could command such a high price.

"Is this guy here to cause trouble? Look at his shabby clothes, he obviously can't afford this much money."

"Exactly! If they were truly wealthy, why would they be lounging around in the main hall? They would have already taken the top-class rooms. What are they doing here!"

"Could it be that this person deliberately concealed his identity for the sake of this Spirit Gathering Divine Grass?!"

"Nonsense, nine out of ten people who come here are here for this Spirit Gathering Grass! Who knows who this person is!"

"..."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, and the woman in red couldn't help but glance at the man again. Although his attire was shabby, his overall bearing and spiritual aura suggested he was no ordinary person. So, the woman in red asked softly, "Young master, are you joking? Two hundred thousand taels of gold isn't something everyone can afford."

The man suddenly closed his folding fan, glanced at the woman in red, and joked, "I can offer this price because I have plenty of money in my pocket. Besides, I didn't say it was just for the Spirit Gathering Grass. This 200,000 taels of gold is here. In addition to the Spirit Gathering Grass, I want something else."

The woman in red frowned slightly and asked, "What else does the young master intend to do?"

The man's lips curled slightly upward as he slowly extended his right hand, pointing at the woman. His eyes crinkled into a smile as he said casually, "It's naturally you, Miss Jinyi."

Jin Yi's expression changed slightly. After a while, he snorted softly and said politely, "Young master, please don't tease me. I have been in this pawnshop for seven years and have never heard of such rules. Moreover..." Jin Yi's eyes flickered, and his gaze was quite alluring. "I am worth more than this price."

"Haha..." The man pressed on, "Then, Miss Brocade, name your price, and I, Yi Bicheng, will give it to you. Even if you want the clouds in the sky, I can give them to you too."

Ying Li rolled her eyes. So he was a playboy. It would be bad if this person ruined the auction.

"Don't panic. Your injuries haven't healed yet anyway. Watching the show here and recuperating isn't a bad idea." The alluring man smiled, looking at Jin Yi and Yi Bicheng with a playful expression.

Ying Li put the inner core of the Devouring Spirit Python back into his brocade pouch, and looked at Jin Yi and Yi Bicheng standing in the hall with a puzzled expression.

Jin Yi blushed slightly. This was the first time she had met a man like this, with a dashing appearance and such generosity. "What exactly does the young master see in Jin Yi that would embarrass her in such a grand auction?"

Yi Bicheng spread his hands and smiled innocently, "Naturally, it's all that Miss Jinyi has to offer: her ethereal appearance and noble heart. Besides, I never intended to embarrass you. Heaven can bear witness to my feelings for you. Please give me a chance."

His words were so earnest that even Jin Yi was momentarily stunned. Looking at Yi Bicheng's serious eyes, she smiled wistfully, having already made up her mind, "If you use your silver notes to cook a pot of porridge for me, I will gladly accept."

"Is what you say true, young lady? If Bicheng does as you say, you will be at Bicheng's disposal." Yi Bicheng had a probing smile on her face, but Ying Li always felt that the smile was a bit jarring.

"I will leave it to you to decide, young master." Jin Yi smiled shyly, her charming face already flushed red, truly a sight to behold.

"This kid's not bad, he's got a big vision." The alluring man smiled lazily, as if he had already seen through Ying Li's thoughts, and immediately denied the curse she had uttered.

"Good!" Yi Bicheng waved her right hand sharply, and the folding fan in her hand lit up with a whoosh. A red plum blossom was reflected on the pale fan surface, making it look especially beautiful and moving.