In ancient times, land was a very important thing, and it was also very precious. Therefore, the ancients could roughly know the status of the other person's family just by looking at the house where they lived. [] Most wealthy people in general like houses with wide land.
A mansion is the best and quickest way to reflect one's body, just like how modern wealthy people like to live in villas.
In front of the main hall of the Zhong family is a small garden, which is taken care of as a face. Even though it is still early spring, flowers are already in full bloom, and butterflies can be seen from time to time. All of this is of course due to Zhong Qingye, who loves face and enjoys it.
Dad.
Zhong Qingye stood on the gravel path in the middle of the small garden, Qi Mo followed behind her, and the five eagles were scattered around as guards.
"What are your conditions?" Qi Mo asked coldly.
"I believe that your conceited manager has already told you." Zhong Qingye turned his head, a smile appeared on his pale face due to excessive blood loss: "Fifty thousand taels, gold."
Qi Mo said nothing, standing opposite her with her hands cut off. There were still traces of blood on the iron mask, which had been dried.
"It's very unreasonable, isn't it?" Zhong Qingye smiled, raised his left hand in the air and shook it slightly. The jade bracelet shone slightly on his wrist, and the girl's voice was charming: "This jade bracelet is indeed good, the color of the jade is very water-like.
, what’s even more rare is that there are carvings of hundreds of flowers inside, but compared with five hundred thousand taels of gold, it’s not eye-catching at all, right?”
Qi Mo remained silent, his eyes hidden behind the mask, showing no signs of movement.
Zhong Qingye slowly approached him and circled around him: "Just don't say anything. Anyway, the bracelet is in my hand now. I can say whatever I want, half a million or one million. If I'm not happy, I can do whatever I want."
It's possible to smash it." Yingbai's fingers slowly climbed up the man's strong shoulders, and Zhong Qingye rested his little head on it with a smile.
"This is what you want to give to the princess. Of course I have to blackmail you a little more. You have money, but you can also use the power of your prince to force me to hand over the bracelet. I think..."
Before she finished speaking, Qi Mo suddenly grabbed her shoulders tightly, with such force that his nails almost dug into her flesh. Zhong Qingye's face turned pale, but his smile became more unrestrained, and his voice was charming but as cold as ice:
"Either, bring the money; or, the gate is over there, don't give it away."
"You are worth it." Qi Mo spat out this sentence with no meaning. Before Zhong Qingye understood what he was talking about, he suddenly called out in a deep voice: "Red Eagle!"
Hong Ying walked over quickly and lowered his head: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Get pen and paper ready."
Zhong Qingye drew a swipe of ink on the white paper she brought, then threw the pen away, stuffed the white paper into her hand, turned around and left.
"stop!"
The girl's coquettish voice came from behind. Qi Mo turned his head and asked her to hold up the white paper with the word "Qi" written on it, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What does this mean?"
"Huh." Qi Mo snorted coldly, ignored her question at all, and led Wu Ying away.
The sky was dark, the silver moon was like a curve, and the crystals on the ground were leaking out. The man's strong back was as hard as a rock, like a delicate and tenacious javelin, and the faint dragon arc on the black robe shone brightly.
Zhong Qingye stopped talking inexplicably, put down his arms in a daze, and bit his lip in silence.
On the carriage, White Eagle and Black Eagle were the grooms. Qi Mo sat on the soft animal skin couch and closed his eyes to relax. The other three eagles exchanged glances with each other. Before they spoke, the man said coldly: "It's her."
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San Ying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted. Zi Ying's usually cold face showed a rare expression of surprise, and blurted out: "Your Majesty, what do you mean..."
Qi Mo said nothing, and the carriage suddenly fell into silence.
The sky above the side is filled with dark clouds, and the traces of wheels are solidified in the interlaced ones. The lonely moon is bright and clear, and something has changed in form.