It turned out to be a jade Ruyi, which should be made of mutton fat, as warm and moist as grease.
Both the quality of the jade and the workmanship are very good. If we were to bring this back to modern times and sell it, it would probably sell for millions...
Do people in this era like to use jade as a token of love?
She also received an even better piece in her box...
"Take your dirty things back! Are you worthy of proposing marriage to Jiuzi?" A cold and clear voice suddenly came from the crowd.
Mr. Meng Xiaohou was stunned and furious: "Who dares to talk nonsense here?! Are you tired of living?!" His sharp eyes wandered around the crowd.
"You are the one who is impatient." The voice was cold. The crowd split to both sides, and a young man in a light white robe slowly walked in.
His expression is pure and indifferent, but he has a compelling aura about him, which is the natural power of someone who has been in power for a long time. It makes people admire but also frighten him.
This person is none other than Junzi Qian.
He originally thought it was too boring in the mourning hall, so he went for a walk outside, planning to take Wu Jiuzi back to the mountain after the funeral, but he didn't expect to see this scene when he came back.
There was a hint of mockery in the corner of his magnificent eyes, and he looked at Lord Meng Xiaohou: "What? You don't recognize me?"
Meng Xiaohou Ye was stunned for a moment, and after taking a closer look at Jun Ziqian, his expression changed drastically, as if someone had punched him in the stomach. He hurriedly bent over and knelt down: "Damn you, I have seen the prince!"
As soon as he said this, the whole hall was shocked, and almost everyone knelt down: "I have seen the crown prince!"
Only then did Mo Chenggui realize that the handsome young man who had been following his daughter was actually the prince of the dynasty. He was overjoyed and surprised, and he knelt down tremblingly.
"No need to be polite, just get up." Jun Ziqian waved his hand.
Everyone then stood up. Lord Meng Xiaohou also wanted to stand up. Jun Ziqian's voice sounded at the right time: "Meng Zhaonan, I didn't tell you anything."
Mr. Meng Xiaohou trembled and could only continue to kneel, but he was a little dissatisfied: "I didn't know that it was the crown prince who arrived, so I should be punished for my rude words. But what the prince said in the crowd made me a little dissatisfied...
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"Uh, don't accept it?" Jun Ziqian raised his eyebrows: "Do you still think that I am wrong?"
"I don't dare! However, I came to formally propose to my fiancée, but why does the prince ask me to take the token back?" Meng Zhaonan has a spirit of never looking back until he hits the wall.
"Since the engagement was broken off five years ago, why is there talk of a fiancée? Do you want to take advantage of your power and marry by force?" Jun Ziqian looked at him coldly.
"This - I don't dare! I came to propose marriage sincerely this time. Besides, our court has no regulations. If you cancel the marriage, you can't propose again..." Meng Zhaonan argued forcefully.
"It is true that our court does not have such a rule, but Jiu Zi already has a good match, and it would be unbecoming of you to cause trouble again!" Jun Ziqian's voice was cold.
Meng Zhaonan was stunned and looked at Wu Jiuzi.
Wu Jiuzi's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly she had an unpleasant illusion...
"I wonder who Jiu Zi's good match is?" Meng Zhaonan asked without fear of death.
"That's my king." Jun Ziqian spat out four words.
These four short words shocked everyone. Countless eyes fell on Wu Jiuzi, with envy, surprise, and jealousy in their eyes...
Wu Jiuzi's hands shook, and his eyes looked at Jun Ziqian in shock.