After hesitating for a moment, his little hand tightened the silver bill.
Her little white face raised her face and looked at Zhong Xuyue: "I have the money now, are you still betting with me?"
Zhong Xuyue's face turned blue and red.
She waved her hand and said, "Give me a bet of 500 taels! Just suppress the black rabbit!"
"I don't believe that the sick rabbit she chose can really win the first place!"
When Zhong Xuyue's maid Su Sang heard this, his eyes flashed with a hurricane.
"Miss, the money we brought out this time is limited. If you let the lady know that you have spent such a big bet, you may be unhappy."
Zhong Xuyue turned her vicious eyes to her: "You don't listen to my orders from Miss? I said it, bet!"
Su Sang was afraid of being scolded, so he had to take out five hundred taels of silver notes and put them on the black rabbit cage.
The rabbit race is now during the rest period.
The people around looked at Gu Nuoer and Zhong Xuyue.
His face was full of expressions of waiting to watch the fun.
When Gu Nuoer used his little hand to directly slap the 500 taels of silver bill on the sick rabbit's rabbit cage, everyone around him was stunned.
Soon, everyone whispered to each other—
"This little girl, looking at Shui Ling's cleverness, why can't she think so hard that she actually bet a sick rabbit!"
"That's right, I think I'm not short of money, just to play with gambling."
Everyone has long been accustomed to the sick rabbit losing again and again, and they feel that the next time will be no exception.
So, he immediately took out the money and according to his preferences, no matter which rabbit is white, black or gray, no one went to see the rabbit.
The poor sick rabbit cage was only Gu Nuoer's five hundred taels of silver notes.
Zhuang Ruoyun secretly touched Ling Qingge's arm and asked with a smile: "Don't you go and bet?"
Ling Qingge said with a sad face: "I lost nearly 300 taels today. I don't think the three rabbits are good enough. Whoever I bet will lose."
Zhuang Ruoyun smiled meaningfully: "Then you might as well follow that little girl to make a bet."
"Anyway, I have lost so much, so why bother to bet?"
Ling Qingge listened to the words, licked his lips, hesitated for a moment, but took out a hundred taels and placed them on the sick rabbit cage.
Zhong Xuyue saw it aside and snorted coldly with her arms.
She was surrounded by ladies, just like Mingzhu, and she liked everyone to coax herself.
"Sister Four Princess is waiting to lose."
On the contrary, Gu Nuoer was squatting beside the sick rabbit cage, blinking her moist and beautiful eyes at the little rabbit.
The sick rabbit does look a little unsatisfied, but maybe it's because it's just exercised for a while.
At the moment, the three-petal mouth is chewing green leaves, looking leisurely.
Gu Nuoer looked at the yellow on its head and smiled: "Who is that bad? Have you painted a circle of colors?"
"I think you call it cucumber, okay?"
At the hanging flower gate not far away, Ye Siming steps down the wind, his cold eyebrows and eyes are indifferent, but deep in his eyes, he has a faint impatience.
When the little thing disappears from his vision, he will be uneasy.
Ye Siming followed Ling Ping and a group of noble men.
They were like Ye Siming's little followers, following him without falling down.
At this moment, Ling Ping was panting.
"Brother, you have run half of the garden. Can we walk slowly? I'm a little...hey! Isn't that sister Noer!"
Ling Ping's eyes were sharp and he pointed forward.
I saw Gu Nuoer's little back, which was very conspicuous among a group of gorgeously dressed young ladies.
The little guy was squatting next to a cage, and his tender little fingers reached in.
The soft and soft sound drifted into Ye Siming's ears along the wind.
"Cute yellow, you don't have to worry about food and clothing with me. I have Xiao Hei, Big Meow, Little Fox Mud, Oh, and there is also a dog and wolf to play with you!"
Ye Siming's cold and white forehead seemed to burst out with a blue vein.