Liu Yu's expression became even more contemptuous. He patiently stared at the gold hijab for a few times. However, it didn't matter, and his mood gradually became heavy.
This gold-pinned hijab is made of intertwined gold and red threads. Although it looks bright red at first glance, when it is illuminated by the sun, it emits a faint golden light. It can be described as luxurious and restrained...
Due to the different hardness of gold thread and spun thread, the price of this kind of interlaced braiding is much higher than that of pure gold thread braiding.
Not only that, there is also a pearl inlaid on the top of the gold hijab, surrounded by seven round jadeite pieces the size of fingernails.
This gold-pinned hijab is worth a hundred taels of silver if you sell it!
Although the price is not comparable to Liu Yu's make-up bun, its exquisite workmanship still makes Liu Yu speechless.
"No...not bad!"
"Unfortunately, compared with my young master's makeup-inducing flower bun, it is simply a world of difference."
"Prince Ding, I advise you not to struggle anymore. Looking at the entire Bianjing, except for the dowry used by the royal family, no one can compare with this young master's makeup-inducing flower bun."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Huan couldn't help laughing on the spot.
"According to Mr. Liu's words, this king is not considered a royal family?"
Liu Yu, who was still arrogant just now, was stunned. He once again cast his eyes on the gold hijab, and sure enough he found that there was a pair of dragon and phoenix patterns embroidered with gold thread on the surface.
"This...this gold hijab is a royal standard?!"
The Liu family compound, which had been filled with laughter just now, fell silent for an instant.
The pair of dragon and phoenix patterns alone elevate the gold-plated hijab to the extreme.
No matter how expensive and exquisite the makeup bun is, it can never be compared with the royal dowry.
Liu Yu's expression was uncertain. In terms of value, he won, but in terms of dignity, he failed miserably.
The neighbors gathered outside the door couldn't help but start talking.
"I didn't expect that Prince Ding would actually make Miss Zheng, a former singer, his concubine."
"Since it is a hijab of royal standard, even if its value is not high, in terms of dignity, it cannot be compared with ordinary products."
"Young Master Liu is so frustrated when he loses."
"I'm willing to admit defeat! Didn't I agree before that I just need to overpower the opponent, and I didn't say that I would win or lose based on the theory of value."
"According to this, doesn't it mean that any royal item that King Ding takes out can overwhelm Liu Yu? Then he is still inferior to him?"
Liu Yu was so frustrated that he wanted to die. How could he be as calm and calm as before?
He pushed the makeup-inducing flower bun away, stared at Zhao Huan fiercely, and said angrily: "Where are you going?!"
"The prince said before that as long as it is a gift that I give out, the prince can overwhelm me. In other words, I have the final say in the competition!"
"The wedding items used by the prince are all royal items. I am willing to accept them."
"I am not convinced!"
"Look how I will use my abundant financial resources to crush you to death!"
Liu Yu, who was already a little angry, was about to give the order to take out the second treasure, but was stopped by Zhao Huan.
Zhao Huan glanced at the brocade box covered by the servant and chuckled: "Giving out is called a gift. Since it is a gift, why take it back?"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Yu's face instantly became extremely gloomy.
Liu Yu can still afford to pay for a makeup-inducing flower bun. The question is...who gave this gift?!
Wouldn't it be possible to spend Liu Yu's money to achieve Zhao Huan's wishes?
Changfu on the side snorted coldly: "Master Liu, if you dare to go back on your word, you are teasing the prince. The culpability exempted by the iron certificate does not include this!"
Liu Yu felt guilty. Facing Zhao Huan, his only advantage was the iron certificate of alchemy.
Once he went beyond the protection range of the Alchemy Iron Coupon, Zhao Huan could crush him to death with just a move of his little finger.
No matter how unwilling he was, Liu Yu could only bite the bullet and handed the brocade box to Zhao Huan.
Zhao Huan then handed over the brocade box containing the make-up flower bun to Zheng Qingyun.
Zheng Qingyun had never received such an expensive gift before. He was flattered and said: "Your Majesty... this makeup-inducing flower bun is really too expensive. I'm afraid the slave family can't afford it."
Zhao Huan said casually: "What is there to bear? Just accept it and treat it as a small gift from me."
"As for the wedding day, I will naturally prepare the makeup and buns required for you."
"How can I, the king, use other people's things to marry my bride?"
Zheng Qingyun was even more surprised. The makeup-inducing flower bun worth a thousand taels was just an ordinary gift given to her and was not worthy of being used at her wedding to Zhao Huan.
Because he was so excited, Zheng Qingyun's breathing became more rapid and he felt hot all over.
Her heart moved, and she immediately turned around and walked to the courtyard gate. She asked the neighbors standing outside in a low voice, "Is there anyone willing to buy this set of makeup-inducing flower buns?"
"After all, this belongs to the Liu family. If I keep it by my side, I'm afraid it will offend people, so it would be better to convert it into silver."
All the neighbors looked at each other, knowing that even those with money might not be able to buy this makeup-inducing flower bun.
It can be regarded as a family heirloom, passed down from mother to daughter, daughter to grandson, and passed down from generation to generation.
Zheng Qingyun actually sold these treasures without hesitation for the sake of reputation. The eyes of the neighbors looking at her became softer and softer.
After all, there is indeed something respectable about a woman who doesn't care about her husband's family in order to protect her husband's family.
The neighbors were all wealthy people, and immediately a middle-aged man came over.
"By coincidence, my family has a happy event at the end of the year, and this set of makeup-inducing flower buns comes in handy."
"Ms. Zheng, I'm going to send my servant home to get the banknote. Please wait a moment."
Zheng Qingyun naturally nodded repeatedly.
After a while, he paid the buyer hand in hand and delivered the goods, stuffed the thick silver note into his sleeve, and then returned to Zhao Huan with satisfaction.
Feeling Zhao Huan's gaze, Zheng Qingyun whispered: "Your Majesty is angry? Do you think the good baby was sold cheaply, or do you blame the slave family for making independent decisions?"
Zhao Huan touched Zheng Qingyun's little head, smiled and shook his head: "Since it is your thing, naturally it is up to you to do with it."
"Sell it, sell it, and I will buy you a better one in the future!"
Zheng Qingyun lowered his head shyly and hummed softly.
Liu Yu, who was standing opposite, turned green. The treasure he had carefully prepared was sold by Zheng Qingyun with a twist of his face.
Liu Yu felt like his heart was twisting in a knife. Money was not the problem, the problem was... Zheng Qingyun was so dismissive of his sincerity!
Damn bitch!
I will definitely capture you, and then I will torture you until you are worse than death. I want to see how you can remain noble.
"Come on! Move my master's coral mountain here!"
Following the order, four servants carefully moved a coral bonsai.
The colorful corals are like mountains and mountains, so beautiful.
"This coral tree was acquired by me when I went to the beach to play!"
"I wonder what treasures the prince has in his hands that can be compared with the coral tree?"