shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 643 Except for the princess, no one can make it flap its wings
Bai Zhi'er puffed up her pink cheeks.

The little guy clearly felt that this Yuan Ruxin was going to fight her.

If you want to compete, yes!

Bai Zhi'er said decisively, "I'll pay six hundred."

The crowd was in an uproar.

The little princess is about to start bidding!

Yuan Ruxin was not to be outdone: "700 taels!"

Bai Zhi'er slapped the table: "1000 taels!"

Yuan Ruxin raised her voice: "2000 taels!"

Yuan Zhen on the side stretched out his hand to tug on his sister's sleeve.

Yuan Ruxin waved her hand, threw him away, and lowered her voice: "Brother, don't mind my business!"

She couldn't be the apprentice of Mo Yanchi, the respected master of the Six Kingdoms, and couldn't make things difficult for this little princess?
From what she saw, there was nothing special about Da Chu's Cui Cuo Princess Bai Zhi'er.

Therefore, for Yuan Ruxin, the fight is not for Mu Die, but for breath!

Someone actually challenged Bai Zhi'er, how could the elder brothers around the little guy bear it!
The fourth son Bai Daoyan pondered for a moment, he was just about to call out a high price of 1 taels.

But I heard a cold voice slanting in from the side——

"2000 taels, sell it to her."

Bai Zhi'er turned her watery eyes and saw Feng Fuce walking towards her.

When the young man arrived in front of him, the little guy said angrily, "Brother Fuce, this is the wooden butterfly you gave me, I won't sell it!"

Feng Fuce's dark eyes were dark, showing comfort.

"This wooden butterfly, other than you, won't be able to fly anymore if someone gets it. So, it's just a pile of ordinary wood. Let her buy it for 2000 taels."

Bai Zhi'er muttered: "But you can't sell your heart..."

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mind?Not much.

This wooden butterfly was given by various teaching workshops and court departments when Bai Zhi'er first entered the palace, in order to curry favor with the princess.

Although it was indeed made by Feng Fuce himself, the wooden butterfly was actually designed to capture the fragrance of good luck on Bai Zhier's body.

However, as soon as the little guy got her, he put it in the treasure house, and the wood butterfly naturally lost its function.

After a long time, both Bai Zhi'er and Feng Fuce forgot.

I took it out for auction today, and I just remembered.

Feng Fuce's voice was pleasant, and he promised faintly: "I will make you more fun in the future."

Bai Zhi'er raised her eyes, her eyes sparkling: "Really?"

"I'm not lying to you." The boy nodded seriously.

Bai Zhi'er didn't have any feelings for Mu Die, it was just because Feng Fuce sent him, and now they are good friends, the little guy just doesn't want to part with it.

But now hearing what Feng Fuce said, she didn't want to fight anymore.

So, towards the court lady over there, said lightly: "This girl likes Mu Die so much, so give her 2000 taels."

The court lady held the wooden butterfly into Yuan Ruxin's hands, and Yuan Zhen paid the silver ticket resignedly.

My sister doesn't care about money, but he does.

Yuan Ruxin took the wooden butterfly and looked at Bai Zhi'er proudly.

Those who fight with her will not get what they want!
She originally wanted to play with the wooden butterfly again in front of Bai Zhi'er, letting it fly around in circles.

However, no matter how Yuan Ruxin touched the wooden butterfly, it was like a dead thing, it would never flap its wings and fly again.

Yuan Ruxin was shocked and shouted: "What's going on! Is this broken?"

Feng Fuce stood beside Bai Zhi'er, and others looked like Wan Zonghou was protecting the little princess.

The young man's tone was indifferent, with indifference and a little sneer between his brows.

"I forgot to say, this wooden butterfly, only the princess can make it spread its wings and fly, and other people's touches can't get what they want."

Yuan Ruxin's expression suddenly changed.

How can this be so? !
Isn't it 2000 taels to buy a few pieces of worthless wood!
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