Chapter 162: The Ninth Prince’s Invitation
Of course, although he complained like this, when it came to the auction, the Ninth Prince’s actions were quite honest.
He managed to buy each flower at the price of 10,000 spirit stones.
Inside the number one auction room.
“Your Highness, these flowers are on the verge of withering; it’s not worth paying such a high price for them,” Guan Yun, a retainer of the Ninth Prince, spoke candidly.
However, the Ninth Prince only displayed a nonchalant smile on his plump face.
“So what? It’s just to please my lady. She’s always enthusiastic for about three minutes; that’s plenty of time. As long as she calms down, that’s what matters.”
Guan Yun felt helpless.
His master clearly still had room for improvement in cultivation, yet he chose to squander his time indulging in pleasures. It was hard to grasp his thought process.
What’s more important was the tigress at home, always beating him black and blue whenever he was out having fun. The Ninth Prince still bore injuries from his latest escapade.
Yet—even in this situation—there was still no way to get the Ninth Prince to settle down…
“But I fear His Majesty might scold you again.”
“Hey! Don’t use him to frighten me! What’s wrong with spending my own money? I haven’t stolen or robbed anything; it’s all from my wife’s spirit stones! What does it have to do with the royal family? Living in the Chaos Domain doesn’t give them that much authority!”
The mention of Emperor Xia, who often scolded him for lacking ambition, instantly set off the Ninth Prince’s temper.
He defended spending his wife’s money with great righteousness.
“I’ll show my bad temper! After the auction, I’ll take these flowers and flaunt them in front of His Majesty! Let him know that these flowers aren’t exclusive to the Imperial Garden; I can buy them too!”
The Ninth Prince snorted.
“But…”
Guan Yun wanted to say more but was cut off by the Ninth Prince.
“Tsk~ Don’t bother me here. Go check if Qin Bei is over there. If he is, bring him over so we can have a good chat.”
Guan Yun hesitated briefly but eventually nodded in agreement.
“Understood.”
…
Knock, knock, knock~
Qin Bei was feeling delighted at seeing his items selling for high prices when he heard the knock on the door.
“Who are you?”
Upon seeing Guan Yun, Qin Bei racked his brain but realized he didn’t recognize the person in front of him.
“Prince Bei, I’m Guan Yun, a retainer of the Ninth Prince.”
Guan Yun bowed respectfully.
“Oh~”
Qin Bei suddenly understood but then calmly replied, “I don’t know you.”
Guan Yun: ???
If you don’t know me, why do you look like you’ve solved a puzzle?
“But I know the Emperor’s uncle. So, what’s up?”
“The Ninth Prince said since we’re uncle and nephew and share the same hobbies, we should communicate more, so please come over to chat with Prince Bei.”
“I see. Lead the way.”
Qin Bei understood.
After all this, the emperor’s uncle thought he liked to eat, drink, and have fun just as he did.
This was a significant misunderstanding about him, and he needed to clarify things in person.
“Please~”
…
Soon, Qin Bei arrived at the auction room where the Ninth Prince was.
As soon as he entered, he heard the Ninth Prince’s angry voice.
“What the heck?! If they’re all the same, can’t they be presented all at once? Why the roundabout way? Wasting my time!”
At that moment, the auction house was still auctioning rare flowers, and this was already the third time—causing the Ninth Prince to be utterly speechless.
“Uncle.”
Qin Bei softly called out, then added, “Don’t worry, Uncle, this must definitely be the last time.”
The Ninth Prince turned to look at Qin Bei.
“I don’t even know the processes of this auction house; how do you know? Don’t tell me these items are all yours?”
Qin Bei: ???
‘Whoa! Did I get caught that quickly?’
Qin Bei was somewhat surprised but relaxed the next moment.
“Hahaha, I was just joking with you; sit down!”
Noticing Qin Bei’s grim expression, the Ninth Prince burst into laughter.
“Uncle really likes flowers?”
Qin Bei casually asked after sitting down.
“How can I like flowers? It’s your aunt who likes them! This is all to win her favor, so I can visit the Falling Phoenix Tower a bit more often.”
As the Ninth Prince said this, his eyes narrowed and the tone took on a strange inflection. He even raised an eyebrow at Qin Bei.
Qin Bei couldn’t help but think, “Wow!”
So he’s a top-tier pervert after all!
And his taste seems rather refined; he has a preference for the ladies of Falling Phoenix Tower. The girls there are all exquisite, and they don’t sell their bodies, just their skills.
Of course, this isn’t absolute; it’s just that the price doesn’t yet match the offering.
For someone like the Ninth Prince, it seems he’s had his fair share of ladies.
“You’re quite something; Ling Kexin from Falling Phoenix Tower isn’t just anyone. I’ve tried countless times without success, yet you manage to charm her on your first visit! Impressive!”
After seeing Qin Bei, this was what the Ninth Prince was most concerned about.
“So, how is it? Have you seen her true appearance? Compared to your wife, who’s better?”
The Ninth Prince continued to ask.
This left Qin Bei feeling a bit exasperated.
The royal family members he had encountered before, like Qin Chen, led him to believe that people in this cultivation world didn’t care much for beautiful women.
Now suddenly an old pervert appears, and it turns out to be his uncle.
“Well… actually, I was just practicing there for a bit and didn’t do anything else. As for Miss Kexin’s appearance, while I’m also quite curious, I really don’t know yet.”
“Hai~ You can’t be like that. You’ve become someone else’s guest of honor; how can you only focus on cultivation? Don’t be like that Qin Chen; he’s a blockhead! He wouldn’t even know what enjoyment means.”
As if thinking he hadn’t made his point strong enough, the Ninth Prince added, “Here’s the plan: once this imperial mausoleum trial wraps up, I’ll take you to some first-rate spots for men, and I guarantee you’ll remember it forever!”
Qin Bei looked at the Ninth Prince with a forced smile.
Why does it feel like this Ninth Prince is so unreliable? Is someone like him really suitable to manage the royal family?
…
“Just keep watching the auction. If you fancy anything, let your uncle know—I’ll buy it for you!”
The Ninth Prince slapped Qin Bei on the shoulder boisterously.
‘Huh? Who said the emperor’s uncle isn’t suitable to manage the royal family? I, Qin Bei, think nobody is more suitable than the emperor’s uncle!’
Qin Bei felt sorry for his previous narrow-minded thoughts.
Indeed, it’s his own uncle the most suitable!
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