CHAPTER 630: CHAPTER 630: THE AUCTION BEGINS!

Feng Fuce looked at Prince Kang, his tone ominously cool: "However, if the Emperor hears such words, he’ll surely be angry. By then, it’s not just about my changing a spoon."

Prince Kang’s whole body trembled.

He nodded tremblingly: "Understood, understood."

Bai Zhi’er blinked her big, round black eyes, still puzzled.

She quietly asked Feng Fuce: "So, Brother Fu Ce, what does a male concubine really mean!"

Feng Fuce turned his gaze slightly to look at her, his eyes dark as thick ink.

"It means someone who will compete with you for delicious food."

The little fellow’s round, tender white face immediately showed an expression of shock.

Senmo!

A male concubine is actually such a bad thing!

Bai Zhi’er shook her head like a rattle drum: "Zhi’er doesn’t want a male concubine!"

Feng Fuce’s expression remained unchanged, but he placed a fried shrimp ball into her bowl to show his approval.

The next day.

Feng Fuce, without leaving out any details, reported Zhao Tao’s intentions to Bai Xilie.

When Bai Xilie asked: "I heard that many people saw you drag Prince Kang out that night as well, what was the matter?"

Evidently, because most witnesses didn’t recognize Bai Zhi’er, Bai Xilie didn’t know the little one had gone too.

Feng Fuce paused silently, then said lightly: "I was afraid Zhao Tao had accomplices, so I asked the Asura to search each room, inadvertently disturbing Prince Kang’s drinking interest."

"Later, I left together with the Prince, and he extended his enthusiastic invitation for me to enter his manor and have dinner."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xilie let out a cold snort and put down the red pen.

He spoke with considerable weight: "My third brother, always mixed up with those in the Yanliu alley, next time you encounter him, just urge him to go home. If he doesn’t comply, just say I said so!"

Feng Fuce nodded lightly: "Okay."

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The Fengchao Mansion bought by Bai Zhi’er was being enthusiastically renovated.

Thus, the activity of selling her belongings to exchange for silver coins must be scheduled.

So, the little one requested her father to widely spread the news throughout Great Chu.

No matter if they are mighty rich or local gentry, all are welcome to attend the banquet and purchase.

A month passed, and many merchants, upon hearing the news, rushed from all directions.

Great Chu also welcomed late summer.

To support his daughter’s benevolent cause, Bai Xilie specially provided the Imperial Mansion in the capital for the little one to hold the banquet.

Bai Zhi’er’s mentor Mo Yanchi named this banquet "Charity Gathering."

On the morning of the banquet, Bai Zhi’er, sleepy-eyed, sat before the bronze mirror, letting the palace servant braid her hair.

Qingmei came in from outside and asked: "Princess, how many things are you taking to auction this time?"

"Hmm, half of the things in my treasure trove!"

Qingmei couldn’t help but feel distressed upon hearing this.

So many precious treasures, the Princess said to sell them and would sell them.

Just to fund some poor students’ education, she truly spared no expense!

Bai Zhi’er hadn’t arrived at the Imperial Mansion yet, but several of the Young Masters had already arrived.

The brothers sat in the pavilion, watching as the eunuchs at the door checked identities one by one, the spacious garden bustling with noise.

The Eldest Heir Bai Xuanmo wore eye-catching red attire, playing with a piece of rough jade.

At this moment, he laughed: "I think those who come today, just meeting my younger sister is already a stroke of great fortune. If they want to buy her things, they should offer the highest price."

The fourth son Bai Daoyan was arrayed in dazzling jade stone, his bearing exceedingly noble.

He sighed lightly: "The combined wealth of these people probably only amounts to half of mine. Truly don’t understand, if sister wants to do good, why not just let me directly provide silver, instead of making such a big fuss."