He glanced sideways at Jingjing Wan and said, "It's limited to ten days. After ten days, I will see the authenticity of these two ancient paintings!"
Jing Jing Wan said: "It's a deal!"
Jingjing Wan stretched out Bai Xi's slender hand, "Your Highness, please bring it!"
Feng Jun smiled coldly and put the dagger in Ning Jingwan's hand, "How much do you think this sword is worth?"
Jing Jingwan understood that what he meant was that the sword was a deposit. Since an agreement had been reached, of course a deposit was required. Why didn't he understand this?
Ning Jingwan stroked the exquisite dagger in her hand and said happily: "This ancient Persian sword with a history of thousands of years has a market price of about fifty thousand taels of silver. It can be used as my commission. Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Don't thank me too early. If you don't see the original by then, or if it's a fake, I will personally send you on your way with this sword!" He said slowly, his voice was low and gentle, but no one would
Doubt his words.
Jing Jingwan smiled charmingly, "It doesn't matter if the prince doesn't believe me, I don't care, but the prince should believe in my grandpa!"
His eyes fell on Ning Jing Wan's dress made of snow-capped ice silk. He had to admit that Ning Jing Wan still had a unique charm in this dress.
The combination of blue clothes, white jade, plain makeup, and jade hairpins has an indescribable elegance that makes people not think of that vulgar businesswoman.
Feng Junhan closed his eyes and began to rest with his eyes closed. Ning Jingwan only looked forward to arriving at Prince Jing's Mansion as soon as possible and leaving this plague god as soon as possible.
Finally arrived, Ning Jingwan jumped out of the carriage first as before. Without waiting for Feng Junhan to get off, she quickly walked towards her quiet garden, "Sister Princess, Sister Princess!" Mu Xueyan's voice sounded from behind.
Ning Jingwan didn't hear anything and didn't even stop. Feng Junhan's gaze made her feel unsure. The longer she stayed in Prince Jing's Mansion, the less she knew what would happen.
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At night, Ning Jingwan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. In her mind, she thought of that night three years ago.
That night, it rained heavily, and I took shelter from the rain alone in an abandoned ancient temple.
The weather was very cold, so Jingjingwan lit a fire to keep warm. Hearing the sound of the pouring rain outside, he warmed himself up silently.
Suddenly the sound of horse hooves and the sound of people came from outside, and Quiet Wan frowned. On such a night, she didn't know who was coming. She was alone. Although she was not afraid, it was better to be careful.
By the light of the fire, Jingjing Wan could clearly see the people coming. There were dozens of people. The leader was tall and tall, dressed in a riding attire. He looked domineering and wild. Behind him were some respectful attendants.
The rain wet their clothes, and they also saw Jingjing Wan. They probably didn't expect that there was a girl in such a place.
They walked towards Jingjing Wan, and Jingjing Wan looked at them quietly.
"Girl, can you allow us to stay here for one night?" the leading man said.
Jingjing Wan was a little surprised. This person didn't seem to be a kind person, but he behaved politely and seemed to have no ill intentions.
Jingjing Wan said calmly: "I'm not the master here, I just take things as they come, you're welcome!"
The man smiled and said, "Thank you, girl!" He sat down next to the fire that was quietly burning, but kept the servants away and ordered them to light the fire again.
Jingjing Wan's heart relaxed a little, and she looked at the man in front of her. At a glance, she knew that he was either rich or noble, and that he came from a prominent family. Although his clothes were soaked, it did not affect the domineering power shown in his every move.