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Chapter 17 I sell my art but not my body!

Shuang Feichen? Surely not. Shuang Feichen wants to kill her, so she will not let her leave the Qin Palace.

Prince Shuang Yuanxiu? It shouldn't be true. Shuang Yuanxiu is still thinking about using her.

Who could that be?

Could it be... the second sister Wen Mo'an?

Because she learned that she was about to marry into the Qin Prince's Mansion, Wen Mohua wanted to kill her and eliminate the roadblock?

It's not right. In the original work, didn't she marry too? Wen Mohuan never took her seriously and didn't mind this little concubine at all.

Who could it be?

"Have you thought it through clearly? Should I buy it?" Nangong Buer urged.

Wen Moyan came to his senses and asked helplessly: "Then... how much money does that cost?"

Nangong Buer blurted out: "One thousand taels!"

"One thousand taels?" Wen Moyan looked at the person in front of him in shock, and then said with no hope: "Forget it, you'd better kill me. I only have five taels of silver every month. Where can I get you one thousand taels of silver?"

Nangong Buer said calmly and indifferently: "Little folk daughter, the profits are naturally not much. I can give you a chance to make money by yourself."

Wen Moyan frowned and looked at the person in front of him, always feeling that he was a little strange.

He didn't seem to want to kill her at all, he just wanted to make money.

Thinking of this, Wen Moyan subconsciously hugged himself with both hands and said alertly: "I'm not selling myself!"

The corner of the mouth behind Nangong Buer's mask twitched, and asked according to Wen Moyan's words: "What talent do you have to make a thousand taels of silver?"

Wen Moyan thought about it carefully. She actually used a prescription in Zhenxiulou two days ago and earned a thousand taels.

But there are no patients at the moment, so she can use the same trick again!

Wen Moyan looked at Nangong Buer carefully and asked, "I... I won't give you money, will you definitely kill me?"

Nangong Buer nodded and said coldly: "Man is dead for money and birds die for food."

Wen Moyan couldn't help but sigh heavily. After thinking about it, she finally thought of a way out for herself before Nangong Buer was exhausted.

"Okay! I promise you that one thousand taels will buy my life. But I have a condition!" Wen Moyan looked at Nangong Buer with his hips.

Nangong Buer felt that the girl in front of her was very strange. She was very brave. Although she had just mentioned killing her, fear appeared in her eyes.

But more, it's still calculating.

That's right, she wasn't afraid at all, she kept calculating.

Nangong Buer sneered: "What qualifications do you have to negotiate?"

Wen Moyan pursed her lips and said, "Don't just talk to you, just chat to death. Listen to what I said, it's not too late to refuse again, right? You have no friends when you speak like this!"

"I don't need friends!" Nangong Buer retorted.

Wen Moyan ignored his resistance and spoke directly: "One thousand taels to buy my life, I will give you another thousand taels, how about you send me out of the Jingji area?"

There is a curfew in the capital, and the city gate will not open until dawn.

Wen Moyan originally wanted to escape to the city gate, Gou Yi Ye, and leave after dawn.

It seems that it is best to escape at night.

Nangong Buer is very skilled in martial arts, so he will definitely run with her very fast.

In this way, when the people from the General's Mansion found that she was missing, she had already left the capital area.

Nangong Buer looked at her calmly, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you. Not only will I promise you, I can also point you a bright road to gain gold every day."

Wen Moyan asked curiously: "What is the clear road?"

Nangong Buer looked southwest and spoke: "Sihai Gambling House!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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