Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 15: : Xinyue Auction House (3)

　　 "Who is that?" Monsoon Yan raised her eyebrows and looked at the young man who was surrounded by the crowd.

　　Long Xi frowned involuntarily when he saw the young man. After a moment of silence, he said: "Second Prince, Long Yue."

　　 Monsoon Smoke was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes swept back and forth from the faces of Long Xi and the second prince.

　　Longxi and the second prince are both very handsome, but they have no similarities, and their temperaments are completely different. It is really hard to believe that they will be brothers.

　　"You don't seem to like him?" Jifengyan keenly caught the resistance in Long Xi's eyes.

　　 Longxi didn’t expect Monsoon Smoke’s observation to be so keen, he couldn’t help but stunned, and then smiled bitterly: “It’s not like it or not. Although we are brothers, we are not close together. He has been weak since childhood. The father sent a lot of doctors and there was no way to save him. Later, the national teacher took the initiative and he slowly nursed him. In fact, Long Yue has moved out of the palace since he was ten years old and has been living in the national teacher’s house. Body..."

　　Long Yue and Long Xi’s age is not much different. The two were raised together in the palace when they were young, and they played together when they were young. The relationship was good, but as Long Yue’s body got worse and worse , Thrall Emperor had no way to rely on, so he could only temporarily send Long Yue to the national teacher’s mansion, and the national teacher would take care of him. Since then, the two brothers have seen less, and the period lasted for nearly three years. I have never seen it before.

　　 Over time, Long Yue became even more inclined to the national teacher, but he was drifting away from Long Xi, and now he is no better than strangers.

　　Monsoon Smoke listened to Long Xi's pretentiously calm tone, but vaguely noticed a trace of helplessness in Long Xi's tone.

　　 Xu is in Long Xi’s heart, and he still has some regrets for his fading brother, right?

　　Long Yue didn't enter the private room, but sat down in the venue. There were a lot of distinguished officials around, and they all agreed.

　　Long Yue has been in poor health since he was a child, and Sardijun was more pampered because of distress. Unlike the strong and decisive Long Xi, Long Yue's temperament is more cheerful, and because of his body, he was also affected by the emperor. A lot of petting, although not the prince, no one dares to underestimate him.

　　The auction is about to begin, and the noisy auction hall is quiet.

　　The auctioneer in Chinese clothes stepped onto the auction stage, said some polite remarks as usual, and then announced the start of the auction.

　　 Some precious objects were first presented to the stage. Those things were gorgeous and mysterious, which attracted a lot of rushing bids from customers, and the atmosphere of the whole auction quickly improved.

　　Long Yue took some small things during the period, but he didn't seem to be particularly interested in it. From time to time, he chatted and laughed with the guards beside him.

　　 Long Xi's purpose is obviously not here, so he didn't care much, but as the treasures were photographed, Long Xi's expression became more and more tense.

　　 When the auctioneer brought a brocade box to the auction stand, Long Xi's eyes lit up clearly.

　　The auctioneer slowly opened the brocade box in front of everyone.

　　 Inside the brocade box, a slap-sized white porcelain bottle fell into the eyes of everyone, and it only caught everyone's attention for an instant.

　　 Monsoon Smoke looked at the white porcelain vase, and the more I saw it, the more familiar it became.

　　Why does she always feel that this bottle is so similar to the small bottle she used to hold the medicine?

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