Lovely Princess, the Prince Arrived

Yun Daimeng: "It's not that I don't want to make more, but it's just that it's too difficult to make!" Looking at the complicated distilling apparatus, he sighed to herself. Once she had studied the structure of the distilling apparatus carefully, she would definitely be able to make an identical distilling apparatus! You have a great dream.)

When Beiming Han saw such a complex object and such a transparent crystal, the shock in his heart was no less than that of the Old Man. If one were to say that the person who was the calmest while looking at this thing was none other than Xiang Cai, cough cough, in her heart, the Miss was omnipotent.

Yun Daimeng passed the essential oil to Xiang Cai and said indifferently: "Sooner or later, I'll wipe my face with two drops, the wind has been blowing a little!"

Xiang Cai laughed: "Thank you, Miss!"

Beiming Han shifted his gaze, looked at Yun Daimeng and asked indifferently, "Why has this duke never seen you make these before?"

Yun Daimeng: "Prince, you are always busy everyday so you naturally do not know what I am doing."

Beiming Han: "..." Was she complaining that he had ignored her? If Yun Daimeng found out about this, she would definitely be wronged. She wished that Prince was as far away from her as possible, so why would he complain about his indifference? He needed this sort of indifference! Don't pay too much attention to her. She's not used to it.

Yun Daimeng asked. "What's the matter, Prince?"

Beiming Han: "The fundraising has begun, let me ask you if you want to take a look outside!" It started? Yun Daimeng's eyes opened wide as she looked at Old Man, then looked at distilling apparatus and said: "When I have time, I'll teach you how to use this. After all, this was something she had thought of herself!

With that said, he commanded Xiang Cai and nurse to carry the distilling apparatus back to the room. Without even changing the Clothes, he followed behind Beiming Han out of the Prince Mansion!

The Prince Mansion's Carriage was ready. Beiming Han rode the horse, and Yun Daimeng and Yun Daimeng sat amongst the Carriage.

The Carriage continued to stagger for around an hour before it finally stopped. In front of it was a group of scholars who were working against each other on the cruise liner, donating all of the poems and poems sold to the affected masses! Xiang Cai covered Yun Daimeng's face with a veil and said, "There are a lot of men outside Miss, so as to prevent them from bumping into Miss!" Yun Daimeng nodded her head, Xiang Cai took the lead and got off the Carriage, and then helped Yun Daimeng out of the boat. The name of the cruise liner was: Plum Orchid Oleander, and there were a lot of people inside, causing a lot of voices to echo out. Yun Daimeng twitched her mouth, what kind of fundraising activity was this? Who the heck made these things?

Yun Daimeng coldly snorted, "Is this what Prince meant by fund-raising? Hehehe ~ The fundraiser, do you know what the fundraiser is? How was this a collection? If this continued, the victims would starve and freeze to death! So what if it's extremely rare? What use is there for it to be like this! "

Yun Daimeng's chest was heaving up and down, looking at the people who were going against her in the verses made her angry! Flattery, hypocritical! Were ancient people this pedantic?

Beiming Han's face turned ugly as he said seriously, "This is the method that Scholar Han Lin has thought of!"

Yun Daimeng: "I don't care who thought of a way, the people is suffering, these people are doing poetry and showing off their literary skills, well done, able to earn money and gain a good reputation, hmph! It's no use being a scholar! " Yun Daimeng's voice was a little loud, the group of people suddenly stopped, they all turned to look at Yun Daimeng, one of them who thought that she was not an ordinary student dressed in white cupped her fist at Yun Daimeng: "Dare I ask, Madame, do you look down on us?"

What a big Hat. Xiang Cai tightly held onto Yun Daimeng's hand, a little anxious!

Yun Daimeng laughed: "I am just looking down on you, what are you going to do about me?"

The scholar said, "Since the Madame has more ability than us, how about we just start reciting a poem and fight it there?"

Yun Daimeng lightly snorted as she opened her mouth to speak, "A chestnut growing in the spring will form tens of thousands of seeds. In the four seas, farmers starve to death. Sweat dripped down her body as she hoed in the middle of the day. Who would have known that eating in the middle of a plate would result in hard work for all. " What Yun Daimeng called "Gu Feng's Second Head" and "Benjamin Nong's Second Head". The group of people pondered for a moment, and someone started clapping, praising loudly: "Madame is so talented, I'm afraid only Madame can produce such an unprecedented poem, this poem, I am willing to pay thirty thousand silver taels for it!"

Yun Daimeng looked at the man sitting on the stairs, then looked at Beiming Han, and laughed: "These are just words this Madame can easily say! How could he bear the burden of the three words, "peerless poem"? However, if Young Master can donate a bit more silver, this Madame can write a poem for Young Master! " Beiming Han's expression instantly turned gloomy. This woman was openly 'singing poetry against' other men in front of him, even if he did not put her in his eyes, she was still his Princess. Her every word and action had a close relationship with the face of the Prince Mansion.

Yun Daimeng saw that Beiming Han's face was gloomy, and that she had raised her eyebrows in provocation, and turned a blind eye to Beiming Han's anger!

The man closed the fan as he laughed, "I bid three hundred thousand taels!" Yun Daimeng chuckled, and said with disdain: "Originally, this Madame's poems were only worth a mere three hundred thousand. With free time, this Madame will organize two banquets, and will raise a lot of money! Furthermore, if this Young Master gives too little, then it will not give Prince any face! " Xiang Cai secretly facepalmed. Her Miss was about to kill again, but why are you staring at him with your bright eyes? Was this a big fat sheep?

Yun Daimeng knocked on Xiang Cai's head, the man gritted her teeth and said: "One million gold!" Spending one million silver could be bought with familiarity in front of Prince of the War God. It was worth it!

Yun Daimeng laughed, then said indifferently: "I hope that Young Master will put the silver in the donation box, in case that too many people forget about it!"

The majority of the scholars were proud and aloof people, how could they bear such humiliation? Immediately, they said unhappily: "Could it be that this young master will lose a mere one million silver s?" Yun Daimeng made a sound, her large eyes filled with innocence: "Why do you say that, Young Noble?"

However, he had no choice but to take out a million silver from his bosom and give it to Xiang Cai!

Xiang Cai held the silver notes, counted them, then said to Yun Daimeng: "Just enough!"

Yun Daimeng then looked at Beiming Han: "Prince, please write!" Beiming Han looked at her. Was this woman trying to pull him into the water?

Yun Daimeng reached out and pulled his sleeve, "Prince, think about all the people of Dawn in the world. With just a few words, you can save a few more people!" Beiming Han was left speechless. He walked up to the table, picked up his pen and said lightly, "Speak!"

Seeing that Beiming Han was going to raise the brush, the scholar, who had just paid a hundred liang, instantly felt that the money was worth it. One must know that every single word from War God Prince was worth ten thousand gold! The man was extremely excited, his hands and feet trembling. Then Yun Daimeng spoke.

Yun Daimeng: "Sir, the words Prince are priceless, your mere one million silver silver s are only bought poems made by this Madame, they cannot represent the words Prince has written. If Young Noble can increase the price to purchase them, this Madame can discuss with the Prince for a while and let him sell this space to you with his unique, unbridled, domineering words!"