"Okay." The man glanced at Feng Baoer, and didn't say anything more. He immediately opened the curtain and went into the inner room.

Feng Baoer casually found a chair and sat and waited for someone.

But Qingya and Chunbai, facing the wall, did not move, and Feng Baoer laughed out loud: "No need to do this!"

"Miss, you still said." Chunbai stomped his feet, lowered his head with a red face, and even his voice was like a mosquito.

"Chunbai would rather go up to the mountain of swords and seas of fire than enter here." Chunbai's fingers were stirred together, and his tone was a bit gritting.

Seeing the cute looks of the two girls, Feng Baoer raised her eyebrows, oh~

What A film or third-level film are not worth mentioning to her.

But the people here still feel shy ~

The three of them were talking, and they were a bad fortune. That is, the painter who painted Princess Mingyue and Ling Xiaoyang that day, wearing light green robe, looked full of spring breeze and a silly smile, walked out with a silly smile.

"Miss Jin, I haven't seen you for a few days, where have you gone to make a fortune."

At that time, Qingya reported to the poor-headed painter, concealed her real surname and just said a golden character.

Although the fourth miss of the Prime Minister's House are famous all over the capital, not many people have seen Feng Baoer's true face.

"Just, how can you make a lot of money from the picture albums of "Two Female Dramas and One Man" these days? I see that all the sales on the market are out of stock, and the price of hundreds of taels of silver is really an eye-opener."

Feng Baoer's meaning is very obvious. She is here today to collect the accounts.

When those erotic pictures were released, they were sold to shock the world, and they were sobbing that they were sobbing and making their noses flow all over the ground.

The more I sell, the more expensive it is. Now it’s sold for 100 taels of silver per book.

It can be seen that the people in this imperial city are so introverted and like this flavor.

The bad-headed treasure smiled: "Ms. Jin really praised it. The picture albums are sold very well, but they are all market prices. The silver that Miss Jin earns is 600 taels!"

With a wave of his hand, a man walked up with a plate covered with red cloth.

Feng Baoer's expression remained unchanged and smiled slightly. He didn't want to split the bad fortune anymore.

Seeing her a little girl, I looked down on her at all. These six white and two were just a casual pass!

"I don't know what the market price is, but I won't charge my dividends without 3,000 taels of gold."

"What, three thousand taels of gold?"

The wolf stood up and stared at Feng Baoer with wide eyes, only to find it very funny.

"You make money from the royal family. Although your "Two Women's Dramas and One Man" is not like Princess Mingyue, everyone in the entire imperial capital knows that the people inside are Princess Mingyue. If King Anding and the Emperor blame you, you can't afford to take advantage of it."

Every time Feng Baoer says a word, he smiles mysteriously, as if he is laughing at Feng Baoer's ignorance.

"Miss Jin, if it weren't for someone behind me, my twin-flying family would have closed long ago, so what you said was not within the scope of my concern."

"Oh~ I can't tell you have a mysterious background?"

Feng Baoer lowered her eyebrows, and a hint of worry passed through her tone, making the bad money smile even brighter.

A woman without any spiritual power fluctuations is not satisfied with giving her a few hundred taels, and she still wants more, but she doesn't even have any doors.

He smiled proudly in his heart, thinking that Feng Baoer would suffer a loss.
Chapter completed!