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Chapter 12: Robbed Again

Chapter 12: Robbed Again

The next morning, Sikong Haoxuan woke up punctually in the middle of his fixation to find a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him curiously, "Xue'er, why are you up so early?"

Xue'er blinked her eyes and said rightfully, "Of course I have to get up earlier than young master, otherwise how can I serve you? A few days ago, your living habits were reported to the Elder Pavilion, so I'm already familiar with it."

Sikong Haoxuan could feel that early morning Xue'er's heart was filled with happiness. There was some sighing in his heart, "Happiness seems to be really given by oneself, I am still feeling some sadness for this lovely little girl being a maid, it is really a bit unaware of what is going on, the son is not a fish, and he knows the joy of a fish."

Xue'er skillfully waited on Sikong Haoxuan to dress and wash. "Fourth Young Master, you stayed up all night. Is it in cultivation?"

"Spying?" This thought flickered from Sikong Haoxuan's mind, "Yes, I was cultivating."

"Fourth Young Master, you are really powerful. As powerful as my young master is, I haven't even heard of him not sleeping in order to cultivate."

Seeing that Xue'er did not continue to pursue what she was cultivating, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but be a little confused, he did not believe that the Elder's Pavilion would send Xue'er to his own special courtyard to simply serve him in his own living.

Throwing away the doubts in his heart, Sikong Haoxuan casually asked, "Why, do you also know that my big brother is powerful?"

Xue'er's small face lifted and said with some pride, "Of course, I also know that today, the Elder Pavilion will send someone to do a test on Young Master Wu Mei who arrived in the Imperial Capital yesterday. If Young Master Wu Wei passes the test, he will be given the opportunity to enter the Elder Pavilion for further training."

Sikong Haoxuan was slightly surprised, "What, big brother returned to the Imperial Capital from the Southern Border yesterday? How come he didn't return to the mansion? Or did he come back without me knowing?" With regards to big brother Sikong Wuyou, Sikong Haoxuan was somewhat unfamiliar. Since Sikong Haoxuan was born, big brother had been diligently resting his martial arts skills at school rarely returning home. After turning eighteen, he joined his father's Blizzard Legion, and since then Sikong Haoxuan had rarely seen big brother Sikong Wu Mei.

Sikong Haoxuan was still searching in his heart for the vague shadow of his elder brother, when a maid entered the room and saluted Sikong Haoxuan and said, "Young master, third young miss, is waiting for you in the living room."

Sikong Haoxuan slapped his head in agony, thinking, "Why is she here? No need to go to school, huh? There must be nothing good going on!"

After Xue'er put on Sikong Haoxuan's brocade shoes, Sikong Haoxuan hurriedly walked towards the living room. He didn't want to offend the "evil spirit" who was the closest thing to him in his family.

In the living room, Sikong Xiao Yue was instructing the maids to rearrange the various hall ornaments. "Hey, this, don't put this vase anywhere, how ugly. It's not appropriate to put a vase in this hall, en, turn around and send it to my other courtyard."

"Sister ah, why do you have to change my living room as soon as you come?" Before Sikong Haoxuan arrived in the living room, the sound of miserable cries arrived first.

Sikong Xiaoyue laughed, "Little devil, what's the matter? Sister is arranging the living room for you for free, but you're still unwilling?"

Sikong Haoxuan's fingers trembled as he pointed at the living room, "Sister, but every time you finish rearranging my living room, how come there's always something missing in my living room?"

Sikong Xiao Yue approached Sikong Hao Xuan and patted his shoulder, "Little brother, that's because there are some things that don't fit in your living room."

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Pointing at the vase, Sikong Littlemoon said, "Look, just like this vase, you're a boy, how can you place such a thing in your living room? If this were to spread out, saying that the fourth young master in the Sikong family likes vases, how unpleasant would that be?"

Sikong Haoxuan muttered in his heart, "Putting a vase decoration in the living room and liking vases don't seem to be related." Taking two steps forward, he caressed the vase in the maid's hand, "But, but this vase is a relic of the previous dynasty, more than five hundred years old, I got it with great difficulty from my grandfather!"

Sikong Xiao Yue feigned anger, "What, little brother, you can't be reluctant to part with this vase, right?"

Both of Sikong Haoxuan's eyes closed and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Shed."

Sikong Xiao Yue patted Sikong Hao Xuan's little face and said with a smile, "You little devil, don't be a crybaby. Sister is aware that this time, your birthday income is quite a lot."

Sikong Haoxuan hurriedly denied, "No, the gifts were all thrown out of the warehouse by mom."

With a bad smile on her face, Sikong Xiao Yue pulled Sikong Hao Xuan and said quietly, "Little devil, don't think I don't know. Grandpa went to the warehouse this morning and looked at the empty warehouse and freaked out. You say, how could the contents of this warehouse disappear overnight?"

Sikong Haoxuan didn't know when there was an extra antique box in his hand, lifting his smiling face, "Sister, your little brother, I'm getting rich, how could I forget about you. This is not it, it's all prepared for you. These jewels, they are all from that gang of pig-headed nobles, I don't know what they think, my birthday even gave me jewelry."

Sikong Xiao Yue nonchalantly snatched the box and gave a heavy kiss on Sikong Hao Xuan's face, "Counting on you, you little villain, you still have a bit of conscience. Let's go, today elder sister will take you to a fun place."

Sikong Haoxuan didn't have a chance to object at all and was dragged out of the Sikong Mansion by Sikong Xiao Yue.

The four main streets of the Imperial Capital were not as noisy as the market, it was so solemn in its bustle, and there were no disorganized sounds of shouting and selling. Horses are strictly prohibited on all main streets, and a large number of large and small nobles leisurely stroll along the verdant streets of the imperial capital, entering and exiting the various stores on both sides of the streets.

Being forcefully pulled out by Sikong Xiaoyue, Sikong Haoxuan looked at the different ethnic customs of the imperial capital with a mindset of both coming and going, full of interest. For this brand new world, Sikong Haoxuan wasn't without a trace of interest, on the contrary, he was eager to understand and experience this strange world. However, Sikong Haoxuan knew that for him, an accidental intruder, strength was the basis of foothold, otherwise one could never have a sense of security.

"This is ...... "Sikong Haoxuan was brought by Sikong Xiao Yue to a gorgeous pavilion, seeing the five golden fonts of "Brilliant Auction House" hanging on the pavilion, he turned around and walked away in fear.

"Little brother ............" Sikong Xiao Yue chagrined and called out.

Sikong Haoxuan who stopped his steps turned around and smiled bitterly, "Sister, look. Your brother really doesn't have much money on him. This kind of place is not something your poor brother can play around with, it will bankrupt him."

Sikong Xiao Yue blankly glanced at Sikong Hao Xuan without any good humor, "You, how could you be so petty, not at all like the fourth young master in the Sikong family. Today is once a year, the biggest auction in the Imperial Capital. Sister brought you here because she wants you to open your eyes, don't stay home all day, you'll be dumb. Don't worry, you won't be asked to buy anything."

"I lost faith in your assurances as early as five years old." Before Sikong Haoxuan's thoughts could finish turning, he was dragged into the auction house's doors by Sikong Xiao Yue.

The owner of the auction house, Viscount Kerr, did not dare to treat the arrival of the Sikong Family's youngest master and third young miss in the slightest, and attentively brought the two of them into a luxurious box, greeting the maids of honor.

Sikong Haoxuan nonchalantly sat down on the carved mahogany chair, received the fresh fruits handed over by the maid and finished biting them in a few bites, and closed his eyes to cultivate.

"Fourth young master this is ......" Kerr somewhat hesitantly looked at Sikong Xiaoyue on the side, fearing that it was some kind of inadvertent behavior on his part that offended this young master who was famous throughout the imperial capital.

Sikong Xiaoyue who wanted to pat Keer's shoulder due to her lack of height, patted Keer's arm and laughed: "Viscount Keer, don't you mind. My brother is just this problem, he's in a mood right now."

Kerr looked at the childish looking Sikong Haoxuan and nodded understandingly, and said to Sikong Xiao Yue, "Third young miss, the auction is about to start, I will go out to greet the guests first, and I wish you the best of luck in purchasing something to your liking." Kerr instructed the maid to take good care of the siblings, and after excusing himself, he left the box.

Sinking into the fixation, Sikong Haoxuan obliviously forgot where he was, and according to his usual habits, his mind was completely immersed in the comprehension and simulation of sorcery.