After a while, someone came out and gave him something.

Butler Jiang hurriedly put it in his arms and turned around to leave.

Returning to the palace, the first thing King Wei asked was Xue Qingyin.

"Miss Xue seems to have not suffered any grievances. Instead, she is full of energy. She is very moving as she stands there." Butler Jiang said, "I can only regret that Mrs.

If you ask her to do this, her daughter will lose so much glory and wealth!"

"She is a famous jealous woman in the capital, but she doesn't have a very good temperament either. Was it she who stopped Miss Xue from collecting my things?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

King Wei was unhappy, but he didn't say it out loud.

"But I brought something back to His Highness."

"What?" King Wei said without interest.

Is it possible that Xue Qingyin can be brought to him?

Manager Zhao smiled mysteriously, took out a paper bag and handed it to King Wei: "The servants of the Xue family are easy to bribe. This is Miss Xue's personal belongings. Your Highness will slowly open it in private..."

The king of Wei took it apart with ease.

But it closed in an instant.

Then he sat up straight.

He stared at Manager Zhao and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, you...you are quite clever!"

Manager Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

This can also offset his incompetence in doing things.

King Wei pushed away the book in his hand, got up and walked to the bedroom.

What was wrapped in rice paper was a sachet, the size of a palm, with the tassels at the bottom cut out of shape.

The words embroidered on the sachet were also torn apart, and two threads remained, which could vaguely spell out the word "heart".

If Xue Qingyin were here, she would be able to recognize that it was the sachet that the original person wanted to give to He Songning.

The mouth of the sachet is open, revealing a corner of fabric.

It was made of silk, as thin as a cicada's wing, and when stacked it was no bigger than a fist.

Maybe it was cut from the middle coat.

Maybe something more close-fitting.

King Wei lowered his head and sniffed.

A light aroma.

He clutched the fabric tightly, thinking in his mind, as if he was touching Xue Qingyin's smooth skin...

On the other side, Xue Chengdong returned to the mansion.

Everyone had dinner together, and during the dinner, he talked about Zhao Guogong's desire for Zhao Xufeng to recognize Xue Qingyin as his goddaughter.

"Zhao Xufeng has been stupid for many years." Xue Chengdong frowned, "How did Madam reject the person who came to Zhao Guogong's residence today?"

Xue Qingyin shouted: "Auntie didn't say anything."

Xue Chengdong: "Then..."

Xue Qingyin: "I told him that it would be nice to have one more father."

Xue Chengdong: "..." This man who always looked solemn, as if his expression remained unchanged despite a landslide, and who seemed to be uninterested in family affairs, the expression on his face cracked little by little.

Xue Chengdong wanted to get angry for the first time, but thinking of Duke Zhao, he endured it again.

Xue Qingyin patted her butt and left after causing trouble, and quickly slipped back into her courtyard.

Hey, I have to go on a cruise tomorrow, so I have to sleep well.

The maid was shocked by her bravery, and the hand that fetched her water trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!