"The promise hasn't been fulfilled until now," Chu Ziluo said, biting her lip, "Mother, did I do something wrong?"
"No, don't worry, I was just casually asking," Ye Muyu waved her hand, calming her down, avoiding letting her overthink, and felt that her guess might be somewhat true.
But thinking of Li Chongjin's identity as a prince, she felt a headache; after all, the two are not suitable at all, alas.
"Don't give him this sachet for now, if possible, ask if Zhongjin has any other requests," Ye Muyu pressed her lips and explained, "I just worry it might bring trouble to you both."
"Mother, I understand," Chu Ziluo had completely come to her senses by now. Although she was a bit disappointed that she couldn't give the sachet, she understood the importance of reciprocating appropriately.
Besides, Mother was also considering the practical situation, as it would be bad if anyone used the sachet against them.
At this moment, Chu Ziluo was still siding with her family.
