Who gave him such a good sachet?

Qiao Sheng's face was silent, her crystal eyes shimmered with a shallow light, she felt as if her chest was blocked, and her throat was a little astringent.

"Thank you so much for today, if it weren't for Childe, Bai Liu'er wouldn't know how difficult it would be for us." Qiao Yuanqi said to Xiao Zhan with a look of adoration and said with a smile.

Qiao Yuanqi admired Xiao Zhan from the bottom of his heart, he felt that this son could appear in time every time, which showed that he was very painful.

Qiao Yuanqi thought that his sister had such a good master, so he couldn't stop smiling.

However, Qiao Yuanqi didn't know that Xiao Zhan was actually not Qiao Sheng's master, and it was definitely not because of any master-apprentice love that he would help her like this.

"Childe has worked hard all the way, please sit inside, have a cup of tea and rest." Lianyu saluted Xiao Zhan respectfully and said.

Lianyu not only worships Xiao Zhan, but also fills her heart with gratitude to Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan did not refuse, and after nodding, the group walked into the hall not far away.

Remnant Yu and Remnant Qi were guarding outside the hall with great eyes, while Lian Yu and Qiao Yuanqi were afraid that they would snub Xiao Zhan, so they quickly prepared the best tea and snacks.

Seeing that his eldest brother and maid were all so flustered, Qiao Sheng wanted to stop the two of them from busy, but he couldn't stop them.

Seeing that these two people treated Xiao Zhan carefully, Qiao Sheng was not incomprehensible.

Uncle has this kind of power, obviously he didn't say a word, but no one dared to underestimate him, and subconsciously feared him.

After Qiao Yuanqi and Lian Yu were busy, only Qiao Sheng and Xiao Zhan were left in the hall.

Qiao Sheng looked at Xiao Zhan silently, or rather, she had been looking at the sachet on this person's waist.

Qiao Sheng's gaze was too hot, and it was mixed with vinegar that she didn't even notice, which Xiao Zhan couldn't ignore.

"Shengsheng, why do you think of me like that?" Xiao Zhan asked the little girl who pouted.

"No, I just think the sachet hanging from your waist is so beautiful, and I'm curious who gave it to you." Qiao Sheng wanted to behave plainly, but his tone was sour.

The thick vinegar spread in the air, which made Xiao Zhan's heart move.

He has never been good at guessing the little girl's mind, but the tone of the little girl in front of him is too straightforward, a little aggrieved, and while speaking, he raised his big eyes and looked at him, as if waiting for him to give an explanation.

The corners of his lips behind Xiao Zhan's mask smiled uncontrollably, and he had the idea of teasing Qiao Sheng.

Qiao Sheng stared at the man closely, watching the man's jade-carved fingers gently brushing the delicate incense belt, his fingertips slicing in the lilac tassels, his movements were careless, and she clenched her little fists as she watched.

"This sachet was given to me by someone who was very important to me." Xiao Zhan's tone was as low as a thousand-year-old wine, slowly sounding in the air.

After Xiao Zhan finished speaking, she looked at Qiao Sheng's face, but unexpectedly, her little face collapsed, and she lowered her white and tender little face deeply.

She was aggrieved and unhappy, her slender fingers clasped the corners of her skirt, and her heart was very sour.

Xiao Zhan's heart tightened when he saw this, and he felt as if he had done something wrong.

Originally, he only heard the vinegar in Qiao Sheng's tone, so he had the intention of teasing, but when he saw the little girl lower her head, revealing a pitiful expression as if she had been discarded, her heart was crumpled, and she was distressed.