Mei Shengxue lowered her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and slowly loosened her hand that was holding the sachet.
"How to help?"
Mei Hewen sneered, "The Grand Empress Dowager really doesn't know."
"Yes." Mei Shengxue took out the green handkerchief from the sachet. The deep and luxurious fragrance of red sandalwood drifted out from it and lingered at the tip of Mei Shengxue's nose. Mei Shengxue lowered her eyes, and her snow-like fingertips brushed across the green handkerchief, across the white and gentle magnolia flower, and folded it up, "He doesn't know."
"How could our Mei family produce someone as shameless as you?"
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