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"Miss, isn't this your scented sachet?" Xing looked at the bright red scented sachet in Murong Jue's hand and couldn't help but be surprised. She had been with Nan Zhijun for so many years, so she naturally recognized whose craftsmanship it was.

Besides, she had seen this scented sachet before. Nan Zhijun had embroidered some stuff for fun when she had nothing better to do. After a while