C38

Last night, Jing Zhuozhuo had arranged for Tu Mi to wait carefully when they returned from the Hui Garden. She had long since expected that Concubine Hui would have some tricks up her sleeve.

"You really do have god-like foresight. People have come and buried this under the peach blossom tree."

As she spoke, Tu Mi handed the purse in her hand to Jing Zhuozhuo