Xiao Qingzhi arrived panting, only to find her sachet hanging from a willow tree, with Xiao Fu nowhere to be seen.
"What am I supposed to do now?" Xiao Qingzhi stamped her foot, staring longingly at the sachet in the tree. She hated Xiao Fu with every fiber of her being.
Prince An let out a dry cough upon seeing her. As a Prince of such stature standing right in front of her, how could she still be failing to keep up with that Marquis Wuping and his baggage? They had only just begun discussing a potential marriage; why was Xiao Qingzhi already taking the initiative to embroider a sachet for him?
Chapter 258