CHAPTER -20

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Th-th-this…

No wonder the supporting male had crushed her gift into scraps of cloth. The personally embroidered pair of mandarin ducks must have been such an eyesore to him. To think that he saw a two-faced woman delivering a spice bag embroidered with a pair mandarin to him! It was already quite magnanimous of him to not speak out about it.

(*Manderian duck represents Chinese weddings because in traditional Chinese lore, they symbolize wedded bliss and fidelity)

Lisa wanted to cry. She really want to cry. How could she be this stupid? What should she do now? She began to draw the cloth bag back into her hands. However the person sitting behind the desk wasn’t about to let her do so. He put down his book and said, “What’s that?”

She was halfway back to hiding it in her pocket when the male lead discovered it. At this point, she had no other option but to it put back on the desk. However, her mood was extremely complicated and she didn’t how she should react. In addition to losing all semblance of thought when the male lead stared at her with his peach blossom eyes, she spoke in a trembling voice, “A-a gi-gift for you. I’m leaving…” Due to her worry, she forgot her identity as a concubine, and bolted from the room as soon as she was in the clear.

Xiao Shi followed right behind her. She had absolutely no idea what’s going with her mistress. All she knew was that her mistress had rushed out of the mansion at a dead run. She ran after her mistress while exclaiming, “Mistress, slow down a bit! Be careful not to fall!”

“Such flightiness, what a lack of etiquette!” He was absolutely baffled when looking at the small, grey pouch on the desk. Exactly what had she given him? At first, he felt she lacked etiquette, but he somehow couldn’t blame her for coming when he looked at the thing on his desk. Meanwhile, the pageboy found it strange. Why is she running away like the hounds are after her? However, when he saw his master stare at the grey wrapping, he couldn’t help but ask, “Your Highness, this should be Mistress Lisa’s present for you. I wonder what could be inside?”

Who would give anyone a grey, pointy pouch as a gift? Didn’t people usually gift others a fragrance satchel? “Present?” So, the reason she’d come here was to give him a present before being overcome by her bashfulness? Jungkook’s brain automatically filled in the holes in her behavior. He then slowly opened the grey bag.

Unexpectedly, the grey bag contained a handmade bookmark. With an elegant wood base color, it was decorated with several petals and green leaves that made an exquisite picture. A few words were written as a poem in red ink below. The writing was mediocre, but the poem was superb.

“A good tale is none the worse for being twice told, deep contemplation and perusal will bring about familiarity.”

He was caught off guard. Ever since he returned, his other three concubines had truly irritated him to no end. All day long, if it wasn’t handmade soup, it was whatever handmade fragrant satchel. He basically just threw everything away right after receiving them. What irritated him most were those fragrance satchels all clashing with each other as he marched with his army. As for those soups and broth, if it wasn’t ginseng broth it was something else tremendously nutritious. He was healthy, but even a healthy body wouldn’t be able to take all this over-nutrition! Therefore, none of those things caught his heart. As for this refined looking bookmark, it could be used when he read. The most important point was that good, short poem which was very meaningful.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He hadn’t expected that even her gift would be more clever than those of the other three women. He then remembered that people usually waited after they delivered a gift for him to pamper and show them his tender affection. Why had she run away?

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