His Embrace

XuanRong stood up, wanting to pick the butterfly-shaped hairpin.

"XiaoJie, be careful! Let this servant clean the broken box."

YuYing immediately stopped XuanRong. She carefully picked the broken shards and placed it on a silk cloth. YuYing grabbed the butterfly-shaped hairpin and saw that one of its wings had a small dent on it.

"XiaoJie, this hairpin is already broken. Do you want to throw it away?" YuYing asked.

Looking at the hairpin on YuYing's hand, a sudden wave of sadness once again engulfed her heart.

"No.. just.. just place it on the dresser."

"Yes. This servant understands."

After placing the butterfly-shaped hairpin on the table, YuYing curtsied and left the room in order to throw the broken box.

XuanRong touched the hairpin and laughed sadly.

'Why am I still thinking of the past? He and I are from a different world.'

XuanRong grabbed the hairpin and placed it inside a new box.

"YuShen, has my maternal grandfather already arrived in the residence?"