Bai Wuchen was feeling depressed because of the title 'Young Master Feces Pit.' He wished to retort, but seeing Xue Fanxin's sinister smile, he shuddered and had a bad premonition.
After interacting with this little woman a few times, he no longer dared to look down on her. He treated her as Ye Jiushang and did not think that he could provoke her like others.
If anyone dared to touch the treasure of the Lord of the Nine Cloud Palace, the outcome would be tragic.
He was forced to adapt. He would never go against Xue Fanxin.
"Ninth Imperial Consort, what happened last time was purely a misunderstanding. I came with sincerity today."
"Sincerity? Where?" Xue Fanxin asked with a smile.
Bai Wuchen got her meaning, so he gestured to the person beside him.
The attendant stepped forward with a small box and handed it to Xue Fanxin with both hands. "Ninth Imperial Consort, this is a little token from my Young Master. Please accept it."
