The Zhenguo Marquis Residence usually used Yu Youyao's incense medicine a lot.
Song Mingzhao had specially brought some incense and medicinal materials from Jiangnan to the Yu Residence. It was reasonable for him to be polite.
When Old Madam Yu heard this, she also felt that he was polite and thorough. Her smile deepened. "I've troubled you."
However, she did not say that she would not accept it.
The two families were family friends to begin with. As a junior, Song Mingzhao shouldn't have come empty-handed. In addition, the Yu Residence also had a friendship with Song Mingzhao, so it was no wonder that he was polite.
Since he had already mentioned her, Yu Youyao couldn't pretend not to hear him. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Heir Song."
Song Mingzhao nodded. "That's only right."
