So he silently took note of the sachet at the time...
At this moment, at the entrance to Taiching Prefecture.
Zhao Rong paused under the giant stele inscribed with Taiching's Talented List, glanced left and right at the sparse passersby, and quietly began to wait for Qian'er.
The two had agreed to meet here beforehand, and seeing no trace of the little girl, it seemed she had not yet arrived.
He reached out and felt the sachet in his bosom again.
He let out a slight sigh.
Zhao Rong felt somewhat relieved.
Her sachet had been taken by him, and this somewhat silly girl, even if she wanted to vanish without a trace and never see him, her lover, again, she would try to take back the sachet first before doing so.
Therefore, there was no immediate worry that she would run away. Zhao Rongqing clearly remembered that this morning, when he had decided to come clean to Xiaoxiao about the "White Jade Lady," she was in the midst of taking out the sachet to tie around his waist.
