Lu Youyou pinched the lock of hair on her fingertips.
After some thought, he seriously tied the lock of hair up with a red string and put it in a red bag.
Then, she kept it in her arms.
Jing Sa wasn't stingy.
She was so powerful that she didn't even know it. She was so rich that it made people speechless.
The ball of essence that she had casually thrown to Youyou back then had allowed her to look down on all worlds.
Now, the wedding gift she sent over looked like a few strands of black hair. She couldn't even feel any spiritual energy, but Lu Youyou understood Jing Sa's handiwork all too well.
"What are you hiding in your arms?" The Emperor saw her patting his heart repeatedly.
She blinked her eyes as she looked at him.
Lu Youyou's face instantly turned red as she clutched her chest and dodged.
"It's my wedding gift. It's from my little sister."
