Xiao Jin made a jade bangle appear in his hand like conjuring a magic trick. Before Su Ying could react, he put the jade bangle on her hand. "Can I use this to compensate you?"
Su Ying looked at the jade bangle on her hand. It was probably made of mutton fat jade. There was even a lotus flower motif engraved on it. It looked particularly pure and saintly, but the jade bangle seemed to be quite old.
"Is this more valuable?"
Xiao Jin held her hand with a solemn expression. "You can't sell it if there's no pressing need. This is what Consort Mother left for her future daughter-in-law."
Su Ying looked at the bangle on her hand under the light, and her heart felt as if it was being gently tickled by a feather. She smiled and said, "Alright."
Xiao Jin's warm palms spread her palms wide open and their fingers intertwined.
