Xingxing said this, preparing to carry the box away.
But Su Luo reached out and held it steady, her eyes as cold as ice: "Don't move it. The Princess' gift cannot be rejected! Place it on my dressing table, to remind me constantly how generous and benevolent our esteemed Princess Yunrou really is!"
For once, Xingxing disagreed: "Young Madam, you shouldn't. This thing is too unlucky. It shouldn't be kept in your bedroom. If you really want to keep it, leave it with me, your servant. I'm tough, I'm not afraid of such things!"
Su Luo glanced at her.
Xingxing dropped to her knees holding the box: "Young Madam, please give these two gold ingots to your servant!"
Xiaohei tugged at Xingxing: "You're a girl, carrying negative energy. What do you need this thing for? I think it's most suitable for me. I lived in a chaotic graveyard when I was young, so evil spirits won't bother me!"
Jiang Yang grabbed the box in one swoop: "You both stop fighting, I'll keep hold of it!"
