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"That is true," Liu Yue Rong said with a smile and a nod.
Jiang Xian'er turned her head to Li Hao and said with a smile, "Hao Er, come sit. It's been a long time since I've had the pastries you make."
"If Ninth Mother likes them, I will make some for you tomorrow," Li Hao readily took a seat and said with a smile.
While the two were speaking, Li Wushuang slightly frowned. She initially had no interest, but given that Second Mother had spoken in such a manner, if she didn't take a look, it would seem as though she didn't care enough.
She casually opened the gift box and saw the porcelain bottle and dragon horn comb inside.
Just as she had thought, common items. Li Wushuang shook her head secretly and with less interest, prepared to close it.
Yet Liu Yue Rong chuckled softly and said, "Hao Er has really put in the effort. The craftsmanship of this dragon horn comb is exquisite; you must have spent a lot of time on it. What's inside the porcelain bottle?"
