Chun'er took out the dowry box and put it on the table.

Yue'er opened the box and found a pair of hostas inside. Yue'er looked at the pattern carefully. No wonder the box looked familiar just now. Mr. Zhao had kept these pair of hostas for at least seven or eight years, and he gave them to him today.

she.

"Miss, what's so special about these hostas? Why do you keep looking at them in a daze?" Chun'er said.

"The box my cousin was holding just now seemed familiar to me, because I had seen this box at Zhao's house. Cousin has bought these pair of hostas for seven or eight years, and I didn't expect that my cousin would give them to me again." Yue'er

said.

"The hosta I bought seven or eight years ago? So at that time, the young master planned to give it to the young lady?" Chun'er said.

"My cousin once said that he would give me this pair of hostas when I get married. I didn't expect that my cousin would still remember it and specially sent me this pair of hostas today," Yue'er said.

"Miss, I will put the hosta away for you," Chun'er said.

"Don't put these hostas in your dowry," Yue'er said.

"Then the slave will put the hosta into the jewelry box." Chun'er said.

Yue'er nodded, put the hosta away and handed it to Chun'er. After Chun'er put the hosta away, she whispered: "Miss, you will get married tomorrow, how can you tell the young master that you don't want to marry the prince?"

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"I'm telling the truth, and it's not like you don't know. If it weren't for King Mo, how could I have agreed to marry the crown prince?" Yue'er said.

"Miss, I know that you are wronged, but Master Ciao is right, don't mention this matter again in the future," Chun'er said.
Chapter completed!