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Thinking of Jun Jiuxiao, she felt a surge of tenderness in her heart. She got up and carefully placed the sachet into a beautiful little box.

She also carefully selected this box, which is engraved with exquisite patterns and complements the sachet perfectly.

She planned to have her bodyguard, Da Bai, deliver the gift, but she also wanted to give it to Jun Jiuxiao herself.

She wanted to see his reaction when he received the sachet, and she wanted to hear him say a word of praise.

She waved her hand, signaling Big White, who was waiting to the side, to step back.

Chu Xingyao took a deep breath and decided to deliver it to him in person another day.

Inside the study of the War King's mansion,

Jun Jiuxiao's gaze gently fell on the three sachets, each bearing Chu Xingyao's unique style and heartfelt sentiments.

His smile held a hint of indulgence and helplessness, as if he could see through these sachets every little movement Chu Xingyao made while embroidering them.

"A dragon like a centipede," he murmured, the image of Chu Xingyao's focused yet clumsy embroidery of the dragon surfacing in his mind.

She might be embroidering while muttering about the shape of a dragon, but unknowingly she embroidered it into a centipede, its adorable appearance making him chuckle.

"Mandarin ducks as fat as geese," he could sense Chu Xingyao's helplessness and self-mockery as she embroidered the pair of mandarin ducks.

She might be embroidering while shaking her head with a smile, probably muttering to herself, "Why do these mandarin ducks look so fat? Is it because I've been feeding them too well?"

The scene filled him with a warm feeling.

"A chubby twin lotus," he could imagine Chu Xingyao pouting and muttering as she embroidered. Wouldn't a chubby twin lotus have many lotus seeds? It's a very auspicious meaning of many children and many blessings.

She may have been carrying a mischievous expectation while embroidering it, hoping that the sachet would bring good luck and blessings.

He knew that Chu Xingyao was not good at needlework, but he did not expect it to be in this way.

However, it was precisely this lack of skill that made him cherish these sachets even more, because they were made by Chu Xingyao herself and were a reflection of her heart.

The next morning, he carefully selected several robes from a pile of gorgeous brocade robes to match the sachets.

Each robe was carefully selected by him, perfectly complementing Yao'er's sachet.

His movements were gentle and meticulous as he removed the priceless jade pendant from his waist.

That jade pendant was once his pride, symbolizing his status and position.

But now, he put it aside without hesitation and replaced it with the chubby lotus sachet.

He carefully tied the sachet around his waist, his heart filled with indescribable joy.

He decided that he would wear a different sachet every day from now on.

In this way, he can feel Yao'er's feelings every day and communicate with her heart every day.

Nighthawk stood in the shadows of the study, his figure almost blending into his surroundings, only his sharp eyes revealing his alertness.

His gaze was usually as sharp as an eagle's, but after seeing Jun Jiuxiao's actions, his expression became unusually complicated, as if he had been struck by lightning and frozen in place.

He watched as Jun Jiuxiao carefully removed the priceless jade pendant.

As he put on the plump, twin-lotus sachet, Night Hawk's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

His mind felt like a thousand horses were galloping through his body, but on the surface he could only maintain the calmness and professionalism of a guard.

"Has this prince gone mad?" Night Hawk thought to himself, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Such an expensive jade pendant and such an ugly sachet, I doubt they could even be sold."

He shook his head, feeling his worldview being turned upside down.

"Women are truly terrifying," Night Hawk silently added to himself, a hint of awe in his eyes.

He had never seen Jun Jiuxiao so out of control. Even on the battlefield, Jun Jiuxiao was always calm and decisive, like the cold wind in winter, sharp yet graceful.

But now, he is captivated by a small sachet, which forces Night Hawk to reassess the influence of women.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the imperial court was solemn, with civil and military officials lined up on both sides, waiting for the court session to begin.

However, today's assembly seemed different from usual, and a subtle ripple was quietly spreading among the crowd.

All eyes were drawn to the chubby, twin-lotus sachet at the waist of Zhan Wang Jun Jiuxiao.

Although the stitches on the sachet are rough, they are embroidered with care, and every stitch and thread reveals the embroiderer's emotions.

In the imperial court, a place that emphasizes etiquette and rules, such a sachet seemed particularly out of place, forming a stark contrast with the War King's usual dignified image.

The civil and military officials exchanged complex glances and whispered among themselves.

"Look, the sachet at the King of War's waist..." an official whispered to his colleague.

“Yes, the design of this sachet is truly unique; it doesn’t seem to be made by palace embroiderers,” another official replied, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Could it be embroidered by the woman the War King admires? But the embroidery..." someone interjected, their tone tinged with doubt.

"Shh, keep your voices down. This is the War King's private matter. Let's not speculate too much," an old minister reminded those around him, though his own eyes couldn't hide his curiosity.

Even Chu Huaizhong, who was standing behind Jun Jiuxiao, asked, "Your Highness, who gave you this sachet? Do you have a woman you admire?"

Jun Jiuxiao felt inexplicably guilty when he saw Chu Huaizhong, and he dared not tell Chu Huaizhong that it was Chu Xingyao who embroidered it.

After all, Chu Huaizhong was the number one doting father in the capital, but he dared not neglect him, since he was his future father-in-law.

Just as Jun Jiuxiao was caught in a dilemma, Emperor Changping's voice broke the whispers in the court:

"Eleventh Brother, the sachet at your waist, how come it's so... so unique, who gave it to you?"

The emperor's words carried a hint of amusement, clearly indicating that he too had been intrigued by the sachet.

Jun Jiuxiao smiled slightly; he had already anticipated such a reaction.

He calmly stepped out of the queue, bowed to Emperor Changping, and said in a calm but firm voice, "Your Majesty, this sachet was embroidered by the person I admire."

These words made the atmosphere in the court even more delicate. The civil and military officials were all wondering who this woman, whom the War King valued so highly, was.

She not only won the heart of the War King, but also made him openly wear the sachet she made herself in court, which shows how much she favored him.