That night, Mo Yun, the guard of the Nine Princess Mansion, sent a gift.
After hearing the butler's report, Jiang Tingyi hurried out to greet him. When he saw the long brocade box held in Mo Yun's hand, he naturally reached out to take the gift: "The Ninth Prince has trouble--"
"Young Master Jiang, don't get me wrong." Mo Yun took a step back and tightly protected the black brocade box in his hand. "This gift was given to Princess Nanyang by the Ninth Prince. I must hand it to Princess Nanyang in person."
Jiang Tingyi's expression froze, and then he smiled gently: "Princess Nanyang is my cousin, I can convey it on my behalf."
"No," Mo Yun refused, "Please ask Mr. Jiang to take me to meet His Highness the Princess, or ask his servants to take me there."
Jiang Tingyi was annoyed and cursed inwardly, but he did not dare to offend the Ninth Prince's personal servant. He casually called someone to take him to Liuliyuan, and then turned around and left.
Mo Yun followed the servants to Liuliyuan and handed the things he brought to Yan Li himself: "Master, I will send this here and ask Princess Nanyang to take a look at it myself."
"What's this?"
Mo Yun kept it a secret: "The princess will open it and you will know."
Yan Li's eyes fell on the painted black sandalwood brocade box in front of him, and he was silent for a moment and reached out to take it.
The rectangular brocade box was heavy. Yan Li didn't hesitate. He opened it and looked at it, then raised his eyebrows.
Mu Cang is indeed the God of War.
Others gave women things either sachets or handkerchiefs or jewelry. He was so strange that he gave her a whip.
Is this what she means to do if she does tomorrow?
Yan Li took out the whip and looked at it carefully for a while. The whip is a good whip, neither thick nor thin, neither long nor short, and is most suitable for women to use. The whip body is flexible, and the whip handle is engraved with a overturned and noble Qilin pattern, which makes you feel a unique handy feeling when holding it.
You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing.
"Thank you for me, the Ninth Prince." Yan Li was not polite and looked up at Mo Yun, "I will pick a gift to send it back another day."
Mo Yun shook his head: "My prince lacks nothing, as long as His Highness can make the whip work for the best use."
"Give it all the best?" Yan Li raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean is to let me use it to kill people?"
"...Not." Mo Yun's expression was a little subtle, "What the subordinate means is that the princess can use it to defend herself."
"I understand." Yan Li said, "I'd better ask you to convey it. Thank you, Prince Ninth."
Mo Yun took his leave after he got there.
Yan Li walked into the inner room, put the brocade box aside, and looked at the whip with both hands. The dark whip reflected a cold light under the light.
Yan Li swung casually, and the strong and powerful sound of the whip slashed through the air penetrated into her eardrums, giving her a trembling echo.
Yan Li nodded with satisfaction. It was a good thing.
Although it is not the famous magic weapons on the ancient rankings, it has a high-quality texture and is a handy weapon with extremely strong lethality.
Yan Li stood in front of the window, thinking of the man with a cold and noble look, she couldn't help but wonder what would a woman who could make such a person moved?
Mu Cang didn't want to say it, and she wouldn't ask too much.
However, although she took the initiative to come to this marriage, since he had a heart, she should keep a little distance from Mu Cang in the future, at least not overestimating etiquette.
Chapter completed!