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By the time Xiao Jizi returned, Xiao Qing was still standing where she was, full of concern and restlessness.
Seeing Xiao Jizi back, Xiao Qing quickly walked a few steps forward to him, lowered her voice, and asked, "Xiao Jizi, at His Majesty's place…" whether he would blame the Young Master.
Xiao Jizi shook his head; he couldn't understand what His Majesty meant either.
When he caught up and presented the cloak, His Majesty's expression was indistinct. He simply gestured to Steward Zhang to help him put it on and left without saying a word.
He didn't reject the Young Master's kindness, but he also didn't turn back to stay.
Xiao Jizi truly couldn't figure out what this meant.
Alas, his honest Young Master must have spoken some blunt truth again, angering His Majesty, he thought.
Xiao Qing lowered her head in thought; if His Majesty stopped coming in the future and no longer wished to provide the ingredients, then they would return to their old days.