A Gift

"Your Highness, my third aunt is looking for me, what about you?"

"You go to Third Madam, I am going back to the mansion."

With that, Xiao Nanye walked towards the door. However, as he reached the entrance, he paused, turned to look at Jiang Peihuan, and chuckled softly, "Huan Er, don't forget to make me a new outfit."

Watching the man leave, Jiang Peihuan suddenly felt a hint of regret.

"Master, are we going back to the mansion now?"

Xiao Nanye had just come out of Jiang Peihuan's room when Han Feng descended from a tree.

Instead of answering Han Feng's question, Xiao Nanye looked at him and asked, "What do you think of this outfit I'm wearing?"

Hearing Xiao Nanye's question, Han Feng carefully examined his master's coat, then softly said, "Master, you look very handsome in this coat."

"Not bad, you have good taste. The sword you like, go get it yourself later."

"Thank you, Master."

Thank you, Miss.