As soon as he heard his lady's instructions, it was no longer difficult to hold Qin. He took the piece of clothing from the boy's hand and handed it to Xia Chiwan's hand.
Xia Chiwan took it and took a look. She was indeed right. This piece of clothing was exactly what the man was wearing just now.
When Xia Chiwan came into contact with the trace of blood on the corner of his clothes, Xia Chiwan relaxed slightly, but became even more frightened.
Someone knows her plan against Xia Zixuan!
The person who gave her this piece of clothing must have wanted to tell her that "he" had helped her solve this trouble.
Xia Chiwan's hands clenched into fists. It felt uncomfortable to have her secret known to others.
Judging from the fact that the person helped her solve the problem, it seemed that the person had no ill intentions towards her.
"Let's go back." She had already seen the grand occasion after Xia Zixuan took over Zhenfentang, so it was useless to stay.
"Yes, miss." Baoqin pulled Shi Xin up and followed Xia Chiwan.
Xia Chiwan said calmly, "Forget about this matter. You are not allowed to mention that man in the future. Do you understand?"
"My slave understands." Shi Xin and Bao Qin lowered their heads. Shi Xin understood better, but Bao Qin was a little confused.
Baoqin knew that her status was not as good as Shi Xin, but as long as she stayed on her own terms, the lady would not make things difficult for her.
Xia Zixuan had only been in Fenzhi Hall for three short days, and he had made a net profit of three thousand taels, which made Xia Zixuan smile happily.
Xia Zixuan made a rough calculation and found that he could pay off all the money he owed in just one hundred days.
Not only were there five more boxes of potpourri in Xia Furong's room, but Qing He, the little maid, also spent a hundred taels of potpourri on it.
As for the other ladies in the prime minister's house, Xia Zixuan certainly didn't have such a good mind, so they gave each of them a box.