Princess Consort of Min forced a smile, “It’s already late, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for Lord Xie to escort you back, fearing it may draw unwanted attention.”
This statement is both reasonable and considerate.
Since that’s the case, Xie Beihan refrained from seeing Nanli off. He led his men to the outside and handed her a silver ticket, saying, “I had forgotten about this earlier due to my faulty memory. This is the money from selling the Chuanbei-Loquat Pills on your behalf.”
He tilted his head slightly, wearing an expression that awaited praise on his face.
Nanli was momentarily stunned, her gaze shifting from the silver ticket to Xie Beihan’s face.
“You are quite clever, aren’t you? I asked you to deliver it to the Ninth Prince, not to sell it to him.”
No wonder she encountered someone outside the city the next day, and Ye Siheng treated her with such aloofness and coldness.