Chu Qingzhi's voice carried a soothing tone, "She's fine, Second Sister, don't worry."
Chu Qingyue heaved a sigh of relief. "She's a maid who grew up with Yuting. If she's guilty, Yuting will definitely be very sad."
Xia Mei quickly returned with the sachet, presenting it to Chu Qingzhi with both hands.
"Fifth Miss, this sachet was made by a maid named Yun Lan in our mansion. Her family is poor, so the young master let her make sachets for people in the mansion."
"Her craftsmanship is excellent. Anyone who likes sachets gets one from her, and now almost everyone wears them."
Chu Qingzhi took the sachet and sniffed it; it didn't smell of Thunder God Vine.
The process of soaking petals in Thunder God Vine juice and then drying them takes at least two to three days. The fact that she received it now indicates it was prepared well in advance.
The perpetrator had clearly planned this carefully.
"Thank you, Xia Mei."