Lan Zhi didn't know the principle behind this, but it shouldn't be a bad thing.
"What flavor of pastries?" Jun Weihe asked.
"Rose." Lan Zhi gave him a piece.
The pastries are very delicate in appearance and are small enough to be eaten in one bite.
Jun Weihe doesn't have many requirements for food, as long as it's not bitter and the taste isn't too weird.
The pastry had the fragrance of flowers, sweet but not greasy. It was given to him by Lan Zhi, and Jun Weihe thought it was very sweet.
After he finished one, Lan Zhi gave him another one.
Before he knew it, all five cakes on the plate had gone into his stomach.
Lan Zhi took out a light blue handkerchief and said, "Here, wipe your hands."
Jun Weihe took it and asked, "Why are you so nice to me?"
Lan Zhi was stunned for a moment. She just gave him a few cakes and a handkerchief, and that was considered okay?
Jun Weihe remembered that he had entered the carriage to see her for business, "Are you going to see Prince Rui tomorrow?"
"Yeah, just a meeting."
Add some poison by the way.
"You...be more careful." Jun Weihe thought, he had just beaten Prince Rui half to death today, so Lan Zhi should not be in any danger tomorrow.
"By the way, this is a gift for you." Jun Weihe spread out his hands, and there was a mysterious black butterfly in his palm, gently flapping its wings.
"Butterfly?"
Jun Weihe said, "Touch it and try."
Lan Zhi reached out and touched its wings, but what she felt was not soft, but tough and smooth like metal. The butterfly did not fly away.
"This isn't a real butterfly, but a spiritual storage device. The space inside is as large as my Prince Jing's Palace."
"I can't accept such a precious gift." Lan Zhi shook her head. In her previous life, she had never seen a storage spiritual weapon until her death. This kind of spiritual weapon involved the laws of space. The weapon refiners in the Da Rui Kingdom could not refine this kind of spiritual weapon. They had to buy finished products from outside at a high price, and the Lan family obviously could not afford it.
"It's a gift for you, so just accept it. I have one myself." Jun Weihe lifted his sleeve and showed Lan Zhi his wrist.
On the clean white wrist, there was a black flower pattern. Jun Weihe said, "This is my spiritual storage device."
What has not been mentioned is that flowers attract butterflies to collect nectar, so these two storage magic artifacts are actually a pair.
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