Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Xiang Yun looked up in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Mo Zili said with a gentle smile, "You are my wife, and I haven’t bought you a gift yet. I personally picked out this set of jewelry for you. Do you like it?"

Xiang Yun lowered her head to look at the exquisite pink pearl headdress. For some reason, she thought of Du Wanqing’s purple orchid jade jewelry, and a surge of resentment welled up inside her. She snapped the box closed and handed it back, saying coldly, "Keep this to give to someone else; I don’t like it!"

Mo Zili, who was smiling at the corners of his mouth, expecting to see her delighted like a little girl, had not anticipated such a reaction. He didn’t take the box, instead he said in stunned disappointment, "These are the latest designs from Zhenbao Pavilion, you don’t like them?"

"Yes, I don’t like them," said Xiang Yun indifferently.

A trace of disappointment crossed Mo Zili’s face, and he forced a smile, "Tell me what you like, and I will go buy it for you."

Upon hearing this, images of the heart-wrenching purple orchid jade jewelry flashed through Xiang Yun’s mind. She lifted the corners of her mouth in a mocking smile and said coldly, "The jewelry I liked has already been sold. I don’t like the rest!"

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With that, she tossed the pink pearl headdress back into Mo Zili’s arms and turned to enter the room.