Doomed to be Cannon Fodder

Ye-mama had never seen Mistress Xiu this proactive since she’d arrived. Was it actually a good thing for a woman to be so sprightly? What if the prince disliked her? Leaving Ye-mama to her musings, Bai Xiangxiu went back to her room with the perfume satchel. She stuffed the bag with herbs and also placed the thorn she had pulled out from Huo’er into the bag as well.

The perfume satchel was supposed to be carried around all the time. This meant that she would find out whenever the supporting male lead was coming. This was even more useful than a surveillance camera from the modern world!

She beamed and kissed the perfume satchel. Ye-mama happened to see this and couldn’t help but think, this Mistress Xiu sure has her heart set on the prince, but the way she’s expressing herself is a bit over the top.

1. A certain type of old granny servant, referred to as “(surname)-mama”