Shen Changan took the initiative and said: "Father, I heard that the snow-topped imperial pine is a treasure in Mobei, and it can be refined to relieve worries. Can I do my filial piety to my father and refine the incense to give to my father?"

Emperor Xuan of Jin winked, and Eunuch You took down the top box and presented it to Shen Changan.

"My son has such thoughts, and the emperor will naturally fulfill them."

It's not that Emperor Xuan of Jin was unreserved, it's just that he has been suffering from frequent illnesses recently. If he doesn't take the antidote, he will have to consider who will be the crown prince.

Shen Chang'an said: "My son, thank you, Father."

After returning to Qiwu Palace, Shen Chang'an began to refine Jieyouxiang. The box dedicated to Emperor Xuan of Jin contained less than half of the snow-topped imperial pine, and the rest was in her hands for emergencies.

"Princess, a maid in the cold palace is begging to see you."

As soon as the preparations were finished, a palace lady came to report, Shen Changan stopped what she was doing, and the palace lady continued to report: "The man also gave the servant something, saying that after the princess has seen this thing, she will definitely meet her. "

Shen Chang'an signaled Liuli to take the things from the maid's hand, and Liuli checked carefully before handing it to Shen Changan.

It was a handkerchief, Shen Changan was stunned the first time he saw it.

Mountains and rivers are embroidered on the handkerchief, and there is a round of bright moon shining on the mountains and rivers above. On the far right side of the handkerchief is embroidered a poem-the bright moon grows on the sea.

This is her A-Niang's dowry, and it is A-Niang's most cherished item. A-Niang once said that it was embroidered by her mother, who was not good at women, for more than half a year before she embroidered it.

Of course, it may also be embroidered by her father, who likes female celebrities more than criticizing sons.

On the surface, the barbarian king is a good emperor who is diligent in governing and caring for the people. In fact... he is, but after he discovered the joy of female celebrities, he left the government affairs to the ministers, and he couldn't let go of female celebrities.

If it weren't for the loyalty of the minister, the barbarians would have changed their surnames a long time ago.

Shen Chang'an still remembers that when her mother talked about this incident, she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

It's a pity that after A Niang died, this handkerchief was no longer found.

Shen Changan dismissed his memories and asked the maid to bring in the maid from the cold palace.

After a while, Shen Changan saw the maid, she looked like a woman in her thirties, with gray hair, cloudy eyes, and wrinkled face.

"Princess," the maid said hoarsely, "can you deny that veil?"

"I know it," Shen Chang'an was puzzled, "Who are you, why do you have the relics of my empress?"

The palace maid laughed loudly twice, and laughed hoarsely, as if someone scratched glass with a stone.

She took out a wooden hairpin from her bosom, and then broke off the wooden hairpin in the middle, exposing the powder inside.

A scent of snow-topped imperial pine came, and Shen Changan looked at the maid in surprise.

"According to the princess' ability and the emperor's condition, it's time for this servant to return it to you."

The maid first introduced herself, "The maidservant was served by the empress's side before, but after the empress left, she went to work in the cold palace. It has been five years since she bid farewell to the empress in the year of the golden hairpin."

So, the court lady is only sixteen? !

Shen Changan was surprised, the maid seemed to be used to it, and continued: "Master, long before the eldest prince was born, no, it should be said that after healed the emperor, he found a way out for you and the first prince. The master still has Xue Top emperor pine, if the emperor respects her as a guest, the master will find an opportunity to take it out."

"If the emperor favors his concubine and destroys his wife, although the master will be sad, but for you and the eldest prince, he will also heal the emperor's illness."

"Take a step back, women's childbirth has always been a hell of a gate, and the master has thought of the worst plan, which is to leave you and the eldest prince to depend on each other in this world, so slaves will be useful."

"When the emperor is ill, the slave will return the snow-topped emperor pine to you. After you make the antidote, with this relationship, even if the emperor doesn't like you and the eldest prince, at least he can protect you and the eldest prince. Be safe and be safe."

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

Nalan Mingyue imagined countless future situations, and made the worst plan, leaving her child with a way out.

Shen Changan held the handkerchief, his eyes were sore.

The maid gently put the wooden hairpin on the table, and said: "This servant is deaf and blind, and has no information. I don't know if the princess brought the snow-topped emperor pine from Mobei, so she brought the things that have been hidden for so many years."

"I don't know if I can help you, but it's something a servant can do for you."

"Don't worry, mother." According to the qualifications of a court lady, she should be called a mother. "This trip to Mobei went very smoothly. I just found out that my grandmother is the little emperor of Mobei, and the emperor of Mobei is my uncle... ..."

Shen Chang'an briefly explained the matter to the maid, and the maid's eyes glistened with tears.

"well……"

This would be great, although she has a way of life left by her master, but the king's heart is unpredictable, who knows, will Emperor Xuan of Jin kill his parents and children in order to conceal that he had a hidden illness?

It's all right now, with Mo Bei as his support, and the master is under the nine springs, he can rest assured.

The palace maid took another look at Shen Chang'an, "The servant's mission has been completed, I hope the princess will take care of it."

After finishing speaking, the maid gave a big salute, turned around and left.

"You stay here," Shen Changan stepped forward quickly, "You are the old man beside my mother, and my elder, lonely in the cold palace..."

A Niang's person, she deserves to be raised by her.

The maid didn't look back, she waved her hand and continued to walk out step by step.

Her mission has been completed, and she has to go back to guard her master.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree that the master loves most is in full bloom, and she has to make dried flowers while the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, so that the master can smell the sweet-scented osmanthus all year round.

Everyone in the world thought that the late Empress Nalan was buried in the imperial mausoleum, but no one knew that one year after Empress Nalan's death, her bones were thrown into the mass grave.

It was her, the only loyal servant left in the world, who found her master little by little, put it together bit by bit, and buried him under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the cold palace, guarding him day and night.

The rest of her life will also be spent in the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Shen Changan's words of persuasion stopped on her lips, and finally, she asked the maid's name.

"Slaves, as before."

Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant.

Shen Changan...had heard of this name before.

That was in the previous life, when she was pushed into the water again, a court lady rescued her, and then she was beaten to death by Empress Qi for murdering the princess.

After Shen Changan fell into the water, she had a fever, and she was so feverish that she couldn't see anything, but she remembered that someone rescued her, and when she was in a daze, she heard the voices of two people talking.

"It's so pitiful. Even though I saved the princess, I was beaten to death."

"Hey, who made Princess Chang'an a thorn in the empress's side?"

"Shh! Shut up! You don't want to die!"

"Hey, that's what I'm telling you. The maid's name sounds nice, but her life is poor. She died when she was only a teenager."

"Huh? What's her name?"

"As before, scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

(End of this chapter)

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