After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

Chapter 39 Incense
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chen Buyu thanked him with his hands.

When leading Wei Ling out, the two of them bumped into an old man with a simple and honest smile at the door.

The man was dressed as a servant in Tsing Yi, holding a square brocade box in his arms. When he saw them, he bent over and saluted, his attitude was very respectful.

Chen Buyu and Chen Buyu didn't know who the visitor was, so they didn't dare to accept the gift, so they hurriedly avoided it and followed the guards out.

"Your Majesty, the butler of Prince Liang's Mansion is here again."

The boy hurriedly came in to report, but was glared at by Mu Feng who was sitting on the side playing with the birds, "Didn't you see that my eldest brother is discussing the disaster food with Mr. Lu? Everyone wants to see my eldest brother, can my eldest brother come here in a hurry?" "

The boy shrank his neck and said, "I'll go get him now..."

"That's all, let him come in and talk."

The steward of Prince Liang's Mansion was very polite and courteous to everyone. He even bowed his hands to the servant, stepped into the room with a smile on his face, and spoke loudly, "Liang Quan has met the Crown Prince."

From the first day he came to Weizhou City, Prince Liang's Mansion sent people to send him gifts and greetings, and invited him to come and spend time together.

However, who doesn't know that the Prince of Liang is disgusted by this, and which powerful family is willing to get close to the Prince of Liang's house?
Speaking of which, King Liang is now his uncle.

In the early years, he was sent to Weizhou for seizing power.

Mu Zhao only wanted to run his errands well during this trip, and did not want to cause any trouble. However, Prince Liang's Mansion sent people to the door from time to time to harass him, and he did not know what his intentions were.

Mu Zhao looked at Liang Quan with a serious look, "How is Prince Liang doing?"

"Thanks to the blessing of the crown prince, the old prince is in very good health." The housekeeper of Prince Liang's Mansion smiled with an honest and honest look on his face, and bowed his hands up and down, "My old prince was very happy when he learned that the prince came to Weizhou for business, and he had always wanted to invite the prince. Let's get together at the mansion. Unfortunately, Your Majesty, you are extremely busy with official duties."

"Knowing that my eldest brother is busy with official duties, please don't come to bother me. Your old prince is in good health, but my eldest brother is struggling to deal with various things. He is so busy that he doesn't have time to see you and him." Mu Feng said with a strange expression. A stabbing sentence.

"Xiao Feng." Mu Zhao scolded in a low voice, "Don't be rude."

Mu Feng curled his lips and turned away while holding the birdcage.

"Yes, the young master taught you a lesson." Liang Quan showed a sincere smile, "I don't want to come to disturb the prince. My old prince also said that if the prince is busy on official business, don't force him to invite you."

Did you force me to come? Mu Feng wanted to turn around and retaliate again, but looked at his elder brother who was sitting silently and reluctantly endured it.

"I just can't invite the prince, but the gift must be delivered." Liang Quan handed up the brocade box in his arms.

Under Mu Zhao's eyes, Changqing walked over and took the gift box.

Liang Quan immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

"I know that Your Majesty is busy with errands. The spiritual incense in this brocade box will help you get twice the result with half the effort. If you feel sleepy, light this incense and wait for a while. It will definitely make you feel refreshed."

"Old Prince, you have taken the trouble." Mu Shizi smiled faintly.

Her hair, which is as silver as snow, contrasts with her jade-like face, which is extremely pure, handsome and elegant.

Liang Quan's heart moved slightly and he secretly said it was a pity.

Such a handsome and elegant young man was suffering from a weak and stubborn illness at a young age and he was about to die soon.

"We have a doctor in Prince Liang's Mansion who is very skilled in medicine. He has done a good job in conditioning the old prince's body and bones over the years. If the prince thinks it is appropriate, he can ask the doctor to come and check your pulse."

"Don't bother." Mu Shizi refused calmly, "My prince's body knows that it is not a disease that ordinary doctors can treat."

"Ah, I have indeed heard that the Xuanping Marquis Mansion has been out inquiring about the whereabouts of Master Tianyin of the Xuanyin Sect in the past few years." Liang Quanhan smiled honestly, "Our family will definitely help the prince to find out. "Mu Zhao was noncommittal.

He didn't want to talk more about this missing Tianyin Master.

"Our old prince said that the prince is a young talent that is hard to find in this world, so he must take good care of his health."

"Mu Zhao thanks the old prince for remembering me. If there is nothing else to do, the housekeeper can please come back."

"Yes, yes, the young one will leave now."

After Liang Quan left, Mu Feng ran to his eldest brother and snorted at the door, "If you have nothing to do to show your courtesy, the Liang Prince's Mansion always comes to see eldest brother. Could it be that he wants to win over our Xuanping Marquis Mansion? Brother, you are stupid. I can’t be fooled by them, I want to see what they are sending.”

Mu Zhao held down his younger brother's hand that was about to move and patted it angrily, "Okay, the kid is full of nonsense. Go out and play. I have something to discuss with you, Brother Lu."

When Mu Feng was kicked out by his elder brother, his eyes were still glancing at the brocade box, and he shouted, "Brother, don't use that incense randomly. I don't know what it is, or whether there is any trap!"

"Sir, the prince knows! Someone will check carefully later." Changqing pulled Mufeng out with a look of helplessness.

Mu Feng said quickly, "Hey, take out that birdcage for me! Brother, you'd better take a nap in the afternoon. If you still disobey, I will write a letter to my mother to complain."

Lu Qian couldn't help but laugh and turned to look at Mu Zhao, "As soon as you entered the city, Prince Liang's Mansion set its sights on you."

Mu Zhao said in a cold voice, "Ignore them, we can just run our own errands."

Changqing led a young doctor in and did not interrupt the conversation between the two. He just moved the brocade box to a side table for inspection.

Mu Zhao glanced up casually.

The brocade box was opened, revealing rows of incense sticks as thick as a finger.

As soon as you opened the box, you could smell a refreshing fragrance, and even Lu Qian couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

Physician Fang Mingli is one of the doctors in the Xuanping Marquis Mansion. In recent years, he has been following the prince for medical consultation at any time.

He couldn't help but take a sip of the delicate fragrance, picked up one of the incense sticks and tested it again and again. "It looks like an ordinary incense stick, but it smells very unusual."

Fang Mingli turned to look at the Crown Prince with a serious look on his face, "My subordinates suggest that the Crown Prince should not use it."

Mu Shizi originally disliked these foreign objects.

He was born in the army and was very strict in running the army. He hated the appearance of such fancy things in the army, which detracted from his will and disturbed his military morale.

I was impatient to use it myself, so I asked Fang Mingli to test it, also wanting to know if there was anything fishy about the incense stick.

After hearing what Fang Mingli said, he nodded casually and asked someone to throw the incense to the warehouse.

Lu Qian, however, looked puzzled, "Did King Liang send this incense just to make the prince's errands go more smoothly? If so, then it would be more practical and helpful to give the prince a hundred stones of rice and food."

"Or is this incense itself worth more than a hundred shi of rice grain?"

Mu Zhao frowned slightly and called Changqing, "Let Changzhi arrange for someone to secretly investigate the origin of this incense stick."

Lu Qian took the remaining account books from his hands and said with a faint smile, "Huaizhi, you have a rest in the afternoon. I will take care of these. Don't worry about it."

(End of this chapter)