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Chapter 424 Give You a Boil of Fragrance

"I'm pretty?" The man approached the woman step by step, his voice was so sweet that it made the ears burn.

The woman sniffed the delicious fragrance in the air, her face was intoxicated, "It smells so good!"

The man was slightly taken aback, speechless by her jumping-off temper, and then slightly bent his lips, "It's the fragrance of the Seven-Colored God Tree."

"Oh, no wonder it smells so good." The woman peeped at the Seven-Colored God Tree with her dimpled eyes, obviously playing tricks on it.

The man saw her thoughts at a glance, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth with a pleasant smile, "Want?"

"Yeah." The woman nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

He suppressed a smile, turned around and picked a branch, and handed it to her, "Can you make incense?"

The woman raised her hand and was about to pick it up, but she put it down in frustration, "No."

She only knows how to eat, drink, have fun, and practice.

The man twirled the branch in his hand, "I'll help you make incense, you can find a way to sneak out to get it next time."

"Okay!" The woman raised her head, her smile was brighter than the sun.

The woman hesitated, "Then, what can I do for you?"

She can't take other people's things for nothing.

The man said casually: "I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I think about it."

"Okay," the woman quickly added, "It can't be too difficult, I'm afraid I can't do it well."

The man fixedly looked at her, "You must be able to do it."

The woman returned to the cave happily, and she had no intention of practicing, she rested her chin on the stone table in a daze, "Ah, I forgot to ask his name, I must thank him well later."

"Thank you?" The master came in from the outside.

The woman stood up in fright, "Master, why are you back?"

The master knew at a glance that she must be naughty again, "Did you steal the master's wine again?"

"No," the woman said confidently, "Panpan really didn't steal wine this time."

The master glanced at her, sat down without saying anything.

Pan flattered and poured water for the master, "Master, you seem to be quite busy recently?"

The master was also a little puzzled when he mentioned this matter, "I don't know what happened to the emperor recently, and arranged so many things for me?"

Pan Xixi smiled, "Hehe, it shows that the master is a capable person."

The master gave her a light look, and repeated the old saying, "You, practice hard, and you must not slack off..."

"I'm the most talented person in the clan, and I'm the one who carries all the hopes." Pan pouted displeasedly, "I've heard what Master said for tens of thousands of years."

"It's good that you know it, and practice hard." The master drank a cup of tea and went on to work again.

Pan took the branch and drew circles on the ground, "If you ask Master, Master must know who he is?"

But she never asked.

The emperor returned to the palace with the branch of the colorful sacred tree, and the attendants hurried over to take it, but the emperor avoided it, "Go down."

At the order of the emperor, they filed out.

A puff of colorful smoke rises from the exquisite and small incense burner. The emperor sits cross-legged by the incense burner, holding the clip with his slender fingers, concentrating on refining the incense.

The little things like making incense were always done by the maids around the emperor. At this moment, they were already shaking with fright, wondering whether the emperor was dissatisfied with the incense they made.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Pan took a colorful glass bottle, opened it and smelled it, and quickly closed it preciously.

The emperor saw that he was hiding so preciously next to his body, his black eyes were bent, and his cold brows softened.

　Emperor is Qin Jin, Qin Jin, Qin Jin

　　
　
(End of this chapter)