Fragrance Beauty

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An Rujin bowed his head and replied, "This is the Hexiang that Gongzhong received this year."

Princess Prince Jing smiled, her eyes applauded: "Rarely, Mrs. Jing has the heart."

She only exaggerated in such a sentence and concentrated on joking with Princess Yun. An Rujin was used to the work of palm incense, so she tested the temperature of incense. She turned her hands lightly, her movements were elegant and pleasing, and she was pleasing to the eye as she danced.

Princess Jing was still talking to Princess Yun in the beginning, but later she was deeply attracted by An Rujin.

She has never seen anyone do this. An Ru Jinqi is restless, elegant and demure, and the movement of incense can be seen in every movement. This feeling is very mysterious, as if she is the incarnation of incense, and her clear face gradually fades.

Quiet in the mission room. After An Rujin Fengxiang was finished, Shi Li was ready to leave.

Prince Qing suddenly said, "I'll ask Madam Jing for a while."

An Rujin smiled slightly and bowed his head: "Don't dare to be. Wait for the Prince to drive."

She left quietly after speaking.

The prince Jing Jing watched her figure leave, it took a long time for her to return. She turned back and asked Mrs. Yun with a smile: "That's right, where did we say that?"

...

An Rujin walked out of the propaganda room, and the Taoist temple was exquisite in front of him. Qiu He whispered quietly.

An Rujin nodded, his eyes darkened: "It's just coming."

Qiu He whispered: "When will Mrs. Jing meet?"

An Rujin said lightly: "Not in a hurry."

When she says she is not in a hurry, she is really in a hurry. Qiu He helped her Yu Youyou to enjoy the scenery in the Qingxu conception. Buddhism prevailed in the dynasty, but Taoism was not excluded. Therefore, the fragrance of Qingxu is flourishing every year, and it has been repeatedly expanded.

An Rujin finished reading it intentionally, but was so tired that he was sweating halfway.

Qiu He wiped his sweat and said, "Hey, this view is really big. I don't know how these priests clean it every time. Isn't it exhausting?"

An Rujin laughed: "You, care about sweeping all day, so how do you care about sweeping such a beautiful scenery?"

She had just finished speaking, and there was a hint of thought on her face. Qiu He noticed her abnormal look and asked, "Mrs. Jing, what's wrong?"

An Rujin turned his head silent for a while and then asked, "Did you smell anything?"

Qiu He sniffed in the air and shook her head: "No."

"No, there is a very strange fragrance." An Rujin said flatly, smelling again in the air, his face revealing deep thought. There is a faint, if any, fragrance in the fresh air.

The fragrance should be sandalwood but not unusual sandalwood. The aroma is long and unbroken. If it is stylish, elegant, lingering. This incense ...

Her eyes lit up immediately. She is a good perfumer, and naturally she also loves perfume. The rare treasure may not be as pleasant as a surprise to her in her eyes.

This is why last time, Xiao Yingzheng attracted her attention with the exotic sesame oil quenching method.

An Rujin stood up in search of incense and left. Qiu He was inexplicable and had to keep up. An Rujin stopped and stopped, sometimes taking a few quick steps, and sometimes suddenly stopped. Qiuhe was not as good at discerning incense as her, but the aroma gradually became stronger along the way, and she also smelled the unusual aroma.

The two went all the way, looking all the way. After leaving half a cup of tea, the aroma suddenly broke.

An Rujin's face showed disappointment: "Is the incense burning out?"

Qiu He was also disappointed: "Yeah. This incense should be incense. Otherwise it is impossible to pass so far."

An as Jin Jin. Qiu He advised: "Mrs. Jing, let's go back. Don't forget the big event."

An Rujin suddenly looked at a gray building in the distance and asked, "Where is it?"

Qiu He looked for a long time: "Is it from a Tibetan scripture?"

Along the way, they passed many Tibetan sutras. This pavilion looks like it hasn't been seen for a long time.

An Rujin shook his head: "Not like."

When Qiu He was trying to ask what wasn't the same, An Rujin was heading towards the humble pavilion. Qiu He had no choice but to keep up.

When An Rujin stepped on this pavilion, the old, disrepaired wooden board under his feet made a "creak" sound. It was quiet all around, it was daylight but it was as gloomy as a ghost.

Qiu He pulled An Rujin anxiously: "Mrs. Jing, let's ... go. There doesn't seem to be anyone here."

An Rujin glanced quickly at the pavilion, raised the skirt and immediately went up the stairs to the concealed door. Qiu He had no choice but to follow up boldly.

In the pavilion, the surroundings grew darker. The shelves are filled with dusty books, some even have spider silk. The bright sunshine outside seems to be another world.

Sunlight seemed to come in here, and there was a pungent, musty smell all around.

Qiu He couldn't help it: "Mrs. Jing, let's go. No one can be here. That incense is impossible ..."

Before she finished, An Rujin had pushed her hand away and moved to the second floor.

With a squeak, she pushed open a door to the attic. Qiu Heyan's words came to an abrupt end. I saw that the attic was cleaned cleanly. There were two futons.

There is also a four-legged gold incense burner in the middle of the futon.

All Qiuhe's words fell into her throat. As a former maiden of history, even if she didn't have to look at it, she knew that the gold incense burner in front of her was different.

Huang Chengcheng glows with luster, the entire incense burner is in the shape of a lotus flower, and the complex golden dragon clouds are carved around it, each dragon is lifelike. The top of the censer was also inlaid with a ruby ​​like a dove's egg.

The whole incense burner was very expensive but majestic.

An Rujin said nothing, opened the incense burner, and a scent of fragrant strange smell came out. Yes, it's this aroma!

The look in her eyes was complicated: "It's the best Yaxiang."

Qiu He was startled: "Yaxiang ?! Agar? It turned out to be this kind of fragrance?"

An Rujin's face gradually became serious. She waved her hand: "Go back."

Qiu He was anxious: "Mrs. Jing ?! I ..."

"Go back." An Rujin explored the incense burner.

Yu Wen was still on the censer. She slowly said: "This man has left the effort of half a cup of tea. I was afraid he would return."

Qiu He hesitated: "Mrs. Jing, let's go quickly. There may be some resting place for VIPs. Let us not disturb him."

She was very low-spirited. Because the places where noble and noble people rest in the Qingxuan conception are in the side courtyard. It is neglected here, there is only one clean room, and it is clear that those who burn incense here do not want to be disturbed.

An Rujin put a little powder on the tip of his nose and sniffed. She closed her eyes as if to remember the aroma in her heart.

For a long time, she looked complicated: "Who is it anyway? I'm curious."

At this moment, I don't know where a strange noise came from. An Rujin stood up sharply. Qiu He somehow had the courage to grab her arm and hurried downstairs.

An Rujin was dragged a few steps worse than her. She wanted to call Qiu He to stop. But Qiu He was very determined to drag her out of this strange building without looking back.

The two went straight for a long time before they stopped panting.

Qiu He gasped: "Mrs. Jing, don't explore these secrets. I don't want to put you in danger again."

An Rujin settled down and said for a long time: "However, some secrets will be found even if you don't want to provoke."

Qiuhe has something to say, An Rujin has laughed: "Although I can't see that person today, I have gained something."

Qiu He stopped talking, and finally asked nothing and returned to the temple where Princess Yun was resting.

...

The Prince of Peace had rested in the courtyard arranged for her. There was a slight fatigue on Tai Fei Yun's face. When she saw An Rujin coming back, she asked casually, "Where has my son gone? The princess also asked before leaving."

An Rujin remembered the weird strange fragrance and the incense burner of unknown origin.

She laughed: "Nothing, went out and walked. I didn't expect to go far and almost lost my way."

Mrs. Yun didn't care. She said: "We will rest in Ronghua Temple for a while, and return to the palace tomorrow."

An Rujin smiled: "Okay. But Princess Jing Jing said she wanted her daughter to discuss the incense with her, this ..."

Tai Fei Yun said: "Then you will go again in the afternoon."

At this time, the vegetarian food arranged in the concept came up, and An Rujin began to wait for Princess Yun to eat. After the rest, Yun Fei was much better and began to talk.

She said, "Speaking of, Ai's family hasn't seen Princess Qing Jing in five or six years. I didn't expect to meet her today."

An Rujin asked: "I heard that Prince Jing's original wife, Princess Jing, died long ago, this ..."

Mrs. Yun's face changed slightly and she asked, "How do you know?"

An Rujin said, "My daughter inquired when Shicai went out."

Mrs. Yun avoided her deep-seated expression, admonishing: "Don't inquire about it in the future. If you want to know what to ask the sad family."

"Yes." An Rujin agreed.

Mrs. Yun used lunch for a rest as usual. An Rujin left the mission room, which quietly attracted Qiu He. She whispered something to Qiuhe.

Qiu He nodded quietly and took her to the place where the Prince of Peace rested.

An Rujin got there and was led to a quiet publicity room. After a long time, footsteps came from outside.

A dark shadow stood quietly in the declaration room. His waist was slightly slumped, and he looked quite old. He stood in the shadows and couldn't see his face clearly.

But in the dimness of the room, An Rujin could feel his eyes as sharp as a hawk.

"Say, what does Madam Jing want to say?" Heiying's voice was hoarse and old but impatient.

An Rujin smiled slightly: "Nothing. I just want to do business with the old prince."

"Huh!" Hei Ying sneered politely: "You are just a concubine who hasn't entered Jiuyi. What qualifications do you want to do with the Prince?

An Rujin didn't say a word, smiled and took something out of her arms and put it in front of her eyes.

Her voice was quiet like water: "This token is enough?"