Fragrance Beauty

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An Rujin smiled slightly, and Qingli's face calmly said, "Where did Jieyu's mother say that?"

Chen Jiechi stepped forward, with a smile: "Isn't it? You put Qing Ping in the palace, just to torture her? Don't you want to take it for yourself? But Madam Jing, you are so stupid. Because Everyone will stare at her. "

"Jie Ting's mother-in-law said that Qingping is suffering. I'm afraid I can't think of anything else. As for being stupid and not stupid, just care about your farts!" Changgui interjected with a smile.

Chen Jiechi's face changed, and then he sneered: "Changgui is still so articulate."

With one enemy and another being a quarrel, Chen Jiechi naturally would not be so stupid to stay and fight for your life. She said something coldly and took the maid with her.

When Changgui saw her leave, she couldn't help complaining to An Rujin: "Did you see it? This Chen Jiechi is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Look at it, she will take Qingping to trouble you."

An Rujin looked at Chen Jiechi's back, and smiled with a smile: "Then she must have the ability to make the world chaotic. Without this ability, how can one achieve her goal with only one mouth?"

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An Rujin returned to Yunzhu Palace with a lot of thoughts. She didn't expect to go to the palace today to ask An to meet Na Lanyun, but also met the long-awaited Mu Shenyi.

No, now it should be called Mu Zhuoyang Mu Yuanzheng-just after Na Lanyun officially recommended to the queen. An imperial imperial edict came down an hour later, and formally conferred Mu Zhuoyang as the president of the Tai Chi Hospital.

An Rujin's mind was chaotic, and he could not find a clue and walked slowly in Yunzhu Palace.

At this moment, Qingping was taking out a bucket of good frankincense and drying it under the garden.

The Yunzhu Palace has a lot of spices. Let's not mention the value of the ten pounds of exotic incense lost by the Qing family. A large number of gifts were given by the Emperor on weekdays, presented by the House of Commons, and given by Princess Yun, and the rest of the noble ladies in the palace.

Spices are not the same as ordinary things. They must be carefully guarded, and they should be ventilated and aired from time to time to prevent deterioration. And look at them to prevent loss.

Qing Ping sat alone in the shadow for a while. It's just early autumn and it's very hot.

There was fine sweat on her forehead.

An Rujin came over, and Qing Ping immediately stood up from the shadows to meet him.

An Rujin looked at the spices on the ground and said lightly, "Do you have any experience in the past few days?"

Qing Ping was dumbfounded at the hearing.

What else can I get from drying spices? In addition to being tired and hot, there are delicate palms with worn skin, and blisters on the feet. Is there anything else she can do to sublimate the incense?

No, not at all.

An Rujinsu gently stroked the spices of different thicknesses and slowly said, "The person making the fragrance needs to know what each spice looks like, what color it is, and a few minutes of drying is the most suitable."

"Xiang Tao is a cultivation of the heart. No matter how chaotic the outside world is, when you start to make incense, you forget yourself, everything in the world is abandoned. You can feel that every kind of spice is alive when you screen, select and grind "Each one has its own unique destiny and unique aroma."

An Rujin said softly. Qing Ping aside a long time ago.

She had never heard of these. Since she was a child, she has learned to make incense for hundreds of thousands and thousands of kinds of spices.

But no one ever said that to her.

Spices are alive, and they all have their own destiny.

Qing Ping's mind was confused, and there seemed to be something different going straight into her heart, setting off a huge storm.

Suddenly she asked, "Is this the secret to your victory?"

An Rujin faintly asked: "What's the secret?"

"You think of it as ... as if every kind is different." Qing Ping tried hard to say how she felt, but she became more confused.

Isn't every spice different? Is not this nonsensical? Why do you want to experience it again?

An Rujin clapped her hands and said, "If you understand so easily, you can already beat me."

She said with a pair of bright eyes fixedly looking at Qing Ping. She took a porcelain bottle out of her arms and handed it to her: "You smell it."

Qing Ping opened it and smelled it, slightly surprised: "This is the best Yaxiang. Where did Mrs. Jing get it? This Yaxiang is very old ... I am afraid that it is more than a hundred years old."

An Rujin answered the question: "Are you sure this is really a hundred-year-old cliff incense?"

"Of course." Qing Ping was a little displeased. "Although I lost to you. But I started identifying incense at the age of five. I am a master at discerning incense."

She has her confidence and pride. She failed in Shouwang's house because she was too disappointed. But it does not mean that she is weaker than An Rujin in the basic skill of identifying incense.

This is another obscure purpose she tried to enter the palace by every means. She just wanted to know what An Rujin had ever won on her way.

After listening to Qing Ping's words, An Rujin was silent for a long time.

Qingping couldn't help but said, "Don't you really be indistinguishable?"

An Rujin ignored her sarcastic words. Suddenly she asked, "If I let you smell the agarwood smell of a person, can you tell if it is this cliff fragrance?"

Qingping hesitated for a while before she said, "Well, it's a bit difficult, but it's not too difficult."

An Rujin said: "You will do one thing for me then."

"What is it?" Qing Ping asked.

An Rujin said something in her ear.

Qing Ping put down her heart and said, "Then this is simple. Wait for my news."

She paused, and turned back to An Rujin with a complex look: "If I had done it, would you teach me incense, and the wonder of Yunlong?"

An Rujin laughed: "Teach you and let you defeat me?"

Qingping bit her lower lip. Although she didn't say it, the firm meaning in her eyes was clear.

An Rujin sighed softly: "Okay, I teach you. Give you a chance to defeat me."

Qing Ping retreated with the spices. An Rujin looked at her back and sighed softly. Simple as Qing Ping is not terrible, what is terrible is the human heart behind her.

Princess Shou failed. As for Xiao Yingying, who knows what his idea was?

An Rujin returned to the temple but found no difference. She was puzzled as she walked into the inner temple and suddenly stiffened. I saw Xiao Yingzhang talking to Mu Shenyi in the temple.

Xiao Yingzhang saw An Rujin coming, with a smile on his face: "If you come here, Mu Shenyi can ask you for a pulse of peace."

An Rujin looked up at Mu Shenyi. I saw that he was still immortal, but he changed into the clothes of the Physician of the Taiyi Medical College, which was a little less immortal.

Mu Zhuoyang came to see Li, with a smile: "I saw Mrs. Jing in the Chinese Palace this morning, but I didn't have time to see Li."

An Rujin heard her voice very reluctantly: "Muyuan is serious."

She sat softly next to Xiao Yingying, staring at Mu Zhuoyang without blinking.

Had it not been for her conviction that she had no powerful eyeliner in Yunzhu Palace, she would have thought that Mu Zhuoyang was here intentionally.

Mu Zhuoyang grinned. If there was a deep glance at An Rujin in his eyes, he smiled at Xiao Yingzhang: "From the face, Mrs. Jing looks good, she has enough blood, and she has no major illness."

Xiao Ying was surprised: "Just look at it like this?"

Mu Zhuoyang laughed: "Wang Wenwenqiqie, the first is to hope. Both people and people's demeanor. Madam Jing looks good and has a red light on her face, which is no sign of illness."

Xiao Yingbi nodded: "Please ask Mu Shenyi to give Ai Fei a pulse of peace."

Mu Zhuoyang nodded, and immediately ordered the people below to prepare.

An Rujin did not know what Xiao Yingyi meant, and hesitated for a while: "Emperor, Chen Ye is not sick. Chen Ye has always been here to bring the pulse of peace."

Ever since she went to the Imperial Study Room that day, the two have become weird. For a day or two, Xiao Yingzhang didn't come to Yunzhu Palace. As for whether he went to Yaoyue Palace, he heard Qiu He said that the emperor had been handling political affairs in the Royal Study Room and Ganlu Hall.

Between the two ... she quietly frowned.

A big warm hand quietly held her hand. An Rujin looked up and saw Xiao Yingzhang looking at himself deeply.

An Rujin jumped heartily.

Xiao Yingzhang asked, "What are you thinking?"

An Rujin failed to make a smile. She lowered her head: "The courtier just wondered why the emperor wanted Mu Shenyi to take care of him."

Xiao Yingxun clenched her slender hands and said nothing for a long time.

Such a simple question, he felt one of the most difficult questions to answer in his lifetime.

For a long time, An Rujin heard his tone light: "It's nothing, I just want you to hurry and have another child for you."

An Rujin looked up suddenly. A scorching glow on her white and beautiful face could not help but burn it. From the ear to the cheek, it never stopped, spreading to the entire face.

Xiao Yingxuan bowed his head, and his deep eyes seemed to **** her in.

She heard him whisper: "Maybe everything is different with a child."

As soon as An Rujin asked, she asked. Mu Shenyi had cleaned his hands and smiled towards her.

I wonder if it was her illusion, she saw the smile in the eyes of Mu Shenyi's eyes so cold ...

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