Fragrance Beauty

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An Rujin emerged from Shang Bao, and the day has reached heaven. The sun in the sky was too dazzling. She felt a little dizzy, so she found a clean place and sat for a while.

Yuan Xi still cried with a crying voice. So unprepared but so real.

"Mrs. Jing, you don't know. Shang Baojian has begun to act secretly since a few years before the emperor. There are no 100 or 50 wills to go out of Shang Baojian every year. These intentions are passed by the emperor The hand of Gong Shao around him. The slave class was too low at the time and didn't know the inside story. "

"Really, it wasn't the slave who shrugged off the dead. If the imperial edict was to be investigated, it would also be a beheading to kill the nine groups. Shang Baojian listened to the father of Shao Gong from top to bottom. Otherwise, some of the Shang Baojian The emperor's jade is in the hands of the palace magistrate, how could it be kept here ... "

Yuanxi desperately scratched her head: "Mrs. Jing, you have pity on the slaves. The slaves are not stable here. I'm afraid that the past things will come up. All this is the evil done by the old thief of Shao Gong."

Father Shao? The **** next to the emperor who was **** by Jin Cheng. He had already been executed. Besides, how could a deep palace **** be related to the Fu family far away?

If Yuan Xi said that the fake imperial edicts of the Fu family were really handled by Shao Gong. It must have been someone who dealt with the Fu family deliberately. Shao Gonggong was just a pawn.

That question is coming again. Who is the master behind Gong Shao? Does anyone know? The dead would not speak again, would the clue be broken again when they looked at it?

Fu Ying and Shao Gong are pawns? So who is the hand pushing the pieces? And is Xiao Yinghuan passing by on the night of the Fu family copy home, is it related to the Fu family?

How can he be loyal to her and let Fu Ying go to question?

Who is the culprit behind the murder of the Fu family?

This one by one becomes more and more complicated. Something must be her unsolved mystery hidden somewhere waiting for her to solve

...

An Rujin felt his head hurt. She closed her eyes, and the sun shone on her eyes. As if in her ears, she heard the squeal of the wind behind that night, and a wailing cry in the dark prison.

She slowly clenched her palm. The long fingernails are embedded in the palm, so it hurts.

"Jingruo idle flowers shine in the water, moving like a willow to help the wind." A lazy voice suddenly heard behind him.

At the same time, a familiar strange fragrance pours into the nose.

An Rujin suddenly froze behind, and slowly turned back. Under the wisteria trellis not far behind, stood Xiao Yingxuan, who had a lifetime of purple clothes.

Sunlight darts through the leaves and hits his face.

Half of the shadows and half of the bright, make his face more enchanting.

An Ru Jinding looked at him. He appeared again. The palace is so large that he occasionally dangles in front of his eyes, and if he happens to meet her, he doesn't believe it at all.

Xiao Yingzhang looked at her with a smile, and walked slowly to her.

"His Royal Highness Qi." An Rujin faintly saluted.

Xiao Yingzhang looked at her with a smile, and her dark eyes were full of jokes: "Should I call Anshang Palace, or Madam Jing?"

An Rujin calmly said, "His Royal Highness is at will."

Xiao Yingzhang looked up and down on An Rujin's palace costume. The scarlet palace dresses the female officer's uniforms against her overly white uniforms, which had a strange beauty. Because of the different people wearing it, this grand and somewhat dull palace dress re-glowed, and it was dare not to profane.

Xiao Yingying glanced at the strange light, as if it was the first time he saw An Rujindingding watching her.

An Rujin was uncomfortable with his overly naked eyes. She froze, "Is there anything wrong with Your Highness?"

Xiao Ying chuckled abruptly: "Can't you see Mrs. Jing without anything?"

An Rujin sneered, but her face remained calm: "His Royal Highness would laugh and laugh." She boldly met his gaze and smiled with smile: "Is Your Royal Highness good? Is n’t it a serious injury? How many days can I do Coming up? "

Xiao Yingxi smiled: "I didn't expect Mrs. Jing to care about solitude so much. Solitude was really touched. Speaking of Gu, it turned out that Anshang Palace was not a stubborn stone, but a peerless jade."

An Rujin was impatient and played a puzzle with him and smiled sneer: "Since Your Highness is fine, please forgive Ru Jin to return to the palace."

She had just moved her steps, and before her eyes darkened, Xiao Yingying's handsome smiley face stopped in front of her.

An Rujin almost couldn't help but hit him, and even more disgusted to see this. She was about to scold her arm tightly, and Xiao Yingdi held her arm.

He chuckled: "One thing Mrs. Jing needs to help."

An Rujin wanted to break free of his restraint, but when she looked up, she saw Xiao Yingying's gloomy eyes floating with a strange cold light.

She was shocked: "What the **** is it?"

Xiao Ying chuckled and slowly let go of her hand: "One thing that is not small but not small but very important. If it is done, you and I will always resent one's grievances, and I won't blame you if you can't be alone. What?

An Rujin hesitated to look at Xiao Yingying in front of him, not knowing whether to respond.

...

Night came.

Xiao Yingzhang was busy with a day's affairs and drove Yuzhang back to Ganlu Hall.

The night wind in May had the enthusiasm of the summer, and he was sweating along the way. However, because I was still thinking about the affairs of the court, I didn't feel so hot until then.

He stepped down from the palace and looked up suddenly to find that the Ganlu Temple today is a little different. Quietly around, the palace lanterns hung high, and it seemed to be the same every day.

When he couldn't tell what it was like, he stepped into the Hall of Ganlu. Female officials and court ladies hurriedly greeted.

Xiao Yingyi subconsciously swept through the crowd without seeing familiar people. He couldn't help asking: "What about Jin?"

As soon as this was said, he hesitated. He found that she had never called her name so close. The women in the palace looked at him awkwardly and laughed.

The palace girl said: "The emperor forgot, Mrs. Jing is listening to the Wind Pavilion."

An Rujin was named a palace magistrate, and she was given a wife Yu Jing to become Mrs. Jing. This transcendental status no longer required to wait for Yuqian every night. Xiao Yingzhang forgot about it.

Xiao Yingxun's face became increasingly unnatural. He found that he had forgotten to give the cabinet.

Seeing that he hadn't ordered him yet, the palace lady asked, "Are the emperor going to tell Madam Jing to come?"

Xiao Yingji nodded, but soon he shook his head and said, "No need. Please go by yourself."

The maiden's eyes showed envy. I am afraid there are few concubines who can make the emperor so concerned.

Xiao Yingzhang slowly walked to Tingfeng Pavilion.

On the dark blue night, there were a few scattered stars, and the moon had risen to midair. The night wind whistled, with the breath of grass and trees in summer and day.

The loft in front of it stood in the night, and there were huge palace lights hanging on the eaves of the octagonal palace.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt terribly deserted here.

The beautiful lady in the high tower alone guards the sky at night, will she wait for him to step on the moonlight? He hesitated for a while.

Pushing open the heavy cabinet door, a familiar scent came out. The restless heart settled in an instant. He looked and suddenly laughed.

I saw in the grand hall, a white figure softly leaned on the incense cage and slept past.

There was also a row of incense utensils and incense making utensils, incense knives, scoops, incense holders ... and scattered spices beside her. She leaned on the incense cage, her long black hair spread behind her, and meandered on the mat.

Ink hair dangled to reveal the side of her half defying Sai Xue, and long curly eyelashes cast a small shadow on the thin face.

The beauty in her sleep was so thrilling.

Xiao Yingjun couldn't help but walk to her side. He saw her holding a scented bottle in her hand and couldn't help picking it up and smelling it. A strange smell came, and he stunned slightly.

This incense ...

The people around moved, An Rujin woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw Xiao Ying's side, rubbing her eyes and hurriedly saluting.

"No need to be polite." Xiao Yingzhen held her arm, handed the incense bottle and asked, "What kind of fragrance is this?"

An Rujin looked at the incense bottle in his hand, his heart frowning slightly. She lowered her head. "This is Linglong."

"Linglongxiang?" Xiao Yingzheng became interested. "Smelling smell. Why haven't you ordered it? Or have you used it and forgotten it?"

"Used." An Rujin took the scented bottle and closed the cap. She raised a pair of dark water eyes and whispered, "It's just that the emperor forgot."

Xiao Yingzheng was intrigued: "Why did you forget it? Try it. The aroma is very elegant and I like it very much."

An Rujin took the bottle, but she didn't know how to turn her wrist, and the bottle disappeared for nothing in her palm.

Xiao Ying froze. An Rujin smiled slightly, flipped the palm again, and the porcelain vase just appeared magically again.

"What kind of work is this?" Xiao Yingdi's exhaustion just disappeared.

An Rujin opened the porcelain bottle and poured out a fragrant pill, and put it into the incense burner. As she filled the ash, she said, "It's just an inconspicuous effort. It was Ru Jin who found a master Tsing Yi in order to practice his wrists flexibly.

A faint scent of calmness came, Xiao Yingying leaned on the cushion and looked at the shadow in the fragrant mist. Somehow the tiredness of his whole body made him drowsy.

An Rujin turned around and was about to change his clothes. Suddenly, her waist was tight, and she had fallen into a large and warm arms.

She looked up and met those deep eyes.

Xiao Yingxuan looked at her for a long time: "It's hard, right?"