Maybe too much had happened today, and the maid was a little nervous, and suddenly accidentally dropped the lid of the stove on the ground.

As soon as the Marquis of Xinling was about to go out, he walked over when he heard the sound, bent down to pick up the lid on the ground, and handed it to the maidservant.

"Be careful."

"Thank you, Master Hou." The maid's face was flushed, and she didn't dare to raise her head, it was the first time she was so close to the famous Marquis of Xinling, she didn't expect him to be so good.

He is worthy of being the most famous first son of the Seven Kingdoms.

"Is there incense in the stove?" Marquis Xinling suddenly asked.

The maidservant hurriedly said, "Back to the Hou Ye, I haven't had time to bring it yet." ”

The incense used by the little master has always been a special high-quality incense, which is specially kept by Qingtong, and no one else is qualified to touch it.

"She fell into the water today, she was cold and frightened, ordinary incense may be useless, here is a calming agarwood, put it in first." The Marquis of Xinling said, and took out a piece of jet-black agarwood, even if ordinary people saw it, they knew that it was a high-grade product.

"This ......" The maid didn't dare to use it indiscriminately, although it was something given by the Marquis of Xinling, but she still needed to ask Sister Qingtong.

"It's okay, you go out first, Ben Hou is here, she will come out in a while, Ben Hou will naturally explain."

"Yes." When the maidservant heard this, this was the best, and hurriedly withdrew.

Marquis Xinling opened the lid of the stove and put the piece of agarwood into a small compartment specially placed for incense, and soon, curling white smoke slowly rose.

An indescribable fragrance permeated the room.

"If it's you, you can't escape ......" a chuckle spilled from his thin lips.

****

After taking a hot bath and changing into clean clothes, Chongkui breathed a sigh of relief, walked from the bathroom to the room, and as soon as he sat down, he frowned faintly.

"Qingtong." She opened her mouth, just as Qingtong came in with a hot ginger soup.

"What does the little master command?"

"Has the incense been changed? What incense did you order today? "Chongkui's keen insight will not let her miss any subtle loopholes.

This incense was different from what she had always smelled before.

Although it smells better than before, it ...... I always feel weird.

"It's changed." Qingtong put the ginger soup in her hand and said with a smile, "This is the agarwood left by the Marquis of Xinling, which is to suppress the fright and drive away the cold to the little master, the Marquis of Xinling is really a good person, and he said before leaving that he would come to visit the little master in two days." ”

Qingtong chattered endlessly, Chongkui had already stood up, walked to the incense burner, opened the lid, and saw a black agarwood, which had already burned a small part.

Agarwood ......

Why did he leave a piece of agarwood?

If you give her a fright to ward off the cold, there are all kinds of pills.

Fang just said that he wanted to treat her, but after she refused, he left agarwood......

Although she can't find a reason to be wrong, Chongaoi's intuition has always been very sensitive, and she has a bad premonition.

Wow -

She didn't drink a single bowl of ginger soup, and she poured it all down, extinguishing the agarwood.

"Little master, what are you doing here?" Qingtong was stunned, and hurriedly walked over and closed the lid of the incense burner to avoid the heat and white smoke from hurting her.

"Open the windows everywhere to let in the air, it's too stuffy." Chongkui handed the bowl to Qingtong and pushed open a window to let the wind blow in from outside.

Qingtong looked at her, she really couldn't understand her actions, the little master used to hate opening the window the most, usually it's fine, the doors and windows are closed.