Chapter Twenty-Five: Thinking of a Youth
Song Zhen swallowed the teasing words back into his stomach, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Despite his cynicism, the stern look on Lu Ji's face told him that now was not the time.
Besides, he still has big things to do, how can he be deducted as a concubine?
Lu Ji really handed him the silk.
"You sniff. ”
Song Zhen glanced at him.
When is he?
Although he was ashamed, Song Zhen reluctantly took it and put it under his nose and sniffed it.
It's hard to disobey the teacher's order.
He stopped for a long time.
"How's that?" Lu Ji asked.
"There is an aroma. Song Zhendao.
"What is the aroma?" Lu Ji asked again.
This person, why is his temperament so slow at this time?
Song Zhen turned the silk over, closed his eyes and carefully identified it, and slowly said, "Stack incense, chicken tongue incense...... Sandalwood, musk...... Is it Princess Shouyang?"
Originally, he was just going to let him try it without hope, but he didn't expect him to really disappoint her.
It seems that in addition to medicine and floral art, he also knows a lot about spices.
"What about the other than these?" Lu Ji happily knocked on the kang table and prompted, "Those are weaker flavors." ”
Although the aroma in Zhongcui Palace is heavy, after all, he has only stayed for half an hour, and there is the aroma in Chuxiu Palace to interfere...... I don't know if Song Zhen can recognize it.
"Dragon's brain...... Agilawood...... And ......"
Song Zhen opened his eyes suddenly.
"What?" Lu Ji's eyes widened as well, waiting for him to continue.
"There's a floral scent. Song Zhen said, "But it's very faint and unrecognizable." ”
"Is it Mu Dan?" Lu Ji asked.
She didn't think so. Although Song Zhen said that Mu Dan had been in bloom for two days, judging by her sense of smell, the fragrance of yesterday's flowers was completely different from today's.
If it was deliberately changed, wanting to create the illusion that what was released yesterday was also a mudan flower, then the person's scheming was inevitably too heavy.
"Probably not. Song Zhen closed his eyes and sniffed again, before he said cautiously.
Lu Ji lowered his eyes and thought twice.
Previously, the Queen Mother inexplicably sent someone to search Chu Xiu Palace, but she suspected that it was just a bluff, so that she could leave herself in the position of the judge to identify herself or someone else.
It is said that the most poisonous woman's heart, and the queen mother has always been ruthless, and it is not impossible to poison her niece.
But later when she went to Zhongcui Palace, she saw that the Queen Mother seemed to be sincere, and the fragrance of the flowers suddenly changed, which made her feel even more suspicious, so she suspected that someone else had poisoned the flowers.
Who is it?Butterfly Wax Cloud?Or Queen Mother?Or ...... Bai Jin'er: It can't be Feng Shaoyi and Mei Honeysuckle, right?
But whether it is the Queen Mother or others, she can't figure out the motive behind this.
"The emperor is here. Honoka came in and said.
Lu Ji was startled, and the silk didn't have time to be stuffed into his sleeve, but Song Zhen knocked over the teacup with a bang.
Lu Ji quickly handed the silk to Lingge to wipe the water marks on the table.
The response is really fast. Lu Ji praised him in his heart.
It seems that it has really become a private teaching. Song Zhen raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Zhiyin had already raised his feet and came in, and the people in the room saluted calmly.
"Doctor Song is here?" Zhao Zhiyin took her hand, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Lu Ji shook his head and smiled: "I didn't sleep well last night, and I have a little dizziness today, which is not in the way." ”
The matter did not come to light, and she did not plan to sue Zhao Zhiyin.
Song Zhen had already quickly written down a prescription and handed it to Ling Ge, "The little master is just suffering from a little cold, just take a few medicines." ”
Zhao Zhiyin frowned.
Last night, that group of mothers-in-law and father-in-law came to make trouble, didn't they sleep well?
Song Zhen said goodbye after two sentences.
"Lingge, you wash the silk and change it to a new pot of tea. Lu Ji commanded.
What's the matter? Doctor Song still drank tea?
Zhao Zhiyin looked at the two teacups on the table.
What have they been talking about for so long?
Lu Ji said with a smile: "Listening to the chess, he was in a hurry, and Imperial Doctor Song didn't have time to drink saliva." ”
That's right, too. What's wrong with a cup of tea?
Zhao Zhiyin laughed at his cautious eyes.
"What about listening to the chess book?" Speaking of listening to chess, Zhao Zhiyin felt a little strange, "Why aren't you here today?"
"Honeysuckle pestered the waiter to teach her to embroider a purse, and I let Tingqi go," Lu Ji smiled, "It saves her from being an old 'Song Imperial Doctor' and a 'Song Imperial Doctor' short." ”
Zhao Zhiyin also smiled. Listening to the chess elder pestering Imperial Doctor Song, he also heard about it.
Ling Ge held the lacquer plate and brought new tea.
"You're called Lingge instead?" Zhao Zhiyin asked, watching her put a new purple sand teacup in front of him.
Ling Ge replied with a smile while pouring tea: "The little master gave it to you." ”
"The smoke is low on the waves, and the moon is down. Zhao Zhiyin groaned, raising his eyebrows and smiling.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Ji was puzzled.
"Do you want to go home?" Zhao Zhiyin took a sip of tea.
Lu Ji smiled, "'The rippling Mulan boat, the man in the boat is a young man. I prefer those two sentences. ”
Think of the boy.
Zhao Zhiyin's brows moved slightly.
She's really unabashed.
Lu Ji looked at him with a smile.
Why don't you say you're the boy?" her sparkling eyes seemed to say.
Zhao Zhiyin lowered his eyes, and his long black eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.
He may not be.
"Has the emperor gone up to see Wang Jieyu?" Lu Ji asked.
"Not yet," Zhao Zhiyin put down the teaglass, "and when we have dinner, we will call Mei Cainu to go with us." ”
It seems that she is afraid that she will carry this pot alone for too long. Lu Ji thought with relief.
"Why don't you go to Xianfu Palace for dinner tonight?" she said with a smile.
Zhao Zhiyin looked at her.
Her smile was so bright, it seemed clear and pure.
You can laugh when you are wronged, you can laugh when you take revenge on others, and you can laugh when you deliberately hide it.
She obviously has a lot of things hidden in her heart.
Is her smile still believable?
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"Didn't the mourning family say it? No need for Lu Baolin to come. The Queen Mother glanced at them angrily.
Wang Erhan already had the strength, leaning on the embroidered pillow at the head of the bed, and couldn't wait to tell Lu Ji to get out immediately.
But Zhao Zhiyin was here, and she decided to restrain her temper.
Lu Ji didn't speak, just stared at the flower goblet on the red sandalwood carved square table.
Changed again. This time it tastes the same as last night's. Intense aroma.
Is a white and flawless flower full of sin?
Zhao Zhiyin said coldly: "I asked them to come." ”
Mei Honeysuckle seemed to sense that the atmosphere in the room was wrong, and she didn't dare to speak.
"The concubine came because she was worried that the Queen Mother was busy taking care of Wang Jieyu," Lu Ji lowered her head and said, "I forgot to find out the murderer behind it." ”
She's going to strike first.
The Queen Mother has not moved today, neither talking about investigating the case, nor coming to trouble her.
Or, it's her own mastermind.
Or, she wants to keep the initiator.
No matter which one it is, she thinks Wang Erhan is too pitiful.
So she had to find out.
The Queen Mother was calm, waved her hand and said, "No need, the mourning family has already found out." ”
Lu Ji frowned, Zhao Zhiyin hugged his hands, Bai Jin'er covered his mouth, and Wang Erhan stared.
Mei Rongdong didn't know anything about this before, but now seeing this tense situation, she was so nervous that she could only keep shaking the teacup in her hand.
"Who hurt Sister Han'er?" Bai Jin'er asked, with three points of grief and seven points of confusion.
The Queen Mother waved her hand, and Aunt Shuyu on the side said in a deep voice: "Bring someone here." ”