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Mrs. Han simply closed her eyes and recuperated, rubbing the Buddha beads in her hand, and kept chanting the Buddha name to pray for Han Moyang.

"Old lady!"

A woman wearing a honey-colored shirt, a red eight-panel Luo skirt, and a dark gold veil walked in from outside the door with a smile.

She was holding a delicate incense box in her hand, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw the kneeling Mrs. Han, who was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly handed the incense box in her hand to the maid beside her. Fang just lifted the hem of his skirt and was about to kneel behind Mrs. Han.

"It's Hongqi here......" As soon as Mrs. Han spoke, Xia He, the maid beside her, immediately glanced at Dongmei, the maid next to Mrs. Han, and stepped forward herself, and she had to help up Mrs. Han, who had been kneeling.

Seeing this, Dongmei hurriedly picked up Mrs. Han, bowed her head and stood aside, bowing her head and saying nothing.

After all, Mrs. Han is also old, and she is dizzy when she kneels for a while. She threw a grateful glance at her daughter who had just entered the door behind her, Han Mochen's sister, "Han Hongqi".

Hongqi, as the name suggests, is like a good red Qiluo, born bewitching and charming, with a face that is clearly similar to Mrs. Han, but I don't know where to add that charm. As a result, Mrs. Han's beauty has become a coquettish appearance in her own daughter's appearance.

"In this house, this child Hongqi can make my old wife happy."

As soon as Mrs. Han said this, everyone in the room immediately held their breath, and Mrs. Han was even more ashamed.

Hongqi signaled Mrs. Han with her eyes that she didn't need to panic, smiled slightly, and reached out to beckon the maid who was holding the incense box just now.

"Grandmother-" She personally held the incense box, and this prolonged call made Mrs. Han's heart feel as if it had been soaked in honey.

"Good boy, why have I lost some weight these days?" Old Madam Han smiled at this time, took Hongqi's hand and asked, and everyone in the room couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's not like staying up late to make this incense for you." Hongqi pouted, replied with a smile, and gently opened the gilded lotus petal entwined incense box, and the dark fragrance suddenly floated in the house. In the honey-colored box, there were two small purple incense pills.

Old Madam Han nodded, looked at the golden duck incense burner over there and said, "It's good to have this incense, you smell it, my house is almost ...... smoked by them."

Mrs. Han's face was full of shame, so she bent her knees and made a blessing and whispered, "Mother, my daughter-in-law has retired." ”

Old Madam Han nodded, not bothering to deal with her at all.

Hongqi watched Mrs. Han leave, and the smile on her face did not change in the slightest.

She first put her slender jade hand next to the golden duck incense burner to test the temperature, the furnace wall was warm, she peeked at Mrs. Han sideways, and quietly opened the hollow lid on the back of the golden duck incense burner, sure enough, the old incense cake in the furnace still exudes a rich aroma.

"You smell it, is there no fragrance at all?" On the Luohan bed, Mrs. Han shook her head dissatisfiedly, "They all bullied me for getting old......

"You are old and strong, don't you believe you look at this room full of people, which one has your nose spirit?" Hongqi skillfully removed the mica compartment, reached out to take the incense from the handmaid's hand, and said to Mrs. Han with a smile.

"Just your little mouth is sweet, it's like smeared honey all day long!" Old Madam Han smiled and stretched out her hand to point at Hongqi, casually leaning on a few cases on the Luohan bed, and Xia He beside her hurriedly stepped forward to put a brocade pillow on her.

In the furnace, the fine and soft incense ash was played with by Hongqi at will, and she said with a smile, "It's just that Mrs. Tu is happy." ”

As she spoke, Hongqi poked a few holes in the snow-like incense ash again. It was originally a dark red charcoal fire, but in just a moment, it became more and more golden and bright, like jade grains flashing. Melt warmth overflows. She put down the chopsticks and put the mica back on top of the ashes.

As Hongqi picked up the purple incense pill and slowly threw it into the mica sheet, a strange fragrance suddenly rose in the room, and the rough maid standing outside the door couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Old lady, do you think this incense is still useful?" Hongqi put away the remaining incense, handed it to Xia He, the maidservant next to Mrs. Han, and asked with a smile.

Old Madam Han seemed to be still immersed in the mysterious aroma, supported her forehead with her hand, and closed her eyes slightly: "In the end, you are a well-behaved child." ”

"It's just a pity......" Hong Qi said halfway, frowning slightly, looking at the fragrant golden duck incense burner and sighing.

"What a pity?" Old Madam Han opened her eyes and asked with some eagerness.

"It's a pity that there are only these two incense pills." Hongqi shook her head slightly, and the look of regret was even worse.

Old Madam Han smiled and pulled her over to sit beside her, stroked Hongqi's hand and said, "I think it's a big deal, you kid is here to be coquettish again." Say, whatever you want, your grandmother will give it to you. ”

Hong Qi was nestled in Mrs. Han's arms, still frowning, "Grandmother has everything here, but my incense medicine is not available here." ”

"Oh?" Old Madam Han pushed away Hongqi, pointed at Xia He and the others and said, "What do you want?" I asked them all to look for it, and I'm afraid I won't find what you want? ”

Hongqi slowly stood up and looked out the door: "It's not a valuable thing, it's just that it's remote from here, and it takes a lot of work to come and go." What's more, these in our family, said to be slaves, are a little more delicate than ordinary young ladies, where can they be found! ”

"This ......" Old Madam Han recognized what Hongqi said in her heart, but she was still unwilling, she leaned forward slightly, her cloudy eyes were full of confusion, "According to you, this incense will be gone when it runs out?" ”

"Hmm." Hongqi nodded slowly.

Mrs. Han sat on the Luohan bed dejectedly, this aroma could not be caught and could not be kept. She closed her eyes, her nose fluttered, her hands gently wrapped into her arms, and she greedily breathed the fragrance in the air, as if one more breath could keep this wonderful fragrance for a few more moments.

"Actually, if you want to talk about this incense pill," Hongqi saw her like this, walked straight to the window, and gently pushed it open.

The aroma in the room was suddenly diluted a lot by the evening breeze, and Old Madam Han opened her eyes in displeasure. I saw Hongqi looking out the window, "It's still thanks to the third brother!" ”

Kneeling on the bluestone bricks, Han Mochen raised his head suddenly, looking at his sister for some reason.

Hongqi winked at him, and his figure flashed, and the words in the room came more and more clearly.

"The incense medicine in this incense pill was brought back by Hongqi begging the third brother last time! The fragrant medicine is extremely precious, Hongqi is afraid that these subordinates will be clumsy, so she deliberately asked the third brother to keep it well, I am afraid that only the third brother will know where to collect it! ”

The aroma in the room was like a letter from a small snake, and it rubbed on Han Mochen's face all at once, Han Mochen frowned in disgust, I don't know when, the second sister began to like to mix these spices. And this mysterious aroma, for some reason, always made Han Mochen feel very uncomfortable.

"Oh? That, that, let him get it! ”

Inside the house, Old Madam Han's voice suddenly rose up.