Looking at Yao Menglin with a smile, Lin Mengyao never thought that she had such a smart time in her previous life. Actually, how can she not be smart and agile, after all, she is from the Prime Minister's Mansion and a lady who reads poetry and books. It's just that since he entered the Meng Mansion, he has been bullied by the Meng family all the year round, and he has swallowed his anger for a long time, and he has lost his former aura.

For Lin Mengyao's smile, Yao Menglin was grateful, and secondly, surprised, looking at the woman in front of her who was her sister, she always felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

With a smile in return, Yao Menglin's gratitude was beyond words.

Mama Lin saw the eye interaction between the two young ladies in her eyes, her eyes were complicated, but she still unfolded calligraphy and painting after getting Yao Menglin's instructions.

Mrs. Ji's reputation is well known throughout the country in Xia Huaguo, she is good at words, not to mention the smooth flow, the most valuable thing is the style and bones shown in the words. Of course, although most of the people sitting here were born in official eunuch families, and there was some ink in their chests, it was really difficult to taste what was good about Mrs. Ji's words.

A group of ladies and ladies were amazed, and at most they focused on the content of the calligraphy and paintings.

"Spend the summer and summer sorrow and happiness, and Qingtian Yunshui will be idle. Drunk today, the glory of the year and the dynasty. ”

A young lady read out the poem, which was Ying Jing'er's birthday poem.

Yao Menglin looked back at Lin Mengyao, knowing that this calligraphy and painting was originally a congratulatory gift prepared by her aunt, and it had fulfilled her at this moment. You must know how difficult Mrs. Ji's calligraphy and painting are to find, and at the beginning of the year, Prince Zhong came to the door three times and couldn't ask for it.

In an instant, his gratitude to Lin Mengyao was even greater. All words come together in my heart.

Lin Mengyao smiled and said that Yao Menglin should speak with everyone. He exhaled a breath of turbidity and turned around, only to see that both eyes were locked on him.

One is from Yao Zhengxun and the other is from Zhao Yinglian.

There are few doubts in these two eyes, only Yao Zhengxun's doubts Lin Mengyao can still know a thing or two, but how can Zhao Yinglian also doubt herself? !

Lin Mengyao took a few steps back and sat down beside Zhao Yinglian.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Knowing Zhao Yinglian's temperament, Lin Mengyao didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

Xu didn't expect Lin Mengyao to be so direct. Zhao Yinglian was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he frowned slightly, and asked hesitantly, "Sister Mengyao...... That drop of incense ......"

It turned out to be because of this.

Lin Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly regained her concentration. Since you are curious about that drop of incense, how can you have such a look of doubt and inquiry?!

I couldn't guess Zhao Yinglian's mind for a while. Lin Mengyao only smiled and did not answer. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yinglian couldn't sit still first. said: "Earlier, I knew that the guy was going to bring me to Yaofu to celebrate my birthday. As a token of respect, I personally prepared a congratulatory gift......"

As she spoke, Zhao Yinglian took out a delicate small jade bottle from her sleeve and handed it to Lin Mengyao.

Lin Mengyao was stunned. He took it hesitantly, approached and asked, and was even more shocked and speechless. Although the small jade bottle is tightly closed, the faint fragrance still overflows a little, and this aroma is clearly exactly the same as the "drop incense".

"I also prepared a name for this little congratulatory gift, called 'Dripping Incense'!"

Zhao Yinglian's words made Lin Mengyao so shocked that she couldn't speak, how could there be such a coincidental thing in the world!

But it just happened!

In fact, compared to Lin Mengyao's shock, Zhao Yinglian was the real shock!

If Lin Mengyao also has the formula for this "drop incense", it is a coincidence that she can deceive herself, but how can anyone develop a spice with the same name, not to mention that the name was still something she came up with all night last night.

Besides, for Zhao Yinglian, there will be no second person in this world who can come up with this refining method of "drop incense"!

At least, this Xia Huaguo's incense refining technique is not at this level!

Unless......

Suddenly, Zhao Yinglian's eyes began to look at Lin Mengyao with more in-depth and temptation: "Sister Mengyao...... Do you believe in the soul? ”

Zhao Yinglian's words really surprised Lin Mengyao, if it weren't for the fact that she hadn't mentioned anything about borrowing her corpse to resurrect her soul so far, she almost thought that Zhao Yinglian had insight into her secret.

“…… How do you ask this? ”

Zhao Yinglian did not let go of Lin Mengyao's expression change at all, and her slight discomfort naturally entered her eyes. Zhao Yinglian stared at Lin Mengyao, and her heart was complicated: Could it be that she is also like me, she came through time? If not, how can the incense be explained?

Thinking about it in all its ways, Zhao Yinglian knocked on the side and said: "It's just that I saw a strange person yesterday, saying that after a person dies, his soul wanders, and if he is lucky, he can borrow the body of someone else to resurrect." ”

Lin Mengyao "chuckled" in her heart, but she only made a look of surprise: "It's just some ghost novels, it can't be true." ”

"Really?" Zhao Yinglian "giggled", approached Lin Mengyao, and said mysteriously: "I'm the lucky one!" ”

Lin Mengyao's expression froze.

Zhao Yinglian looked at Lin Mengyao with a wink, so that Lin Mengyao couldn't tell whether what she said was a joke or true.

However, whether it was a joke or a serious one, Lin Mengyao was more wary of Zhao Yinglian. I still remember the first time we met, this Zhao Yinglian once talked about the power of ghosts and monsters, and now I mentioned it inexplicably, don't really know what to do!

Borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul is not a blessing for the world!

After that, Lin Mengyao changed the topic and gathered the words of the conversation between the two on the drop of incense.

Lin Mengyao has no doubt about her memory, this drop of incense should indeed be popular in Jinghua at the end of the year, but judging from Zhao Yinglian's drop of incense today, it must be because she borrowed the corpse to resurrect her soul to change some trivial things. Thinking about her previous life, she liked the configuration of this drop of incense very much, so Jiang Jincheng found the formula and recipe and handed it to her, and now it seems that she got it from this Zhao Yinglian.

It's just that a young lady from an official family is proficient in too many things, and she is also proficient in some things that she has rarely seen in her past life and this life, or even never heard of at all.

Lin Mengyao changed the topic, and Zhao Yinglian naturally didn't want to talk about the soul, but she didn't let go of it in her heart. Although she can't confirm it, she firmly believes that this Lin Mengyao is by no means simple, and must have a similar experience to her-don't worry, it will always come to light!

Both of them were thoughtful, but there was more caution in their words.

While the two were talking, the hall became more and more lively, and everyone took out the congratulatory gifts that had been prepared long ago, or jewelry, or brocade, and everyone spared no effort to curry favor with Dai Ruizhu.

Enthusiasm is hard to resist, Dai Ruizhu and everyone are perfunctory, and suddenly a crisp voice comes in.

"Mother, mother-" (to be continued......)