After returning to the Ningjun Palace, Hua Qingmo slept very unsteadily, although she directly cut off Hua Yuelong's head at that time, but there was no hesitation, but after Hua Yuelong's head rolled on the ground a few times, she just faced her, and her eyes opened to look at her, as if she was dead.

After all, it was the first time she killed someone, and she was still a little scared.

After seven or eight days in the county king's mansion, Hua Qingmo's body has probably improved, because of this poisoning, the king of Ningjun has treated her a little better, only the princess of Ningjun and her mother Chu Youran still haven't even given her a trace of gaze.

The weather in April is excellent, Hua Qingmo is idle and has nothing to do with Acacia and Hua Xu wandering in the imperial capital, the atmosphere of the Hua Dynasty is extremely open, and there are many women who have not left the cabinet on the street.

Seeing that there was a shop selling spices in the city, she went in, picked out some spices she liked to use as a flavor, and when she had bought them, she had just turned around to leave, when she saw several people and three people walking in. The middle-aged man led by him was wearing a black dark purple moire brocade robe, with a golden crown and tied hair, although he was a little older, but the outline of his face was still indescribably handsome. With his hands behind his back, he has a high-end temperament, with indescribable luxury and elegance.

Although it was only a one-sided relationship, Hua Qingmo recognized at a glance that this was Prince De's grandfather Situ Yu.

"Isn't this the county lord of Qinghe?" Prince De also saw her and walked over with a smile.

Hua Qingmo was just about to salute, but Prince De shook his head slightly, and she stopped.

"Prince De, well!" Hua Qingmo opened her mouth clearly, with a polite smile on her delicate face.

Prince De looked at her and smiled, then looked at the spices in the hands of Acacia and Hua Xu behind her, as if he remembered something, and suddenly said: "This king almost forgot, the county lord of Qinghe is a master of perfumery, and this king wants to give a woman spices, I wonder if the county lord of Qinghe can help this king choose?" ”

"The king's order, but Mo'er is disrespectful." Hua Qingmo smiled slightly, and her smile was elegant. Then she and Prince De went to the cabinet, where there was a very special wooden object, a square wooden box, which contained many small compartments, each of which contained a spice.

"I don't know what kind of fragrance the person given by the prince likes?" Hua Qingmo looked at the spices and asked out loud.

After Prince De was silent for a moment, he smiled slightly, and his smile was extremely gentle: "She has always liked light fragrances, such as pear blossoms, lotus flowers, magnolias, and so on. ”

"In this case, the prince can use the loudness of the wooden lotus." Hua Qingmo smiled faintly, and her voice was elegant and quiet: "Listening to what the prince said, this woman must be an indifferent and quiet person, the wood lotus flower is fragrant and quiet, and it can also be used in medicine, and the meaning it represents is noble, Mo'er thinks it should be very suitable for the woman that the prince said." ”

As she spoke, Hua Qingmo grabbed some of the spices of the lotus in her hand and put them in her hand, Prince De approached slightly, sniffed, and nodded: "The fragrance is indeed good, she should like it." ”

Subsequently, Prince De bought two large packages of spices for Mulian.

The two of them went out with their entourage to the place where the spices were sold, Hua Qingmo looked at Prince De and stopped talking, Prince De saw that she had something to say, and said with a slight smile: "If the county lord of Qinghe has something to say, it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo looked as if she had mustered up her courage, and said in a clear voice: "Lord, Mo'er knows that she is a little nosy, but my sister has been married to the little prince since she was a child, and now my sister is eighteen years old, but the little prince has not yet had the will to propose marriage, if the little prince has been unwilling to marry, my sister has a chaste personality, and she will definitely wait like this." ”