Zhao Qijue was dressed and limped out of the bedroom with a red mark on his face. Zhang Shunzhi raised his head, and a smiling face froze there, "Your Majesty, you ......"

Zhao Qijue came over with a fluttering look, Zhang Shunzhi was immediately silent, and in less than an hour, His Majesty came out of the Jin nobles, and the matter of the red face spread throughout the harem.

Mu Chongjin still can't remember what terrible things he did, but the increase in points is real, that's enough! When Siyun came in to make up, she gave her a 'slave admires you, little master' look.

"Ding, Majesty +20, currently 63."

Mu Chongjin sat in front of the dresser, and he was really more beautiful in the mirror, with a delicate goose-shaped face, a pair of pupils that made people pity, Qiong's nose and lips, and his face that had just woken up was slightly flushed, which was even more delicate.

Catching a glimpse of the small bag on the cabinet, he asked, "Siyun, what is that?" "Back to the little master, it's the spices from the Queen Mother!" Siyun didn't say that she almost forgot the task of the incense burner, "Take it!" ”

Open the baggage, a fragrance spreads, not ambergris, very strange fragrance, look down, it is still black powder, how I don't want anyone to know what its raw materials are?

Since you don't have a clue, let's go to the Queen Mother again!

Walking to the door of Shoukang Palace, a grandmother blocked their way, it was Yi Mama, with an old face with a beak that could not be ignored, "The queen mother is sick, and I hope that the nobles will forgive me!" ”

Mu Chongjin still wanted to meet the Queen Mother, but he fell ill in less than half a day, which was really disappointing!

Mu Chongjin's smile remained unchanged, and said: "I also hope that Mama will tell the Queen Mother that she likes the spices she sent very much!" Mama Yi's face changed in an instant, and her tone was cold and hard, "The words of the noble Jin will be conveyed by the old body, please go back!" ”

Mu Chongjin looked back at the majestic Shoukang Palace, turned to leave, but he didn't know that a pair of resentful eyes were looking at her behind him.

The wind and snow gradually stopped, and the warmth of the afternoon was a little more, and Mu Chongjin was enjoying the warmth, "Little master, be careful!" With Siyun's exclamation, a black figure pounced, and Mu Chongjin fell to the snow at once.

A red-wood-colored Pekingese dog circled around her, and a little palace maid hurriedly took it away, "The tea master collided with the Jin noble, and I hope the Jin nobleman will forgive the sin!" ”

Siyun picked up Mu Chongjin, and when she saw her master looking so embarrassed, she couldn't help but scold: "How did you take care of it?" Our little lord is hurt! ”

Mu Chongjin pressed Siyun and said in a low voice: "Forget it!" Suddenly, a slender woman came over and apologized with a soft smile: "Jin Guiren is okay!" I, a Pekingese dog, like fragrant places! ”

Mu Chongjin looked up at her, in the vast snow, a string of beads of golden silk nanmu was particularly conspicuous, it was Concubine Hui, fragrant, I am afraid that this Concubine Hui has other meanings! With a hint of a look in her eyes, she was greeted by bottomless brown eyes full of smiles.

Mu Chongjin's heart froze, and his face was terrified, "The concubine has seen Concubine Hui, but the concubine has disturbed the concubine!" Siyun didn't expect this to be the case, and saluted in a panic, "The slave has seen the concubine!" ”

Concubine Hui rubbed Nanmu beads and smiled kindly, "Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and meeting is nothing more than that!" After saying this, she left with Xiao Jingba in her arms, leaving Mu Chongjin's master and servant to ponder.