As soon as Qiulan got the qualification to serve in bed, she hurriedly ran to Su Qian's place and told Su Qian the good news.

Su Qian, who had been waiting for her in the room, soaked a pot of Biluochun and waited for her arrival.

As soon as Qiulan pushed open the shallow door, she smelled the refreshing fragrance of tea, "It's so fragrant!" Sister, there are so many good things here. Su Qian looked at Qiulan's undisguised envy and smiled faintly, "It's just some carving insect skills, I have traveled everywhere, if my sister likes it, my sister will give some to my sister." ”

Qiulan sat down, looking very excited, "Sister, guess, what's the good thing?" Su Qian handed over a cup of tea and smiled without saying a word. Looking at my sister's appearance, I'm afraid I guessed it a long time ago? Qiulan asked tentatively.

"Sister, congratulations to my sister here." The implication is self-evident. Qiulan took the tea handed over by Su Qian and took a sip, "It's so fragrant!" What a good tea! Wait for my sister to come back and ask my sister for it. ”

"Okay, when my sister comes back, my sister will prepare a good tea, please give my sister a taste." Su Qian smiled faintly and watched Qiulan leave in a hurry, dressed up and ready to go to bed, her eyes darkened, and she drank the Biluochun in her hand.

"Bing, send the sachet I made before to Sister Qiulan, and tell her to put it in the water when she bathes now." The undercurrent under Su Qian's eyes surged, and finally returned to calm.

"Yes!" Bing took out the sachet embroidered with green bamboo from the package brought by Su Qian, and sent it to Qiulan, who was bathing. Qiulan immersed the sachet in the water, submerging her entire body (except her head) in the water, and when she came out, she had the unique fragrance of bamboo.

Ying Zheng looked at Qiu Lan, who had combed her long hair differently from before, her eyes flashed with impatience, and she was about to let someone send her back, when a gust of wind blew, and the fragrance of bamboo wafted across the tip of Ying Zheng's nose. The good smell and refreshing fragrance made Ying Zheng close his eyes and take a deep breath.

"What's your name?" Ying Zheng looked at Qiulan's eyes and was no longer impatient, "Back to the king, slave Qiulan." Qiulan bowed charmingly. Ying Zheng liked the smell of her body, beckoned to her, and asked Qiulan to come to his side.

As Qiulan approached, the elegant and fragrant bamboo fragrance gradually became stronger, and Ying Zheng pulled Qiulan into his arms, smelling the elegant bamboo fragrance on her body, and was a little intoxicated.

Gradually feeling a little sleepy, Ying Zheng picked up Qiulan horizontally and walked into the inner hall, his clothes faded, the room was beautiful, and the spring was infinite.

In the early morning of the second day, the elegant bamboo fragrance around him became lighter and lighter, Ying Zheng frowned, opened his eyes, and saw a piece of spring light. He paused, and then remembered that this woman's name was Qiulan. Zhao Gao heard the voice and knew that Ying Zheng had woken up, so he called a few grandmothers and a group of palace maids to bring Qiu Lan out, and then went to call the close eunuch who served Ying Zheng to serve Ying Zheng to dress and wash.

"Zhao Gao, give the widow a purpose. Fengtian carried it, and the king said. Qiulan is virtuous and virtuous, and has a good blue heart, and is canonized as the seventh son, and is given to live in the Hanlian Courtyard of the Yonghuan Palace, and to reward the jade Ruyi of Korean tribute. ”

Zhao Gao took the prepared will to Chaoyang Palace, and after everyone came out, Zhao Gao opened the bamboo slip and read it. "Fengtian carrier, the king edict said: Qiulan is virtuous and virtuous, Hui quality Lanxin, and canonized as the seventh son, given to live in the Yonghuan Palace Hanlian Courtyard, and reward the jade Ruyi of Korean tribute. Chin this! Qiu Qizi, congratulations! Someone will come and lead the way to the seventh son later. ”