Chapter Ninety-Seven: Potpourri

After a while, Weng Feiran walked out with a cloak in his hand.

He carefully draped the cloak on Mu Qingqing's body, and then nodded with satisfaction, Mu Qingqing looked down at the cloak on her body, it was just autumn, and she put on the cloak, which was a bit of a fuss.

Just looking at Weng Feiran's undoubted look, Mu Qingqing didn't bother to speak, so he had to put on a cloak and go to the examination room.

Before entering the examination room, Mu Qingqing saw that familiar figure.

The color screen arrived in the examination room early in the morning, and this time she lost her previous publicity, curled up in the corner, and kept looking around. Her expression was not very good, and now it was even more dark, Mu Qingqing glanced at her and couldn't help frowning.

The two of them looked at each other, and the color screen screamed as if they had seen a ghost, sensing his abnormal reaction, Mu Qingqing's expression changed, and he couldn't help but think of the old beggar yesterday, could it be that the old beggar was on her orders?

At first, Mu Qingqing thought that the old beggar was just a whim, but when he noticed the abnormal reaction of today's color screen, Mu Qingqing had other thoughts in his heart

Thinking so, Mu Qingqing took a few steps closer to Caiping, deliberately sat in front of her, turned around and chuckled at her, that smile was really torture in Caiping's eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you get a break last night? Mu Qingqing asked her with a concerned face, and even reached out to touch her forehead.

"Go away, don't touch me, stay away from me!" The color screen is like a firecracker that bursts at one o'clock at the moment, her temper is too irritable, she opened Mu Qingqing's hand, and looked at Mu Qingqing with a cold expression.

Mu Qingqing was not angry, and still looked at her with a smile, "I said that I don't want to do bad things and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, you seem to have done something bad, and taking the exam in this state is a big taboo." ”

Caiping heard these words, and her heart was even more flustered, at this time, Weng Feiran suddenly came in, he glanced indifferently at Caiping, and met Weng Feiran's eyes, Caiping hurriedly lowered her head, the whole person trembled, and noticed that something was wrong with her, Mu Qingqing frowned and looked at Weng Feiran, could it be that Weng Feiran knew it.

The most important thing at the moment is the assessment, Mu Qingqing first put this matter in his heart, and started to prepare for the next assessment.

Today's assessment content is innovation, each candidate has to design a new type of spice, and this time, Mu Qingqing prepared a potpourri.

As we all know, the fragrance of some flowers can be fused together, and the taste presented is even more eye-catching, no one can integrate all the aromas, today, Mu Qingqing has done it.

She found a hundred kinds of pollen, stirred them all together, and made a bottle of perfume.

Spray lightly in the air, the first thing that appears in front of people's eyes is a faint fragrance, smell carefully, the fragrance of osmanthus lotus plum blossom comes to the face, slowly, the fragrance becomes a strong fragrance, the fragrance of the rose acacia is overflowing, people linger, and so on, it is an elegant aroma, peach blossom cherry blossom and apricot blossom, wonderful.

I have to say that this versatile perfume will definitely sell well.

Weng Feiran was really worried about Mu Qingqing's body at the moment, seeing that she had concocted the perfume, he leaned into her ear and whispered, "My carriage has been waiting outside, you go to the carriage and wait for me first." ”

Mu Qingqing did not refuse this time, nodded, and left the examination room.

Unexpectedly, in the crowd, a familiar figure was found.

"Master, master!" A crisp young man's voice, Mu Qingqing, who suddenly came, looked around, looked back, and saw a young man in white standing in the crowd waving to her, seeing the young man, Mu Qingqing only then remembered that he had accepted an apprentice a few days ago.

Su Ci beckoned to Mu Qingqing, and ran over with a smile on his face, still holding the book in his hand, "Master, I have read the content of this book by heart according to your instructions, how is the master's competition today?" ”

Su Ci blinked his sparkling eyes with an expectant look, Mu Qingqing touched his head and took the book back. There was surprise in her eyes this year, she didn't expect this thick book, it only took a few days for the teenager to remember it all, and he was indeed a genius who learned spices.

"Naturally, it's no problem, after today, your master and I are the first person to blend incense in Yan Kingdom, my apprentice is still you have a vision, and it is not easy to find me to apprentice in the future." Mu Qingqing said proudly, and at this time, the color screen suddenly walked out.

It's rare that the color screen didn't damage her this time, and she left the examination room in a gloomy way.

"Master, why do I think that woman is hostile to you, you should be careful of her." Su Ci glanced at the color screen, and his expression became not very good.

Seeing that the young man in front of him could have such a state of mind, Mu Qingqing couldn't help frowning, it turned out that Caiping's prejudice against her was already so big.

"Who is this young man, don't you want to introduce it?" Weng Feiran walked out of the examination room, saw Mu Qingqing talking happily with a young man, and asked out loud.

Mu Qingqing laughed, "Formally introduce, this is the little apprentice I accepted, Su Ci." ”

"Su Ci? Little apprentice? Weng Feiran's phoenix eyes sank slightly, and he looked Su Ci up and down. Before you became a celebrity, someone was impatient to apprentice. ”

"I'm going to take him as an apprentice, he's very talented." Mu Qingqing explained, raised the book in his hand, and said to Su Ci, "This is the Seventh Prince, his temper is a little weird, don't pay attention to him." ”

Hearing Mu Qingqing say the Seventh Prince, Su Ci's eyes changed slightly, and he respectfully bowed to Weng Feiran, "I didn't know that it was the prince, and I was offended." ”

Weng Feiran replied lightly, "The illness is not well yet, don't blow the wind here anymore, let your apprentice go back first, you go back to the palace with me." ”

Mu Qingqing nodded, explained Su Ci, and got into the carriage together.

The two were silent for a while, but finally Mu Qingqing couldn't hold back and asked, "That... Didn't the color screen send an old beggar to follow me? ”

Weng Feiran raised his eyes slightly, looked at Mu Qingqing, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "It's not too stupid." ”

Mu Qingqing cut and rolled his eyes at Weng Feiran, the frightened look on the color screen today obviously means that there is a ghost in his heart.

"I asked Gu Fei to put the beggar's body on her bed last night, but she had the courage to come today." Weng Feiran said casually.

Hearing this, Mu Qingqing's eyes were shocked, a pair of apricot eyes widened a little, and he looked at him in disbelief, "What are you talking about, you put the old beggar's body on the color screen bed!" ”

Weng Feiran nodded indifferently, "Can't you?" ”

Mu Qingqing: ......

She never thought that Weng Feiran would do such a shady thing.