Temptation!After rebirth, he criticized the princess crazily and was pampered by His Highness

Chapter 41
Ling'er has been working with Zhao Yuan for a while, and of course he understands some of the stakes.

Hearing that she specially mentioned the soothing incense for Mo Qi, he immediately became more cautious.

She glanced at Mo Qi calmly, and when she saw that her eyes were gray, she immediately raised her eyebrows and had an epiphany in her heart.

I'm afraid that the spices and the soothing incense are just inducements. It's true that the lady has another purpose!

Seeing Ling'er looking at him, Mo Qi smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Miss Ling'er, for helping me mix the incense."

Ling'er shook her head, "No need to say thank you, no need to say thank you, it's all for the fragrance. One or two servings will not affect anything."

After that, he led the two of them to the second floor of the shop.

In the room, Ling'er first laid out all the new spices and placed them in front of Zhao Yuan.

Then he walked up to Mo Qi and said to her:

"Miss Mo Qi, please follow me to the incense making room."

Mo Qi hesitated and looked up at Zhao Yuan in front of him: "Princess Princess..."

Zhao Yuan was lowering his head to check the spices, and said without raising his head when he heard the voice: "You can go with Ling, you don't need to wait here."

After hearing what his master said, Mo Qi couldn't make any more excuses. Then he saluted her body and followed Ling'er out.

The two of them walked through two or three rooms and arrived at the incense making room.

Ling'er smiled and said, "Sister Mo Qi, wait a moment while I clear out all the spices for making incense."

Although these two people are both maids, one is always in the palace as a personal servant, while the other is permanently stationed in Zhao Mansion.

Even when he arrived at the Zhao Mansion, Ling'er usually had to manage the store, so even though they were the same owner, they didn't get along much.

At this moment, she didn't know what to say, so she just nodded lightly.

Ling'er turned around and walked to the cabinet containing spices, clearing out the spices to be used.

"Alas?"

"what happened?"

Mo Qi walked over.

Ling'er turned around, patted her head and said, "It's okay. The spices for making incense have been used up. I forgot to refill them. I have to go downstairs to get some. There is a chair over there for Sister Mo Qi. You can sit on it." Wait for me, I’ll be right back.”

With that said, before Mo Qi could respond, he opened the door and closed the door in a hurry and went out.

The next second, he heard the sound of footsteps quickly stepping on the stairs as the outside gradually faded away. Mo Qi opened his eyes.

Is this girl so hot-tempered?

Running out of spices was just an excuse. She didn't go downstairs. Instead, she deliberately pretended to be in a hurry. After making a sound of running down the stairs, she turned around and returned to the second floor.

Tiptoeing open the door of Zhao Yuan's room, she called the person inside in a low voice: "Miss."

Zhao Yuan looked up at Ling'er who came in, with a smile on his face.

Ling'er was indeed very smart, but she just gave a very subtle reminder. I didn't expect that she could react in a second.

The two stood looking at each other and smiling, and Zhao Yuan waved people to come closer.

Knowing that the young lady had something to give, Ling'er's face suddenly became serious, and he walked quickly to her side, leaned over at an angle, tilted his head and put his ears up.

Zhao Yuan reached out to cover her face, put his mouth close to her ear and whispered softly.

I don't know what she said, but after listening to it, Ling'er said with firm eyes: "Miss, just go about your business with peace of mind. I have a way to keep an eye on Miss Mo Qi, and I will never let her see it before you come back. Any clues."

Zhao Yuan nodded, she still believed in Ling'er's ability to do things.

After looking at his clothes, Zhao Yuan decided to change into another one just to be on the safe side.

"Are there any other spare clothes in the shop?" Ling'er thought for a while and said, "There are clothes that the slaves use to change in the bedroom on the right side of the backyard, but those clothes are for the slaves to wear when working."

Zhao Yuan waved her hand, "No problem."

Seeing that the matter was finished, Ling'er didn't waste any more time, sorted some spices in the room, held them in her arms, and then said:

"If the young lady has nothing else to do, then I will go deal with Miss Mo Qi."

Zhao Yuan nodded: "Go."

Ling'er left with the spices in her arms, stepped downstairs lightly, picked out some more spices to use, and then went up to the second floor with normal steps.

As soon as she returned to the incense-making room, she smiled apologetically at Mo Qi: "Miss Mo Qi, I've been waiting for a long time. It took a while to pick the spices."

Mo Qi waved her hand to indicate that nothing was wrong. In fact, when she was sitting alone in the room just now, she suddenly felt tired again.

At this moment, if she hadn't heard Linger pushing the door open, she would still be in a daze.

After all, she had taken care of the fifth prince the night before, and she hadn't slept at all last night. She had to wait on others during the day, and she hadn't slept a wink until now.

Ling'er looked at her reaction, which was obviously slower than usual, and thought to herself that it would not be easy to deal with her now.

She placed all the spices behind the table, then stood up and lit two incense burners and placed them on the table.

The moment it was lit, green smoke rose from the gap in the incense burner, and a faint medicinal fragrance suddenly lingered in the entire room.

Ling'er pointed to the opposite side of the table and motioned for Mo Qi to come and sit down.

Although Mo Qi didn't understand her behavior, he still walked over.

After watching her sit down, Ling'er cleared her throat and said, "Sister Mo Qi, can you tell me about the symptoms of insomnia?"

Insomnia is an excuse, and the reason why she didn't sleep last night is also very sensitive. If you ask her in detail, she will be a little wary for some unknown reason.

"Isn't Miss Ling'er going to make incense? Why do you ask?"

Ling'er pointed to the spices on the table and said: "Sister Mo Qi doesn't know that everyone's sleep quality is different, so I have to adjust the proportion of soothing incense according to their situation. The effect of this is It will be better.”

Seeing her very serious explanation, Mo Qi felt that he was thinking too much, and he no longer objected.

"I understand, then Miss Ling'er, please continue to ask."

In this way, every time Linger waited for her to answer a question, she would lower her head and pick up a few spices before asking the next question.

After this round and round, Mo Qi felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his head began to become blurry.

Before the fourth round, she closed her eyes and fell asleep on the table.

When Ling'er saw this, she stopped picking up the spices. She stared at Mo Qi for a while, and listened to her long breathing to make sure that she was fast asleep.

Turning to look at the incense burner, Ling'er thought for a moment, stood up gently and took out a stick of incense from the cabinet, then covered her nose and mouth, lit it and put it on Mo Qi's nose to smoke it.

Put out the incense and put it back in its original place.

"Sister Mo Qi?"

Ling'er tried calling a few times, but when she saw that the person was completely asleep, she smiled with satisfaction, returned to the table, sat down, and started to actually make the soothing incense.

And Zhao Yuan, who was supposed to be looking at the spices in the shop, had already changed into Ling'er's clothes and rushed towards Xianyue Tower.

Inside Xianyue Building.

Xiao Qian was sitting at the edge of the table, slowly rubbing his jade finger. His face was covered with dark clouds, and his whole body was exuding waves of chill.

In front of him, there was a large table of good wine and delicious food. It was obvious that they had been specially ordered. However, the fragrance of these dishes had long since disappeared, their colors had dimmed, and the oil had solidified slightly. It looked like they were already cooked. So cool.

He stretched out his hand to take a sip of tea, but found that even the tea was completely cold, and suddenly the gloom in his eyes burst out, "Zhongliu!"

(End of this chapter)