The fragrance of late night

Qianmiao went downstairs and opened the refrigerator and drank half a bottle of ice water.

She slowly twisted the lid and stared at somewhere, a little dazed.

Speaking of which, she has done a lot of things like rejecting people.

But it was the first time I said that.

Without thinking, I just skipped my brain and jumped out of my mouth.

Qian Ru's suggestions kept echoing in her ears. Even if she didn't take it into consideration at all, she could not forget it. Instead, when she woke up from her dream at midnight, word by word, it was more clearly imprinted in her mind.

Thinking of this, she moved her thumb, loosened the bottle cap, and poured the bottle of water into her throat.

Her body slowly calmed down under the cold. She returned to the room, opened the drawer and took out the notebook and pen. She thought for a moment and then quickly wrote a few words on her head.

[Two and a half qian each of the wood fragrance and cloves; half liang of the aquamarine and a half liang of the tonn; betel nut, aconite, and a half qian each of the white angelica; Gonggui…]

The word "Gui" has not yet been completed, and the strokes suddenly paused. With her sigh, the pen slapped the table with a slap from her hand.

It's just a simple recipe for making ambergris, but she can't write it incompletely at this moment.

The previous method was no longer useful.

This is a common method she used when she was upset when she was young, which was to write various recipes for incense on paper at will. Gradually, her upset would fall on the paper with the words, and her heart calmed down.

But this time, the method of trying it out is no longer useful.

Putting down the paper and pen, she casually took the comic book and looked at the head of the bed.

Before I knew it, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

At midnight, she was woken up by the cool breeze. When she turned her head and saw that the window was not closed.

Living on the first floor, outside is a three-meter-high maple tree. The sound of leaves falling from the sky hitting with the night wind.

She took down the comic book on her belly, walked over and closed the window.

Halfway through the lockup, the sleepiness in her eyes suddenly dissipated, and she just stopped for three seconds.

In the air, in addition to the fragrance of seasonal flowers in the yard, there is also a very faint fragrance.

If it weren't for her sense of smell different from ordinary people, she would definitely not be able to tell it. Just think it's the fragrance of flowers in the yard.

But now, she was sure that there was a kind of artificially prepared fragrance mixed in this smell, a very complex medicinal fragrance. After a little smell, she could only smell the clear fragrance of mint. After careful analysis, there was a few traces of fresh milk. These two were not the main notes, the real main notes... they were perfectly covered by these two.

This smell reminded her of the man upstairs.

He also had a faint milky mint fragrance, which was very light, but it could not be ignored.

Recalling the words Qian Ru tested him, Qian Miao suddenly wanted to go out and see if he was really using a medicine bath.

If it is true, then it would make sense that he always has such a fragrance on his body.

After removing the weak hearing device, she quickly realized that Feng Xian was not in the bedroom, but was probably in the basement.

No wonder, the smell is so light that the ordinary people can't smell it at all.

Usually, only people with physical illness will use medicine baths for a long time to slowly condition.

But he looked healthy without a trace of pathology.

Is it just a hobby?

Standing in the yard, she fell into deep thought.

A speculation quickly formed in her mind, giving her a plan for the next step.

But at the same time, my heart was inexplicably a little...heavy.
Chapter completed!