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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Incense

Seeing Qingyan enjoying her tea, Xu Rong glared in disgust and turned to leave.

There were only a few people left in the hall. Xu Tianyuan walked towards Qingyan.

His deep eyes were full of smiles, and he cupped his hands and said, "Xu Tianyuan, who are you?" The round and rich voice was strong and powerful. She raised her head and saw a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows. The high nose bridge was perfectly framed on the resolute face.

The thin lips were raised slightly at this moment. A pair of perfectly curved eyes were slightly narrowed. The smile in the eyes was about to overflow.

Putting down the tea cup in her hand, Qingyan raised her eyes and looked at Xu Tianyuan. The aroma of camphor wood that hit her nostrils made Qingyan frown and lean back.

She didn't expect that men would smoke incense nowadays, and there was some derogatory meaning in her eyes. She smiled coquettishly. "So General Tianyuan likes to smoke incense? He is really an elegant man."

Xu Tianyuan heard the implication of Qingyan's words. A trace of blush spread on his bronze-skinned face. After a while, he said softly, "Because he has been fighting abroad for many years, the smell of blood on his body is strong and contains evil spirits. Only then--" The voice was low and inaudible. After all, a person

It's a shame that the general is scented with incense. But if he is not incense, no one will dare to get close to him within one meter. The strong evil aura alone is enough to make people retreat.

Now, the mighty and tall general showed his uneasiness in front of Qingyan. After hearing this, Qingyan felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood the general." Luo Luo Fangfang apologized. She was not restrained in her appearance. She stood up and patted Xu Tianyuan, who was a head taller than herself, with her left hand and comforted him, "Refined people are not bad. But, how are you doing?"

How. Why do you have to change yourself for the eyes of others?"

The light voice is gentle and sweet, like a hot spring flowing into the heart.

Xu Tianyuan stared blankly at the beautiful face, his ears ringing with Qingyan's words. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After the master and servant left, Xu Tianyuan's eyes suddenly opened. He stared blankly and there was no one there.

The place where the eyes are clear and clear.

Qingyan and Yihua were walking back when they saw a flower viewing hall. The master and servant moved over.

"Master, this Xu Tianyuan can be regarded as a talented person, brave and resourceful. He is domineering and mighty. I don't know how many women in this capital want to marry him." Yihua said with a smile on his face, unaware of the intense look in his eyes.

Love falls into Qingyan's eyes.

"Do you like him?" She looked at Ichika who suddenly blushed in front of her with a faint smile, and raised her red lips into a slight smile. In her eyes, Yihua was smart and had been wandering around the palace at a young age, and she was full of charm.

There was no arrogance in any maidservant. Ichika, who had never said anything nice to anyone, actually praised Xu Tianyuan in front of her, which had to attract her attention.

The inquiring eyes turned to Yihua, and the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

"He is a powerful general, and I am just a little palace maid in a deep palace. How can I be worthy of him?" Ichika said leisurely, with a sense of disappointment in his tone.

"Whether he is worthy of him or not is one thing, liking him is another thing. You like him, right?" Qingyan looked down at the goldfish swimming happily in the lake and said affirmatively.

"Master." Ichika shouted angrily in anger after being poked into the center of things. He didn't care about the difference between master and servant.

"Haha." He dodged Ichika's outstretched hand with a smile, and the master and servant kept playing in the pavilion.

"Does the master like the emperor?" Ichika asked boldly. Qingyan paused in the middle of the fight, and her eyes felt a trace of sadness. She lowered her hands to support her chin and leaned against the railing of the pavilion.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense for a moment, Ichika didn't dare to say a word. She stood aside in fear. She blamed herself for talking too much. After arguing with Qingyan for a long time, she forgot that she was now her master in name.


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