long night walk

Chapter 520 Yanxiang
Bai Lian saw that the watermelon held in the girl's arms was round and huge. The surface of the melon was delicate and beautiful. The melon leaves on the vine were soaked in rain and dew, and they were extraordinarily vigorous and fresh. It really looked like a newly picked watermelon.

But... when was there a small melon shed in the inner hall of Xianling City?

Why has he never seen this way?
It looked like she was holding the melon with great difficulty, as if she was afraid of slipping from her arms and breaking it.

Baili Anxin thought that this girl is really a sincere little girl.

Her Highness said that she wanted to eat watermelon, and sent her to pick it. She probably brought the biggest watermelon in the shed.

Look at this watermelon, it's half as big as her body, if it continues to be raised in the shed, it will probably become mature.

He walked over to take the watermelon in her arms, hugged her kindly, and asked, "Is your injury better?"

The little tiger was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that he had been accidentally injured by those monks from the famous immortal family when he was in Guishan.

It's just that Baiye Luoshu has the healing power of yin and yang to extend life, and the deep wound on his back healed itself within a few days.

She couldn't remember clearly that she was injured, but he remembered clearly.

The little tiger smiled obediently, jumped up and down twice, and said that he had no problem at all: "It's been alright, brother."

Seeing her healthy, lively and lovely appearance, Bai Lian couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her head. The Empress Junhuang is the God of Kunlun Mountain, so it's self-evident who the Little Tiger Highness she is talking about: "Just now you said that your Highness If you want to eat melons, since this is her bedroom, why is there no little tiger?"

The female officer led him all the way here, and now his body is stained with this strange fragrance, if he guessed correctly.

In the sky and in the world, I am afraid that only the little tiger's bedroom will have this incense.

The new city lord, on the first day of Rugong, his body was dyed with the incense of his mother's beloved daughter, and he appeared at today's night banquet with such an appearance, even with eight mouths, he might not be able to explain clearly.

He, the city lord who has been shining for a day, can be considered to have achieved the head.

At that time, he lit two sticks of incense at once, no accident, this incense may be difficult to wash off with ordinary water.

But today, he had to go to the banquet again.

Bai Lian suddenly thought about it.

Today's female official was by no means arranged by Si Xi Qingxuan, she was very clever and courageous, and appeared when the first watch was approaching.

Thinking about it this way, then this woman can only be from the inner palace of Xianling City, and she is quite familiar with the things in the palace of Xianling City.

More importantly, she didn't want him to inherit the position of city lord.

Although there was no clear evidence, Bai Lian believed that it would not be difficult for him to find out who she was at a banquet full of guests today.

But the problem now is that once he shows up at the banquet, he will inevitably face great trouble.

The girl obediently let him rub her head, squinted her eyes and thought about it: "The little tiger has always been withdrawn and doesn't like to see strangers. He often sneaks out of the palace alone to see the stars on the grassland."

Baili Anxin said the same.

After all, no matter how daring that female official was, she dared to plot against him and Su Jing, but she never dared to plot against Kunlun's daughter.

If that little highness was really disturbed tonight, even if she was full of thoughts, all her calculations would be in vain.

Bai Lian quickly withdrew his palm, and the wide sleeves brushed against the tip of the girl's snow-white nose, and the fragrance that filled the sleeves floated into his nostrils.

The girl couldn't hold it back, she sneezed, the tip of her nose turned red, and a hazy mist appeared in her eyes.

Yanxiang is the strange fragrance of Kunlun, and the fragrance is fragrant, but the method of refining this incense is too special, after lightly burning for a breath, the fragrance will linger around the beam for three days.

Not to mention lighting up two of them at once.

For her who was born in a fairy beast, her sense of smell is extremely sensitive, this time it is really over-smoked, the smell is too hot, and she really can't like it.

Of course, what makes her dislike it even more is that the refreshing smell like rain that she originally liked can't be smelled at all now.

She kept rubbing her nose, sneezed several times, and said, "Brother, I don't like the smell on your body, can you wash it off?"

Bai Lian's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help asking: "Is there a way to get rid of this fragrance?"

The little tiger covered his nose and said: "This incense is called Yanxiang, also known as Junxiang. It is me...our mother personally refined Junxiang. It was originally intended to be enthroned as the king of the world in the Qingyuan Festival a long time ago. The fragrance refined by time."

"This incense can protect His Majesty's divine body from being eroded by the fires of the Eight Thousand Calamities, but His Majesty the Emperor had already suffered severe damage to his divine essence before he ascended the throne. Even with the help of this incense, he could not survive the fires of the Eight Thousand Calamities.

In the end, it was the empress alone who resisted all the fires, and His Majesty the Emperor successfully ascended the throne and was called 'Jun'. Since then, His Majesty the Emperor has no reason to use this incense, but left it to the little tiger in the end Your Highness. "

"If you can get the fragrance made by your mother, it is naturally impossible to wash it off with ordinary methods."

Hearing this, Bai Lian's heart sank again.

The matter was far from as simple as he thought. I thought that the female official's thoughts were because he trespassed on the little tiger's boudoir, and was stained with the fragrance of his daughter's house, so he couldn't wash it off even if he jumped into the Milky Way. , It is inevitable to end up a felony of trying to get involved in Kunlun's daughter.

But after listening to the little girl's words, this incense... seems to be only suitable for your majesty, the water god.

Not to mention whether His Majesty the Emperor is still in this Immortal Mausoleum City, just because he carries this body of fragrance, he has committed a crime of disrespect.

That woman was so vicious in her mind that she didn't leave any room for her attack.

"However..." The girl changed the subject, her big grape-black eyes rolled around, looking a little cunning and cute.

"I do know that there is a place where these smells can be washed away. After all, Little Tiger doesn't like this fragrance. Every time she escapes from the palace, Lady Qingxuan can find her by looking for this fragrance. Later, every time she leaves the palace, They will all go to a place to wash off the fragrance on their bodies."

Although this young girl was born as a young female official in the inner palace, she is extremely bold both in words and actions.

While speaking, she didn't even have the shyness and embarrassment of her daughter's family, and she took the initiative to hold Bai Lian's hand.

A pair of smart and delicate eyes looked at Bai Lian without blinking: "Brother, I will take you there."

Bai Lian was slightly startled, but not because of the unusual boldness and presumptuousness of this girl who seemed to be only 13 years old.

It was because her palm was so cold.

There is no temperature of a living person.

But there is a pulse between her fingers, although it is very light, it does exist.

Bai Lian frowned calmly, thinking that a female official who can serve in the inner palace of Xianling City can't practice, there is no spiritual power in her body, and her pulse is so weak.

Presumably, it must be the descendant of a certain immortal, who was taken care of by the empress, but because of a serious illness, he was arranged to be a melon picker next to His Highness, right?
(End of this chapter)