After transforming into An Lingrong, he became the King of Juan and was crowned the Sixth Palace.

After the emperor left the next day, Su Peisheng came by in the afternoon and handed an agate box with delicately carved plum branches and two magpies holding beads into her hands.

The box is made of a large piece of deep red and snow-white two-color agate, with white agate as the base and fine texture, with white or transparent lines in the middle.

Plum branches are carved out of brightly colored crimson agate, the branches are curved and the flowers are in full bloom.

The surface is inlaid with lapis lazuli, coral, turquoise, tourmaline and crystal, embellished with bright green leaves, red plums and snow.

The two sides are paved with pearl relief rings, and a thumb-sized shell bead in the middle is covered with gold as a button. You can tell at a glance that it is connected to the city.

Su Peisheng stood beside An Lingrong and whispered: "Just for the plum blossoms on this box, the emperor painted them no less than a hundred times. He is so thoughtful!"

An Lingrong smiled faintly and said without comment, "Is this a thousand dollars for a smile?"

Su Peisheng didn't say anything and continued: "This is just a box. Concubine An quickly opens it and takes a look at what's inside. That's what you're paying attention to!"

Then he opened it and saw that in the agate box, which was two palms in size, there were rows of green plum blossom buds, which were still unopened and looked like dots of green beads.

There was also a thin red plum rouge paper. She took it and unfolded it, but it was the emperor's own handwriting.

The words were written so delicately that Concubine An could almost imagine the proud smile lines on his lips when he started writing.

An Lingrong's eyebrows slightly curved and she said in surprise: "It's February now, where are these green plums that are still in bud?"

As she spoke, she took a gentle sniff and said slowly: "It seems to have the fragrance of powder, but it's not just the fragrance of plum blossoms?"

Su Peisheng smiled from ear to ear, stroking his palms and said, "Isn't that right? First, use one penny each of Mi Tuoseng, white sandalwood, clam powder, and borneol, and then use the most blooming angelica, white root, white lotus, white lilac, and white lotus root in the season. Poria cocos, hollyhock flowers, kaempferol, nard, antler gum, agarwood, and sage are ground into fine particles, and powdered with pearl powder and egg white.

"Then the maid with the most skillful skills will pick off fresh and full red plum buds, carefully pour the powder into the buds, tie the flower tips with a thread, seal the powder in the flower room, steam it, and then hide it in an agate box. Leave it to term.”

"Such a powder with floral fragrance can make your face look as bright as white plum blossoms and snow. It is the best in this dynasty. The emperor knew that my mistress loved plum blossoms, so he called this powder red plum powder, and it is exclusively for the use of Concubine An."

Su Peisheng spoke freely and happily, but An Lingrong was already secretly alarmed when she only heard the verse "Du Xiang".

Relying on the connections in Xiangfang, ordinary spices are naturally out of her sight, and even the emperor often talks to her about rare treasures.

The method of making incense powder used by the emperor this time was passed down from the hosta pollen method of Empress Zhang Yian of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty.

It's just that hosta flowers can store fragrant powder, but red plum buds can't, and the materials used are more luxurious and rare.

The fragrant vine that comes out of the Zhenla Kingdom is the resin of the tree.

Its color is white and transparent, which is called Baidu Cu. It does not melt in midsummer and has a clear and distant fragrance. It is truly rare.

Nowadays, it is easily used to make facial powder. Although I cherish it, I feel scared. If others know about it, I don't know how much gossip it will cause.

Su Peisheng was very obedient and hurriedly whispered: "The emperor personally decided what to use to make this red plum powder, so the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not record it."

An Lingrong accepted the things and saw that Su Peisheng had something behind him, so she asked where they were sent.

Su Peisheng thought for a while and answered truthfully that it was for Mr. Qi and Mr. Fucha.

For some unknown reason, these two people still get along harmoniously, and they share the favors and gifts from Empress Hui Bin together.

As he was talking, Su Peisheng realized that he had spilled the beans and left in a hurry.

In this regard, An Lingrong thought of a method that Zhen Huan had used before, which could suppress the arrogance of the two of them.

The next night, Fucha went to the noble palace.

Although it was February and the capital was far north, the weather was still cold.

There was a thick chinchilla tent in the Fucha Noble House. The heat in the fumigation cage made it feel even hotter and stuffier.

In the dimly lit room, a crane carved from copper holds a gauze lantern with a crimson candle in its mouth.

The light was dim and dark red, swaying weakly like cotton wool that had been soaked by moisture in the old years.

The noble Fucha was so sleepy that he was covered in greasy sweat, and he unconsciously called out: "Huasui..."

There was no responding voice from Huasui. Only then did the noble Fucha remember that Huasui was not on duty tonight.

The one who rushed over was the little girl Sang'er. Although she was young, she was also smart. She hurriedly put on her clothes and came over and asked, "Is the young master thirsty?"

The noble Fucha raised the curtain, drank two sips of tea from her hand, and said, stroking his heart: "It's so stuffy in the bedroom, so open the window!"

Sonny said hurriedly: "The wind is getting cold in the middle of the night, so please take care of yourself, little master."

The noble Fucha touched his sweaty forehead and said, "Look at the sweat on my face. It would be nice to open a window to let some air in."

Sonny hurriedly agreed and walked to the window, then opened the window, and saw a blood-red shadow in front of his eyes suddenly swaying past, leaving only a few bluish-white little stars scattered in the air.

Like beautiful fireflies, faintly spreading out.

Sonny's eyes were so frightened that he murmured with trembling lips: "Will-o'-the-wisp! Will-o'-the-wisp!"

The noble Fucha was sitting in the tent. He didn't know what she saw, so he became a little impatient: "Sang'er, what did you say?"

Sonny seemed to be frightened and turned his face blankly, seeming to be talking to himself.

"Will-o'-the-wisp? How can there be a will-o'-the-wisp in winter?"

She shouted and screamed, covered her ears, and shrank behind the red sandalwood flower stand in the corner.

The noble Fucha couldn't help but panic when he heard Sonny's screams. He hurriedly put on his shoes and stood up. He pulled Sonny and said, "Are you crazy? Are you going to freeze me by opening such a big window?" "

Sonny tried his best to shrink his body, but he couldn't pull it out.

Although Mr. Fucha was angry, he couldn't bear the cold, so he had no choice but to reach out and try to close the window sash.

Noble Fucha's hand touched the window lattice, but a cold wind suddenly rushed in, making the hair on her body stand up.

She hurriedly tightened her clothes and said, "This girl is really crazy!"

Before the wind could carry away the words of the noble Fucha, suddenly, a huge, blood-red and erratic figure floated quickly past her eyes.

The noble Fucha watched a pale face pass in front of him, unable to speak.

He watched her body tremble violently, screamed in surprise, and fainted.

The noble Fucha was so frightened that he couldn't get up the next day.

He was mumbling nonsense, had a high fever, and was sweating all over his body. The imperial doctors came several times, and they all said that he was suffering from fright and fever.

There was also a little girl, Sonny, who lost her eyesight overnight and could no longer speak. She could only huddle in the corner and mutter with her head in her hands.

The matter of ghosts and gods appearing in the palace of Fucha nobles was suppressed. It was inevitable that the palace people would still discuss it in private.

Mr. Qi led the palace maid to see Mr. Fucha's frightened state, and he couldn't help but joke about it for a long time.

Back in the palace, Mr. Qi became even more exhausted. When he saw several eunuchs from the Ministry of Internal Affairs bringing in an incense and a newly made quilt, he stretched out his hand painted with crimson khaodan and turned it over casually and said: "Yes." What?"

The first eunuch put on a flattering smile and said flatteringly: "Spring is about to begin, and the Queen has asked the palace to replace the bedding and pillows with fresh colors, so the Ministry of Internal Affairs has specially selected a batch of the best ones for the nobles."

Qi Guiren smiled a little when she saw that the brocade quilt and soft pillow were all embroidered with her favorite patterns of pomegranate, lotus, bamboo fungus, gourd, vine and unicorn.

"This is a great trick!"

The eunuch said with a smile: "The pattern on this brocade quilt is an auspicious pattern made of gourds and vines. The gourd has many seeds, which is a metaphor for the reproduction of descendants.

This tent is fully embroidered with pomegranates and melons, which means that many children will bring blessings, and the melons are abundant.

My Lord, you see, the most important thing is this soft pillow. It is a boy riding a unicorn wearing a crown and robe, holding a lotus and a bamboo sheng, which means continuous life, and the unicorn also means sending children. "

The eunuch said mysteriously, "The stuffing here is filled with dried day lilies, which means Yinanxuanshou. Not to mention the fragrance, it is exactly the same as the soft pillow that Chunbin and Yingui used when they were pregnant with their elder brother." .”

Mr. Qi couldn't put it down, stroking the lifelike boy's pattern on the soft pillow.

"Yin Guiren is famous for being generous and very picky about the things she uses. She doesn't pay much attention to Chun Bin, so why would she use the same things as Chun Bin?"

Mr. Qi was filled with joy when he heard this: "If she didn't have her brother and concubine to gain face in front of the emperor, how would I be willing to deal with her!"

She solemnly handed the soft pillow to the palace maid, "Immediately go and replace this pair of pillows for me, and arrange them carefully. The squirrel leather pillow tent is very stuffy to sleep on, and the new one is also used." Put it on for good luck."

She glanced at the little eunuch with bright autumn eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, "If I really agree to your words, I will reward you well!"

The eunuch happily agreed and said: "This anxiang is newly prepared by the perfumer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It has a new flavor of perilla, which is good for the spleen, lungs and qi. It is most suitable for noble people. It is also Please accept it, little master."

After saying that, he also left.

Mr. Qi asked the chief to take the maids to clean up the bedding and bed tents, and then tried to light the newly delivered anxiang. As expected, it was sweet and moist, and it smelled particularly peaceful and calming.

She liked it very much and said: "It can be regarded as the Ministry of Internal Affairs' intention, but such a calming fragrance is very vulgar when paired with the four nanmu and primrose colored glazed screens, and it is different from the newly replaced bed curtains. appropriate.

You go and replace the distant mountain ink and plain gauze screen in the warehouse that the emperor rewarded, so that it matches. "

The maids agreed and changed quickly.

The eldest maid knew Mr. Qi's intention, so she hung three or five gold-plated and hollowed-out copper incense balls on the curtains and added incense.

After a while, strands of entwining fragrance were scattered, even and tranquil, quietly disappearing above the painting beams.

Because Mr. Qi was naturally afraid of the cold, he ordered several copper filigree enamel square braziers to be added, which made the palace as warm as spring.

Qi Guiren let Pei'er wait for him to wash up, and suddenly remembered something.

"I went to see Lady Fucha today. I didn't expect that the place where she lived was so unlucky that the ghost of the sinner came to visit her former residence."

Pei'er said with a smile: "The noble Fu Cha has a fierce temperament, and his words are even more unforgiving. If the ghost of the former concubine is still alive, I don't know how to hate her in my heart."

Qi Gui said with a smile: "Noble Fu Cha, it's just because of your bad luck."

Pei'er said with a smile: "I heard from the palace people that when there was a haunting, the girl Son'er saw the shadow in red. It was filled with resentment and wanted to turn into a ghost after death."

Mr. Qi was a little scared when he heard this: "Is this really true?"

Pei'er leaned close to her ear, with a mysterious look on her face: "No! I heard that some people are useless in life. They are wronged and bullied and have no choice but to seek revenge after death. Such people must wear clothes when they die. Wear red, so you can become a ghost."

Qi Guiren was filled with fear when he heard this, and asked in his heart: "Is that kind of ghost very fierce?"

Pei'er said proudly: "Of course! That is a fierce ghost among the fierce ghosts. Even the shaman and the magician can't suppress it. I just heard from the little eunuch that even the masters of Baohua Palace went to chant sutras to suppress it, but Fu Cha The noble man is still in a daze and talking nonsense, and he has not even woken up."

While the two were talking, the carved window sash in the palace was blown open by the wind.

With a squeaking sound, the candles in the hall flickered on and off.

Qi Guiren was startled, and quickly held Pei'er's mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense! It's getting late, I'm so scared of people."

Pei'er was frightened by the gust of wind and felt a little uneasy, so she hurriedly waited in silence for Qi Gui to sleep.

Perhaps it was because of Anxiang that Qi Guiren fell asleep quickly, but her sleep was not very peaceful. She tossed and turned several times before gradually becoming quiet.

Listening to Mr. Qi's breathing becoming more even, Pei'er felt sleepy and leaned her head against the wall and fell into a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but Pei'er felt like something was brushing against her face.

She opened her eyes dimly, only to see that the window sash in the bedroom had been opened at some point, and a few bluish firelights slowly floated in.

Pei'er panicked for no reason and reached out to touch her face.

Through the weak candlelight, I saw a red ribbon hanging leisurely from the beam, landing just above her head. When the wind blew, it floated to her face.

The head of the whisk was still wet, as if something had fallen on it. Pei'er was confused in her heart, but somehow she couldn't help but stretched out her hand, took a quick look after touching it, and saw a little scarlet on her finger.

All the sleepiness was shaken out of the sky, and she couldn't help shouting: "Blood! How can there be blood!"

A red shadow floated past the window sash and met her face to face. It was a pale face shedding blood and tears, saying in a thin and thin voice: "I want revenge!"

Pei'er's whole body was shaking like chaff, and she turned her back as if she had lost her soul, only to see Mr. Qi Gui, who had a frightened look on his face, sitting up from the bed at some point, standing there in a daze.

Qi Guiren's forehead was covered with big beads of sweat, and his few strands of hair were soaked through, sticking to his eyes in a sticky manner.

She didn't bother to wipe it, she just stretched out her fingers tremblingly, opened her mouth in horror, and couldn't make a sound.

By the time Pei'er came to her senses and knew how to call someone, the red figure had already disappeared.

That night, the He Palace in Yikun Palace was shocked. Qi Guiren went crazy and asked people to search everywhere, but except for the bloody whisk belt, no trace of the ghost could be found anywhere.

Taking advantage of the situation, Qi Guiren took Pei'er's hand and said, "Why did you come to me? Why did you come to me? I didn't kill Li Bin!"