I am Feng Jun

Chapter 848 847. Fake is Fake
"Daughter-in-law, have you forgotten something?"

Shen Ci thought for a while after receiving the bad news, and then replied to Mu Yuanxi.

Although yesterday's worry and today's worry are congratulatory gifts from Nanyue, Gao Quanzhen may not be the only one who needs the formula!

Before he realized it, he could analyze a little bit of it, so there's no reason why the original owner couldn't analyze the recipe of that wine!
In this regard, Mu Yuanxi, who had memorized a lot of words and was basically able to communicate with Shen Ci by himself, replied.

She didn't want to see the man in Jiaofang hall.

He would shrink back and avoid her, and she didn't want to see him so silent and cold.

Even though he would sneak into Jiaofang Hall in the dead of night to see if Shen Ci would come back so suddenly, Mu Yuanxi didn't want to meet him.

Even with the exact same face, she always felt uncomfortable and didn't like her at all.

Unlike Mu Lianya who can favor a dancer from the Western Regions who only looks like Jiang Ni in his eyebrows and eyes, Mu Yuanxi doesn't want to see Shen Ci who has no light in his eyes in Jiaofang Palace at all.

She once said that a fake is a fake, no matter how resembling it is, it is still fake, and it is impossible for her to find a substitute.

So even when she couldn't get in touch with Shen Ci, she never thought of using that person in Jiaofang Hall as a substitute to relieve her lovesickness, and after she got in touch, she didn't care about him even more.

Shen Ci got her answer, chuckled out loud, and a stream like a clear spring spread in his heart, warm and cool, extinguishing the dryness and hostility in his heart in the hot summer.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he was worried that Mu Yuanxi would go crazy because he couldn't find him, and he was also worried that Mu Yuanxi would be angry and kill someone.

But he never worried that Mu Yuanxi would transfer his affection for him to the original owner.

My trust in her seemed to come from the bottom of my heart, and I never had any doubts. Such a feeling of being able to live and die together cannot be easily replaced by an identical face.

And when Mu Yuanxi likes Shen Ci, it's not just that she loves the supreme misfortune face, she also loves Shen Ci when he changes into his original appearance.

As long as it's him, she likes it no matter what he looks like, but if it's not him, no matter how beautiful he looks?

Although Mu Yuanxi's answer pleased Shen Ci, Shen Ci still cared more about whether he could go back, so he persuaded her to go once and let the original owner analyze it.

Analyzing it in this way can avoid the risk of Nanyue giving wrong information, and it is more secure.

Mu Yuanxi sighed, and then seriously thought about it. If her baby couldn't come back, it would be useless for her to see him no matter how much she did. Although she didn't like it in her heart, she still took a trip.

Because no one in the entire palace except Mu Yuanxi knew that Shen Ci's eyes had such a heaven-defying function, and it was impossible for her to let others know that it would be harmful rather than beneficial to him.

So much so that she couldn't let others go for her, so she had to go by herself.

Mu Yuanxi tried his best to keep himself calm, looking at that familiar face, the young man's dead eyes were full of fear and resistance when he saw her, and his hands in his wide sleeves clenched into fists unconsciously.

When you don't like a person, even if he is innocent, but all his actions, even his existence is a mistake, this sentence is true.

Mu Yuanxi had to face this mistake now, she didn't want to talk nonsense, she directly rejected everyone and explained her intention.

"Get him back, can't you?"

It was the first time for the young man who seldom spoke since his venting on the fourth day of November.

Mu Yuanxi didn't speak, but nodded with care and imperceptible expectations in his slightly hoarse voice.

Different from Shen Ci, these eyes belonged to him, from the initial bewilderment to the gradual adaptation and skillful use, it has been more than 30 years since the two lives.

Although these eyes allowed him to see some facts that he did not want to accept, they also allowed him to see more of the world and know more things.

He also has a thorough understanding of everyone he meets.

Except this one in front of you.

He couldn't analyze it, but a soft ray of light enveloped his body, and there was nothing else on the light blue light curtain except a name.

Slightly pursing his lips, the young man stepped forward to open the seal of the jar after Mu Yuanxi placed the two jars of wine on the table between them and stepped back, and poured out a small cup each, concentrating on it looked over.

"After you figure it out, write it down and have Bei Xia send it to the East Palace."

Mu Yuanxi didn't want to stay in this cold hall for a moment longer, so he said so after a few breaths, and then strode out of the Jiaofang hall with a sharp arc on the hem of his clothes. Do not hesitate.

The palace people discussed, but the young man who watched the black figure drifting away silently breathed a sigh of relief, the ripples in his eyes all turned into calm, and the usual dead silence returned.

Mu Yuanxi came and went, and it only took a cup of tea. Although it was very short, it was enough for the people in the harem to play.

After all, although the palace people are busy preparing for the Qianqiu Banquet, the Taiqings are very idle.

In the evening, in Changle Hall, Mu Yuanxi received two recipes from Beixia.

Looking at the very fine ingredients and steps, Mu Yuanxi let Bei Xia go back with a long sigh of relief.

Then he discussed with Gu Qianqiu how to send the complete information on these two pieces of paper to Shen Ci.

Although Mu Yuanxi has a strong learning ability and a good memory, and has memorized a lot of words in the past ten days, but
There is no problem in translating the raw materials in this formula, but it is similar to "people must get its essence, water must have its sweetness, music must be at its right time, sorghum must be real, pottery must be clean, jars must be wet, and fire must be How do you translate the secret recipe of "Qi Huan" for wine making?

Don't say that Mu Yuanxi can't, even Gu Qianqiu has encountered difficulties.

It is impossible to translate this artistic conception, Gu Qianqiu scratched his head, intending to simply simplify the requirements, and then translate it.

If it weren't for the inability to mark the tones, Gu Qianqiu would have thought of using Morse code to send Chinese pinyin!
First translate the recipe into English, then translate it into Morse code, and then enter the Chinese characters that can be converted into a password in the input box according to the rule table calculated by Ah Huang.

After some operations, the toss until it was completely dark, and the two of them sent the recipe of yesterday's sorrow.

Then he continued to translate Jin Wangyou's.

The two of them didn't have time to eat, and they have been busy with this.

Lu Ai, who was kicked out after reminding him to have a meal, did not know what His Majesty and the Grand Scholars were plotting in the closed Changle Palace, but it seemed that the newly promoted Grand Scholars were very favored, and they were about to live in the East Palace. The little housekeeper couldn't help being a little sour.

The emperor's close ministers are not so close!And no matter how close you are, you can't get close to her!

(End of this chapter)