after losing heart

Chapter 7 [007] No fragrance is better than fragrance
He pointed straight at Aunt Liu who was standing beside him, and asked in a deep voice, "Is this the senior perfumer selected by your Yuxiangfang?"

Aunt Liu's expression changed, and she quickly knelt on the ground.

The emperor snorted coldly, and shot his torch-like eyes at Qiancheng, "If you are so perfunctory, where is your dignity as a royal?"

Qiancheng was startled, she knew that it was not good to replace sesame oil with water, but she didn't think about it deeply, let alone thought that the emperor would be so furious.

Unconsciously, she raised her eyes to look at Su Mochen, but saw that his thin lips were slightly pursed, his face was as deep as water, and his deep and distant eyes did not know where to fall, like a stranger who was completely out of the way.

She lowered her eyes and bent her lips mockingly.

What are you expecting?
Under the gaze of everyone, she stood up slowly, came to the emperor, knelt down next to Aunt Liu, and bowed down, "Please calm down, Your Majesty! Even if you borrow Qiancheng's ten courage, Qiancheng will never dare!" Belittle the royal affairs! Qiancheng just thinks that there are more than tens of thousands of strange fragrances in this world, and Qiancheng dared to use clear water, intending that no fragrance is better than fragrance, not perfunctory, and please forgive me."

She couldn't talk about the spilled sesame oil. Not only would it not help the matter, but it would only make her guilty of deceiving the emperor.

What a no fragrance is better than fragrance!

There was a suppressed sigh from the crowd.

The emperor was also taken aback, not only because of the woman's words, but also because of the woman's attitude, her words were clear and her eyes were clear, neither disrespect nor timid.

"Your name is Qiancheng?"

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and became interested on the spur of the moment.

"Yes!" The voice is as moist as pearls, refreshing.

"According to what you mean, the annual incense tasting meeting in the palace can be cancelled, and the Imperial Fragrance Workshop can also be disbanded. The world doesn't need to use incense anymore, they only need to use clean water, right?"

The emperor leaned over to stare at her, his sharp eyes flickering with interest.

"Qiancheng doesn't mean that, Qiancheng means..."

"That's clearly what she meant!" The emperor suddenly straightened his waist and interrupted her sharply: "A little girl is so arrogant, do you know the consequences of these words? Huh?"

The emperor suddenly lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he was looking straight at Qiancheng.

Threats and lures, there is no woman in the world that he cannot subdue.

Qiancheng's heart trembled, he was frightened by the hostility in his eyes, and was at a loss when he heard a gentle male voice: "Father, today's incense meeting is a pleasure, why should father be angry about such a thing? My son thinks that this girl has no malicious intentions, but she just wants to be different and stand out among so many outstanding people."

Qiancheng was stunned, and followed the prestige, and saw a man standing in the royal banquet not far away, dressed in white clothes that were as snowy as snow, warm and moonlight, like a banished fairy who didn't touch a trace of mortal spirit, and said with a faint smile towards him. When she coveted it, it was like a spring breeze blowing on her face.

Qiancheng's heart was full of enthusiasm. He called himself a son-in-law and stood next to Su Mochen. He should be the current third prince Su Mofeng.

It's just that she has never met him before, so why did he speak out to save her?

Before he could think about it, the emperor had already opened his mouth, "What? Feng'er has taken a fancy to him?"

(End of this chapter)