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Iris did not hide the hairpin, but after rubbing the hairpin with her finger for a while, she inserted the hairpin into the hair bun under the bronze mirror: "If you hide it secretly, you will be worried about it. I put it on my head generously. Let everyone in the house know that this hairpin is mine so that no one will make an idea."

Huan'er frowned, knowing that the lady is not a high-profile lover. But she couldn't guess what she meant.

Iris poked Huan'er's forehead: "Don't frown, since the fragrance of agarwood is so precious, there must be fewer people who know about it, and even fewer people have met. Your Huan'er knows the goods, it doesn't mean that others also know the goods. Just like me, Isn't it the same as if it were an ordinary wooden hairpin?"

Huan'er straightened the hairpin again: "The young lady is right to say that, but the fragrance of agarwood is very special and will not dissipate for several years. So I am afraid that this good smell will also attract unnecessary young lady. trouble."

"Hide things, can the fragrance hide?" Iris asked Huan'er.

Huan'er nodded: "It can be hidden. This agarwood incense has a characteristic, that is, it will automatically converge when it is cold and refreshing. So as long as you hide the hairpin in a very warm place, it will converge the fragrance. Someone found out."

"It's so troublesome, so I just wear it. Who can **** it directly?" Huan'er said, holding the dressing table in both hands and got up: "I'm hungry, go eat."

Huan'er grabbed Iris and whispered: "Miss, you can wear it as you wear it, but you haven't told me why you suddenly had this hairpin. You didn't have this before last night."

Iris glared at Huan'er pretendingly: "You are ashamed to ask me this. You said you want to protect me, but yesterday I entered a man in my room, but you are like a pig sleeping. Don't say save me, just wake up. Didn't wake up."

"What!" Huan'er yelled: "The flower picker came in from Miss's room last night?"

Iris raised her hand and knocked **** Huan'er's head: "You have a problem with your ears. I clearly said that it was a man who came in last night. Why did you become a flower-picking thief in your mouth."

Huan'er rubbed her head grievously, and said: "Can a man who enters a girl's boudoir in the middle of the night be a good thing? Not a flower-picking thief but a shameless protégé."

Iris raised her chin and said triumphantly: "The man who came to my room last night was neither a flower picker nor a prodigal son. He is a very good man anyway. And this hairpin was given to me by him."

Huan'er tilted her head and smiled and said, "Huan'er has been with her since she didn't go to the Xiaopoyuan. Now when we grow up, the men she has seen count all ten fingers except for the servants in the house and the young master. Come here. And among those men, the ones who don't bully the young lady, make the young lady feel very good. All Huan'er knows is King Ming. Miss, did the King Ming come to the night party last night."

Iris sells it: "Miss you, have you met all the foreigners I have ever met, and you know them all? Huh, anyway, he's a man who is very close to me and looks super good-looking. I won't tell who it is. you."

Huan'er was very sure: "For a man who is good to the young lady and looks good, it is right that Ming Wang is appointed."

"Okay, don't guess at random. I'm hungry when I go to eat." Iris did not continue the topic, and took Huan'er out.

When Iris went to the dining room to eat, Chun Hong, who had been sweeping the floor before, sneaked into Shangguan Iris' yard.

"What? Chen Shui Xiang's hairpin?" Shangguan Yuanlan suddenly got up from the beauty couch, her face turned green.

Chunzhi hurriedly asked, "Chunhong, are you sure you heard it right. Last night, the king of Ming met the waste material and gave the hairpin carved from agarwood incense?"

auzw.com Chun Hong nodded vigorously: "Miss, Chun Hong heard it really. The conversation between Shangguan Iris and her maid, Huan'er, in front of the dressing table in the morning was clear. The servant girl hurried back to report to Missy."

Shangguan Yuanlan gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, well done, Chunzhi, reward."

Chunhong took a bracelet from Chunzhi and couldn't help but couldn't help but: "Thank you, Miss for your reward, Chunhong will go back and continue to inquire about the news for Miss."

Chun Hong left, Chun Zhi closed the door, turned back to follow Guan Yuanlan and whispered: "Miss, from this point of view, King Ming is very fond of the waste material. If things go on like this, will the young lady marry the Ming Palace? Depends on the face of that waste material?"

With a "pop", Shangguan Yuanlan opened the small table in front of her with a palm.

"The **** waste material can actually confuse King Ming here. Not only did she have a private meeting in the middle of the night, but she also gave her a hairpin made of agarwood incense. You know, the agarwood incense is more precious than gold, and it can only be matched by very noble royals. Enjoy it."

Chunzhi asked boldly, "Miss, why is the agarwood incense so precious? What's the magic in it."

Shangguan Yuanlan said: "The agarwood wood in this world is extremely scarce, and there are several types of agarwood, and it takes dozens or hundreds of years to grow into an agarwood plant. The agarwood found in the world is basically a tribute. The palace will make them into spices for the king to use. Because the fragrance is sweet, long-lasting, refreshing, and has the effect of getting rid of poisonous insects and mosquitoes. But it is the first time I have heard of them made into jewelry. And the king of Ming It is even more incredible to give this jewelry to that waste material!"

Chun Zhi snorted, "Ming Wang always does things so unexpectedly. Miss forget? When the waste material and the 笄, the Ming Wang was out of chaos, but he sent her a dagger made of Xuan Jing, and so did Xuan Jing. It's more expensive than gold."

"Yes, I forgot this. Ming Wang has always been generous with waste materials." Shangguan Yuanlan's eyes burst into red, and the hatred generated by jealousy is undisguised, wishing to immediately frustrate Iris.

"Shangguan Iris, you must die!"

Iris ate only a mouthful of porridge and shuddered inexplicably, feeling uncomfortable.

Damn, who is going against me?

Think about it, after waking up, I offended a lot of people. It's not just one or two who want to die.

"Huan'er, accompany me to walk around in the garden, to eliminate food."

Iris got up to get some breath in the garden.

Although it was midwinter and the flowers were sluggish, there were still a few plum blossoms in the garden. There are a few red plums and a few white plums. Hunting in the cold wind, the plum blossoms are proudly branched, with red or pink flowers blooming, exuding a clear fragrance.

Iris bent over and picked up a broken branch with buds on the ground and gave it to Huan'er: "Take it back and put it in a vase, and you can bloom a few flowers if you want."

Huan'er took over the branches: "Miss, there are only a few plum blossoms in this garden. The best place to truly appreciate plum blossoms is the plum garden where Miss II lives. There is a whole yard of plum blossoms, and they are all blooming in the wind at this time. The fragrance outside the courtyard wall is compelling."

Iris sighed: "Shangguan Yimei must be in a bad mood when I went to the plum garden. Let's not go to the mold and find it unhappy."

"Yeah, that's what Huan'er said." Huan'er squatted and picked up the broken branches again. Before seeing him, he stopped a pair of butterfly embroidered shoes.