Jade Without Fragrance: Chapter 279 Dream

   Chapter 279 Dream

  The small and delicate glass bottle has a dreamlike beauty as the powder water flows slowly in the bottle.

   "This is—" Du Qing looked and looked, boldly guessing, "Venom?"

   Lin Hao said in a flat tone: "Xianglu."

  Du Qing's hand holding the glass bottle trembled.

  Why does Miss Lin think that her husband wants to see her when he sees this bottle of fragrance?

   He pushed Xianglu back: "I don't know how to get in touch."

  Lin Hao shook his head.

   "What do you mean?" In Du Qing's eyes, the girl in front of him is a mystery, and he must pay attention to every move.

Lin Hao pushed the glass bottle over again, and said slowly, "the words have already been said, it's boring for you to do this. If I wanted to hurt Mr., I would have exposed it a year ago, instead of sitting here now. Discuss with you. And then—"

   She paused for a moment, half-smiling, "It's too late to expose it now."

   This is a clear threat.

   Anger and killing intent were intertwined in his eyes, but Du Qing did not return the fragrance.

   Even if it is a threat, what can we do?

   Killed the second girl Lin and Prince Jing, and Prince Jing was far north.

   He silently put away the fragrance and left without saying a word.

   Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of tea with a wry smile.

   Of course, she's not as relaxed as she looks on the surface, even if rational analysis is feasible, she will still have a heart before this moment.

   As for how Du Qing communicated with the real Mingxin in the palace, Lin Hao didn't know, but she was sure that the real Mingxin who entered the palace had a way to contact outside the palace.

  Two days later, Mingxin Zhenren was bumped by a servant on the way back to his residence from the Hall of Mental Cultivation. The servant looked terrified and when he lifted him up, a small glass bottle wrapped in paper fell into his sleeve.

   God does not know, ghosts do not know.

  Ren Mingxin returned to the living room without changing his face, walked into the inner room and sat on the bed, and then took out the things from his sleeves.

   On the note is a familiar handwriting that simply states the situation.

  Mingxin Zhenren read it carefully three times and threw the note into the charcoal basin. The note was quickly licked by the flames and turned into fine ashes.

   He then picked up the glass bottle and looked at it.

  The words that can be written on the note are limited, but the owner of the glass bottle is confident that he is interested in seeing this object.

   What's so special about this bottle of fragrance?

  Ren Mingxin shook the glass bottle gently, opened the cork, and the fragrance came out.

   He put the fragrant dew up to his nose and sniffed it lightly, poured a little bit into the palm of his hand, rubbed it with the pulp of his fingers, and then his face changed.

  The purity of this fragrance is questionable.

   is not bad, but too good.

  There are many scents of floral dew on the market, and it can be said to be a new dew with a slight change in the aroma. If you say it, it seems to be purified by his special method of extracting medicinal juice.

   But he found out that method after countless attempts. There are many talented people in the world. It was a coincidence that he found the same method, but if you add the words on the note, it is obviously not the case.

   This is to tell him plainly that this bottle of fragrant dew was made by the purification method he mastered.

  Why does the other party know that he has never told others

   This person is to meet.

  Mingxin Zhenren is not a person who shrinks and hesitates. Since he decides to meet, he will arrange it soon.

  Lin Hao is a real person with a bright heart that he saw in a Taoist temple in the city.

   "It's you." Reality Mingxin looked at the girl who was giving gifts, and there were waves in his eyes.

  Lin Hao curled his lips: "Sir, we meet again."

  Mingxin's eyes were dark, and he was rarely speechless.

   "Sit down, sir." Lin Hao waved his handkerchief and swept the already clean chair, greeting him attentively. Those who didn't know thought she was the master here, not the one who was brought here.

  Mingxin's face was as usual, but he was confused.

   Where did this little girl's unabashed closeness come from?

   At his age, he can understand the world, but it is impossible to understand the heart.

  Ming Xin Zhenren's calm eyes hide a scrutiny.

   "Do you still remember me, sir? I'm Lin Hao, the second girl of the Lin family in the general's house. I've asked you for a fortune-telling..." Lin Hao used many words to hide his excitement.

  Three years of getting along, like a teacher like a father, she was the most gracious person in her previous life.

  However, I was speechless at that time, not even a single thank you.

   "Second Lady Lin, sit down and talk." Mingxin Zhenren said lightly, motioning her to sit down.

  Lin Hao sat down opposite.

   "Why does Miss Lin want to see the old man?" Actually, what Mingxin Zhenren wanted to ask was why she knew his identity.

  Lin Hao pursed his lips lightly, with a sincere expression: "do you believe in your destiny, sir?"

  Mingxin real person: ?

   Is this little girl joking about his status as a fortune teller?

   Looking at the girl's expression on the other side, she was very sincere.

   For a moment, Mingxin Zhenren sighed in his heart: This little girl is a talent.

   Seeing that the real person Mingxin was silent, Lin Hao was also a little stupid.

  Teacher can watch the stars, is good at divination, and walks the world as a fortune teller all the year round. Is it possible that you don’t believe this?

  If that's the case, it won't be easy for her to spread the nonsense behind her.

   Seeing that Zhenren Mingxin really didn't want to pay attention to her, Lin Hao had to ask again, "Do you not believe me, sir?"

   "Faith..." The prudent, wise, and knowledgeable old master of astronomy and geography almost squeezed the word out of his teeth.

  Lin Hao heaved a sigh of relief.

  The letter is good...

   "Sir received the fragrant dew, and you should see that it was made by the method you used to purify the concoction."

   The real Mingxin nodded slightly.

   "This method—" Lin Hao hesitated for a while, looking into the eyes of Ren Mingxin, "You taught me."

   These words are too bizarre, making Mingxin Zhenren suddenly sullen: "Little girl, do you think this old man is confused?"

"of course not."

  Mingxin Zhenren looked at her carefully, and he saw only sincerity in every expression.

   "Then tell me, when did the old man teach you?"

   "In a dream."

  Ming Xin Zhenren shook his neatly trimmed beard and took a sip of hot tea, suppressing his impetuous emotions.

   It has to be said that the girl in front of him was the first to make his mood fluctuate so much.

   "Little girl, tell me about your dream." Mingxin Zhenren quickly regained his composure and no longer let the other party take the initiative.

   "In my dream, Mr. is my teacher. He not only taught me how to purify medicinal liquids, but also taught me simple organ techniques..." Lin Hao said in a calm tone.

   Of course, she wouldn't tell the whole story, emphasizing the bond between teachers and students.

  Mingxin's first reaction was to disbelieve.

   In his situation, how could he have the energy and mind to accept an apprentice, and still accept a little girl.

   He thought so, so he asked.

  Lin Hao blinked: "Isn't this a dream?"

  Mingxin real person: "..."

   Lin Hao said everything he should have said, and looked at the old man across from him with bated breath.

  Ming Xin didn't say whether he believed it or not, and asked calmly, "Little girl, you've spent so much time seeing this old man say this, what's your purpose?"

   He fixedly looked at the serious girl with a subtle expression: "Could it be that you are offering a reward for that list?"

   (end of this chapter)