Chapter 8 Yun Yinxiang
When she heard the word "imperial carriage", Yun Wan's calm heart was in a panic for a moment, and then gradually became more panicked. Before she could see the emperor's procession clearly, she was pulled by the old lady and knelt on the ground.
The bluestone floor felt real, hard and cold. Yun Wan lowered his head respectfully like everyone else, but his heart was not at peace at all.
She had not expected to encounter the emperor of Great Qi's ceremonial procession on the way out of the palace.
Especially when the imperial carriage got closer, Yun Wan, who was always sensitive to smells, smelled the legendary precious and luxurious ambergris.
His heart was lifted, and the string in his mind was uncontrollably tense, especially when the imperial carriage stopped in front of him and a low and majestic greeting sounded above his head. Yun Wan's mind buzzed, and he didn't know what he remembered.
Fortunately, she lowered her head and no one noticed her abnormality. Emperor Jingxuan just exchanged a few simple greetings with the old lady and was about to leave.
However, something unexpected happened.
"Wait."
The moment the emperor's order came down, the palace servants carrying the sedan chair reacted quickly, staying in place in an orderly manner and looking forward.
Jiang Fusheng was surprised and stood aside with his back slightly bent, waiting for instructions.
The others were confused and bewildered.
Emperor Jingxuan remained silent. After the breeze died down, he tilted his head and looked down at the person on the ground.
Everyone was feeling uneasy, especially Madam Lu who was standing there. She looked uneasy and didn't understand what the emperor was looking for.
Suddenly, Emperor Jingxuan's eyes turned and his gaze focused on the light-colored figure.
He raised his eyelids slightly: "Who is this?"
Madam Lu was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty, this is the widow of my late son, Yun."
Yun family.
Emperor Jingxuan searched his mind for a moment, "Is the Minister of Rites from the Yun family?"
Hearing the sound of her door, Yun Wan's eyes flickered slightly. She remained kneeling and replied, "Your Majesty, my father is none other than Yun Wen Chong, the Minister of Rites."
The clear and melodious voice is refreshing, like jade beads falling on a plate, pleasant to the ears.
She was bent over, her slender back forming a graceful curve, the skin on the back of her neck was dazzlingly white, her head was lowered, her black hair was cloud-like, making it impossible to see her face.
But just listening to the sound can make people imagine the beautiful face of a hibiscus.
It felt like a feather brushed against her ear, and then left. Emperor Jingxuan's gaze left the white jade hairpin in her hair and moved downwards.
His eyes fixed on something, he asked casually, "What kind of fragrance did the Madam use?"
Yun Wan blurted out: "I didn't use any incense."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Yun Wan subconsciously looked up and was caught off guard by a pair of deep and profound eyes.
Her eyelashes trembled suddenly, and Yun Wan quickly calmed herself down and found that Emperor Jingxuan was looking at her.
To be precise, he was looking at what was on her waist.
Yun Wan lowered her head and saw the brocade bag tied around her waist, and finally understood.
She said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I was just bored and added some spices to the sachet."
So strictly speaking, she did not use any specific fragrance, and the fragrance emitted by the spices she combined was not available today, so it was difficult to give the emperor an accurate answer.
That's not wrong.
After he finished speaking, Yun Wan lowered his head again, not daring to look directly into the emperor's face or try to guess his expression.
The face suddenly exposed to the sunlight was as beautiful as peach and plum, as bright as stars, and the skin was as white and delicate as ice and snow with a texture as clear as jade.
Jiang Fusheng was secretly shocked that the third wife of the Lu family was so beautiful.
She has red lips, a beautiful nose, and eyes like autumn water. Even among the three thousand beauties in the palace, there is no one with such a flawless beauty.
He secretly raised his eyes and found that his Majesty's expression was calm and there was no clue, as if the peerless beauty in front of him was no different from a roadside flower.
As expected of Your Majesty.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.
Emperor Jingxuan raised his chin and said nothing, his straight back leaning back in a lazy posture. He glanced at Jiang Fusheng.
Upon receiving His Majesty's signal, Jiang Fusheng's fair, round face immediately broke into a smile. He took a few steps forward and came before Yun Wan, smiling and asking, "Madam, please stand up. Could you please take off your sachet for His Majesty to examine?"
After kneeling for a long time, Yun Wan's calves felt numb. He stood up from the ground and was stunned when he heard the second half of the sentence.
Mrs. Lu on the side reacted quickly, reached out and decisively pulled off the sachet on her waist and handed it to Jiang Fusheng.
"It's just a sachet. It's a blessing for it to be seen by Your Majesty." She put on a smile.
Jiang Fusheng held the azure sachet in both hands and handed it to Emperor Jingxuan, "Your Majesty, please take a look."
The sachet has a plain appearance, with flowers, birds and fortune patterns embroidered on the satin. The needlework is ordinary and there is nothing special about it. Only the fragrance emanating from the fabric is special, rich and refreshing.
Emperor Jingxuan held the sachet in front of his eyes. It was as small as a pocket-sized toy in his broad palm, and he played with it freely with his slender knuckles.
"Madam, can you tell me what spices are added to it?"
He asked quietly as the fragrance lingered around his nose.
Yun Wan said without hesitation: "Three qian of agarwood, half a liang of sweet pine, one qian of white plum, one piece of purple bamboo leaf, two qian of cloves, one fen of musk..."
Yun Wan is very familiar with the incense he has handled, and can accurately describe every scent in it without missing anything.
Emperor Jingxuan was surprised: "Madam, do you know how to make incense?"
Yun Wan: "I was influenced by my late mother and know a thing or two."
This made Emperor Jingxuan look sideways. Noble ladies have always been proud of mastering the eight arts of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea, as well as needlework. This is the first time they have seen someone who is good at making incense, especially when this incense is well-made.
That's quite strange.
"Does this incense have a name?" he asked.
Yun Wan shook his head: "Not yet."
This is the new fragrance she created these past two days, and she hasn’t decided on a name for it yet.
As soon as the words fell, the emperor spoke: "Like clouds and mist, hidden plums and condensed bamboos, the fragrance is ethereal and almost imperceptible, fresh, cold and fragrant but not greasy, so it is called -"
He paused and looked at Yun Wan: "How about 'Yun Yin'?"
Cloud hidden fragrance.
Yun Wan didn't dare to express her opinion, so she nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name."
This name is quite appropriate, elegant and charming, simple and generous, and easy to remember.
Yun Wan thought so.
She stared at the sachet that belonged to her in Emperor Jingxuan's hand. Seeing that his brow was calm, she thought that he should return it to her after looking at it.
As the thought had just come to his mind, he saw Emperor Jingxuan waving his hand, and then the palace maids set off. The grand procession gradually moved away, along with the sachet he had been thinking about.
Yun Wan was stunned.
She looked down at her waist and saw nothing.
Madam Lu caught a glimpse of her expression and said in a contemptuous tone, "Don't be so petty. It's just a sachet, but it makes you miss it so much."
"It is a blessing to be given a name by His Majesty, but your status is limited. You must not publicize this matter, lest you attract criticism."
Yun Wan turned a deaf ear and said obediently, "My daughter-in-law understands."
In fact, she has already figured out how to make a fortune.
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