Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao couldn't help but laugh.
"Then stay here, or how about living in your previous yard?" Yang Zhao asked Ayu with a smile.
Ayou nodded quickly: "Thank you, lady donor."
"Go and rest."
Yang Zhao asked someone to take Ayou to a place where he could be settled. As for Xiao Xier, she actually followed like a little tail.
Yang Huaijin was heartbroken when he saw this scene.
"Sister, although the little monk is a monk, you let him live in the courtyard next to Xiao Xier. Isn't that not good? Why don't you let him live in the outer courtyard?"
Yang Zhao glanced at Yang Huaijin and smiled slightly: "Why didn't you say this before?"
Yang Huaijin was stunned for a moment, then touched his nose and said guiltily, "I pushed him and injured him, didn't I? You arranged for him to live there, and I can't say anything. I can only let the maid keep an eye on him morning and night. Besides, he knows some medical skills, so I thought he could check on Xier. Now that his injuries have healed, it's not appropriate for him to live next door to Xier."
"No problem."
How could it be okay?
Yang Huaijin wanted to say something, but then he heard Yang Zhao say with a faint smile: "Ayou is a little girl, it is not appropriate for her to live in the outer courtyard."
What?
"Little girl?"
Yang Huaijin was completely stunned.
"Yes, it's a little girl. Didn't I tell you before?" Yang Zhao looked at Yang Huaijin with a stunned expression, and seemed to just remember that he seemed to have... never told her.
Thinking about some things in my previous life.
Yang Zhao looked at Yang Huaijin and said, "Just treat her as a little monk. She doesn't seem to want people to know that she is a girl."
Yang Huaijin's expression froze.
In the end, what else can you say except nod?
"By the way, what happened tonight..."
Yang Huaijin paused and looked up at Dong Shuang.
Dong Shuang immediately understood, bowed slightly, and left with the maid in the room.
"Sister, what happened tonight? Were you discovered?" Yang Huaijin didn't leave, mainly because he wanted to ask what happened tonight.
Yang Zhao's situation at that time seemed wrong no matter how you looked at it.
When Yang Zhao thought about what happened tonight, his temples bulged slightly, but he remained calm on the surface: "Yes, it was indeed discovered."
She roughly described the process.
Just omitted some details that cannot be mentioned.
"So, none of what Xiaoqing said is correct?"
After hearing this, Yang Huaijin couldn't help but frown: "Sister, there's something wrong with this."
"What a coincidence."
"It feels like this was all planned. Could this be a trap? Designed specifically for you?"
In fact, Yang Zhao had already thought about this possibility on the way back.
But after she thought about it over and over again in her mind, she felt that this possibility was not great.
"It was indeed a coincidence, but if I hadn't asked Xiaoqing more at the time, she wouldn't have told me what she overheard later."
"Besides, even if I knew everything, there's no guarantee that I would go to the Royal Villa in person."
If she hadn't been reborn.
If she hadn't guessed that he might be reincarnated, and if it weren't for some combined factors such as his kindness in collecting corpses in his previous life, she would definitely not have gone to the villa in person to confirm it.
So...how does the other party set a trap?
Unless he knew that she was reborn, that she was still 'grateful' for his kindness in collecting her body, and that he knew what she wanted to do afterwards... then he could be 100% sure that she would go.
But is this possible? ?
Yang Zhao thought about it and felt that it was impossible.
However, she overlooked one point: what if the other person knew her personality very well?
Yang Huaijin frowned, feeling something was wrong.
But I can’t quite put it into words.
"Oh, by the way, sister, you said that the disguise on your face fell off as soon as you entered the water. That means there must be something wrong with the water. Let Aunt Xu come over tomorrow. Don't let anyone wash your wet clothes yet. Let Aunt Xu take a look at them when the time comes."
Yang Zhao nodded.
In fact, after she changed her clothes, she had already asked Dongshuang to fold them and put them away.
The next day.
Aunt Xu put the clothes under her nose and sniffed them, then said with a smile, "It's the fragrance of Shengxiang."
"Shengxiang?"
It was the first time Yang Zhao heard of such a thing.
Aunt Xu sat down on a chair, took a sip of tea, and then said, "That's a 'medicine' that can remove dirt very effectively. Normally, it's only used in Buddhist temples when high monks pass away, to cleanse their bodies of dirt before they meet the Buddha."
"but……"
"This kind of thing is not common. I heard that it is only found in royal temples, and only the high monks in the temple can use it when they are about to pass away. I see that the smell on your clothes is quite strong. When did you go to the royal temple?"
Yang Zhao didn't answer, but asked, "Aunt Xu, can this Shengxiang make your disguise fall off instantly?"
Aunt Xu was relieved.
"Did you let this incense get on your face?" Aunt Xu stared at her and asked.
Yang Zhao nodded.
Aunt Xu frowned slightly, put down the cup, stood up and walked to her, bent down, put her nose to her cheek and sniffed it, and finally touched it with her hand.
“It really is.”
Yang Zhao's heart tightened slightly: "Is there a problem?"
"There's no other major problem."
Aunt Xu returned to her seat and picked up her tea cup again. "In the next six months, I'm afraid you won't be able to disguise your face in any way. Any disguise will fall off quickly, even... makeup won't work."
ah?
Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment.
"But fortunately, you have a chubby face and are pretty, so it doesn't matter if you don't wear makeup. It's just that women will lack femininity without makeup." Aunt Xu looked at Yang Zhao with a smile and blinked her eyes, looking coquettish.
But coupled with her old face at that moment, it was really a bit eye-catching.
Yang Zhao smiled helplessly.
But after thinking about it, she asked again: "Aunt Xu, if it is a whole large pond of water, how much Shengxiang will be needed?"
"How big is the pool?"
Yang Zhao roughly described the scope.
Aunt Xu touched her chin and said, "That would require quite a lot! I guess we'd have to use a horse-drawn carriage to pull it..."
A carriage?
If it is true as Aunt Xu said, then Shengxiang is only available in Huangsi.
It takes more than one or two days to reach the capital from the Imperial Temple, and the carriage only arrived yesterday... So, is everything really just a coincidence?
But isn’t it too coincidental?
In this world, if too many coincidences appear at once, it is very likely that... it was planned!
Aunt Xu looked at Yang Zhao, who was lost in thought, and smiled slightly, narrowing her eyes. "Little Zhao, where on earth does that fragrant scent of yours come from? I just sniffed it, and it's not just your face that smells that way, it's even on your hair. And just now I heard you mention the big pond, but there's no such big pond in the Imperial Temple. Besides, I smell... the scent of a man on you."
What's manly?
Yang Zhaowei was stunned.
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