Chapter 278 Dream



Chapter 278 Dream

The small and exquisite glass bottle has a dreamy beauty as the pink water in it flows slowly as it is turned.

"This is..." Du Qing looked again and again, and boldly guessed, "Venom?"

Lin Hao said calmly, "Fragrant dew."

Du Qing's hand holding the glass bottle trembled.

Why does Miss Lin Er feel that the gentleman wants to see her when he sees this bottle of perfume?

He pushed Xianglu back: "I don't know how to contact."

Lin Hao shook his head.

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

Lin Hao pushed the glass bottle over again and said slowly, "Having said this, it's pointless for you to continue like this. If I had hurt your feelings, I would have exposed you a year ago, instead of sitting here discussing it with you now. Besides—"

She paused, half-smiled, and said, "It's not too late to expose it even now."

This is a blatant threat.

Anger and murderous intent intertwined in his eyes, but Du Qing did not return the fragrant dew.

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

Not only did he kill Miss Lin Er, but he also killed Prince Jing, who was far away in the north.

He quietly put away the fragrant dew and left without saying a word.

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

Of course, she was not as relaxed as she looked. Even if rational analysis was feasible, she was still nervous until this moment.

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

Two days later, Master Mingxin was bumped into by a eunuch on his way back to his residence from the Yangxin Palace. When the eunuch helped him up with a panicked look on his face, a small glass bottle with a piece of paper wrapped around it fell into his sleeve.

God knows nothing, and ghosts know nothing.

Zhenren Mingxin returned to the living room without changing his expression, walked into the inner room and sat on the bed, then took something out of his sleeve.

The note was written in familiar handwriting, briefly stating the situation.

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

Only then did he pick up the glass bottle and examine it carefully.

The words that could be written on the note were limited, and it only said that the owner of the glass bottle was confident that he would be interested in meeting it after seeing it.

What's so special about this perfume?

Master Mingxin gently shook the glass bottle, opened the cork, and a faint fragrance wafted into the air.

He brought the dew to his nose and sniffed it, then poured a little into the palm of his hand, rubbed it with his fingertips, and then his expression changed.

There is a problem with the purity of this perfume.

It's not bad, it's too good.

There are many different scents of floral dew on the market, and even a slight change in the aroma can be considered a new scent. However, the methods used to make the scent are largely the same, so it is definitely not possible to achieve this level of purity. In fact, it seems that it was purified using his special method for extracting medicinal juice.

But that method was something he had figured out after countless attempts. There were many talented people in the world, and it was a coincidence that they had figured out the same method. But considering the words on the note, it was obviously not the case.

This clearly told him that this bottle of perfume was made using the purification method he mastered.

How did the other party know that he had never told anyone else?

This person needs to be met.

Master Mingxin is not a timid or hesitant person. Since he has decided to meet, he quickly arranged it.

Lin Hao met Mingxin Zhenren in a Taoist temple in the city.

"It's you." Master Mingxin looked at the girl who was bowing, and there was a ripple in his eyes.

Lin Hao curved his lips and said, "Sir, we meet again."

Master Mingxin's eyes were gloomy and he was rarely speechless.

"Sir, please take a seat." Lin Hao waved her handkerchief and swept the already clean chair, greeting him attentively. If you didn't know, you would think she was the owner of the place, not the one who was brought here.

Master Mingxin looked calm, but he was confused in his heart.

Where does this little girl's undisguised intimacy come from?

At his age, he understands the world but cannot understand people's hearts.

There was scrutiny hidden in the calm gaze of Master Mingxin.

"Sir, do you still remember me? I am Lin Hao, the second daughter of the Lin family in the general's mansion. I came to you to tell my fortune..." Lin Hao used many words to hide her excitement.

During the three years they spent together, he was like a teacher and a father to her, and he was the person who had done her the most favors in her previous life.

But I couldn't speak at that time, and couldn't even say thank you.

"Miss Lin Er, please sit down and talk." Master Mingxin said in a light tone, motioning her to sit down.

Lin Hao sat down opposite.

"Why does Miss Lin Er want to see me?" In fact, what Master Mingxin wanted to ask was why she knew his identity.

Lin Hao pursed his lips lightly, his expression sincere: "Sir, do you believe in fate?"

Master Mingxin:?

Is this little girl making fun of his identity as a fortune teller?

Looking at the expression of the girl opposite, she was extremely sincere.

In an instant, Master Mingxin felt deeply moved: This little girl is a talented person.

Seeing that Master Mingxin remained silent, Lin Hao was a little dumbfounded.

The teacher can observe the stars and is good at divination. He has been walking around the world as a fortune teller for many years. Is it possible that he doesn't believe this?

If that's the case, it would be difficult to elaborate on the nonsense she was going to say later.

Seeing that Master Mingxin really didn't seem to want to pay attention to her, Lin Hao had no choice but to ask again: "Sir, don't you believe it?"

"Faith..." The calm, wise, and knowledgeable old imperial tutor almost squeezed out the word from between his teeth.

Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Just believe it...

"Sir, when you receive the perfumed dew, you will see that it is made by the same method you used to purify the medicinal juice."

Master Mingxin nodded slightly.

"This method..." Lin Hao hesitated for a moment and looked into Master Mingxin's eyes. "You taught me this."

This was so bizarre that Master Mingxin's face suddenly darkened: "Little girl, do you think I'm getting senile?"

"Of course not."

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

"Then tell me, when did I teach you?"

"In a dream."

Master Mingxin shook his neatly trimmed beard, picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea to suppress his impetuous emotions.

It must be said that the girl in front of him was the first one who could make his emotions so fluctuate.

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

"In the dream, the teacher was my teacher. He not only taught me how to purify the medicinal liquid, but also taught me simple mechanical techniques..." Lin Hao spoke in a calm tone.

Of course, she would not reveal everything, and emphasized the relationship between teachers and students.

Mingxin Zhenren’s first reaction was disbelief.

Given his situation, he didn't have the energy or the mind to accept a disciple, let alone a little girl.

He thought so and asked.

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

Lin Hao said everything he needed to say and looked at the old man opposite him with bated breath.

Ming Xin Zhenren didn't say whether he believed it or not. He calmly asked, "Little girl, you took so much trouble to tell me all this. What's your intention?"

He stared at the serious-looking girl, his expression somewhat subtle: "Could it be that you are here for the reward on the list?"

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