Guizhi eventually went out, and ran very fast.
Before leaving, she gave the two of them a meaningful look, seemingly unconcerned that her princess, alone with a man, might "get into a fight"...
Yeah, there are lots of fighting styles...
As a maidservant by the princess's side, Guizhi had learned quite a lot.
After Guizhi left, Jingzhe laughed and said, "Didn't you just say that you don't want other people's things? That's why I said it's best not to take them!"
"..."
Su Mochen remained silent, sulking, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.
"I didn't want this one because I wanted to make a bottle just for you, one that matches your personality, a unique perfume that everyone will recognize as yours just by smelling it!"
"real?"
Upon hearing this, Su Mochen instantly broke down, looking at Jing Zhe with anticipation and asking.
Jing Zhe nodded with a smile, and Su Mochen immediately beamed with joy.
Seeing this scene, Jing Zhe was deeply moved.
Being a woman is both difficult and easy, depending on how you look at it.
Anger comes quickly and goes quickly.
If done correctly, a single sentence suffices.
They don't need you to flirt with them superficially; they need you to understand them deeply, to move them, to make them tremble, to make them burst into tears, because, after all, women are made of water…
What perfume are you going to make for me?
Su Mochen knew that the "Lihua Fragrance" bottle that Jing Zhe made for Lu Li was a homophone for "pear" in her name. It was specially made with pear blossoms. When applied to the body, a fragrant pear blossom scent would be released, making people feel immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.
"I'll make it for you..."
Jing Zhe thought for a moment: "Plum blossom."
"plum bossom?"
With her thick, long eyelashes fluttering, Su Mochen looked at Jing Zhe and smiled, "Why plum blossoms?"
"Because... do you remember me mentioning your name?"
"Though covered in dust, the ink marks are still thick."
Su Mochen could recite it off the cuff, which shows that she often talks about it when she's alone.
"Yes, you are like that ink mark, clear and deep. Even if you are stained with other colors, you are still you. Even in this deep palace, you are not arrogant at all. Just like the plum blossom that braves the cold, you bloom alone in the wind and snow, filling the garden with fragrance."
"..."
She felt he was wrong, but Su Mochen couldn't quite put her finger on it. Her mind was completely filled with Jing Zhe's praise, leaving her unable to process it. She also felt a little ashamed: It's not that I'm not proud, it's just that... I'm not proud when I'm with you...
Jing Zhe had only said he was making perfume for Su Mochen to appease her, but he hadn't expected her to be so easily fooled. He breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt like a complete jerk.
"Then... let's do it now!"
"..."
Jing Zhe paused for a moment, realizing that this statement was somewhat ambiguous!
However, she also knew that Su Mochen's "doing" was definitely not the same thing he understood, so she quickly replied, "Don't joke around, it will take more than a month for the plum blossoms to bloom!"
Plum blossoms bloom in the twelfth lunar month. Jing Zhe deliberately mentioned plum blossoms because of this, he didn't want to do it now.
"If we don't make plum blossoms, we can make something else first!"
“Others…”
Jing Zhe pointed out the window, "At this time of year, most of the flowers have withered. What's the point of making them? Why don't we wait until the twelfth lunar month to make them?"
"No, I need to use other floral scents to replace the plum blossom scent during this period! I definitely won't use the Li flower scent!"
It seems that the proud and arrogant Su Mochen still has a bit of a temper.
Without waiting for Jing Zhe to finish speaking, she said towards the door, "Guizhi, stop eavesdropping there, come in!"
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
Guizhi's expression remained unchanged, showing no embarrassment at being caught red-handed. "Your Highness, are we going to the Imperial Garden?"
Su Mochen nodded and pushed Jing Zhe out.
...
To be honest, Jing Zhe had only ever heard of or seen the Imperial Garden on television before. The gardens he saw after coming to this world were as large as the royal hunting grounds and as exquisite as the back garden of the Duke of Huguo's mansion that he visited yesterday. In his opinion, they were already quite good.
Even if the Imperial Garden is better than these, it probably isn't much better, right?
But once he entered the park, his eyes were opened.
Centered around Fuchen Palace, various independent buildings are evenly arranged on both sides of the Imperial Garden. Whether built against the wall or standing alone, they are all exquisite and well-proportioned.
These buildings are symmetrical yet not rigid, expansive yet not scattered; a single glance is pleasing to the eye.
Around the pavilions are various small gardens, planted with ancient cypress and locust trees, and decorated with strange rocks, jade seats, bronze statues of golden unicorns, potted flowers and bonsai, adding variety to the garden scenery and enriching its layers.
Unfortunately, just as Jing Zhe had guessed, in this late autumn season, although there were many potted plants in the garden, most of them had only sparse branches and leaves left. The two osmanthus trees, which were as thick as two people could hug, had long since lost their osmanthus blossoms, which had turned yellow and withered.
"Look, where are the flowers now?"
Jing Zhe said smugly, "If you ask me, I'd rather wait until the twelfth lunar month, when the plum blossoms are in bloom, and then I'll make you plum blossom incense!"
Su Mochen stubbornly shook his head and looked at Guizhi: "Guizhi, in this huge garden, there are no flowers left?"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Gui Zhi smiled and said, "Now that it's cold, most of the flowers have withered, just as President Jing said, but there are still chrysanthemums!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the most inconspicuous spot in the corner, and Jing Zhe then discovered that under the cover of vines, clusters of chrysanthemums were blooming on their own, their red and yellow hues creating a particularly enchanting sight.
Su Mochen saw it too, and his eyes narrowed.
"These are the ones!"
"don't want!"
Upon hearing the word "chrysanthemum," Jing Zhe immediately rejected it. The thought of XYXY's "chrysanthemum fragrance" was simply unbearable.
"Why?"
"Because... I don't like chrysanthemums, especially the yellow ones..."
Su Mochen ignored him: "But I like it! It's okay, it's not for you anyway, just do it!"
Looking at Su Mochen's delicate and beautiful face, and then remembering that she had rubbed chrysanthemums on her face, Jing Zhe shook his head again: "No, I won't do it if I don't like it."
"You don't keep your word."
"I made this, so why doesn't it count?"
Jing Zhe said firmly.
Su Mochen glanced at him, then bit her lip and said, "You have to do it whether you want to or not, it's not up to you!"
"reason?"
"you--"
Su Mochen opened his mouth, then glanced at Guizhi, who was listening intently beside him: "Guizhi, go ask Father for two jars of strong liquor, and tell him we want to make perfume."
Gui Zhi was just getting into it when she was suddenly sent away. She felt a little itchy and asked, "But Your Highness, President Jing hasn't agreed yet. Are we going to ask for strong liquor? What if President Jing doesn't agree in the end, and the perfume can't be made? Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if Your Majesty intervened?"
"You're so talkative!"
Su Mochen glared at her.
"He'll agree once you get back!"
"oh."
Guizhi glanced back at the two of them and left reluctantly.
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