Today, Miaoyi was accompanied by a little palace maid. When she saw Song Tingwan, she bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, goddess."
Song Tingwan nodded calmly and looked at Miaoyi, "What interesting things have you found these days?"
Miao Yi looked mysterious and said, "Come with me to the bedroom to take a look."
As she spoke, Miaoyi took her arm and led her to her palace. "Sister Goddess, are you ready for dinner?"
Song Tingwan shook her head gently, "No."
Hearing this, Miao Yi turned her head and said to the palace maid following behind her, "Sister Goddess likes spicy food and doesn't eat venison or offal. Go and tell them to prepare the meal."
The maid replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."
Miaoyi has been raised with Xiao Yunze in Rongfei Palace since she was a child. Now that she has not yet reached the age of marriage, she has not moved out.
It didn't take long before they arrived at the palace that belonged to her.
It's not very big, but everything inside is very exquisite.
It can be seen that although the emperor is sentimental and suspicious, he loves his daughter very much.
Song Tingwan followed her inside and soon saw a huge platform.
It was filled with all kinds of strange and bizarre things, and the fragrance could be smelled from a distance.
Miaoyi led her to the table and picked up a small porcelain bottle on the table as if offering a treasure, "Sister Goddess, smell it."
Song Tingwan followed his instructions and sniffed it, a look of pleasure in his eyes, and he dragged out the ending sound a little, "Hmm..."
“It smells nice.”
Miaoyi picked up another small porcelain bottle and looked at her cautiously, "Then smell this one."
Song Tingwan held the porcelain bottle at a moderate height, fanned the mouth of the bottle with her hand, and smelled a familiar scent.
Not quite sure, Song Tingwan smelled it carefully again.
Then he turned his head and looked at Miaoyi with a hint of surprise, "Is this the incense you made yourself?"
Miaoyi nodded heavily, "Yeah!"
"How is it? Does it look similar?"
Song Tingwan put the porcelain bottle back on the table and chuckled, "Indeed, it smells exactly like the shower gel."
"I didn't expect Miaoyi to have such skills."
Miaoyi was very pleased with the compliment, like a child who had received candy, and was overjoyed. "I just thought the shower gel smelled really good, so I wanted to create a similar scent."
"Goddess Sister, your shower gel and shampoo are really good!"
Miaoyi gave a big thumbs up, "I use it every day now! Every day I smell good, I don't even need to use incense!"
Song Tingwan smiled faintly, "If you like it, I'll give you some more when it's almost used up."
"Okay, okay." Miaoyi was very impolite.
Song Tingwan picked up other incense on the table and smelled it.
Many different flavors.
Some smell very sweet, some are very fresh, like newly unearthed green grass with dew, and there are also woody neutral notes.
All in all, there was no taste that made Song Tingwan frown.
"Quite impressive." Song Tingwan praised generously, with admiration in his eyes.
She really didn't expect that a princess who lived a life of luxury and had everything she wanted would spend time on these little things.
When I was still living in the Song family, all the socialites around me were idle. Most of them were extreme hedonists, waiting for their families to arrange decent and high-paying jobs for them.
Miaoyi is a princess of a country, but she is willing to spend time studying these things, and she does a good job. It must have taken a lot of effort for her.
Miao Yi's eyebrows were filled with joy, "If Sister Goddess likes it, I'll pick some for you."
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow, "Then I won't be polite."
Miao Yi nodded vigorously, as if expecting her to take it without hesitation. "Take it with all your strength! Don't be polite!"
Song Tingwan wasn't really that rude, so she picked two bottles of fragrance that didn't smell so sweet.
Meals in the palace were prepared quickly.
They didn't stay in the perfume room for long before the palace maids came to invite them to dinner.
The dining area is in a side hall, about the same size as the perfume room.
The high-quality dining table is filled with a wide variety of dishes.
Looks very delicious.
Song Tingwan wasn't very hungry originally, but now her stomach started to growl after seeing this.
Miao Yi waved her hand, and the palace maids who had stayed here to prepare the dishes quietly retreated.
Miaoyi seemed to be in a good mood and introduced the dishes to Song Tingwan very patiently.
"Sister Goddess, please eat more." Miao Yi rolled her eyes and said, "I've been busy making incense these days and haven't had time to go out of the palace to play with you."
"Sister Goddess, I heard you've recruited a few new disciples and are planning to open a clinic?"
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow, "You're quite well-informed."
"Hehe." Miao Yi chuckled twice, "When is the opening date? I'll go and support you."
Song Tingwan was amused by her. "What's so good about opening a clinic? It's only patients who go there. If you go there, it would be bad if you accidentally catch a cold or fever."
Miaoyi pouted and said nothing.
After a while, he continued, "Sister Goddess, is it possible to cure Concubine Rong's illness?"
Song Tingwan didn't give a definite answer, "I'll try my best."
Seeing that Miaoyi looked a little strange, he added, "But judging from her current condition, it shouldn't be a big problem."
After that, Song Tingwan warned again: "But, don't enter her bedroom until she recovers."
Hearing that Concubine Rong was not in serious trouble, Miao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
"The Emperor has issued a strict order that no one is allowed to enter. Don't worry, Sister Goddess."
As if she had put her mind at ease, Miaoyi started to eat.
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