Vendor Li San has been very distressed recently. It is difficult to do business. He cannot sell his cheap rouge jewelry. Since the last big business, he has not sold anything in the past few days.

What's even more bizarre is that recently many people are obsessed with something called "forehead wipes", which are tied on the forehead like a hair band. There are many hair bands, with many colors and beautiful patterns, but...

No one bought it.

At this time, a middle-aged man came over and greeted him with a smile: "This man wants to buy jewelry for his wife. I have everything, good quality and low price..."

"Does King Yuqi use the same method to wipe his forehead?" the man asked.

"Qi Wangtong..." Li San quickly picked up a few hair ties, "Do you think this is it? I have them in all colors..."

The man pushed him away and said angrily: "I want the same style as Prince Qi to wipe my forehead. What's the point of giving it to me? If you don't have it, just say you don't have it. It's a waste of my time, huh!"

"Sir, don't leave. Look at other things!" Li San was thumping his chest when he saw that the business he had obtained was gone like this. Just this morning, no less than ten people came to ask if anyone had the same money as Prince Qi.

He couldn't figure out what the difference was between the Qi Wang's forehead wipes and the headband, or did he add the words "Qi Wang's same style". Even so, what was the relationship between Qi Wang's forehead wipes and Qi Wang himself?

Can you sell this work to wipe your forehead?

While he was distracted, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

"Eh-girl! The girl with the basket."

Mu Qiulan looked back: "You called me?"

"Yes, yes!" Li San waved to her hurriedly.

Mu Qiulan remembered him and came over, "How is the business doing, shopkeeper?"

"Harm, don't mention it!" Li San said, and then asked expectantly: "By the way, why don't you see that lady?"

"My young lady has gone home." Mu Qiulan didn't want to reveal too much.

"Oh..." Li San asked again: "Then...where are the two military masters?" He was waiting for them to bring people to take care of his business every day.

Mu Qiulan shook her head: "I don't know, it should be in the military camp!"

Seeing her asking questions, Li San could only say: "The plum blossom hairpin that girl bought last time was pretty good, how about you choose something else?"

"No! I don't have any use for these things."

"What did the girl say? The girl has a beautiful appearance, and she needs these accessories to set it off. Like this rouge, which can make the skin white and rosy, and this flower..."

Mu Qiulan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so she turned around and left.

"Hey - girl, don't leave yet! Listen to me, there are no ugly girls in this world, only lazy ones. Try my rouge and gouache..."

"Humph! If you are ugly and don't know how to dress up, it will be weird if you get married!"

…

Mu Qiulan bought several spices to be used from the incense shop. The rest were available in Prince Jasmine Qi's Mansion, and she had picked some to dry in the past two days.

Zhuang Wan saw her when she came out of the cloth shop and shouted: "Miss Chou!"

Mu Qiulan turned around, saw her, walked over to Fu Shen and said, "Mr. Zhuang."

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhuang Wan glanced at the basket in her hand: "What are you buying?"

"Some spices." Mu Qiulan said.

"Oh..." Zhuang Wan remembered that she was indeed good at making incense.

"By the way, are you used to being in Prince Qi's Mansion?" Although the story of the male and female protagonist has nothing to do with her, she still wants to gossip about it.

Mu Qiulan nodded: "It's good. King Qi is not as difficult to serve as I thought."

"Oh~" Zhuang Wan looked like she understood, but when she looked up, she saw Mu Qiulan staring at her blankly, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and there was something...ambiguous in her eyes that she couldn't understand.

Does the heroine have any thoughts about her? Zhuang Wan was shocked by this speculation, and her face changed.

"A Chou girl...why are you looking at me like this?"

Mu Qiulan smiled brightly: "I just think Mr. Zhuang... is really... too handsome!"

"..."

What does this want to express? Zhuang Wan lived in Bengbu. She wondered whether the heroine's personality had collapsed.

She could only laugh and said: "Girls really love to joke, and those like His Highness Prince Qi are really handsome."

"He is different from you! You are more special." Mu Qiulan expressed his appreciation for her without hesitation.

"This..." Zhuang Wan didn't know how to answer the question, she just wanted to run away: "I... I have something else to do, so I'll excuse you now!"

After saying that, he ran away quickly, turning back while running, and saw Mu Qiulan still watching her with a smile on her face, her expression seemed to say: Look how you run out of my hand.

This woman is so terrifying, I won’t even let her go...

The boy driving the carriage saw Xiao Jingchen staring outside for a long time. He didn't dare to ask him who he was looking at, so he could only continue to wait.

It wasn't until Mu Qiulan turned around and disappeared into the crowd that Xiao Jingchen lowered the car curtain and said, "Let's go!"

He just bumped into it by chance, but he didn't expect that this ugly girl would actually have an affair with a soldier in his camp. Meeting him on weekdays was like a mouse meeting a cat, but now he was very happy...

Zhuang Wan ran straight for two blocks before stopping, but Mu Qiulan's "malicious" smile still lingered in her mind.

"Absolutely terrible!"

"What's wrong with you?" Suddenly someone tapped her on the shoulder.

"Oh my god!" Zhuang Wan was startled when she saw it was Yan Cheng and patted her chest: "It's okay."

"I'm looking for you!" She pulled Yan Cheng: "Let's quickly go to Bai Qilang's house to take a look at the latest batch of goods."

…

Mu Qiulan returned to the house and put away the dried jasmine flowers. Mix agarwood and sandalwood, supplemented by a small amount of frankincense and amber, refine the honey, and then wrap the crushed jasmine flowers into a clay pot.

Sealed and stored for a month, the fragrance of jasmine blends with the sweetness of agarwood, the fragrance of sandalwood and frankincense, making it soft but not weak, tough but not hard.

She named this fragrance "Ya" and it was deeply loved by literati.

When she just sealed the fragrant powder into the jar, Feng Cheng came over and said that the prince was back and called her over.

She quickly packed up and went to wait on her, thinking that Xiao Jingchen usually returned home at dusk in the past, but it was indeed a bit early today.

Xiao Jingchen didn't blame her for being late. He watched her undressing him expressionlessly, her technique was already very skillful.

"What...do you smell like?"

Mu Qiulan stopped, thinking that it might have been tainted with some fragrance when making incense. She came in a hurry and only washed her hands without changing clothes.

No one except her aunt knew that she was making incense in private. She also promised the incense shopkeeper that she would never mention to anyone that the expensive incense was made by her.

"My lord, please forgive me. It's probably because my maid went to the spice shop earlier and got some of it on her body."

"Spice shop?" Xiao Jingchen didn't ask her what she was buying spices for, but said coldly: "Did you meet someone else?"

"Yes! I met a friend by chance."

Xiao Jingchen didn't expect her to be calm and asked: "What friend?"

"He is one of the prince's subordinates... a soldier. He helped the maid when the lady's purse was stolen before."

"What is your name?"
Chapter completed!