After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Thinking of this, Cui Rong calmed down, and after carefully selecting the spices in the store with Cui Yunhe, she returned to the mansion with the purchased spices.

Inside the room, the two of them sat upright, and Cui Yunhe watched Cui Rong intently, watching how her deft hands skillfully blended the spices and how she meticulously rolled each incense stick.

The focused and graceful movements were like an exquisite art performance.

When the first stick of incense slowly burned, the sweet but not greasy sandalwood immediately filled the entire space.

There is just the right amount of freshness in the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"It's really impressive that my sister has mastered such exquisite craftsmanship!"

Cui Yunhe's eyes were full of admiration and surprise.

Cui Rong just lowered her eyes slightly, and her eyes seemed to drift through the sandstorms of the past border, and the hardships of those days were vivid in her mind. When she first arrived at the border, she faced the harsh environment and the hidden worry that the royal family might be angry with her family at any time because of them.

Her father and mother could not sleep every night, so she taught herself to make incense.

I only wish to exchange a wisp of fragrance for a moment of peace and tranquility for my family.

Catching a glimpse of the barely perceptible sadness that flashed across Cui Rong's face, Cui Yunhe quickly changed the subject.

Trying to dispel the heaviness: "The Queen Mother will surely praise these incense sticks!"

Cui Rongrong did not answer directly, but wrapped each bunch of incense more carefully.

He ordered his servants to deliver it to the palace immediately and make sure it was safe.

As night falls, the silver wheel hangs high in the sky and the stars twinkle in the sky.

The sisters' laughter echoed in the house for a long time, until late at night, Cui Yunhe reluctantly got up and left.

Cui Rong personally escorted him to the gate of the mansion and looked up at the bright and clear full moon in the night sky.

There was a hint of determination in his eyes, a firmness that was not easily noticed.

Tonight, Wen Yinyang, you should have understood my silent message, right?

"Sirly Wolf."

She called softly, and the Heavenly Wolf, as secretive as the night, appeared immediately.

At the same time, Zhao Lin, who was hiding in the dark, was also brought into her sight without any expression.

Cui Rongrong's eyes turned slightly cold, and she deliberately raised her voice: "I have an extremely important task for you to carry out."

The moment Tianlang received the order, her figure blended silently into the embrace of the night like a streak of flowing ink in the night. She returned to the house lightly, stood still for a moment, and listened to the last subtle sound on the roof that did not belong to the night completely disappear. Only then did she change into her tailor-made nightgown with ease.

The clothes cling to the skin like a second skin, and every inch of fabric is soaked in the silence and mystery of the night.

The door hinge made a slight sound, and she left the house as quietly as a ghost, disappearing into the deeper night.

At this moment, Wen Yinyang in the courtyard was feeling uneasy and pacing back and forth.

Under the moonlight, a beautiful figure landed lightly on the ground, like a petal accidentally falling in the night breeze.

It instantly lit up his eyes, taking away some of his anxiety and adding a bit of warmth.

"Ms. Cui."

He quickly put away his chaotic thoughts and bowed respectfully, but a hint of surprise could not be concealed in his eyes.

In response to his salute, Cui Rong's smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, gentle but with a power that could not be ignored.

"It's just you and me here, Mr. Wen, don't be too restrained," she said in a cold but gentle voice, "I know you must have doubts in your heart, so why not tell me frankly."

Her words were gentle, but they directly touched the deepest thoughts in Wen Yinyang's heart.

"What plans does Master Wen have for the future?"

While asking questions, her eyes were sharp, as if she could see into people's hearts.

Wen Yinyang's heart was filled with alarm, even though he had received help from Cui Rongrong many times before.

But the painful lesson of the Wen family told him that trust should be done with caution, even for the seemingly well-intentioned eldest lady of the Cui family.

"I still don't fully understand what Miss Cui said."

Cui Rongrong spoke calmly, but every word was precious: "If Master Wen wants to clear the name of his father, brother, and the princess, it will be difficult to do it alone."

She paused, her eyes far-reaching, "I want to remind Master Wen that a wise bird will choose a tree to roost on, but you must also be on guard against monkeys scattering when a tree falls. Don't place all your hopes on one person."

These words were like a wake-up call, causing Wen Yinyang's heart to suddenly tremble.

Indeed, he was at a crossroads, wondering who to turn to. The situation was urgent, and every step depended on the future of the Wen family.

He was willing to take any risk, because otherwise he would have to watch his family decline.

"Thank you Miss Cui for your sincere words. Otherwise, I might have made a big mistake out of my impatience."

Cui Rongrong's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible approval: "When doing anything, preparation is the key to success. Failure to preparation leads to failure. Diversifying investment hopes is the best strategy."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, leaving behind a meaningful sentence: "Mr. Wen has a promising future. I hope you will be cautious at every step and judge the situation carefully. That's all I have to say. Please think twice."

Just as her figure was about to blend into the night, Wen Yinyang suddenly called out to her, "Please stay! I have a question in my mind. Why did Miss Cui help me so much?"

Cui Rong looked back, a faint smile on her face, her eyes twinkling like stars: "It's because I care about the people, and I don't want to see a good official depressed."

After she finished speaking, she turned around again with light steps.

It was as if it had melted into the embrace of the night, leaving behind only an increasingly blurred silhouette.

Wen Yinyang stood there in a daze, staring in the direction where she disappeared. His heartbeat quickened, his eyes flashing with unprecedented determination and passion.

The next morning, the dawn broke in the sky and the palace gradually woke up from its slumber.

With the help of the nanny, the Queen Mother completed the complicated dressing ceremony and was preparing to start her daily morning lessons.

She gestured slightly, and the nanny immediately lit the incense burner beside her.

As soon as I closed my eyes, an unusual fragrance wafted up and lingered around my nose.

"This is not the incense we usually use."

The Queen Mother's voice was somewhat surprised.

Upon hearing this, the nanny hurried forward to take a closer look, a trace of panic on her face: "It was my carelessness that made me mistakenly use the incense that the daughter of the Xiao family gave me yesterday, saying that it was specially prepared for offering to the Buddha."

"I did not put it away properly in time. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Mammy pleaded in a low voice, her face full of apology.

There was a glimmer of interest in the Queen Mother's eyes. "Bring it here for me to see."

The nanny carefully presented the unique incense. The empress dowager looked at it carefully for a moment and said slowly, "Her gift is indeed unique. It is different from the jade Guanyin or high-quality agate Buddhist beads or the scriptures handwritten by the master that ordinary people give. This incense has a unique flavor."

“This is the first time I have received such a unique and thoughtful gift.”

The Queen Mother sighed softly.

The nanny carefully observed the queen mother's expression and replied with a smile: "Miss Xiao is indeed innovative and perfectly suits the queen mother's taste."

"This fragrance is fresh and refined, and it makes people feel refreshed. It is far better than the stimulating fragrances in the past. It is perfect for offering to Buddha. Alas, how can those eunuchs compare with such delicate thoughts!"