Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

When Chu Huanjun returned to the mansion, he saw Shi Taoyao sitting under the wisteria trellis. On her legs was a bamboo basket filled with dried flower petals. She was chatting and laughing with Huai Ling.

Chu Huanjun suddenly had an idea, so he quietly turned aside and hid under a corner, wanting to secretly see what Tao Yao was doing.

Over the past few days, An An had been tinkering with some strange ointments on Tao Yao's face. Chu Huanjun hadn't seen Tao Yao without a clown face for a long time. Now that An An was away, Tao Yao rarely wore a plain face, and she seemed to be in a much better mood.

The bright sunshine poured into the courtyard, illuminating everything with a lush, vibrant glow. Tao Yao's face also shone in this spotless sunlight, looking incredibly clean.

Is she getting whiter? Chu Huanjun wondered in his heart.

Tao Yao ate very little food these days, but instead took a lot of medicinal soups and pills, so she looked thinner than before.

She sat in the courtyard, wearing a sky-blue robe. Her figure was slender, like a mint leaf soaked in clear water, floating lightly, with nothing to rely on in the sparkling ripples.

Just looking at it makes one feel a little pity for no reason.

Huai Ling held several small embroidered bags in her hands, and occasionally handed one to Tao Yao.

Tao Yao took out some dried flowers from the bamboo basket, some red petals here, some white petals there, and picked up a few emerald green pine needles from somewhere, and stuffed them into the embroidered bag little by little.

It turned out that they were making sachets.

Chu Huanjun had watched enough from the shadows, so he walked up to Tao Yao, fanning himself with his hands. He deliberately covered his face with his hands and yawned deeply, then asked with a smile, "Xiao Tao, why are you up so early today? You're up much earlier than me."

Tao Yao rolled her eyes at him and said, "Yes, the early bird catches the worm. Lazy people like you who sleep until noon will be eaten by the birds."

She knew that Chu Huanjun had gone out to do some business early this morning, so she pretended to be ignorant.

Chu Huanjun also followed Huai Ling's example and picked up a bench from the side. He sat next to Tao Yao and looked at the bamboo basket in her hand with a smile.

There are cloves, atractylodes, angelica, golden osmanthus, white chrysanthemum, and cedar in the basket. These are all dried spices, classified into different categories, each type is placed in a pile, and neatly arranged on the left side of the basket.

Strangely, the right side of the basket was covered with tender and soft crimson petals, which turned out to be fresh rouge peaches.

"Huh? Where did you find peach blossoms at this time?" Chu Huanjun asked.

Huai Ling replied from the side, "Your Highness, the kitchen is steaming peach blossom buns today. These are the leftovers from the cooks' cooking, so they sent them here. They said they could be used for bathing. But the Second Miss said it would be a waste to use such beautiful peach blossoms for bathing, so she used them to make sachets."

Tao Yao smiled and added, "This morning, An An was sweeping the snow in front of the mansion gate when a woman selling peach blossoms knocked on the door. She said these were peach blossoms shipped from Jiangnan and she couldn't sell them all, so she sold them to An An at a low price."

"Peach blossoms shipped from Jiangnan?" Chu Huanjun's heart moved. "Did An An mention what that woman looked like?"

Tao Yao thought for a moment and replied, "They say the woman had a veil on her face and was dressed in mourning. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, I could tell she had an excellent demeanor and temperament. She didn't look like a street vendor selling flowers every day, but more like a woman from a wealthy family. So, is this another one of your old lovers?"

The gloom that had originally shrouded Chu Huanjun's heart suddenly dissipated - Zhining came to the capital.

Zhining gave him the forged bills and then handed the real ones to Zuo Tang. She was trying to tell Chu Huanjun not to look down on her.

Chu Huanjun did not let Zhining get what she wanted, but Zhining also had her own ways to prevent Chu Huanjun from getting what she wanted.

Just like now, she let Zuo Tang get ahead of him and disrupted his plans.

Chu Huanjun followed Tao Yao's words and answered nonchalantly, "Maybe."

He didn't want to talk about Zhining, so he changed the subject and asked with a smile, "Xiao Tao, are you preparing in advance for taking over as the boss of Fuxiangzhai in a few days?"

Tao Yao shook her head, tied up a newly packed sachet with a gold thread string, and put it in Chu Huanjun's hand.

"Smell it and see if it suits your taste."

A smile broke out on Tao Yao's face, and she waited expectantly for Chu Huanjun's answer.

Chu Huanjun put the sachet to his nose and sniffed it, then smiled and said, "It smells so good."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Tao Yao's smile deepened. She hurriedly picked up an embroidered sachet and picked dried flowers from the bamboo basket to fill the sachet.

"I'll be staying at your house for a while, which is really a bother to you, An An, Ping Ping, and the others. I don't know how to thank you, so I thought of making some sachets and giving one to each of you."

As she explained, she carefully worked on the dried vanilla flowers in her hand.

The warm sunlight slowly cast a golden glow on her serious face. Chu Huanjun sat beside her, watching her quietly. He could see the thin layer of fine hair on her face, making her look like a furry little animal.

Chu Huanjun felt like something was scratching the tip of his heart, making him feel itchy and annoyed.

The pair of delicate little hands in front of her were dancing nimbly among the petals. Their slender fingers were like thinly sliced ​​shallots, and each nail was carefully dyed with rouge, glowing with a watery crimson, just like a crimson peach petal she was holding in her hand. The two spring scenes complemented each other.

Chu Huanjun originally wanted to say something, but now he was dazzled by the sunlight in front of him and forgot what he wanted to say in a blink of an eye.

As if possessed by some unknown force, I uttered the words, "No need to thank so many people, just thank me."

"How can that be!" Tao Yao was so busy with the work in her hands that she didn't even have time to look up at Chu Huanjun.

"An'an and Pingping work so hard to take care of me every day, especially An'an, who has put so much thought and effort into me! I must thank them very much... Unfortunately, I don't have much money, and I can't give out any good things, and I'm not sure what people like... The only thing I know about spices is a little bit, so I made some sachets and other things to give to everyone. Sachets can be used to repel mosquitoes, soothe the nerves, etc., and they can never go wrong as gifts..."

Tao Yao was talking on and on, completely unaware that the person next to her had boldly approached her, and suddenly she felt a chill on the back of her neck.

Tao Yao was startled and turned her head suddenly. Chu Huanjun's profile was very close to her.

A gentle breeze blew across her face, stirring a few strands of soft hair from Chu Huanjun's temples, scratching Taoyao's ears, making her tingle and making her shiver.

"you!"

"Do not move."

The tone was soft, but the voice was firm and unyielding.

Tao Yao didn't dare to move anymore. She could only feel a large palm gently stroking the skin on the back of her neck, sliding across her spinous process, lingering there intentionally or unintentionally.

She looked at Chu Huanjun's profile, and suddenly a strange feeling arose in her heart that she had never experienced before.

He was very handsome, stunningly beautiful. No wonder the emperor doted on him and the girls all liked him. With such a handsome, elegant, and otherworldly face, it was probably hard to dislike him.

Tao Yao had never before looked at him so intently as she did at that moment. The clear sunlight shone on his face, like a piece of peerless jade frozen in a remote mountain, melting away.

Spotless and flawless as white jade.

Tao Yao was so absorbed in watching that she didn't notice Chu Huanjun's eyes moving.

Their eyes met unexpectedly. His eyes were filled with tenderness, and the cinnabar-like red mole at the end of his eyebrow rose in time with his smiling eyes, adding a touch of charm to this innocent smile.

Tao Yao's eyes widened, her pupils shrank slightly, and her mind went blank.

She was clearly holding a lot of dried flowers in her arms, but now she could not smell the fragrance of those flowers.

Her breath and sight were completely occupied by Chu Huanjun.

The same sweet pine fragrance washed over her again, overwhelming her. Taoyao felt like a fallen flower, adrift and helpless, swept away by the long, gentle breeze, unable to extricate herself.

Can't get close, can't get intoxicated.

There was a voice in Tao Yao's heart reminding herself.

Chu Huanjun's soft laugh carried on the wind. When Tao Yao came back to her senses, he had already sat back on the small stool, his smile innocent and beautiful.

It was as if the bad guy who had just disregarded etiquette and took advantage of others was not him.

Chu Huanjun raised his hand, a burnt yellow leaf between his fingertips, fluttering in the breeze.

It turned out that he was just being kind and helping her remove the fallen leaves. Tao Yao suddenly felt a little hot on her face, thinking that she had misunderstood him.

"I can do it myself..."

"Hush, look."

Chu Huanjun brought the dead leaf on his fingertips closer to show her, smiling: "Look, it's not a fallen leaf, it's a butterfly."