A piece of Japanese incense

Chapter 185 White Jade Inlaid Pink Tourmaline Ring

Zhi Yihe locked himself in the house for six whole days before he finally made the "Yuezhixiang".

When she handed the bird egg-sized fragrant pill to Yuyi, Yuyi couldn't help but exclaimed, "Is it gone? How come there are only this much?"

"I forgot the recipe. It took me a long time to mix it. Now I've run out of spices."

"Why do I always feel that the girl's memory is not as good as before?"

Zhi Yihe glanced at the sky outside the window and responded softly: "It's really exhausting to compete with others every day~"

The moonlight was hazy, with a crescent moon hanging high on the treetops, and Zhi Yihe lying on the roof, a deep blue-black. The breeze blew gently, bringing the freshness of a summer night and the sweetness of the "moon branch fragrance". Her soul was immersed in an unprecedented tranquility.

She was stroking the ring in the sachet in a daze.

That night, while holding the candlestick and looking up at the incense burner, she discovered that the pistil of one of the flowers decorated with the four-season floral patterns was hollow.

"Hey! Yuyi, look at this flower. What kind of flower is this? Why doesn't it have a stamen?"

Yuyi stepped forward to take a closer look: "From my perspective, it looks quite similar to... Hypericum, which is golden yellow all over. Its stamens are quite special, each one is distinct and very upright, as if they were glued on with golden threads!"

Zhi Yihe took the incense holder and stared blankly at the floral patterns on it: "The stamens are also golden yellow?"

"Yes!"

Zhi Yihe took out the pair of earrings with only the golden tassels left, which fit neatly into the hollow part of the pistil. The center of the flower just happened to fit the earrings, and even the size of the gold beads was a perfect match.

A slight "click" sound seemed to trigger some mechanism.

They squatted down and stood up again, took off their earrings, but they didn't know where the subtle sound came from.

Zhi Yihe reacted immediately, holding the silver earring in his hand, looking for a place to embed it.

"Yuyi, which flower is silver? The stamens or the petals, do you know?" Zhi Yihe asked while screening in his mind.

"Silver...silver...silver-leaf chrysanthemum, silver anemone, what about white? White magnolia..." Yu Yi clasped her arms, thinking anxiously, hesitating.

“There’s none of these here!”

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, let me take another look. There are peonies and lotus flowers on it, and in the middle there are the Three Friends of Winter."

Zhiyihe suddenly had an idea and he pushed aside the openwork patterns and saw that one of the bamboos was missing a section.

She used her little finger as the axis of the earring and carefully slid it towards the middle. She laughed triumphantly, "Haha! I found it! The white frost on the bamboo joints is also silvery white! Ah-ho~"

Before he finished speaking, the earrings were firmly stuck on the bamboo joint, and "dong!" an object slipped from the bottom of the aromatherapy pendant.

"Miss, it's a ring!" Yuyi picked it up and handed it to her.

Zhi Yihe played with the white jade ring, which was delicate and warm, as smooth as cream, and pure and flawless in color. In the center of the ring was a pink tourmaline, whose color was soft, from the inside to the outside, from transparent to deep, just like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light, or like the shy cheeks of a girl, delicate and moving.

The cutting craftsmanship of tourmaline is exquisite. Each side reflects subtle light, which contrasts with the warmth of white jade. It is simple yet elegant.

Zhi Yihe tried it on and found that it fit her thumb perfectly. She hid the ring in her sachet and touched it secretly from time to time. After a few days, it became a habit for her.

It was quiet all around, with only the occasional hum of night insects and the barking of dogs in the distance. Time seemed to be frozen at this moment. She leaned over to listen carefully, and after confirming that it was Fuguier's voice, she stood on the roof and called out loudly:

"Fuguier! Where are you? Yuyi! Listen! It's Fuguier's voice!"

Zhiyi's heart was filled with excitement. He jumped off the roof and ran towards Fugui'er's cry.

The moment the back door opened, Fuguier threw himself on Zhiyihe, barking happily non-stop, licking Zhiyihe's cheek with his wet tongue, and wagging his tail like a high-speed propeller, almost fanning up a gust of wind.

Zhi Yihe was so overwhelmed by the sudden enthusiasm that she couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground. However, a long-lost, extremely happy smile bloomed on her face. She opened her arms and hugged this big, energetic fur ball tightly.

The guards arrived quickly, and Zhi Yihe introduced them enthusiastically: "This is Fuguier, who grew up with me! Come! Say hello to the brothers!"

Fuguier's ears stood up, his eyes were round, and he rubbed his head against the corner of Yuyi's skirt, eating the dried meat with a "smacking" sound.

Back in the inner room, Zhi Yihe took out a white rope from her shoe. She twisted the knot against the rope, but found nothing.

"Ah! What's that girl holding?"

As soon as Fugui'er's face was wiped clean, he rushed into the inner room and rubbed against Zhi Yihe. Seeing her holding the rope and lost in thought, he leaned close to her nose and barked twice.

Zhi Yihe brought the rope close to his nose and smelled a very faint scent of osmanthus.

"I found this on Fugui'er. Smell it. Why does it smell so familiar?"

Yuyi took the rope and put it to her nose to sniff it carefully, then smiled and said, "Isn't this the smell of the autumn skin care essential oil that our San Sheng Tang released a few years ago?"

Zhi Yihe raised her eyebrows and a hint of playfulness flashed in her eyes: "Have you found Xiao Qi?!" She gently rubbed Fuguier's cheek and took his hand and spun around happily.

Since the day He Feng's true identity was revealed, they have not met for several days. Zhi Yihe asked the guard to deliver a letter and a sachet filled with the elegant and sweet scent of "Yuezhixiang", inviting him to spend the Dragon Boat Festival together.

"Miss, is it really possible?" Ever since the girl revealed that they would leave the house on the Dragon Boat Festival, meet up with Master Siqi's men, and then kidnap the prince and rescue the lady, Yu Yi's heart has always been filled with doubts.

"Success depends on heaven, while planning depends on man!" Zhi Yihe responded with a firm and confident look while combing Fuguier's hair.

"What is accomplished depends on heaven, what is planned depends on man!"

A figure nimbly appeared at the window sill. He was dressed in purple brocade clothes. He grabbed the window frame with one hand and supported himself firmly on the windowsill with the other hand. He crossed one leg over the windowsill, and then his whole body flipped into the room as lightly as a cheetah, making almost no sound when he landed.

"You scoundrel!" Zhi Yihe waved the comb in his hand and threw it at He Feng, and Fuguier also shouted at him in warning.

He Feng leaned over and took the comb easily. He did not approach immediately, but squatted down, stretched out his hand, and called softly: "Fuguier! Come here!"

Fuguier hesitated, sniffed the air, and slowly approached, his nose gently touching Hefeng's hand. Hefeng remained motionless until Fuguier let down his guard. He took out a piece of beef jerky from his arms and handed it to Fuguier. Fuguier's eyes lit up, and he lowered his head to taste it, his tail wagging.

"Hmph! You're so spineless!" Zhi Yihe shook his long hair violently, put his hands on his hips, and stood there proudly.

With just a glance, Hefeng made Yuyi lead Fuguier out of the room.

At this time, He Feng just stood up, moved closer to Zhi Yihe, looked at him again and again, tilted his head slightly, and said in a long tone of thinking: "You - haven't you reconciled with me?"

Zhi Yihe glanced at him, eyes moving, smiling sweetly: "Of course! You are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince~ I will flatter you in every way and obey you~"

He Feng twitched the corners of his lips slightly, and said leisurely: "Since you returned from your rich life, you have been in a much happier mood, and it seems that you have let go of many things."

"That's natural!"

"How did it get back? Where did it go before?"

After hearing this, Zhi Yihe made a few vague excuses and then changed the subject: "Oh! I suddenly remembered that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must be attending a palace banquet on the Dragon Boat Festival. Oh! No problem! Fuguier, Yuyi and I can spend the festival at home. Why not - just watch the fireworks on the roof!"

"Since you invited me, there is no reason for me not to come."

Zhi Yihe was overjoyed, looking up and laughing: "Really? That's great! Then can we go to Wei Ding Xuan together? Drink and watch the fireworks? I wonder if they have any new products? Perilla drink is the best for cooling off in summer, has Your Highness ever tried it?..."

Hefeng looked at her with a happy expression on his face and chattered incessantly with an indulgent look, as if there had never been a rift between them and they had always been so harmonious and happy.