Fragrance Returned

Lilac was baffled. What did that girl thank herself for, thanking herself for laughing with her?

Obviously impossible.

Lilac opened the handkerchief. On the white silk handkerchief, there were two lotus flowers, several lotus leaves, and a butterfly embroidered on it. Elegant, fresh, and the embroidery is very good. On the corner of the veil, embroidered with a small red word, Mian.

Mian, is that the girl's name?

There is a habit in this era, that is, girls who have a good relationship give each other handkerchiefs, which means handkerchiefs. It is a bit like best friends in previous lives giving each other small gifts.

After getting on the carriage, Ding Xiang still looked at the veil and thought.

Today, apart from Master Mingyuan, the only person she showed kindness to was Monk Hong.

Then, it is most likely that the girl was thanking herself for her kindness to the little monk. She went to the Dharma Hall not to listen to Zen, but to see the young monk.

She cared about the young monk but didn't want to meet him, so she just watched from a distance. But the little monk felt very lonely, always thinking that he had no relatives...

Just now, the little girl's two mothers-in-law were obviously unhappy with her willfulness and felt that she should not talk to them.

Is she afraid that she will reveal her identity, or is she afraid that the identity of the young monk will be exposed?

Forget it if it's someone else. The young monk's identity is not simple, and he seems to have been poisoned. He needs to talk to Zhu Zhan and Qin Hai and investigate.

Ding Xiang put the handkerchief into her arms and looked at Ding Zhuang Le.

She brought blessing and happiness to grandpa.

Ding Zhuang wanted to know what his granddaughter had said to the master, but it was difficult to ask as Grandma Chai and Ling'er were still sitting in the car.

He laughed and said, "Silly boy, what are you laughing at?"

Ding Xiang hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "Master said I am Bingxue smart."

Ding Zhuang laughed loudly and was extremely proud, "Humph, those people say that I am bragging every day. How can I brag? Even Master Mingyuan said so."

Ding Xiang reminded, "I'm not allowed to brag about it."

"Okay, if I don't go out and say it, I'll be happy in my heart."

Aunt Chai and Ling'er both laughed.

Aunt Chai smiled and said, "My husband and wife often say that Sister Xiang is smart, good-looking, and filial."

Ding Zhuang echoed repeatedly, "Yes, yes, in all my life, I have never seen a child who is smarter, better-looking, and more filial than Xiangxiang..."

Ding Xiang was speechless and started blowing again.

Afraid of being followed, Uncle Zhang drove his carriage around several streets in Shizhou Mansion and returned to his house after dark.

Less than two-quarters of an hour after returning, Zhu Zhan and Qin Hai arrived.

They also brought someone with them.

This man is in his thirties, tall and tall, with handsome features and a slight beard. He is wearing a navy blue straight jacket and a turban on his head.

The clothes are very low-key, but have a noble and lazy temperament.

Ding Xiang was calm on the surface, but her heart was in her throat.

Is this Xun Qiandai?

As soon as this man came in, he looked at Ding Xiang eagerly, and then bowed deeply to Ding Zhuang, "My nephew Qianli, I have met my uncle."

It was Xun Qianli, Xun Qiandai's eldest brother, and his biological uncle.

Ding Xiang was still a little disappointed.

Ding Zhuang stood up, gave him a hand and smiled, "Nephew, An An mentioned you. You were only three years old when she left home, and the one your eldest sister was pregnant with was not yet born."

Xun Qianli's eyes were red and he said, "Bad people do evil, causing the Dong family to be destroyed. Three days after my mother gave birth to her second brother, she also died of a hemorrhage. I still remember that before she died, my mother asked me to take good care of my brother and listen to the words of my grandparents. . If I can live safely, I will find a way to find my missing cousin and third aunt.

"Thousands of miles away, I have never found any information. I thought I would never see my relatives from the Dong family again, but I never imagined that my cousin would find me thirty years later and we would still be able to get together."

Zhu Zhan and Ding Zhuang's eyes were red.

Qin Hai smiled and said, "This means that God has eyes, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded. Master Xun, please sit down and sit down."

Everyone sat down.

Xun Qianli looked at Ding Xiang again.

Ding Zhuang greeted Ding Xiang and said, "Go and pay tribute to your uncle."

Ding Xiang walked over, knelt down and kowtowed, "Ding Xiang has met my uncle."

Xun Qianli stood up, helped Ding Xiang up and pulled him to his side.

As soon as Lilac came close, he could smell the strong medicinal smell. In the medicinal smell, there is a faint fragrance that is different from other incense. This is the special fragrance of the descendants of the Dong family.

He once smelled it on another Xiangxiang, and he still can't forget it.

It's a pity that her fragrance disappeared inexplicably.

The Ding family is smart enough to think of using this method to cover up the aroma.

Xun Qianli touched Ding Xiang's bun with trembling hands and slid it across her forehead and cheeks.

He had seen the portrait of his mother and the portrait of the virtuous queen in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. The two pictures have turned yellow, and the beauties on them are beautiful but lifeless.

Every time he saw them, Xun Qianli felt extremely depressed and uncomfortable. Why did such a beautiful and beautiful woman leave at such a young age?

This child looks like them but not exactly like them. He is a little more bright and bright, as full and bright as the flower bones standing on the branches.

Xun Qianli suddenly felt happy, like a spring breeze filling the small house, and no longer worried that the child would be like them. She is so vibrant and bright that even the coming wind and snow cannot destroy her.

Xun Qianli smiled and said, "My niece is like my mother, more like a virtuous queen. Even her cheeks are a little fuller and her eyes are rounder..."

He gave Ding Xiang a scrolled picture in his hand as a meeting gift, "I heard that you worship Tao Weng as your teacher, specializing in painting. Well, Tao Weng is a famous Confucian scholar and the teacher of your second cousin uncle. Your second cousin uncle has a great master. He is talented and very good at painting.

"In addition, you have three cousins, one who is only one day older than you. They are all very good. When you enter the capital, get along well with them."

Then he turned to Ding Zhuang and Zhu Zhan and said, "When I was young, I heard my grandmother say that my third aunt was beautiful, intelligent, and extremely talented. She was also good at painting and playing the flute. My niece looks like my third aunt."

Ding Zhuang's eyes were a little red. He had never seen An An paint or play the flute, nor had he heard her talk about it. Such a good girl would be wronged by marrying me.

Ding Xiang secretly cursed, "I want to be like your second brother, okay?" Also, that bullshit cousin who is only one day older than me.

She still said honestly, "Thank you, uncle, I will learn from the teacher."

Ding Xiang's first impression of this dear uncle was good. He is gentle and polite, not as arrogant as some children from aristocratic families.

After talking about the housework, Qin Hai bowed his hand to Ding Zhuang very embarrassedly, "Old shopkeeper, we want to have a few words with Xiang'er alone."

Although Ding Zhuang didn't know a single word, he was the smartest. There were some things he didn't want to know at all. He didn't want Ding Xiang to know, but he had no choice if they wanted to keep Ding Xiang.

He stood up very generously and said with a smile, "Okay, you guys say, I'll go out."

There were only four people left in the room, and the doors and windows were closed. Zhu Zhan asked Ding Xiang, "Sister, why did Master Mingyuan see you?"