On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Early the next morning, Yan Ruyu just woke up and went to the space to take a look as usual.

The fog had mostly dissipated, and she looked carefully. The fruit trees, vegetables, ponds, as well as the fish inside and the chickens and ducks outside seemed to have not decreased.

Even the weather forecast is normal, as always.

Yan Ruyu couldn't help but wonder: It was filled with fog, thinking it was going to upgrade and enlarge its moves, but why didn't it change at all?

Will this space also give her a false shot?

I grabbed some food and prepared to go out. I also thought about getting a bottle of other types of essential oils. The incense I made last night should taste good. I'll try some frankincense essential oil.

Or mix some to cheer up the spirit and make the fragrance last, which can be used as a perfume.

The Qiu family is a wealthy businessman with a wide business network. If they can cooperate in this way, there will be no worries in this journey.

Being an agent is a high-pressure and dangerous job. Apart from her family and friends within the organization, Yan Ruyu doesn't have many friends. The ways she usually relieves stress are cooking delicious food, making incense, and blending essential oils.

I keep traveling around the world, picking up a few special essential oils wherever I go, and before I know it, I have saved a lot.

When organizing space, these things alone are placed in a room and divided into different cabinets and boxes.

She picked up a bottle of roses and frankincense and was about to leave when Yan Ruyu's eyes froze.

wink.

Not a hallucination.

When she took away a bottle just now, the next space was supposed to be empty, but now... the one at the back slid forward to fill that space.

This is……

Yan Ruyu's heart was pounding.

She took another bottle and filled it again.

Turn around and quickly go to the medicine room to get a few bottles of anesthetic injections.

Take a few, fill a few.

Yan Ruyu closed her eyes slightly and took a long breath.

This time, the space is really wide open!

This is copying, an inexhaustible function.

God, this is a huge cheat!

Originally, although she kept a lot of these modern Western medicine injections, she would always run out of them. She was reluctant to use them until the critical moment.

Now, you don’t have to worry about this at all!

She was happy alone for a while, went outside to pick some red fruits, picked up some eggs, and picked up two roast chickens brought from the royal wedding banquet.

As soon as they came out of the space, they heard Huo Zhongmao and Huo Changhe talking quietly outside.

"Your Majesty, has the princess woke up?"

"Not yet, it's still early, let her sleep a little longer."

"Row."

Yan Ruyu put away the things she took out, raised the curtain and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Huo Zhongmao couldn't hide the excitement on his face. When he saw her waking up, he couldn't help but want to come over.

Huo Changhe nodded: "Let's go."

Huo Zhongmao trotted over: "Princess, look, I'll bring you some incense."

He handed over three small paper bags. The powders inside were slightly different in color and scent.

Huo Zhongmao said excitedly: "Princess, I have made so many years of incense, but I have never made one with such good quality, especially the third kind. The kind of spice you added is simply too good. Even these two... Third class is better than the first class I used to do."

"The raw materials of the incense are good, the quality of the raw materials is good, and the color is naturally different," Yan Ruyu smelled each one, "It is indeed good, the recipe is important, the raw materials are important, but they are not as important as the craftsmanship of the incense maker."

"You did a great job," Yan Ruyu confirmed with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

Huo Zhongmao felt hot in his heart: "It's not hard, it should be."

"To catch up on some sleep during the day, I guess you haven't slept all night," Yan Ruyu put the samples away, "These are still powders. When you wake up, I will teach you how to quickly form the powder without losing the smell."

Huo Zhongmao was very happy: "I am now..."

"Go and have a rest." Yan Ruyu handed him two fruits, "one for you and your wife."

"Yes, thank you Princess, I'll go then."

Huo Changhe came up and said, "It's done? See how happy he is."

"It's better than I expected. He is really good at this." Yan Ruyu gave Huo Changhe a little scent of the scented powder. "Have you sent a message to Mrs. Qi?"

"Give it away," Huo Changhe gently held her fingertips, "The fragrance is really good, even better than the Buddhist incense used in Huguo Temple in the capital."

"Your Majesty, have you been to Huguo Temple?"

Yan Ruyu's fingertips were slightly cold, and his palms were dry. When they held each other's hands, both of them were slightly startled.

Huo Changhe's ears turned red uncontrollably.

Yan Ruyu also felt that her earlobes were slightly hot. Before the change, she pulled her hand away without leaving a trace and flicked the powder on her fingertips onto him.

"Smell more if you like it."

Huo Changhe: "...Oh."

Yan Ruyu got out of the car, washed up, and handed the food she brought out to Yin Ding who was cooking.

Yin Ding wielded a small shovel and sang while cooking: "I just crossed a few mountains, ho! I crossed a few rivers, ha!"

Not far away, Song Pingping and others were eating cold steamed buns in silence, listening to the sound of a small shovel hitting an iron pot. Their eardrums hurt a little, and a cold breath came from the back of their necks.

Who said that this little fat guy only knows how to cook and eat?

Oh, the guy in question is dead.

The person next to him came over and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are your arms sore?"

Song Ping slowly turned his head to look at him: "What's the matter?"

"I mean, we spent the whole night making incense, making incense! I never thought about it before! We were in the business of killing people before, and all we smelled was the smell of blood. This fragrance is weirdly good. Smell it.”

"That's right," another person also came over, "Although it's quite tiring, the moment you smell the aroma and see it mature, it's quite interesting."

Song Ping took a bite of the cold steamed bun and swallowed it silently: "Then what do you mean, you will make incense for the rest of your life? How can you get addicted to it while working?"

"We are big thieves. We were born and raised in the world. We..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ruyu came over, and Song Ping swallowed the rest of the words on the steamed bun.

Yan Ruyu gave them a roast chicken: "I worked hard last night."

Song Ping was startled and quickly took it. He wanted to say a few polite words but didn't know where to start.

Yan Ruyu looked calm and said calmly: "Do it well, I have more than one kind of business. I will pay you for your work, and I will give it to you when I sell it."

Song Ping opened his mouth, but before he could recover, Yan Ruyu had already turned around and left.

Song Ping held the roasted chicken with mixed feelings in his heart, and said to the few people gathered around him: "It seems that we quit the world and become incense makers..."

His subordinates reminded him: "Brother, we can't do it if we don't do it. We can't go anywhere else now."

Song Ping: "..."

After breakfast, set off again.

Yan Ruyu was looking at the map in the carriage. She and Ma Liyu had discussed that the team would not enter Xucheng through the main gate, but through the east gate, which was closest to Daguo Temple.

Sell ​​these incense first.

The eldest lady put down her needle and thread: "Ruyu, look, the clothes are ready, would you like to try them?"

"It's really good. Mother has such skillful hands."

"It's not my skill, it's Song Yiyi. The painting is good, and the clothes are naturally unique."

The eldest lady sighed: "She is really talented, it's a pity."