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  Thanks for the birthday wishes, brothers! Hehe.

  It's Sunday again, the next chapter will be released at 12:30 tonight, and there will be a book review section precision conference. Hope brothers click on it at that time and vote for support. Thank you.

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  The next day, Lin Wanrong got the eldest sister's order and didn't have to go to the study room. He slept beautifully for a whole day and stayed in his own small house doing perfume experiments.

  This time, with the experience of yesterday, the progress was much smoother, and the techniques he mastered were even more skilled. The fragrance essences he blended were also increasingly diverse. Every time he conducted an experiment, he carefully recorded the ratio data. If all went well, these simple records in his hands would become priceless perfume formulas in the future. This is all hard-earned money, just thinking about it makes one drool.

  He had been busy until the sky was almost dark, and had just finished his work, when he stretched himself and saw a maid running over to him, calling out in a shrill voice: "Third Brother, Third Brother, hurry up, someone has brought you a gift of embroidery."

  "What?" Lin Wanrong was shocked, a servant of the Xiao Mansion, someone actually came to invite him? It's really strange. Suddenly remembering what Qin Xian'er said that day, could it be that this girl is here for real?

  Arrived at the reception room, but saw a little maid standing there, chatting with Young Master Biao.

  Young Master Biao was delighted to see Lin Wanrong and said, "Lin San, you've come at just the right time. Miss Qin Xian'er has invited us to visit her residence tomorrow evening for a chat. What do you think?"

  Since the incident at Miaoyu Fang, Master Bao treated Lin San with extra courtesy. This house servant not only had talent, but also had a strong sense of justice and learning, and Master Bao truly valued him from the bottom of his heart.

  Passing by the mansion? Passing by a fart mansion, strolling in the kiln and still being so elegant. Lin Wanrong secretly smiled to himself, pretending to be dignified and said: "Oh?" The little maid hastily handed over the invitation to Lin Wanrong: "Please, Master Lin, kindly grant us your presence tomorrow."

  Lin Wanrong opened the sachet, and a faint fragrance wafted up to his nose. Qin Xian'er's lovely face seemed to appear before him once again. The sachet was exquisitely crafted, with an embroidered pair of mandarin ducks on top and a line of elegant small characters below: "Since parting from you, every day feels like a year. Thinking of you in my heart, I want to speak but can't." At the bottom was signed Qin Xian'er's name.

  The handwriting is beautiful and elegant, one look and you can tell it's a woman's handwriting, it should be Qin Xian'er's own handwriting. Lin Wanrong had seen Xiao Yuxiang's writing before, now seeing Qin Xian'er's calligraphy, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration, who says women are without talent and virtue? These two girls' handwriting, even if he practiced for another ten years, he wouldn't be able to catch up. Of course, if it were written with a fountain pen, that would be a different story.

  Lin Wanrong couldn't help but laugh when he saw these words. This Qin Xian'er obviously wanted to find him to chat, yet she wrote it in such a melancholic tone that anyone who didn't know the truth would think he had toyed with her and then dumped her.

  The name card of Young Master Biao had the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum painted on it. The words were written in dense rows, but they were nothing more than invitations for Guo Gongzi to attend, lacking any real substance. Looking at the handwriting again, it was not as good as Lin Wanrong's name card, clearly a substitute brushwork. This Qin Xian'er really has some thoughts, Lin Wanrong thought to herself.

  Chatted with Young Master Biao in the living room for a while to relax, discussed tomorrow's itinerary, and returned to my own courtyard when it was already time to light the lamps.

  Lin Wanrong was in a great mood, seeing the courtyard full of blooming flowers, she couldn't help but let out a loud whoop, releasing the excitement in her heart, then pushed open the door and entered. As soon as her left foot stepped across the threshold, she raised her head and saw Xiao Qingxuan sitting there, smiling at her.

  "Why are you here so early today?" Lin Wanrong laughed and said. After getting familiar with Xiao Qingxuan, the pleasantries were all dispensed with, no need for unnecessary words. And Xiao Qingxuan seemed to be very cooperative too, every day without being summoned, she would enter his room, just like a neighbor dropping by, giving him the feeling that this little girl was as if she had come to have a secret meeting with him.

  "Let's take a look at the progress of that perfume, you promised to send me one first." Xiao Qingxuan seemed to really like that perfume, otherwise she wouldn't have come back here again.

  "What's the hurry? I haven't finished this experiment yet. Besides, even if I finish it, we can only produce next time, and then I'll give it to you."

  Xiao Qingxuan smiled slightly and said: "I'm not in a hurry either. As long as you're done, don't forget about me and that's fine."

  A faint blush rose to her face, and she looked down, only to see the name card in his hand. Suddenly, she said with a hint of surprise: "Someone actually sent you their name card? It seems like you have quite some charm."

  Lin Wanrong knew that something was off between her and Qin Xian'er, so she didn't say who had sent it. Xiao Qingxuan's eyes were very good, and from the unsealed paper seam, she saw the three words "Qin Xian'er" and her face changed slightly. She snorted: "Was it Qin Xian'er who invited you?"

  This little girl's eyes are sharp, and she can't hide it. Lin Wanrong nodded: "She is inviting our young master, and I'll take mine along."

  "I'm inviting you, and bring your young master along." Xiao Qingxuan said coldly.

  "It's all the same, it's all the same." Lin Wanrong knew he couldn't deceive her, so he smiled awkwardly.

  "So you want to go?" Xiao Qingxuan asked as if unconsciously.

  "This, I need to consider for a while. You also know, I'm not an easy-going person." Lin Wanrong chuckled and added in his heart - When I get casual, I'm not human.

  Xiao Qingxuan saw him boasting, wanted to laugh but held back, and hummed: "You have too many thoughts in your mind, don't know which sentence is true and which is false. She sincerely invited you, if you don't go, it would be petty. If you like to socialize with her, just go, no one will stop you."

  "Are you satisfied?" Lin Wanrong chuckled and said.

  Xiao Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat as she hastily said, "What are you talking about?" Her expression on her face turned cold again.

  Lin Wanrong thought to herself, this little girl really has a thin skin, can't take a joke.

  "So, in order to prove my innocence with Qin Miss, I had no choice but to make a sacrifice and reluctantly went to see her. Hmm, this Qin Miss is actually a great beauty, it's good to go chat with her too. But don't worry, even if I saw her, I won't have any unrealistic thoughts. However, what I'm most worried about is that she might have some unseemly ideas about me." Lin Wanrong said with a sly smile.

  Xiao Qingxuan snorted coldly and glanced at him, but didn't say a word. With light steps, she walked towards the door and left without even saying goodbye.

  She came early today and left early too. Lin Wanrong found it strange in his heart, and said loudly: "Are you leaving now? Are you coming tomorrow?"

  Xiao Qingxuan had already jumped over the high wall. Before she could even respond to him, she heard his voice say: "Be careful when jumping over walls, don't get hurt."

  Xiao Qingxuan's mind was restless, and a mouthful of true energy had become murky. Her foot almost stepped into thin air, and she felt both ashamed and angry. She stomped her foot on the wall, gave him a fierce glance, then jumped down from the corner of the wall and ran away quickly.

  This little girl comes and goes as she pleases, without even saying goodbye. She really doesn't put me in her eyes at all. However, her wall-climbing posture is truly elegant, tsk, tsk, nothing to say.

  Lin Wanrong stood there, recalling the moment when Xiao Qingxuan turned back on that high wall with a flirtatious smile, and the scene where her long and powerful legs kicked against the high wall. For some reason, he suddenly thought of an advertising slogan - Stand higher, pee farther.

  Another day passed, and when Fu Bo came to the garden, he was shocked. The roses, chrysanthemums, and jasmine flowers in the courtyard had all been stripped of their petals. He was a true flower lover, and his heart ached as he hastily called out: "Lin San, Lin San!"

  He called out several times but no one answered. He felt anxious in his heart, wondering if the garden had been invaded by flower thieves and where Lin San had gone?

  Fu Bo hastily walked into the house and saw that Lin San had not even taken off his clothes, but was lying on the bed snoring loudly.

  It's already past noon, and this kid is still sleeping. Old Fu went forward and patted his shoulder, saying: "Lin San, hurry up and get up. How did thieves get into the garden?"

  After Xiao Qingxuan left last night, Lin Wanrong continued to experiment all night and only fell asleep in a daze at dawn. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Bo standing in front of him and hurriedly said, "Fu Bo, why are you up so early today?"

  Fu Bo said: "What's the hurry? We've all had lunch. Lin San, I'm asking you, has this garden been robbed or something? Why have all those flowers been picked?"

  Lin Wanrong was using a large quantity of flower petals for the experiment, fortunately, there were plenty of flowers and grass in the garden, so he could continue with ease. At this time, he heard Fu Bo's words and hastily said: "Oh, maybe it was those maids from the front yard who picked them, Fu Bo, you also know that I'm a bit handsome, those girls often come to visit me, pick a few fresh flowers, that's very normal too. Moreover, they often praise you for being diligent and kind, with good craftsmanship, and say they want to learn more from you."

  Lin Wanrong's eyes didn't even blink, he spoke loudly and shamelessly, patting his horse. Fu Bo laughed and stopped him, saying: "You little scoundrel, with just this mouth of yours, I don't know how many girls you can deceive."

  "Uncle Fu, is this the only garden our Xiao family has?" Lin Wanrong was now concerned about the source of the flower petals. To make perfume, hundreds and thousands of tons of petals were needed, where could they be found?

  Fu Bo shook his head and said, "Of course not just this one place. Our Xiao family is large and prosperous, with several mansions in Jinling, Suzhou, Zhenjiang and other places. In the south of the city, there is also a large estate, which is dozens of times larger than this one. When Old Master returned from the imperial court to retire, he planted many flowers and trees there, far more than what we have here now. Many of the flowers and plants in this garden were transplanted from there, and someone is still taking care of it, with a much larger scale than this one."

  The Xiao family is indeed a big landlord, Lin Wanrong thought to himself, but with such a large garden, the problem of the source of the flower petals should be solved.

  But how to bring it up with the Xiao family? Thinking of Miss Xiao, who had been resentful towards him to the bone, he got a headache. Given his relationship with her, getting food from her was almost an impossible task.

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  Recommend a new work. "New Datang Double Dragon", newcomers are not easy, brothers who like same-person and Datang can take a look.

  Another one is called "Night Beast". The name is quite imaginative. Produced by Guo Juxiang.