"My lord, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?" Xue'er noticed something was wrong with his face and asked worriedly.
For some reason, she found that when he was with her, he always looked distracted and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Nothing!" He came back to his senses, put the flower in his hand into her bun, looked at it with satisfaction, and said: "It's so beautiful, this flower suits you very well!"
Xueer smiled, that brilliant flower-like smile, even the flowers on her head lost their luster
"Don't call me Prince, call me Lie!" No one had ever called him by his name before, and he just wanted to hear her call his name!
Xueer was startled, her face turned slightly red, and she nodded gently: "Yes."
"Call and hear!"
"...Lie..." Xue'er called out awkwardly.
"Very good!" He smiled with satisfaction and held her in his arms.
Xueer's face turned redder and she buried her head deeply in his arms. Although she was not used to calling him by his name, she felt that after calling his name, the distance between the two became closer.
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"Have you ever heard of a kind of flower called Bai Linghua?" Xueer asked
He shook his head, "Never heard of it! What kind of flower is that?"
"In Brother Chu Ling's Poisonous Mist Canyon, there is a flower called Bai Linghua. It is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen!" Xueer recalled the moment of blooming, with a faint smile on her lips.
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Thanks to that flower blooming at the most important time, otherwise, the prince’s life would not have been saved!
Hearing the word "Chu Ling", Murong Lie's body visibly stiffened, and a feeling of suffocation that he had finally suppressed emerged from his heart again.
"Has Bai Chuling come to see you these days?" he asked in a stiff voice.
"No!" Xue'er turned around and looked at him with a frown: "Why do you ask that? Didn't I tell you that brother Chu Ling has gone back? He probably won't come to see me before we get married.