Early the next morning, as soon as Mengran got up and washed herself, Lian'er hurriedly ran towards her holding a bouquet of purple roses, "My Lady, do you think these purple roses look good today?"
"Yes." Looking at the delicate purple roses in her hand, Mengran stretched out her jade hand, gently took out one, brought it to the tip of her nose and smelled the fragrance. The tangy fragrance made her close her long eyelashes in enjoyment.
Seeing her beautiful appearance with her eyes closed, Lian'er was so stunned that she was in a daze; "Empress, you are so beautiful! No wonder the emperor..."
Upon hearing the word "emperor", Mengran immediately opened her beautiful eyes, frowned slightly and threw the purple rose on the table, saying displeasedly, "Although roses are beautiful, they are not that pure and beautiful when they were born in the palace of Lengxiang Kingdom.
, and more enchanting, don’t bring these roses into the Phoenix Palace again! Throw these away too!” She originally thought purple roses were very pretty, but the mention of Emperor Leng reminded her of her first time in the Purple Rose Garden.
The moment I met him, I was certainly unhappy.
Lian'er suddenly saw her master losing his temper for the first time, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. After her master turned around and walked towards the study, she came back to her senses and took out the purple rose in aggrieved hands.
As soon as she left the Feng Palace, Lian'er saw the emperor arriving in front of the Feng Palace. Seeing this, Lian'er hurriedly hid the purple rose behind her back.
How could her panicked behavior escape the sharp eyes of Emperor Leng, who stepped forward and asked Lian'er coldly, "Why didn't you put the rose I personally selected into the Phoenix Palace?"
Hearing the sound, Lian'er immediately knelt down in fright and said in a trembling voice, "You deserve to die! The emperor gave the rose to the empress. The empress didn't like it, so she asked the slave to throw...throw it away..."
At the end of her words, Lian'er timidly raised her head, and seeing a trace of sadness flash across Emperor Leng's face, she quickly added, "I don't know if the emperor picked it for her with his own hands. If she knew, she would be very... very happy!
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"Pleasure?" Her heart suddenly ached, and a trace of helplessness flashed across her cold face. Would she be happy? I'm afraid if she knew that he picked these flowers for her, she would probably throw them away from the first day. Since she returned to the palace,
Every morning, he would pick a bouquet of purple roses for her and Lian'er would take them to Feng Palace. He was afraid that she would know it was from him, so he kept Lian'er secret. But unexpectedly, she refused to let him give it to her in the end.
Things exist around him. Taking a look at the flowers and plants in the Feng Palace courtyard, he waved his hand slightly.
Upon seeing this, Liu Shu behind him immediately stepped forward, shook his fly whisk, and held his fist respectfully: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Immediately ask someone to move a purple rose from the Imperial Garden and plant it in the front yard of Feng Palace!" At the end of his words, Emperor Leng smiled slightly. Didn't she dislike purple roses? He wanted her to see purple roses every day! Like this
She would think of the first time she met him every day. To this day, he still can't forget her beauty in the hazy night.
Liu Shu received the order and quickly ordered him to go down. Emperor Leng looked at the palace servants who had taken the order and felt slightly relieved. Then he strode towards the Feng Palace.
In the study room of Feng Palace, Mengran, who was somewhat sleepy, put down the book, gently propped up his forehead with his right hand, and closed his eyes.
After a while, she really fell asleep. She suddenly felt a warmth behind her in a daze. After frowning slightly, she opened her beautiful eyes and whispered: "Lian'er, you are back. Did you lose the purple rose? If not
Throw it away and put it in the vase again!" She thought that Lian'er must have come back and saw her sleeping soundly, so she put her coat on her. She felt a little guilty in her heart before she asked her to arrange flowers.
She was answered with silence for a while. Thinking that Lian'er was still angry, she opened her beautiful eyes and looked behind her, "Lian'er, why don't you answer? Are you still angry?"
"How dare a slave be angry with you?" Wherever he looked, there was no Lian'er, only the emperor with a cold face. Now he was casting a gentle look at himself with sharp eyes.