The sunshine suddenly became less dazzling and became much gentler, just because the garden was full of autumn.
Song Bo stood in the garden and directed the bonsais to be changed in the courtyard: "Be careful and put this pot of ink chrysanthemum next to the pavilion."
"Arrange these pots of white chrysanthemums in order, and form a circle with those pots of white chrysanthemums, and many more..." Song Bo hurriedly directed, but before he finished his sentence, he heard a female voice.
"Songbo, what are you busy with?"
Songbo turned around and saw Lu Xinlan walking over with her maid Ruyu. He stepped forward and said, "Master Lan."
Lu Xinlan nodded arrogantly and responded: "Yeah——."
Walking past him, he leaned over and smelled the fragrance of the pot of ink chrysanthemums.
Song Bo sighed in his heart, who would let her be a princess? The master was used to it. It was the master's destiny to marry into the city lord's palace as a concubine. He slightly raised his head and thought of Gardenia, and thought to himself: What if Miss Gardenia should
No matter how good she is, she will definitely not be as arrogant as the woman in front of her.
"Songbo, what kind of flower is this? It's so fragrant?" Rhythmia orchid asked loudly, intoxicated by the fragrance of chrysanthemums.
This is the prince's favorite moju. If Master Lan gets hurt, it's okay. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, this is the moju, the flower that the prince likes. Please be careful."
Glaring at Songbo, Lu Xinlan said: "Why are there so few flowers?"
"Master doesn't know something. This year's Moju haven't all arrived yet. Master Feng Qingfeng asked the old slave to arrange for them to come in first." Songbo answered truthfully, praying in his heart that this master he couldn't afford to offend would leave quickly.
"Forget it, I'll go find the prince."
Seeing her turning back, Song Bo breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the pot of ink chrysanthemums, and personally carried it towards the pavilion. He knew that Ling Jiyun didn't like flowers, just because Gardenia once said,
On the windowsill of her home, there is a pot of ink chrysanthemum planted.
Lu Xinlan trotted outside the study room and wanted to go in. Wang Yang stopped her and said, "Master Lan, you can't go in now."
"Why?" Lu Xinlan glanced at Wang Yang with disdain, then turned her eyes away and said, "You are worthy of stopping me."
"You——." Then he sneered: "Master Lan, you should learn from Master Lian and stay in your own garden."
"How dare you, a slave of yours, contradict me?" Lu Xinlan said angrily.
If it weren't for Situ Ling's sake, Wang Yang would have really wanted to slap this savage woman.
"What's going on outside, so noisy?" It was Situ Ling's voice.
Rolling her eyes at Wang Yang, Lu Xinlan pushed open the door directly and threw herself into Situ Ling's arms, saying coquettishly: "Father, this dog slave is bullying me."
Wang Yang looked at Ling Jiyun innocently and said, "Your Majesty, I..."
Ling Jiyun waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you can go out."
"Yes——." Wang Yang bowed and stepped back.
Situ Ling said dotingly: "Don't be angry, my adoptive father will help you teach him a lesson later."
Shaking his hand, he looked at Ling Jiyun: "It's better to be a foster father."
"Hahaha——." Apparently Lu Xinlan's compliments were very effective on him, and Situ Ling was happy.
"Father, don't talk about things that Xinlan doesn't know about in the study all day long. How about going out for a walk with Xinlan."
Situ Ling stroked his beard and thought about it, looked at Ling Jiyun and said, "Jiyun, Xinlan has been in the house for so long, and you haven't spent time with her properly yet. Please go out with her for a walk today."
Jian Mei frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "Master, I still have some things to finish."
Situ Ling waved his hand, looked at Feng Qing who was sitting beside him and said, "Qing will do it for you. You have to listen to me no matter what today." Then he said to Lu Xinlan, "Go and get ready.
Then go and wait at the door."
"Yes, foster father." Lu Xinlan felt happy immediately. She had been married to Ling Jiyun for so long, and this was the first time she went out alone with him. Even Ruoyi hadn't had such a chance yet.