After Qingge returned to the room, the first thing she did was to look at the fire mandarin flowers in the vase on the bedside. She and Nahanjue risked their lives to pick them. They cherished them as tokens of their love.
After just one glance, Qingge immediately felt distressed. The petals of the Fire Mandarin Flower were a little wilted and not as beautiful as when they were first picked.
Qingge held the vase in her arms distressedly, stared at the mandarin flowers and murmured to herself: "I have prepared a lot of nutrient solution for you, why are you still wilting? Am I really unable to grow you?"
"What's wrong?" A pair of warm hands hugged her waist from behind.
"Look, our Fire Mandarin Flower is about to wither." She knew that Na Hanjue was coming without looking at her. She turned sideways and held the Fire Mandarin Flower in front of Na Hanjue.
Nahanjue glanced at Huoyuanhua, and the next thing he saw was Qingge's misty eyes. Now he was the one who felt distressed. He sat on the bed and took Qingge into his arms, patting her shoulders and coaxing her.
"It's natural for flowers to bloom and fade, Ge'er, don't be sad about this kind of thing, okay?"
"But you risked your life to pick it back. I really want to grow it." The fog in Qingge's eyes became thicker.
Na Hanjue frowned and looked at the fire mandarin flower in the bottle, and suddenly said: "I know someone who might be able to plant it!"
"Who?" Qing Ge looked back in surprise and asked.
"Water pours ink!"
——Yu Xiaoxi’s work·original release——
If it weren't for Qing Ge and beat him to death, he wouldn't be willing to come to the Poison King Yao Wang Valley again. He held Qing Ge's waist, Qing Ge held the fire mandarin flower, and sat in the living room of the Poison King Yao Wang Valley waiting for the water to flow.
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Qingge didn't mean to embarrass Na Hanjue, but she felt that Na Hanjue and Shui Qingmo were brothers who grew up after all. Do they want to fight and fight like this all their lives?
As soon as he entered the living room, Na Hanjue's face was extremely cold, his aura was overwhelming, and his anger was strong. Ying 1 and 2 hid far away, wishing they could dig a crack in the ground to get in.
The last time they got along with their young master Jue was really not a good memory. They were really afraid that young master Jue would settle old scores when he came back this time. Fortunately, Na Hanjue was focused on the unhappy Qing Ge and couldn't see it at all.
They were relieved by their presence.
"Why aren't your young masters here yet?" Na Hanjue waited impatiently and glanced sideways at Ying.
"Coming soon..."
"Bang!"
Before Ying Yi could finish his words, there was a loud noise from the direction of the back mountain laboratory, and then a plume of thick smoke rose into the sky, but in the blink of an eye it filled the entire sky.
"Master!"
Ying Yi and Ying Er were shocked. When they came to their senses, Na Hanjue was no longer in sight.
They rushed to the back mountain as quickly as possible, and what they saw was Na Hanjue's back. Without even a moment's hesitation, he rushed into the laboratory that had been burned into flames.
"Jue!" Qingge shouted, rushing in desperately, but was tightly held back by Ying 1 and Ying 2.
They must keep an eye on Qingge, otherwise she won't be able to spare them even if she loses a hair and Jue comes out.
"Let me go!" Qingge struggled hard, looking at the fire that burned half of the sky red, her eyes were red, remembering that time she was plotted by Tang Yuan and trapped in the fire, and Na Hanjue risked her life to save her.
She was saved from the fire.
This time it was him who was trapped in the fire. How could she let him struggle to survive in the fire alone?
