"Flower viewing party?" Xia Ziluo cheered happily, but the next moment he couldn't hide his disappointment and pouted, "Aren't those flowers also bonsais?"
"But it is impossible to have a sea of wild flowers in the capital, unless you go out of the capital, about thirty miles away..." Murong Xitian thought of a place that Xia Ziluo might like.
However, that sea of flowers is just an unknown flower.
Will she like it? Murong Xitian shook his head taking it for granted.
Xia Ziluo likes peony, the king of flowers, rose, the queen of flowers, camellia, the treasure of flowers... and other precious flowers.
It seems a bit far!
Xia Ziluo's joy turned into disappointment.
She had no problem sneaking out of the city to see some wild flowers. This behavior was a bit too much and completely inconsistent with the style of a real princess.
"It's okay, it would be nice to have a flower viewing party." I heard that the most precious flowers in the world are displayed at the flower viewing party. Basically every variety is rare, and each plant is naturally worth thousands of gold.
Xia Ziluo thought it would be a good idea to go and have a look, it would open his eyes, and it was better than staying at home in a daze.
"Yes." Her answer was what he thought, and Murong Xitian said no more.
But why does he feel a little unspeakable disappointment?
Murong Xitian's eyes flickered a little and gradually dimmed.
Xia Ziluo stopped talking and turned to look at the paintings drawn by the children.
"What is this?" Xia Ziluo looked at it for a long time, but could not see what Murong Xin was painting.
Looking at Murong Ze's paintings again, she was a little confused: "Is this a person? Could it be that he is painting a girl?"
"Yes, but the painting never looks like it." Murongze threw down the brush in annoyance, complaining from exhaustion.
Murong Xin held her cheek with a brush and suddenly looked at Murong Xitian and giggled: "Dad, can you help Xin'er draw Niang?"
Paint Xia Ziluo?
Murong Xitian looked unnatural: "You must complete your own affairs by yourself. Your teacher should have taught you."
"But, Xin'er just can't draw well." Murong Xin's cute little face showed a pitiful expression, which made people feel distressed just looking at it.
Murong Ze also learned how to pretend to be pitiful for his sister, and looked at Murong Xitian helplessly: "Dad, can you help us?"
"This..." Murong Xitian felt that if he refused again, he would definitely hurt the children's hearts.
But he was very reluctant to ask her to paint Xia Ziluo.
He never painted figures, especially women, because he thought it was a boudoir pleasure between husband and wife, so the woman who appeared in his paintings would only be his wife.
Although Xia Ziluo is his wife by name, she is not the wife in his heart.
"How about another day?" Murong Xitian adopted a delaying policy and planned to deal with it.
Unexpectedly, the children have inherited the excellent bloodline of him and the real princess, and each one is more sophisticated than the other.
"Sister, why do I feel that dad is perfunctory with us?" Murong Xin pouted in dissatisfaction.
Murong Ze also spread out his palms in a decent manner and sighed: "Yes, dad thinks that we are young, so we are easy to deal with."
"No." Xia Ziluo thought of Ye Zixuan's portrait, and his heart was filled with unspeakable sadness.
However, both she and the real princess are the third party between Murong Xitian and Ye Zixuan. What qualifications does she have to care about this?
Therefore, Xia Ziluo couldn't help restraining his uncomfortable mood and said, "Don't talk to dad like that." "Flower viewing party?" Xia Ziluo just cheered happily, and the next moment he pouted in disappointment, "Those flowers?"
Aren’t they also raising bonsai?”
"But it is impossible to have a sea of wild flowers in the capital, unless you go out of the capital, about thirty miles away..." Murong Xitian thought of a place that Xia Ziluo might like.
However, that sea of flowers is just an unknown flower.
Will she like it? Murong Xitian shook his head taking it for granted.
Xia Ziluo likes peony, the king of flowers, rose, the queen of flowers, camellia, the treasure of flowers... and other precious flowers.
It seems a bit far!
Xia Ziluo's joy turned into disappointment.
She had no problem sneaking out of the city to see some wild flowers. This behavior was a bit too much and completely inconsistent with the style of a real princess.
"It's okay, it would be nice to have a flower viewing party." I heard that the most precious flowers in the world are displayed at the flower viewing party. Basically every variety is rare, and each plant is naturally worth thousands of gold.
Xia Ziluo thought it would be a good idea to go and have a look, it would open his eyes, and it was better than staying at home in a daze.
"Yes." Her answer was what he thought, and Murong Xitian said no more.
But why does he feel a little unspeakable disappointment?
Murong Xitian's eyes flickered a little and gradually dimmed.
Xia Ziluo stopped talking and turned to look at the paintings drawn by the children.
"What is this?" Xia Ziluo looked at it for a long time, but could not see what Murong Xin was painting.
Looking at Murong Ze's paintings again, she was a little confused: "Is this a person? Could it be that he is painting a girl?"
"Yes, but the painting never looks like it." Murongze threw down the brush in annoyance, complaining from exhaustion.
Murong Xin held her cheek with a brush and suddenly looked at Murong Xitian and giggled: "Dad, can you help Xin'er draw Niang?"
Paint Xia Ziluo?
Murong Xitian looked unnatural: "You must complete your own affairs by yourself. Your teacher should have taught you."
"But, Xin'er just can't draw well." Murong Xin's cute little face showed a pitiful expression, which made people feel distressed just looking at it.
Murong Ze also learned how to pretend to be pitiful for his sister, and looked at Murong Xitian helplessly: "Dad, can you help us?"
"This..." Murong Xitian felt that if he refused again, he would definitely hurt the children's hearts.
But he was very reluctant to ask her to paint Xia Ziluo.
He never painted figures, especially women, because he thought it was a boudoir pleasure between husband and wife, so the woman who appeared in his paintings would only be his wife.
Although Xia Ziluo is his wife by name, she is not the wife in his heart.
"How about another day?" Murong Xitian adopted a delaying policy and planned to deal with it.
Unexpectedly, the children have inherited the excellent bloodline of him and the real princess, and each one is more sophisticated than the other.
"Sister, why do I feel that dad is perfunctory with us?" Murong Xin pouted in dissatisfaction.
Murong Ze also spread out his palms in a decent manner and sighed: "Yes, dad thinks that we are young, so we are easy to deal with."
"No." Xia Ziluo thought of Ye Zixuan's portrait, and his heart was filled with unspeakable sadness.
However, both she and the real princess are the third party between Murong Xitian and Ye Zixuan. What qualifications does she have to care about this?
Therefore, Xia Ziluo couldn't help restraining his uncomfortable mood and said, "Don't talk to daddy like this."
