In the sea of purple fragrant orchids, a slender figure appeared in his sight.
Her back looks very similar, really similar...
Feng Yexuan seemed to be possessed by a demon. He stepped lightly and the person was behind her in an instant.
The girl just noticed someone coming behind her and was about to take action when she was suddenly pulled over by the force behind her.
Being, tightly imprisoned in his arms!
"Li'er." Feng Yexuan buried his face in the crook of her neck.
The taste of Li'er!
She is really his son...
However, the fantasy scene was quickly broken by a hoarse voice: "What are you doing? Let me go!"
It’s not Li’er’s voice!
Feng Yexuan opened his eyes suddenly, lowered his eyes, and looked at the little girl struggling in his arms.
It's not his Li'er. Although her back looks similar, she is much thinner than Li'er.
Moreover, this voice, this face... is not Li'er!
Feng Yexuan was very angry! He pushed her away.
The force of the push was a bit too strong, Xiaoyao was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground directly.
Fortunately, there is a sea of flowers underneath me, so even if I fall, it won't hurt.
It's just a pity.
"This lavender is blooming so well, it's even crushed."
She lowered her head and looked at the flowers that were overwhelmed by the flowers she was sitting under, with a look of regret on her face.
Looking at Feng Yexuan again, he immediately frowned and was so angry: "Why are you so crazy?"
"Lavender?" Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes. Where had he heard this name before?
It's Li'er!
When Li'er saw this sea of flowers for the first time, she called out the name of lavender!
Li'er...
"What are you going to do?" Seeing him moving forward with unclear intentions, Xiaoyao's heart went off alarm and she immediately took several steps back.
I accidentally stepped on a pile of lavender.
"What are you doing here?" Feng Yexuan calmed down.
Although the figure and aura of this damn girl are indeed very similar, she is not Li'er!
Is it just because of the appearance of this girl that he behaved so inexplicably towards Li'er?
Thinking of this, Feng Yexuan's eyes looked at Xiaoyao with a bit of chill.
Xiaoyao couldn't understand what this man was thinking, but he always acted like he wouldn't approach strangers, which always made her a little panicked.
"I, I don't have anything, I just... I just want to get some lavender essential oil to practice... I'm fine, Prince, I'm leaving first!"
Feeling that the smell of danger was getting stronger and stronger, Xiaoyao turned around and left without even thinking.
"You can come and leave whenever you want to this king's place?" Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes.
Xiaoyao suddenly felt angry: "This is the back mountain, but it's not..."
"This back mountain is all within the scope of my king's property, including the flowers you picked, which I ordered my people to carefully plant."
Feng Yexuan took another step forward. At this time, he looked like he was not easy to talk to at all.
No, when will this overbearing prince be able to speak again?
"Your Majesty..."
"Do you know how much effort I put into ordering people to transport these flowers back and plant them? Every flower you pick is priceless. How do you plan to compensate it?"
"Compensation?" Xiaoyao was completely dumbfounded. Wasn't it just a few flowers?
Pick a few flowers from him and actually talk about compensation? Isn’t this prince too stingy?
"You...how much do you want me to pay?" Anyway, it's just a few flowers, and they're probably not worth much, so I quickly paid and left.
I will never come to this crappy place again!
Although it is really hard to find flowers this winter, it is a surprise to find a sea of lavender flowers.
However, Xiaoyao was sure that she would not dare to touch his things.
Never come again.
Feng Yexuan seemed to be able to see through her thoughts at a glance.
Want to leave? Is it that easy?
He pursed his lower lip and said coldly: "This flower was left for Li'er to enjoy by this king. It is naturally worth a lot of money. Calculated at one hundred taels per flower, what you picked plus the pressure you just pressed
If he dies, together, you must compensate me at least twenty thousand taels."
