But when Han Mengxiao and Zi Yihan walked to the door of the flower house, they did not see the little girl guarding the door. Just as Han Mengxiao was about to call out, the sound of a flowerpot falling to the ground and breaking came from inside the flower house, as well as the little girl guarding the door.
The girl's cry.
"Your Highness, please don't drop it. It was Xiao Cui's fault. I didn't recognize you. Please punish Xiao Cui. These flowers were planted by the Princess herself. If you smashed them, the Princess..." Hearing this
, Han Mengxiao turned his head and glared at Zi Yihan fiercely: "It's your Ru'er again!"
When she opened the door, she saw broken porcelain and soil all over the floor. The beautiful flower house had been smashed into a mess by Ziru, and Ziru was carrying a rare white jade flowerpot. Camellia was planted in the flowerpot.
It is already very difficult to plant camellias in pots. This season is not the flowering period of camellias, but the leaves of camellias in the pots are green and shiny, and the flowers are in full bloom.
What is even more surprising is that the flowers on the small flower branches bloom in six colors, bright red, brown, pink, milky white, light orange, and light yellow. It can be said that they are beautiful and colorful and eye-catching.
"What are you doing? Put down my flowers!" Han Mengxiao rushed into the room and saw Ziru raising the white jade flowerpot. He roared and stared at her hands.
But Ziru took two steps back, as if she was frightened, and the flowerpot in her hand hit the ground with a "snap". The fine white jade flowerpot was instantly shattered, and the roots of the camellia tree were exposed to the air.
But Ziru stepped forward again, her foot stepped on the root of the tree, and her body trembled: "Han, Brother Han."
Han Meng rushed over like Xiaofeng and pushed Ziru away with all his strength. Ziru couldn't stand firm and fell to the ground, burying her face. A sinister light flashed through her eyes. She touched the fragments of the flowerpot behind her back and put her hand on the ground.
Pressing hard on the fragments, she then raised her head and took out her blood-stained hand: "It hurts...it hurts...Brother Han...it hurts."
Zi Yihan hurriedly ran over, helped Ziru up from the ground, tore off the broken porcelain pieces from Ziru's hand, tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and hugged Ziru, and said to Han Mengxiao in his tone: "Meng
, what are you doing, how can you push Ruer."
Han Mengxiao didn't hear Zi Yihan's words. She looked at the camellia sadly, holding back the tears in her eyes. The roots of the camellia were broken by Zi Ru, making it difficult to survive.
Han Mengxiao remembered that a few days ago, Zi Yiran asked her with a smile on her face: "Sister Mengxiao, let me remind you, my birthday is coming. Is the peerless youth you said you wanted to give me last time taken care of? Don't come yet.
I can’t take it out at that time.”
This camellia was cultivated by Han Mengxiao through hard work and was going to be given to Zi Yiran as a birthday present.
Ziru did it on purpose, she must have done it on purpose. She was holding the flowerpot so steadily just now, how could it fall? And she stepped on the flower roots so accurately?
Han Mengxiao stood up and stared at Ziru who was crying with tears on her face: "Ziru, what are you doing in my flower room?"
"Brother Han, Ru'er, Ru'er just came to take a look," Zi Ru pretended not to dare to look at Han Mengxiao, trembling and crawled into Zi Yihan's arms: "That girl didn't let Ru'er see, and when Ru'er got angry,
Just...I'm sorry, Brother Han, Ru'er was wrong..." She grabbed Zi Yihan with her hand, and exaggeratedly screamed, "Ah, it hurts!"
"Stop showing such a pitiful look," Han Mengxiao completely lost his mind: "Ziru, don't think that I don't know your vicious thoughts. It hurts. I'm going to show you today what pain is!"