The people of Yage and the hearts of Yage are all attracted by this charming flower at this moment.
"Do you like this flower?" Xuanyuan Wenqi broke the silence and asked.
Ya Ge nodded honestly and answered him.
"It's fake!" Xuanyuan Wenqi said calmly.
"Fake?" His words surprised her. This flower was so real, how could it be fake?
The beauty had doubts, how could Xuanyuan Wenqi bear to make her confused.
So he explained: "This flower is a dream that Yongling had when he was seven years old!"
Xuanyuan Yongling?
Ya Ge was stunned and became even more puzzled.
Seeing her increasingly confused expression, Xuanyuan Wenqi knew that Xuanyuan Yongling must not have mentioned this matter to her.
For some reason, his heart jumped for joy.
He didn't want her beauty to be coveted by his father, let alone Xuanyuan Yongling.
He had been silently looking forward to her since she first smiled at him.
I look forward to the day when her people and her heart will all belong to him, and to him Xuanyuan Wenqi.
So, no matter what kind of rumors there are in the palace.
No matter how Zheng Ya told him that his grandson and his concubine were together, he didn't believe it.
Otherwise, he would not have taken her up this corridor.
The way to please her, even if this is Xuanyuan Yongling's territory, as long as he can get her to look at him, he will bring her here without hesitation.
His steps were extremely slow.
She walked quietly with him, very slowly.
His people and his heart are all in her.
Her person, her heart was thinking about Xuanyuan Yongling's dream, these flowers that seemed real but were false.
"When he was seven years old, Yong Ling was still a child surrounded by happiness."
Xuanyuan Wenqi explained softly as he walked: "One day, as soon as he got up, he clamored for a flower."
Having said this, a self-deprecating smile unconsciously appeared on Xuanyuan Wenqi's lips.
Maybe it’s because I feel something about the word ‘happiness’.
That kind of happiness is too far away for him.
So does the Song of Songs.
"However, no one in the palace has seen the flowers he painted. How can they pick them for him? But there is no way. He is making a lot of noise and must see them."