The sky-blue headband on Luo Zhen's head fluttered in the wind.

Shen Yu and Ji Ying stared, and no one spoke.

Luo Zhen seemed to be in a good mood, and when she entered the house, her steps were brisk, and her thin waist also swayed gently under the cover of the men's robe, making the fabric around her waist appear to be regular and irregular beautiful folds. In some respects, it is a certain degree of blasphemy and insult brought by the two-clothed woman to the manly man.

But in a way, it can't be considered unbeautiful.

Luo Zhen stretched her fingers across everything she could touch, folded a bright red Lingxiao flower, and sniffed the fresh smell at the tip of her nose. There was not a single servant worker in sight, as if it were her own garden. Not to mention how soft and happy the mood is.

When you walk to the place where the flowers gather in the hall, there is a scent that seems to have smoked like a natural forest fire, like a huge smoked cage, waiting for you to lie on this smoked cage with clean clothes with the smell of soaphorn, rolling at will, stained with the fragrance of dreams.

So as soon as Luo Zhen entered the hall, she was intoxicated and saw the dried flowers all over the room.

Large pink and white peonies, small white and white moon flowers, red wandering flowers, yellow roses, blue hydrangeas, purple sage, colorful and various dried flowers.

The petals are almost perfectly shaped, even as thin as wings, brittle as paper, and still grow on the branches in perfect life. It is just slightly baked by the small charcoal stove placed under each flower, and it shrinks a little.

If it weren't for Luo Zhen's intoxication with a flower to sniff, but the flower head fell as soon as it touched it, perhaps no one would have discovered it so early.

Luo Zhen was stunned for a moment, and looked back and forth in the hall that seemed to be too smoky and burning a few times, as if she had discovered a fact in a daze. Then he trembled uncontrollably.

"Someone, someone!" Luo Zhen roared hysterically, and when she saw the maid who came in a hurry and was shocked at a glance, she immediately jumped on her tiptoes and shouted, "Who did it?!"

"No, I don't know how to ......"

"Dare to say that I don't know what to do?!"

"Today, today......" The maid kept wiping her head with cold sweat, and stumbled and continued: "Tang Gongzi...... Been here...... Don't let us follow yet...... So, to ...... Will it be ......"

Luo Zhen crushed Ling Xiaohua at her fingertips, gritted her teeth and screamed, "It's him!

"Steward Luo, Steward Luo," a little girl ran in from outside and handed over a letter, "Tang Gongzi called you." ”

Luo Zhen snatched the letter paper, glanced at the innocent little girl, and opened her eyes.

"I'm sorry. But I've only dried the flower heads, and the whole flower won't die. But if you don't grow flowers anytime soon, you won't be able to invite those innocent people back with the highest courtesy. I'm also forced to do it, so don't hit me, you're all too heavy. 」

Luo Zhen clumped the letter paper into a ball in her hand, crumpled it into a sloppy mess, and threw it into the small stove under the flowers. All the flowers have been almost smoked purple-black.

"Ah——!h

The maidservants were very afraid, and hurriedly did things. (To be continued......)