"You say these are begonia seeds?"

Oh!

Don't be so exaggerated, she just wants to plant the main courtyard, is the flower seed of these twenty carts going to plant a begonia flower in the capital of the Nanfeng Emperor?

Rongqing, what kind of trouble is this?

"It's not a seed, it's a begonia flower, which was transplanted from Xixia Mountain by Gongzi's subordinates."

Rong Qing's faint explanation was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt, and Concubine Murong almost didn't stand firm.

"What did you say?"

"It's not a seed, it's a begonia flower." Rongqing repeats.

"No, it's not this," Concubine Murong said with an eager face, as if to make sure she had heard it wrong, "It's the latter sentence, what did you say." ”

The latter sentence?

"Gongzi's subordinates were transplanted from Xixia Mountain." Rong Qing said the original again.

It's really Sunset Mountain, it really is, she heard it right.

Concubine Murong Fei's eyes turned red instantly, "How can you move your mother's Xixia Mountain things, I want begonia flowers, but don't you know how to cultivate them?" Just give me the seeds, you ...... Why...... Why do you want to touch my mother's flowers, I don't, I don't want ...... No...... Flowers that move mothers. "I couldn't cry anymore.

Murong Concubine Concubine's cry had no warning, but it frightened everyone, and Hu'er and the Flower Festival Rainy Season rushed to her side as soon as possible, and hurriedly supported the emotional Murong Concubine Concubine.

"Sister, don't cry, don't cry first, let's ask them to send the flowers back, send the flowers back to the lady, don't cry, the slave you cry about wants to cry too." The lake choked.

"Yes, yes, sister, don't be sad, your health is not yet well, and you can't be too excited."

The rainy season flower festival is also the first time to see Murong Concubine crying with such emotions, I was really frightened, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

A group of people were "in chaos", and Rong Qing was directly dumbfounded on the side.

Although Childe had explained to him in advance that his sister would not be in a good mood after receiving the flowers, and he was also mentally prepared, but obviously his preparation was not enough, not only was he in a bad mood, but he was about to collapse emotionally.

Rong Qing hurriedly took out the letter written by Murong Yufei and knelt down with a "poof" in front of Concubine Murong Yufei.

"The subordinates should be damned, the subordinates should give Childe's letter to Sister first, Sister, this is Childe's handwritten letter, Childe said that you will understand if you read it." He thought that his sister was so anxious to ask for begonia flowers, he must want to see the flowers first, and it didn't matter if he saw it later, but he didn't expect to cry sister, not to mention how much he regretted it.

Rong Qing handed the letter to Concubine Murong with both hands.

However, Concubine Murong didn't accept it at all.

Rongqing couldn't, so she had to stuff it into the hands of Hu'er, who was wiping her tears from Concubine Murong in distress, "Hu'er, you open it and show it to your sister, and your sister won't cry after reading it." ”

Hu'er was dissatisfied with Rongqing and glared at him hatefully, but when he heard him say that his sister wouldn't cry after reading it, and said that it was Gongzi's handwritten letter, he still took it and opened it quickly.

"Sister, do you want to see what Childe said, don't cry yet, okay?"

Concubine Murong moved to the letter paper with tears in her eyes, and it took a long time to see the words on it:

"Sister, my brother told you a secret, you must not tell your father.

The mother concubine actually didn't like begonia flowers at all, which was a beautiful misunderstanding.

When the mother concubine married her father, the father's main courtyard was full of begonia flowers, and the mother asked Aunt Qin if there was any way to get rid of the begonia flowers in the yard without her father noticing. ”