When he left Tiancheng Pavilion, Zi Qianmo's mind was still confused.

The amount of information is too much, and I am a little maladjusted for a while.

Especially grandpa is indeed anti-minded, and he has long been with Mo Yan on this point.

That's it.

Zi Qianmo sighed.

She's a demon who lives with her fate.

It's the opposite.

Anyway, this Chu royal family doesn't have any good things, and they hate it one by one. It is impossible for the Zi family to remain aggrieved and silent forever, and overthrowing the Chu regime is indeed a method of revenge once and for all.

"What is Miss Seven sighing for?"

A voice as low as wine and drunken in the middle of the people sounded in my ears, very good, as if every word was striking on the heartstrings.

Zi Qianmo turned his head →_→

"Oh, it's you."

Mo Yan: "......"

That disgusted look, what's going on.

And that slag cold、I don't know your tone。

He was at the door of Tiancheng Pavilion, waiting for her to come out. spoke in a good voice, wanting to take the opportunity to ask her about the pill that widened her muscles and veins and Xiao Momo, but she touched the ash of her nose.

He thought for a moment.

She was probably sulking at him for not telling the truth before.

However, he also has his own troubles, and his other identity cannot tell her.

Then it can only be coaxed.

Miss has a temper.

Fortunately, he was prepared in advance.

"Miss Seven comes with me." Mo Yan led the way in front, and Ziqian Mo followed behind, in the direction of returning to Mochen Pavilion.

Zi Qianmo was still thinking about revenge, rebellion, and Mo Yan's lying, so he followed.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yan prepared a surprise apology for him.

As soon as he stepped into the Mochen Pavilion, a burst of fragrant fragrance hit him.

The nose of a demon is already more sensitive than a human.

As a demon king, Zi Qianmo's sense of smell is more sensitive than that of ordinary demons, and this familiar floral fragrance is her favorite lily of the valley!

At the entrance of her cave in the Heavenly Realm Kunlun Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, there was a large sea of very gorgeous and pure white lily of the valley flowers.

In the Demon Clan.

Lily of the valley represents eternal happiness.

What she loves the most is to become a hairball mimic and roll happily in the sea of lily of the valley flowers.

Blowing a small breeze, bathing in the sun, and smelling the fragrance of flowers, it is really a great pleasure for demons. Of course, His Royal Highness the Demon King, who wants to maintain a noble and glamorous image to the outside world, will only do things rolling in the sea of flowers when he is a demon.

After the soul pierced, Zi Qianmo found that the original owner also liked lily of the valley flowers, and often put a lily of the valley on his head.

However, in the human world, humans do not call it lily of the valley, but call it "Junying Grass". Zi Qianmo felt that it was better to call the demon clan.

"Miss Seven likes Junying Grass, so I asked someone to send some over."

Mo Yan stood beside Ziqian Mo, looking at her, there was a rare trace of warmth in her phoenix eyes, "The yard is very big and can be raised." ”

Zi Qianmo's eyes were as light as glass, full of brilliance.

What catches your eye is a large sea of lily of the valley flowers.

Delicate pots.

There are hundreds or thousands of them!

Although it is far less than the scale of her cave gate, it also occupies half of the courtyard! The beautiful and elegant lily of the valley orchids are as white as clouds, not glamorous, and bloom quietly.

She couldn't help but step forward, picked a lily of the valley, put it on the tip of her nose, sniffed it lightly, and her light-colored eyes narrowed comfortably: "Forgive me." ”

Although he still has a paralyzed face, his eyes are clearly happy.

"Those who send lily of the valley are all good people."