Fortunately, the carriage was big enough, so even with two people and a tiger in it, it didn't feel crowded.
While Feng Han was scolding Xiao Bai, Su Qiao had already quickly lowered her head and bit off the peach blossom cake in his hand.
Feng Han felt his hand loosen, and then he realized that there was no pastry in his hand.
He was stunned for a moment, looking at Su Qiao with chubby cheeks eating pastries, and suddenly he felt in a very good mood.
"Is it tasty?"
After eating the delicious food, Su Qiao was no longer as awkward as before: "Not bad."
Feng Han picked up a piece with a smile and handed it to her again: "I asked someone to make it with flowers from the peach forest in the backyard."
After a pause, he added something ambiguous: "Now is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom. Maybe after a while, such beautiful scenery will no longer be seen."
Unfortunately, his suggestion was completely like talking to a cow.
"oh."
Su Qiao is now focused on eating, so why would he have the time to care about those things
People usually enjoy the scenery only when they have enough food and clothing.
Not to mention Su Qiao, who has no romantic sentiment to begin with.
Maybe talking about herbs or something would get her attention.
"You don't like romance?" Feng Han was a little surprised to see that she was not moved at all.
The peach blossom forest in the backyard is loved by all the little palace maids, even the little eunuchs and the little fifth and sixth graders love to visit it. How could she not like it
"It doesn't matter whether I like it or not." Su Qiao certainly appreciates the beautiful scenery, but he doesn't care too much about it.
Feng Han thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of flowers do you like?"
“Do I have to like flowers?”
Su Qiao picked up the teacup and poured himself a cup. After thinking for a while, he poured him another cup.
Seeing this, Feng Han smiled, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
“You don’t have to dislike it.” There are very few women who don’t like flowers, but who says women have to like flowers
Su Qiao recalled the large yard of datura and poppies that the man gave her when she was in the vampire dimension.
"I like poppies, both purple and blue, and red."
The reason why I didn’t mention Datura is because the whole plant is poisonous, and most people should know its effects.
But it is not the case with opium. In ancient times, people often used it for medicinal purposes.
There will be no problem when you first use it, but once you use it for too long, it will cause problems.
By then, it will be difficult to quit.
I remember that in an ancient dimension, he, as an emperor, was assassinated by someone using this trick.
"poppy?"
Feng Han was a little surprised. It turned out that she did have favorite flowers, but they were not the flowers that ordinary women liked.
"What kind of flower is this?" He had never heard of it before.
Su Qiao thought about it carefully and said, "Some people also call it opium."
It seems that people in ancient times called it this, but I don’t know what the people in this place called it.
"When the flower blooms, it is bright and eye-catching. It has the effect of relieving pain and treating dysentery, but it has extremely strong side effects. It can make people addicted and then controlled by others. Some people call it the flower of all evil, while others call it the heartbreak grass."
"Ophantadine?" Gelsemium elegans
Just by hearing the name, you can tell that this flower is not a good one.
A memory of struggling to survive in the deep forest flashed through Feng Han’s mind: “I should have seen the flower you are talking about.”
"When the flowers bloom, they are truly dazzling and mesmerizing."
That sea of flowers is where he picked up the newborn Xiaobai, and the man and the beast depend on each other for survival.
“You know why I like it?”