No matter what, Qianhua knew in her heart that this earth god was famous for his arrogant temper, and he might not be the one willing to gossip in Mo Yunye's ear. Looking at the others, they were completely focused on Xiyuan. Inside, he had no intention of paying attention to himself and Fengyao in the corner. He let go of his anxious heart, and followed this group of curious and sneaky gods to spy on the situation in the garden:
"The scope of your food and daily life is only within the Dongyuan. This Xiyuan is in vain, why don't you allow me to demolish it to expand a lotus pond?" Luo Qian was followed by the demolition soldiers, all holding tools in their hands, talking to Luo Qian He was equally aggressive, facing Mo Yunye's sullen indifference and indifference.
"This is my Yunqi Palace. It's up to me to decide whether to demolish or build it. You don't have to interfere." Mo Yunye replied calmly, with a calm tone as if to say, "It's sunny and sunny today. It's a good time for an outing." "The days are generally leisurely and elegant."
But Luo Qian refused: "Did a woman who made your heart beat once live here, so you can't let go?"
As soon as he said this, Qianhua in the jungle was shocked. The claws holding the leaves suddenly tightened and broke a twig.
And Luo Qian's words also disturbed the lake in Mo Yunye's heart that could have been controlled as calm as a mirror. Now that the cool breeze was blowing and the waves were rising slightly, Mo Yunye's expression changed, and his anger became gentle. There was Ling Ran in his eyes: "There are some things you'd better not say nonsense."
In this way, it is a naked warning!
If it were another real woman, maybe she should have ended it obediently. Unfortunately, Luo Qian was as cold and arrogant as she was, but she would never allow such a threat to hurt her dignity: "You know what you have done, and there is nothing you can say." Really? Now that everyone is dead, what are you still thinking about? Besides, people were killed by you... "
The first few words may not make Mo Yunye, who is accustomed to forbearance, get angry, but the last sentence directly pierced his pain. A pair of gentle eyes that flowed like a spring suddenly turned into a sad and furious look, and he looked at Luo Qian aggressively. The words were a low roar: "What qualifications do you have to say this here? I gave up her, wasn't it all for you?"
This sentence was true. Luo Qian immediately made up for his mistake, but the grievance was still lingering in his heart: "Since it is for me, now I want to make up for the debt of more than a thousand years and live with you. Why don't you want to accompany you day and night?"
"We are not married yet." As long as Luo Qian remained calm and stern, Mo Yunye returned to his usual indifference.
"We can get married, I am willing to marry you, but you don't want to..." Luo Qian said the sad part, and the initial resentment faded away, her black eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were wet with tears, "Is it because you no longer want to marry me?" love me?"
After hearing this, Mo Yunye closed his eyes, as if to hide the look in his eyes, and sighed softly. When he opened them again, he could no longer see through the joy, anger, and sorrow. He moved slightly, approached Luo Qian, and stretched out his arms to hug her. , hugged her into her arms: "If I didn't love you, would I have waited so hard for you a year ago and forced you to be reborn by any means?"
"If I still can't get your love after rebirth, I would rather die."
"Why can't you get it?" Mo Yunye wondered why women always like to magnify problems that they don't need to worry about. However, maybe this is the true nature of women. He hugged her tightly and said softly, "You Always in my heart.”
"Then I can move to Yunqi Palace Xiyuan, okay?" Luo Qian indeed brought the question back to the original dispute.
Mo Yunye sighed softly and asked, "Why don't you want to live in Baiyuan Garden? You are the God of Flowers, Baiyuan Garden is your territory, you should protect it and cherish it."
"But there is something more important than my own land that I need to protect and cherish, even if I don't have to be the Goddess of Flowers." The meaning behind Luo Qian's words is nothing more than a confession that in her heart, Mo Yunye belongs to him the most.
"Well, you can just move to Xiyuan." Mo Yunye suppressed the displeasure and distress in his eyes and finally compromised.
How not to compromise? If you don’t compromise, you don’t have the capital to struggle, so why not compromise
And this compromise also discouraged the gods who were hiding in the jungle and watching. Some were relieved for Luo Qian, some were helpless for Mo Yunye, and most of them were frustrated because the scene was not exciting enough. .
Luo Qian was naturally relieved and smiled like a flower, but then she thought about it again, and the worry and worry crept up her brow again: "But, I just acted impulsively and sent people to destroy some of the roof tiles in Xiyuan, especially the back garden..."
"What?" As soon as he heard about Xiyuan's back garden, a fairy fruit tree suddenly appeared in Mo Yunye's mind. Without any further hesitation, he loosened Luo Qian's arms and hurried towards the back garden...
The gods in the jungle have once again aroused their appetite. Could it be that the disputes are stirring up again and the fun is yet to come
Then they each transformed into invisible bodies and fled to the back garden.
Mo Yunye rushed to the back garden and saw that the fairy fruit tree had fallen on the piled soil. The trunk was broken and the branches and leaves were messy. The decayed appearance was just like the irreparable Luo Qianhua who had given up her life.
Mo Yunye's heart ached, and he leaned down to pick up the small tree from the ruins of mud and tiles. He gently brushed the dust off its leaves, then carefully held it in his hands and walked directly through the path to Dongyuan.
"What are you doing?" Although Luo Qian didn't know what that tree meant to him, seeing him feel so distressed and seeing the tree growing outside the window of Xiyuan's boudoir, he roughly figured out the whole story, although he didn't ask. I was clearly unhappy.
"Carry it out the window of my study."
"A broken tree is about to die, what can you do with it? If you want flowers and plants, I can give them to you."
Mo Yunye naturally knew Luo Qian's ability to twist her fingers into flowers, but said: "No matter how beautiful it is, it can't be as beautiful as it."
Luo Qian chased after him: "What's so good about it?"
"Its fruit is sweet."
"That's it?"
"That's all."
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The two of them talked all the way, and they had already gone far. The gods who were watching the excitement felt that the scene was bland and wasted their efforts to lie down in the grass. The most depressing one was Feng Yao, who was lying on her stomach and gnawing on the chicken legs. My stomach hurts, and I was about to scold the good disciple next to me for this bad idea, when I turned my face and glanced, but she was nowhere to be seen.
When did she leave quietly? Fengyao didn't know at all, so he went back to the other courtyard alone with a dark face. He didn't see her again that whole night.
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Thousands of flowers never run far away.
Never running far means never leaving the heaven, but just crossing the Tianhe mural and entering the new heaven.
Qianhua couldn't explain why she was willing to ignore Mo Yunye's jokes. Due to an inexplicable and strange trend in her heart, she came to Yaochi, and then she walked into the water without thinking.
In her chaotic consciousness and blurred ears, Qianhua heard urgent and gentle calls: "Yue...Yue...Yue...", and by some strange coincidence, she stopped next to the sleeping lotus of Heavenly Mother. Then she suddenly woke up and looked at Seeing that Heavenly Mother's face remained the same, her black eyelashes were fluttering slightly. (To be continued)