Chapter 99: I'll Raise It Myself

Unsurprisingly, Si Fangming was furious the next day.

"My orchid!"

"I know it's yours, don't shout so loudly."

Where are the flowers?

"I took it to feed Aqing's rabbits."

Yuan Siyin was sitting in front of her dressing table doing her hair when she saw him arrive carrying a bare orchid, and she felt secretly pleased.

If she can't pluck his hair, can't she at least pluck this tiny orchid?

If it weren't for the limited resources, she would have liked to play "Good Luck" right there.

"Alright, look at you, so stingy. Ziyuan, bring it out."

After reading the report, Yuan Siyin clapped her hands and personally took the pot of lotus-petal orchid.

"You're clearly not someone who knows how to tend to flowers and plants, yet you seem to like these things. Here, take them. Don't say I didn't compensate you."

She remembered that Si Fangming had searched everywhere in the original book for rare orchid varieties, so he specially sent people to search for a long time and spent a lot of money, only to get this one plant, which was delivered just a few days ago.

Si Fangming was taken aback. He held the pot and examined it closely. He saw that the dark green orchid leaves were thin and long, so tender that they seemed fragile, yet extremely stubborn. The green flower stems rested under the white flowers. From a distance, it looked like a small raft covered with sparse white snow, with dewdrops scattered and shadows cast by the cold wind.

"This is... a lotus-petal orchid?"

After trying to figure it out for a while, he spoke somewhat uncertainly.

"yes."

Unexpectedly, Si Fangming did not show any joy on his face; on the contrary, he seemed to feel a little pained.

Yuan Siyin did not understand.

"Don't like it? Then..."

Si Fangming suddenly raised his head, blinked, and quickly refused: "No need, I like it."

I like it so much that I can't bear to give it away.

Prime Minister Lin was a lover of orchids, and he had originally planned to send the plucked *Lycoris radiata* to the Prime Minister's residence to curry favor with him, but...

Even though it wasn't to his liking, it was still a gift from her.

Forget it, I won't give it away, I'll raise it myself.

Si Fangming made up his mind, picked up the flowers, turned around and left, afraid that if he was even a step too slow, they would be taken back.

Yuan Siyin chuckled, sat back down, and looked herself up and down in the bronze mirror. "You ran fast, didn't you?"

Zi Yuan smiled slightly and took out hairpins and rings from the jewelry box for her to choose from, saying, "Miss and Young Master are truly very close."

"Yes, after all, we grew up together since childhood, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say we're childhood sweethearts."

When the topic of childhood sweethearts came up, Yuan Siyin paused, unconsciously thinking of Yu Shiyan.

She picked out a hairpin adorned with pearls and kingfisher feathers, rested her chin on her hand, and let the purple iris hairpin be put on, then sighed for no reason.

Wow, time flies! It's almost the end of the year.

"By the way, is Aqing up yet?"

Hongxiu lifted the curtain and came in, carrying a lacquered wooden tray in her hands, smiling broadly: "Young master is still lingering, saying he won't get up until Miss calls him."

She walked to the table, put down the steaming hot jujube tea, and then went behind the screen.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Siyin snorted lightly and rolled up her sleeves without making a sound.

Some people go bald overnight like an orchid, while others get beaten up every morning.

"However, I said that if we really wait for Miss to call us, I'm afraid we won't be able to see anyone for the next few days. Upon hearing this, the young master immediately got up to wash up."

Yuan Siyin's lips twitched.

This one is even more heavyweight.

What's going on? You even predicted her prediction.

Sure enough, as soon as Hongxiu finished speaking, Yuan Fuqing came running in, wearing an ochre-colored Hangzhou silk jacket.

"Sister!"

"Slow down, don't slip. We still need to go to the palace soon, and if you fall now, your aunt will be heartbroken."

"Doesn't my sister feel sorry for me?"

Yuan Fuqing huddled in her arms with her head down, her voice crisp and clear, making it impossible for anyone to be angry with her.