His eyes fell on the large peony on the ground. The half-opened peony had been uprooted and was now completely withered, with a demonic aura still lingering on it.

It was obvious that the peony flower had become a spirit and was killed by Song Junzhan.

Song Junzhan has always been calm and composed, but perhaps the peony flower demon's hallucinogenic power is still affecting him, and at this moment he is a little overwhelmed by his emotions.

"Your Majesty, the flowers are gone."

He looked at her, with a rare hint of fragility and grievance in his eyes.

He didn't finish, but Xiao Li immediately understood what he meant.

Now that the flowers were gone, he had no reason to invite Xiao Li to stay at his house.

Xiao Li just felt that he looked somewhat pitiful and cute: "Prime Minister Song, there is one thing you haven't figured out yet."

She raised her hand and pinched his face, her eyes were rarely gentle: "It's never the peony flower that can invite me."

Song Junzhan's sad mood was instantly cut off, and he felt an invisible barrier shattered.

The influence of the evil spirit completely disappeared.

Xiao Li also felt it and looked at him with a smile: "Are you awake?"

Song Junzhan smiled helplessly: "Your Majesty, I am sorry to make you laugh."

Thinking about what happened to him just now, he just felt ashamed.

He was actually tricked by the peony flower.

For more than ten years, he has been able to use flowers to invite His Majesty to stay for a while every year, but how could he not know whether His Majesty was appreciating the flowers or the people?

"Your Majesty..." He lowered his head and leaned lightly on her shoulder: "I want to move to another place."

He doesn't want this Prime Minister's Mansion anymore.

"good."

(End of this chapter)