Chapter 14: Gorgeous and Auspicious

"You're welcome." Ye Qianning smiled and asked curiously, "You can clearly see its color, why didn't you answer when they asked you?"

Sang Zhi was silent.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ye Qianning didn't care. She smiled and said, "Iris suits you very well. It symbolizes magnificence and auspiciousness."

Sang Zhi remained silent.

Seeing that he was still silent, Ye Qianning began to suspect that he had a communication barrier. He scratched his head and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

She was still not good at getting along with children, especially such a silent and mature child.

"Fatty...Fatty." Cui'er poked her head out from behind the flower bed.

Ye Qianning glanced at him, then turned back to stare at Sang Zhi with his big eyes, his face full of innocence. He grinned and teased, "You are really good-looking."

Sang Zhi's serious little face was once slightly flushed, and then it was replaced by a hint of anger.

Ye Qianning caught his change and smiled like a little fox who had succeeded in his evil plan. It seemed that this old-fashioned boy was not so difficult to communicate with.

"Fatty..." Cui'er was anxious.

"Coming, coming." Ye Qianning responded.

Cui'er came out from behind the flower garden and dragged Ye Qianning for a long distance before letting her go. She said in fear, "Fatty, how dare you mess with the Seventh Prince? He's a notorious little bully. If you mess with him, someone will die."

"It's okay, just a kid."

"...Don't take it lightly. The Seventh Prince is truly terrifying. You'll be crying when the time comes."

A child? Is that just an ordinary child? He is a prince.

Sang Zhi stood where he was, watching the little man walking further and further away, until the man turned the corner into the corridor and disappeared. Only then did he withdraw his gaze and look down at the colorless flower in his hand.

It turns out it’s purple…

Iris, purple...

An indescribable strange feeling arose in Sang Zhi's heart.

"Eighth brother." A voice rang out, and Sang Yan, dressed in dark clothes, walked over. He sounded a little worried, "I just heard that Seventh Brother is here. He didn't bully you, did he?"

Sang stopped talking.

Sang Yan was puzzled. He followed his gaze and saw the iris in his hand. He concluded that Sang Rui must have bullied him again.

"Third brother will get it back for you tomorrow."

"Third brother, this is purple." Sang Zhi said lightly.

Sang Yan was stunned, then said happily: "Eighth brother, can you see colors?"

Sang Zhi paused and shook his head.

Sang Yanbai was overjoyed and said, "It's okay. The world is so big, there will always be someone who can cure your eyes. If Sang Rui uses these things to tease you again in the future, tell my third brother, and I won't let him off."

Sang Zhi nodded and carefully put the iris in his hand into his sleeve. His pale hands clutched the cuffs worriedly, fearing that he would lose it accidentally.

Purple is so beautiful...

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When Ye Qianning followed Cui'er to Lanxuan Garden, the little princess had already fallen asleep. Cui'er and Princess Changyang talked about their encounters with several princes.

"The Seventh Prince has been spoiled by Concubine Yu and is naughty by nature, but you don't have to take it to heart. He still has some reservations in the palace." Changyang Palace invited Ye Qianning to sit down and placed a plate of cakes in front of her: "Try it."

"Thank you, Princess." Ye Qianning picked up a piece and took a small bite.

Princess Changyang is a very kind, dignified and generous woman. It is true that one's appearance reflects one's heart.

"Don't be polite. Speaking of thanks, I want to thank you." Princess Changyang smiled slightly, very kind.

(End of this chapter)