Jun Lin returned to the Immortal Realm. Before he left, Bei Yan did not go to see him off, but hid in her palace. She was afraid that if she went, she would not be able to stop crying.
I sat in my little garden, moved a small stool over there, and stared blankly at the blue sky, as if I had lost my soul.
A refreshing floral fragrance wafted into Bei Yan's nose. He sniffed, looked down, and saw that the Dreamy Beauty he had planted had already blossomed with large, beautiful flowers.
She stepped forward with delight to take a look, her gloomy mood lessened considerably, and her eyes narrowed into crescent moons:
"Flower, oh flower, did you know I was unhappy, so you specially came to comfort me?"
Regardless of whether Meng Linglong could speak or not, Bei Yan continued to mutter to himself, "That must be it, so good, so good, my drop of sweet spring water wasn't wasted on you."
flower……
Bei Yan slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten something so important.
She got up and ran into the room, taking out a bulging purse from her exquisite box where she kept her treasures.
Opening the purse, one finds plump, golden seeds inside, which Junlin secretly brought for him this morning.
It is said that this is a seed called crabapple, which produces red flowers, and that crabapple flowers can be used to express longing.
If you miss him, plant a seed in the garden. The seed will carry your thoughts to him, and he will know that you are thinking of him.
Bei Yan sniffed, picked up his purse, and returned to the small garden. He picked up a small hoe and began digging a hole, humming and groaning.
Once the pit was dug, Bei Yan opened his purse, carefully took out a golden seed, and planted it in the pit.
She misses Junlin so much; they've only been apart for a short while, and she already misses him terribly.
After filling the small pit, Bei Yan stretched out his finger and condensed a drop of sweet spring water, which he then dripped into the pit.
In a low, muffled voice, she said, "Little Begonia, I miss Junlin. Please tell him for me, okay? I'm begging you."
"Princess, Princess, the King is looking for you, where are you?" Yao Nu's voice came from outside the garden. Bei Yan blinked and held back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes.
When it was almost time, he turned around and replied, "I'm here. I know, I'm coming right away."
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"Father, you wanted to see me?" Bei Yan walked into the study. Bei Zhan was engrossed in reviewing memorials. When he saw her, he looked up.
"Please sit down."
"Oh." Bei Yan, unusually well-behaved, found a seat and sat down, instead of asking all sorts of questions with a smile as usual.
Bei Zhan was unaccustomed to this unusual behavior. After reviewing the last memorial, he put down his wolf-hair brush.
Looking at Bei Yan, who was sitting upright, a complicated look flashed in his eyes: "Yan'er, are you angry with your father?"
Bei Yan blinked, not understanding what Bei Zhan meant: "Huh? Why am I angry with Father?"
Bei Zhan's expression became even more complicated, with a hint of guilt in it. Look at himself, he had frightened his daughter so badly.
"Yesterday, I took it upon myself to agree to the Crown Prince of the Immortal Realm's request. It was wrong of me, but don't worry, as long as you don't want to marry him, I won't force you."
Moreover, in Bei Zhan's mind, Jun Lin had no chance of succeeding in this matter. He knew all too well what kind of person that old man Feng Yue was.
So that's what it was about. Bei Yan's ears turned red, and he waved his hand, "It's nothing, Father, don't overthink it, I'm not angry."
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