Chapter 237: 1.237 Thousand Flowers
"Okay!" The prince nodded immediately.
A pair of unscrupulous people, a few words can decide the tragic fate of the dark flower boy in the next half month...
Aoye and Huifeng looked at each other, and Qiqi mourned for the dark flower boy.
"Today is the Thousand Flowers Festival, it's rare to be lively, and the good atmosphere is ruined." Qiao Mu was a little emotional, and whispered something.
The two walked along the street, the ground was full of residual flowers and the street was deserted, presumably the crowd was scared and went home.
"It's not very good. You like to be quiet and quiet, and I also like this kind of peaceful atmosphere." Mo Lian smiled.
"Flowers are scattered all over the ground." The little guy muttered, leaning on the boy's shoulder and looking up at the night, "Ugly."
Only a ray of moonlight fell lightly, and the moonlight was warm.
Mo Lian chuckled, raised her hand and pointed upwards, "It's not easy to see flowers, look at that..."
Under the moonlight in the distance, there was a shower of flowers.
The colorful petals fell down in a trance, like a beautiful and colorful dance of flowers under the night sky. Several pieces were blown by the night wind and stuck to the child's raised little head face.
The dark night in front of me has been replaced by the brilliance of night pearls, red, yellow, pink and green, falling flowers are colorful and fluttering.
"It's beautiful." The child's frozen face, which has never been broken for thousands of years, showed signs of being broken, and the small mouth smiled uncoordinatedly, and subconsciously reached out to grab the fallen petals.
This is really a thousand flowers flying together, a veritable festival of thousands of flowers.
The dull feeling brought about by Wen Ruwan's death before was really swept away at this moment.
"For you." The boy reached out and handed a small box full of round bright purple gemstones to the child.
The child opened it and saw that it was not a jewelry hairpin, but a box full of petals of various colors, and the fragrance came out.
For a moment, there was a touch in my heart, and a warm sunshine seemed to shine into the darkest corner of my heart...
"You stink, I'll fumigate you when you go home and take a bath." The boy said with a serious face.
wipe! The sun is gone! If you feel anything, feed it to the dog!
You bastard, you stink! !
The child closed the box with a snap, and turned his head with a biting expression.
Mo Lian gave a young laugh, and wandered through a sea of flowers with the child in his arms, his figure gradually disappearing into the night.
It was almost late at night when Qiao Mu was carried back to the original street by the boy, and the siblings met up, and the children were sent home by the prince.
Qiao Zhongbang, his wife and Uncle Qiao had been waiting anxiously for a long time, and they were restless.
Uncle Qiao even went out to look for it, and brought back the bad news that he was attacked by corpse puppets on the street.
While the family was looking for it again, the children came back.
Only then did Wei Ziqin heave a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and pulled his eldest daughter, and asked worriedly, "Son, are you all okay? Is it true that a corpse puppet sneaked into the city?"
"It's true." Qiao Mu nodded, "That corpse puppet attacked Aunt Wen. I'm sorry, mother, I didn't find Aunt Wen after I chased it. Maybe the corpse puppet chased it away. I was worried that Xiao Lin'er would go back and look for them. Well, on the other side of Aunt Wen, I didn't continue to chase."
Wei Ziqin was terrified when he heard it, and Qiao Zhongbang and Second Uncle Qiao realized that Wen Ruwan hadn't come back with him.
The whole family hurriedly thanked the prince who escorted the children back, and His Royal Highness, as a matter of course, gave the Qiao family a good impression in front of everyone...