Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Sure!” The crown prince nodded.
This cold-blooded duo decided poor Hidden Flower’s miserable fate for the next half of a month with a few words…
Ao Ye and Huifeng looked at each other and silently grieved for Hidden Flower briefly.
“Today is the Thousand Blossom Festival, so it’s a rare circumstance of liveliness. Yet, this fine atmosphere was damaged,” Qiao Mu musingly muttered.
The duo walked along the street, damaged pieces of flowers littered the ground without a person in sight. Everyone had probably ran home in terror already.
“Isn’t this good too? You like quiet, and I like this peaceful atmosphere.” Mo Lian smiled.
“Withered flowers and damaged petals everywhere,” the child mumbled. She laid on the youth’s shoulders and looked up at the night sky. “How ugly.”
A sole ray of moonlight faintly cast down.
Mo Lian lightly chuckled and pointed up. “It’s easy to see flowers. Look at that…”
A rain of flowers spiraled in the distant sky.
Colorful flower petals lazily sprinkled from the sky. It was like the flowers started a graceful and complicated dance in the night sky. Several petals were sent askew by the wind and stuck onto the child’s upturned face.
The night sky had been replaced by the brilliance of a night luminous pearl. Red, yellow, pink, green—the petals drifted down like a rainbow had shattered and showered upon its watchers.
“So pretty.” The child’s eternally icy face finally had a sign of cracking. An unharmonious smile turned up on her lips as she subconsciously reached out to snatch some falling petals.
It truly was thousands of blossoms flying everywhere, a genuine Thousand Blossom Festival.
The previous oppressive feeling that was brought by Wen Ruwan’s death was completely swept away.
“For you.” The youth handed a small box embedded with a multitude of sparkling, purple gemstones to the child.
The child opened it and saw that there weren’t gems and jewelry. Instead, it was a box brimming with petals of all colors, a fragrant perfume permeated every pore of her nose.
She was touched. It was like a ray of warm sunlight was shining on the darkest and deepest corner of her heart…
“You’re stinky, so you should perfume yourself in it when you go home and bath,” the youth said earnestly.
‘Blah! The sunlight is gone! Touched feelings? I fed it all to the dogs!’
‘You punk! You’re the stinky one!!!’
The child slapped the box close loudly and turned around with an “I want to bite you” expression on her face.
Mo Lian gently chuckled and strolled through the sea of flowers with the child in his arms, their figures slowly melding into the night sky.
After the youth brought Qiao Mu back to her original street to meet up with her siblings, it was nearly midnight by the time the crown prince escorted the children home.
Qiao Zhongbang, Wei Ziqin, and Qiao Zhongxing were already wrought with worry and could not sit still from the waiting.
Second Uncle even went outside to search for them and brought back the bad news of a zombie attack on the streets.
Just as the family started making plans about going out and searching again, the children returned home.
Only then did Wei Ziqin finally relax. She pulled her eldest daughter toward her and worriedly asked, “Child, are you all fine? I heard that a zombie infiltrated the city. Is that true?”
“It’s true.” Qiao Mu nodded. “That zombie attacked Aunt Wen. Sorry, Mother, I couldn’t find Aunt Wen when I chased after them. Perhaps the zombie sent her running far away. I was worried about Xiao Lin’er and Brother Xiao Hu, so I went back to find them and didn’t continue to chase after Aunt Wen.”
Wei Ziqin’s heart pounded from fright while Qiao Zhongbang and Qiao Zhongxin finally realized that Wen Ruwan did not come back with them.
The whole family quickly thanked the crown prince for escorting them back. His Highness the Crown Prince openly gained a large wave of affection from the Qiao Family…
