coobybook Chapter 472 That Flower
Chapter 472 That Flower
The group was reluctant to part, but Zhongli Yueluo did not get into any of their cars.
After the three of them got into the car, they kept leaning out of the window to look back.
Zhongli Yuelu waved to them, and her bright smile was etched in the hearts of the three of them.
She felt dejected until the car completely disappeared from her sight.
Because they also knew in their hearts that after this farewell, the next time they would meet would probably be many years later.
That flower in my hand will probably have to be permanently sealed away with magic.
At this moment, Zhongli Yueluo walked to the steps to the side, casually sat down, rested her hands on the steps, and looked into the shadows.
"Come out, Yin Yi. I know you've been waiting all day."
Yin Yi slowly emerged from the shadows, her expression still somewhat aggrieved.
“Princess, I don’t think this is appropriate. You should have gone to see the young master first when you returned. What about the young master if you do this?”
"Is this what you wanted to say, or what he wanted to say?"
Zhongli Yueluo pulled out a pastry from somewhere and threw it into Yin Yi's hand.
"Haven't eaten all day, have you? Have something to eat?"
Yinyi looked at the pastry in her hand, then stuffed it into her mouth and smacked it.
He was appeased with just a piece of pastry.
"It's what I wanted to say, not what Young Master wanted to say. Where is the princess going now?"
"Of course we're going back to the Yan residence, and don't come with us."
Zhongli Yueluo's eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, revealing two shallow dimples.
Before Yin Yi could react, it transformed into a streak of blue light and lightly touched the trees.
He pounded his chest with one hand, feeling a lump in his throat from the pastry. He wanted to catch up, but then thought better of it.
When Zhongli Yueluo arrived at the Yan residence, she had already changed into a light yellow dress, just like she had back then.
He first returned to his own courtyard, which was spotless.
All the furnishings remain unchanged from back then.
The Yan residence was unusually quiet tonight, as if there were no guards present. Sure enough, he knew she was coming back.
Yan Ruoyu sat under the tree with the swing attached.
He had cleaned the dust off the chessboard and put two new boxes of chess pieces on it.
The tea was constantly steaming, kept warm by magic.
The moon is very round tonight. He keeps glancing at the wall, wondering if that moon-like girl will come.
Zhongli Yuelu lightly touched the top of the wall with her toes and jumped.
Her light yellow dress fluttered in the wind, and behind her, the same moon still hung.
The bright moon shines the same year after year, but the flowers bloom and the people are different this morning.
Yan Ruoyu's long-buried memories awakened at this moment, just as a breeze rose, carrying the fragrance of flowers.
It must be a flower that Zhongli Yueluo brought back from the Wanhua Pavilion today.
Her eyes were curved, her lips were smiling, and her arms were outstretched.
Yan Ruoyu looked up and met her gaze, took two steps forward to the wall, and opened her arms slightly to catch Zhongli Yueluo.
"Young Master Yan, I smell a strong sour smell. Are you cooking vinegar?"
Yan Ruoyu chuckled softly and raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Who is that because of? Hmm?"
Zhongli Yueluo leaped into Yan Ruoyu's arms.
He picked her up and spun her around, then brought her to a steady stop on the ground.
Zhongli Yueluo was still holding a flower in her hand, which was purple and glistening.
"You're not going to give all three of them the same thing, are you? I don't want that."
Yan Ruoyu even became a little arrogant.
Zhongli Yueluo wrapped one arm around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and gently touched his ear.
"Of course it's not for you, it's unique."
Yan Ruoyu's lips curled up slightly, and she could hardly suppress it anymore. She reluctantly took the purple flower into her hand.
Pulling Zhongli Yueluo to sit down next to the stone table, she happily took a vase and put the flower in it.
Then, like a child, he poured Zhongli Yueluo a cup of tea, muttering to himself.
"I don't have any black tea, green tea, or dark tea here, just one cup of flower tea."
"I love drinking anything brewed by Ruoyu."
As a result, the tea was too hot, and Zhongli Yueluo stuck out her tongue, which was shiny from the heat.
Yan Ruoyu was so engrossed in watching that her body started moving before her mind could even process what was happening.
He tilted his head slightly forward and took her tongue into his mouth.
Her pupils suddenly widened, she trembled, and dared not move.
"Not bad, my tea is well brewed, it tastes good."
Yan Ruoyu's smile deepened as she looked at Zhongli Yueluo's stunned expression.
He walked over to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.
She seemed lighter; one hand could easily lift her up.
But to make her more comfortable, he still held her with both hands and helped her sit on the swing.
"Young Master, you truly retain your childlike heart."
"I think it's the princess who likes it."
Zhongli Yueluo was pushed away by Yan Ruoyu. She cried out, and the sound echoed in Yan Ruoyu's arms.
"Why did you suddenly push me? You scared me to death!" she said coquettishly.
"Princess, please rest assured, Ruoyu will always be behind you." His voice was magnetic and full of affection.
Zhongli Yuelu wrinkled her nose, but being pushed by him did make her feel quite at ease.
Her giggles filled the entire courtyard, while Yan Ruoyu had already sent all the servants away to other places.
"Princess, you can shout louder; no one outside will hear you."
"Ruoyu, you've gone astray."
Yan Ruoyu was also sitting on the swing, and Zhongli Yueluo was sitting on Yan Ruoyu's lap.
Fortunately, the swing could bear a lot of weight, otherwise it would have collapsed under the weight of the two of them.
"Princess, why don't you sit up a bit? Put on your cloak so you don't catch a cold."
Zhongli Yuelu blushed.
She hooked her arm around his neck and looked at the purple flower.
"Does the princess like flower arranging?"
Yan Ruoyu held Zhongli Yueluo's hand, her eyes smiling with a hint of mischief.
He gently kissed the tip of her ear and whispered in her ear, "How about I teach the princess some flower arranging techniques?"
The bottle should be filled to half capacity with water first; keeping it moist will help the flowers grow better.
If there's too much, it will overflow; if there's too little, the flower will wither.
He gently supported Zhongli Yueluo's waist with his hand: "What do you think, Princess?"
Zhongli Yueluo blushed and dared not meet his gaze. Finally, she raised her head, her eyes wet with tears.
Yan Ruoyu wrapped the cloak tightly around her and pressed her face against hers.
“Princess, look at that bottle, the water is about to overflow.”
"Um……"
Zhongli Yueluo bit her lip. Yan Ruoyu is really wicked!
As the swing swayed back and forth, she sat on his lap, too terribly tense to move.
Yan Ruoyu pinched her: "Princess, don't stick too close, I can't swing anymore..."
Zhongli Yueluo hummed in response but did not say anything. She had not expected Yan Ruoyu to be so bold!