Princess Kuaiji is the cousin of Wang Guobao of the Taiyuan family.
When Ling Muyun entered Shufang Garden, he was standing in front of the rose with the support of two ladies, looking sad.
The fragrance of roses is refreshing, and the princess likes it very much, especially the two beads of the princess, which are red and pink and soft.
Last year, we specially invited Sima Yao's concubine Chen Guinv to enjoy the flowers together and get drunk under them.
"I wanted to give one to the Imperial Master, but I didn't expect it. It's yellow and thin, and it looks like it won't bloom anymore."
The princess said weakly.
"Princess, there is no need to worry. After the first half of the month, she will grow gloomily." Old Liu lowered his head, but seemed confident.
"You old blind man, you can't tell a lie." The princess's personal maid is called Yue Ji, Feng Hua's age.
The distance was only three feet, and even though she was wearing a large maid uniform, Ling Muyun felt the oppression of her cultivation.
"Seven realms, even a pseudo-grandmaster." Ling Muyun secretly calculated in his heart.
"Recruiting flower girls again?"
"Back to the princess, my old servant is about to die. He must have a mantle so that he can take care of the flowers and plants in the garden so that he can feel at ease when he leaves."
Old Liu knew the princess well, so when he said this here, he did not seem rude.
"Stop kneeling, stand up and let me take a look."
Ling Muyun was very surprised by the princess's words.
A flower girl deserves a special look,
"The flower girl pays homage to the princess." Ling Muyun raised his head, glanced lightly, and lowered his brows again.
"Although the age is different, the expression of the woman in the painting is consistent, exactly as Xie Nan said."
"Well, it's quite beautiful, reward me!"
"This flower girl's understanding is quite good. If we have another two years, this garden full of flowers and plants will not need the old servant." Old Liu bent down and continued: "It's a pity that my body and bones can survive the winter. It’s not easy anymore.”
"How long have you been here?"
"One month and three days." Ling Muyun answered honestly.
"Stay well." After the princess said that, she turned and returned to the inner room.
Ling Muyun was left behind, not knowing how to deal with himself for a while.
He was confident that he didn't have the ability to be loved by everyone, but when he first arrived at Shufang Garden, he was rewarded for no reason, which really made him somewhat confused about what the princess was thinking.
"Master Liu..."
"Go back and talk!" Lao Liu interrupted Ling Muyun's words, and just like when he came, he bowed to people and returned to the flower garden.
"What a disaster!"
"What's wrong?" Ling Muyun frowned and asked in confusion.
"I can only wait until winter. How much you can learn depends on your understanding."
Lao Liu didn't give any detailed explanations. He just spent the next month or so no longer hiding his secrets and teaching his knowledge about flower planting to others.
"The last flower girl was just like this, quite talented, but..."
Sima Daozi knew that the princess was very kind.
But he did not block it and allowed the greenery above his head to bloom.
For Ling Muyun, apart from not being able to practice, these two months were all about cultivating his mind and nature.
In particular, Lao Liu's ability to smell fragrance and recognize flowers has spread, and he can clearly distinguish which lady is passing by, without using his eyes, just with his purse.
"Back then, I learned this method from my master and used it for three years."
Lao Liu sighed: "If you compare yourself to others, you will die."
It was early autumn.
Lao Liu was guessing at the flowers and plants with the blindfolded Ling Muyun in the flower garden.
Ladies came in circles.
"The princess rewarded the cicadas with singing rice and asked me to send some over."
The cicada chirping rice "is fragrant for seven miles", which is also a rare thing in Dongfu.
"I thank the princess on behalf of the old servant!" Old Liu sent the lady away with a smile on his face, and then said to Ling Muyun: "I thought it would be winter, but it seems that it must be brought forward."
"What did Grandpa Liu mean?" Ling Muyun was surprised all summer, and now he asked again.
"If you have some cultivation, you can still persist for a while." Old Liu sighed and continued: "The princess has a mysophobia. From today on, I will teach you a knowledge."
"What knowledge?"
Ling Muyun never expected that what Lao Liu taught him was the art of exhausting air.
"If the princess is summoned alone, she should use nervousness as an excuse and keep silent to avoid losing her life at a young age."
Three days later, Lao Liu died of illness.
The cause of death is unknown.
That night, he told Ling Muyun about his past.
Lao Liu sacrificed his eyes just to be able to smell the fragrance and recognize the flowers.
After cultivating all his skills, he could only devote himself to the East Mansion.
"It's just love." Before returning to the house, his steps were heavy.
It was Yueji who came to take care of Lao Liu's funeral affairs.
Ling Muyun really didn't expect this, but he saw a trace of sadness on Yueji's face.
Gone in a flash.
"Have you learned a lot about your craft? Don't let down the flowers and plants in the garden, they are more valuable than your life."
Yueji looked at Old Liu in the thin wooden coffin, feeling very peaceful.
"What the elder girl said, the younger one remembered."
Old Liu was buried thirty miles outside Jiankang City. It was simple and shabby, with only Ling Muyun sitting in front of the grave.
Two bottles of pine wine.
A roast chicken.
Lao Liu said that drinking alcohol would make his sense of smell less sensitive.
Therefore, I have never had any alcoholic beverages in my life.
Ling Muyun insisted on pouring the wine in front of his grave: "I don't know if you went to Youzhou. I have someone I know who can take care of you."
When she came back, the lady had been waiting for a long time. When she saw him, she looked angry and said: "Princess, you have been waiting for you for a long time. Don't be punished."
"The princess called me?"
"Why don't you follow?"
When Ling Muyun saw the lady turning around, he quickly grabbed a handful of soil, rubbed it in his hands, and then followed.
At night in Dongfu, the lights are brightly lit, as if it were daytime.
When the ladies exited the east room, only Princess Kuaiji and Ling Muyun were left.
"Liu Haoshou has passed away. Don't be sad and come forward." The princess's words seemed straightforward.
Ling Muyun stood up and sat on the chair with half his buttocks at the princess's signal.
The princess handed over a few plums and said: "From now on, if anyone bullies you in this courtyard, please tell Yueji that I will make the decision for you."
Two fingers inadvertently slid across the back of Ling Muyun's hand, and the princess trembled all over.
Seems to be extremely enjoyable.
Ling Muyun had goosebumps all over his body and hurriedly used the knowledge taught by Old Liu.
An unpleasant smell spread instantly inside the room.
"Princess, please forgive me, the little one...the little one is too nervous..."
Ling Muyun hurriedly knelt down and said with a cry.
The princess waved her hand and covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief: "Why... be virtuous. Just get used to it slowly."
After saying that, he threw a token and continued: "You can enter and leave Shufang Garden, and don't break the rules."
Ling Muyun thanked him profusely, picked it up with his fingers filled with dirt, and carefully placed it in his arms with a look of honor on his face.
"You're a little timid!" Watching Ling Muyun exit the house, the princess took a sip of tea and said, "But it's quite pleasant."
Ling Muyun returned to the flower garden and raised the corner of his mouth.
I learned from Lao Liu that only if you are summoned can you enter Shufang Garden.
Now that I have a brand, I finally have the conditions for further investigation.
"It's not in vain that I have been a grandson for several months."
