Traveling through the system: not being a female supporting role

Chapter 236 Immortal in Painting ([-])

"Dad, the princess likes roses the most. Do you want to keep these roses?" In the garden of the palace, two gardeners were squatting and busy.

The one who spoke was the young gardener who was almost killed by Wan Chengming because of looking at Fei Lanyan a few more times.

The old gardener next to him was trimming the flower branches, glanced at the roses all over the wall, and there were large patches of red roses, and smiled slightly: "Of course we must keep it, as long as the princess doesn't say it, we must keep it."

The young gardener nodded, indicating that he understood.

Since the arrival of the princess, the rule of changing the flowers in the palace garden every three years has become that the princess can plant whatever flowers she wants.

The prince ordered that only the flowers that the princess likes be planted.

Wan Tengming had just returned home, when he passed the garden, he stopped his vain steps and looked at the red flowers all over the garden.

When spring comes, the flowers are all in bloom.

These days, his appetite has been poor, his appetite has been low, and he has never eaten properly. His originally strong body has become very weak.

"What kind of flowers are these?" Wan Tengming asked the gardener, because of his weakness, his voice had an indiscernible sense of powerlessness.

"If you go back to the prince, it's a rose." After the two gardeners saluted, the old gardener replied Wan Chengming's words.

The old gardener was a little surprised. The princess told the prince to plant this flower three years ago. The prince and princess often came to the garden. How could the prince not know that it was a rose?

Thinking of this, the old gardener collected his thoughts and did not continue to think about it.

To work in the palace, you don't need to know too much, and you can't have too much thought.

Wan Tengming squatted down and looked intently at the delicate red flowers in front of him.

Rose?
gorgeous.

A gust of breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers floats to Wan Tengming's side with the breeze. He takes a deep breath and smells the fragrance of roses deeply. For a moment, the empty feeling in his heart for many days seems to be filled with the fragrance of flowers.

His heart was no longer empty and uncomfortable, and he also felt hungry for a long time.

Wan Tengming got up, joy flashed in his eyes.

He likes this rose.

"Plant the entire palace with roses!"

Wan Tengming paced back and forth, with paranoid fanaticism in his eyes and tone: "Yes! This king wants the entire palace to be filled with roses!"

"All the places in the palace are planted with roses! All the places! Do you know!?"

Wan Tengming stared at the two gardeners with frenzied black eyes for a moment, so frightened that they took a step back involuntarily, unable to react in a daze.

"Why are you still standing there! Hurry up!" Wan Chengming frowned and shouted anxiously.

The two gardeners were brought back to their senses by his angry words, and they cowered in fear: "Your servant obeys, you will go now!"

The two gardeners left the garden in a hurry, not daring to look up.

Really, the prince's appearance at this time is too scary, more frightening than ever before, making people want to stay away from him.

"Mo Yi, Chuanshan!" Wan Tengming said eagerly.

He picked a rose and held it in his hand, put it in his nose and smelled the fragrance of the flower.

"Yes." Mo Yi said as usual, but his hand holding the sword tightened.

The prince's condition is getting worse.

There were sharp thorns growing on the branches of the roses, and Wan Chengming's fingers and palms had been pricked, but he didn't care, he held the roses in his hands all the way and never let go.

"My lord, why don't you remove the thorns on the flower branch first? My lord's hands need medicine."

Wan Tengming turned a deaf ear to Mo Yi's words, and walked forward on his own.

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(End of this chapter)