The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

Gu Nanqiao bought several different varieties of magnolia alone, as well as other peonies, narcissus, etc.

But there is only one of each variety.

After Gu Nanqiao slowly walked around the garden, he clicked his tongue inwardly, thinking that the eldest prince had really put a lot of thought into hosting this flower-viewing banquet.

With more and more people.

Gu Nanqiao found that every noble lady who came to the garden would choose a flowerpot and take it away.

Flower viewing party?

Is it because no one chooses a pot to hold and enjoy individually?

This behavior is really strange.

But apart from feeling a little strange, Gu Nanqiao didn't think much about anything else. Instead, she was thinking about what kind of flowers Chu Li would like, and planned to give her a pot to go back to work on.

Take a turn.

Soon she fell in love with a pot.

Purple hibiscus flower.

A flower that is edible when the buds are half-open, but also beautiful when in bloom.

Chu Li should like it.

Thinking of this, Gu Nanqiao stepped forward and prepared to take the pot of purple hibiscus flowers back to Chu Li.

Unexpectedly, she bent down and stretched out her hand.

A delicate white hand grabbed the pot of purple hibiscus first: "I'm sorry, I took a fancy to this hibiscus first."

The speaker's voice was soft and sweet.

But the look in her eyes was not so kind. She looked at Gu Nanqiao with an imperceptible hostility in her eyes.

After she took the hibiscus flower, she held it in her arms.

The flower was snatched away, which made Gu Nanqiao frown slightly, and raised his eyes to look at the woman who spoke. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, very dignified and beautiful, but if you ignore the arrogance and contempt in her eyes.

Gu Nanqiao:...? ?

Has she ever offended her?

However, she did not touch the pot of hibiscus just now. Since the girl said she would just get it, she would choose something else for Chu Li.

Gu Nanqiao turned around and went elsewhere.

The girl frowned and stared at her back, seeming to mutter something. The next second she saw her casually throwing the flower pot in her hand to the maid behind her, and she followed Gu Nanqiao.

Gu Nanqiao heard the sound.

Look back.

"Sister, what are you looking at me for?" The girl's voice was still soft and sweet, but her eyes...

Gu Nanqiao's eyes flashed slightly.

She didn't say anything. She glanced around and soon saw an iris.

"I'm sorry, I also took a fancy to this one."

This time, before Gu Nanqiao had time to bend down, the girl rushed over, knelt down and hugged her.

once.

twice.

three times.

Gu Nanqiao looked at the girl who picked her up again after seeing the flowers. What else could he not understand?

This girl is targeting her, but she really doesn't understand, what is she targeting her for?

She can't just take whatever she likes, right?

Think about this.

The corner of Gu Nanqiao's mouth curled up in a cold arc, but she frowned deeply on purpose, looking a little annoyed, which made the girl feel proud.

Next.

The noble lady and the ladies, who had returned to their seats after carrying the flowerpot back, saw this scene.

Everywhere Gu Nanqiao walked, his eyes glanced at a flower pot, or he bent down slightly.

A girl who looks dignified and beautiful will rush over and pick her up like a rocket.

Then he threw it to the maid and mother-in-law behind him.

Once at a time.

There are probably hundreds of pots in this garden.

But the girl just grabbed it again and again, and even had her slaves move it to her place. The place was almost piled up into a hill.