hate dragon

"Mother, mother is up." Qing'er excitedly laid down beside the bed again and called mother to get up.

"Ah, mother is awake." Because of the Longyin incident last time, Qing He wakes up like a conditioned reflex every time he hears Qing'er come to wake him up, for fear that he will eat something that shouldn't be eaten when he is confused again.

"Mother, Qing'er found a very beautiful place, can Qing'er take mother there?" Qing'er excitedly looked at the mother who kept rubbing her eyes on the bed, mother was the most beautiful when she just woke up At worst, the father would not allow Qing'er to come and wake the mother up.

"Beautiful place? Okay, Qing'er, wait a minute, mother will wash up first." Of course, Qing He will not let Er's happiness go away, but she still seems a little tired, and she seems to be feeling a little sleepy lately.No wonder Mingsu didn't let Qing'er come to wake him up, but he couldn't bear it, so Qing'er came to wake him up on time every day.

"Hurry up, mother." After finally waiting for her mother to wash up, Qing'er happily dragged her to a trot all the way.

"Okay, Qing'er, slow down." Because of the height difference, Qing He couldn't walk fast because of Qing'er's tugging.

"Mother, look, that's right there." Pointing at a patch of pink not far away, Qing'er's face was blushing.

"Where?" Qing'er didn't know where it was, but Qinghe did. Isn't this the Valley of Hundred Flowers?

"Mother, isn't it pretty? Qing'er found it yesterday." Qing'er is really good at finding good things.

After that day, both Mingsu and Qinghe asked Qing'er where he picked so many dragon songs, but Qing'er couldn't tell, so he had to go out again to pick a lot, which made Mingsu and Qinghe's faces black. Afterwards, Mingsu and Qinghe also searched but couldn't find it. Since then, Mingsu and Qinghe have strictly prohibited Qing'er from picking anything back. It has been safe and sound for a while.

"Mother?" Qing'er found that her mother had been standing there and did not keep up, so she ran back and pulled her.

"Ah, does Qing'er like this place?" Qinghe didn't have any special feelings. This is the Baihua Valley of the Baihua Fairy. There are hundreds of flowers in the world. No matter what season it is, a hundred flowers bloom in full bloom. It is very gorgeous, but Qinghe has not seen it before, and The cool and cool personality will not have too much emotion on these.

"I like it, Qing'er likes it." Qing'er looked at the valley of flowers falling in front of her, her face glowing.

"As long as Qing'er likes it, it's called Baihua Valley, and my mother has been here before." Qinghe came here a long time ago, before he became the emperor of heaven, but now it seems a bit different to come with Qing'er, and it really is a change of mood .

"Has mother been here before? Qing'er likes here, but she prefers to come with mother." Qing'er likes all beautiful things, but mother is the most beautiful.

"Mother likes Qing'er too." Qing He actually didn't know how to express her love for Qing'er, but her mother's nature made Qing He very gentle when facing Qing'er, and she also harbored doubts about abandoning Qing'er. Deeply guilty, so Qinghe has always allowed herself to have no reservations about Qing'er, only to love her wholeheartedly.

"Qing'er likes mother the most! Well, and father." Qing'er thought for a while and added.

"..." Hearing that person Qinghe was still upset, although he knew it wasn't his fault, but he thought that Qing'er had been taken care of by him all along, anyway, he must have taught her to spoil her, and Qing'er must not be allowed to be spoiled by him.

"Qing'er and mother go there." Taking Qing'er's little hand, Qing He decided not to think about that person.

"Okay." Qing'er doesn't understand what mother is thinking, anyway, Qing'er now has mother and father, Qing'er is the happiest.

"Qing'er, don't run too far." Standing under the pink peach blossoms, Qinghe in white made the peach blossoms pale in comparison.

"Oh." Qing'er promised happily walking back and forth among the flowers.

"Mother." Qing'er, who was finally tired from running, threw herself into her mother's arms, her little face blushing and acting like a baby to her mother.

"You're tired, don't run anymore." Feeling Qing'er's back was wet in the palm of her hand, Qinghe knew that Qing'er must have sweated a lot.

"Mother hug." Qing'er stretched out her small hand to her mother, leaving Qinghe helpless.

Kneeling down, Qinghe picked up Qing'er and walked to the largest peach tree, because Qing'er was sweaty and couldn't blow the wind, so Qinghe hugged Qing'er in his arms, making Qing'er happily call mother.

A gust of wind blows, and the pink peach blossoms fall one after another, like a rain of peach blossoms. Qinghe and Qing'er, who are covered in petals, add the most beautiful scenery to the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

"Petal rain, petal rain." Qing'er happily looked at the petals floating on her head, and looked at her mother who was more beautiful than the petals, and she just jumped up and down in her arms with such an excited face.

"Qing'er stop making trouble." Being overwhelmed by the energetic Qing'er, Qing He could only helplessly grab Qing'er to keep him from jumping around.

"Mother, Qing'er went to pick beautiful flowers for mother." Not forgetting to give mother a gift, Qing'er ran out regardless of mother's stop.

"Qing'er..." It seemed that she knew that Qing'er could not be stopped, Qinghe only hoped that nothing strange would be picked, Qinghe prayed secretly in her heart.

"Mother, mother..." Before Qing'er came back, Qing'er kept calling Qinghe not far away.

"What's wrong with Qing'er?" Hearing Qing'er's call, Qing He immediately went to Qing'er's side, only to find that Qing'er looked aggrieved.

"Mother..." Sensing Mother's gentle and pure breath, Qing'er immediately ran to Mother's side.

"What's wrong with Qing'er?" Qing He didn't understand what happened to Qing'er.

"Smelly, Qing'er doesn't like it." Qing'er looked at Hongmei in front of her with an aggrieved expression.

"What stinks?" Qing He followed Qing'er's line of sight and saw the extremely coquettish Hongmei in front of her, which seemed to be...

"Doesn't Qing'er like this flower?" Qing He wanted to confirm whether it was the red plum in front of her that Qing'er didn't like.

"Smelly..." Qing'er said in a low voice.

Seeing Qing'er's unknowing disgust, Qing He knew that it was because Qing'er's inborn strong spiritual power made him extremely sensitive to all dark things, but Qing'er was still young and only knew that the smell was stinky, and he just didn't like it intuitively .

"Qing'er doesn't like this place, let's go back." Picking up Qing'er who was still a little bit aggrieved, Qing He secretly broke off a branch of red plum.

"Mother, why does it stink?" Qing'er didn't understand, other flowers were so beautiful and fragrant, but Qing'er really hated this flower.

"Because it's broken." Qing He explained vaguely.

"It's broken? Then Qing'er has no gift for mother." This is what Qing'er cares about the most.

"It's okay, Qing'er is the best gift for mother." Qing'er will always be Qinghe's most precious gift.

"But Qing'er wants to give mother a beautiful flower as a gift, Qing'er wants to..." Qing'er is still a little sad.

"Mother, will you take Qing'er to the world to play next time? There are more beautiful flowers there." Unable to bear Qing'er's sad look, Qing He suggested.

"The world? Is it a place with many strange things? Qing'er is going, Qing'er is going." Thinking of that fun place, Qing'er quickly forgot about the unhappy things just now.

Ming Su took Qing'er to the human world once or twice, so Qing'er knows what the human world is and likes it.

"Mother, what kind of flower is it? Is it so beautiful?" Qing'er is now excited about going to the world again.

"It's very beautiful, Qing'er will like it." The snow-white flower is the flower of parting, but it is also the flower of karma.

"Qing'er likes it, Qing'er will like it..." Qing'er couldn't wait.

"Qing'er will definitely like it, mother will take Qing'er there next time." Seeing that Qing'er regained her spirits, Qinghe smiled, but there seems to be one more thing...

Holding the expectant Qing'er in his arms, Qinghe slowly returned to Tiangong.

"Qing'er, remember to change your clothes." Instructing Qing'er's maid, Lu He, to change Qing'er's wet clothes, Qinghe walked to the imperial study of the Emperor of Heaven.

Ignoring the guards guarding outside the imperial study room, Qinghe directly entered the most confidential imperial study room in Tiangong.

"Qinghe! This is..."

Startled by what suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Mingsu put down the memorial in his hand, but saw Qinghe looking at him expressionlessly.

"What's wrong with the red plum?" Mingsu picked up the red plum on the table and asked.

Of course, Mingsu would not think that Qinghe was sending flowers to him. Qinghe was very grateful to see him now, and finally explained everything clearly. Qinghe became angry from embarrassment. From that day on, Qinghe refused to talk to Mingsu for a whole month. In normal times, if he could see him, he would never see him again. Mingsu took the initiative to find Mingsu, which really surprised Mingsu.

Throwing the red plum to Mingsu, Qinghe didn't say a word, ignored Mingsu again, turned around and went out to see Qing'er.

"Qinghe..."

Looking at Qing He Qing Leng's back, Ming Su can only sigh, it really wasn't him who taught Qing Er badly.

The guards outside the imperial study looked at Qing He, who was more imposing than the Emperor of Heaven, coming in and going out again. It wasn't that they didn't fulfill their responsibilities. Now, no one in Tiangong knew that this talent was the biggest in Tiangong. It is just to announce the identity of this person in a disguised form, and seeing that even the Emperor of Heaven would not dare to provoke this person, we know that this person is definitely the strongest, and we little people are even more afraid, the guards are collectively installed in the sculpture...