Chapter 237

"Good!" The prince nodded at once.

A pair of bad people, three or two words determine the tragic fate of the future half a month

Stay up late and look at each other with the return wind. Qi Qi mourns for the dark flower youth.

"Today is the Wanhua Festival. It's hard to be lively. The good atmosphere will be destroyed." Arbor some feeling, whispered a sentence.

As they walked along the street, the street was full of flowers and nobody was left. I think the masses were scared to go home.

"It's not very good. You like the quiet, and I like the quiet atmosphere. " Ink lotus smiled.

"There are few flowers on the ground." The little guy murmured, lying on the young shoulder looking up at the night, "ugly."

Only a ray of moonlight, light to fall down, the moon temperature ran.

Mo Lian chuckled, raised her hand and pointed up. "It's not easy to see flowers. Look at that..."

In the distance, under the moonlight, there is a flower rain.

The colorful petals fell down in a trance, like a beautiful and colorful flower dance in the night sky. Several pieces of them were disordered by the night wind and stuck on the little face raised by the child.

The night in front of us has been replaced by the brilliance of the night pearl. The red, yellow, pink, green and the falling flowers are blooming.

"Nice." The child's frozen little face, which has been unbroken for thousands of years, shows a sign of breaking open. The little mouth pulls a incongruous smile and subconsciously reaches for the fallen petals.

It's really a flower festival.

In the past, because of the dull feeling brought by Wen Ruwan's death, now it's really gone.

"Here you are." The boy reached out and handed a small box full of bright purple gemstones to the child.

When the child opened it, it was not a jewel hairpin ring, but a box of colorful petals full of fragrance.

For a while, my heart touched, a warm sunshine seemed to shine into the darkest corner of my heart

"You stink. Smoke it when you go home for a bath." Said the boy with a serious face.

Wipe! The sun is gone! What do you feel? Feed the dog!

You stink!!

The child closed the box with a snap and turned his head to a biting expression.

The young man chuckled and walked through a sea of flowers with his child in his arms. His figure gradually disappeared in the night.

When arbor is carried back to the original street by the young man and meets with brother and sister, several children are sent home by the prince, it's almost midnight.

Qiao Zhongbang and his wife and uncle Qiao have been waiting for a long time. It's hard to sit still.

Uncle Qiao has even gone out to look for a circle and brought back bad news of being attacked by corpses and puppets in the street.

The children came back as the family were making arrangements to go out again.

Wei Ziqin was relieved. He reached over to her eldest girl and asked anxiously, "are you all OK, son. Is it true that there is a corpse puppet in the city? "

"It's true." The tree nodded. "The puppet attacked aunt Wen. I'm sorry, I didn't find aunt Wen. Maybe I was chased away by the corpse puppet. I'm worried that Xiao lin'er will go back to find some of them. I didn't catch up with aunt Wen. "

Wei Ziqin was shocked. Qiao Zhongbang and Qiao Ershu found that Wen Ruwan didn't come back.

The family hurriedly thanked the prince who escorted the children back. His royal highness, as a matter of fact, had a good feeling in front of the Qiao family