Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 185 Love Flower Tree

Suddenly, the painting style changed, and the woman stood in the air with disheveled hair, looked at the man with scarlet eyes, and let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Why can't you recognize me? We have been husband and wife for ten years, sharing the same bed. Why did you recognize the wrong person? Why..."

The man crouched on the ground with a painful expression on his face, and beside him was a beautiful woman whose face was exactly the same as the hideous woman in the air.

Beside the man stood an indifferent and handsome little boy and a delicate and beautiful little girl, about seven or eight years old.

The man seemed to have figured it out, stood up, and shouted to the woman in the sky: "Azhi, I was wrong, give me a chance, I..."

The woman looked at the man coldly, her eyes were filled with resentment, and she said coldly: "Men in the world are all fickle, I use my godhead to defy yin and yang, from then on, men will give birth to children, and women will rule the world."

After all, the woman clasped her hands together, and her whole body became more and more transparent. The moment she completely disappeared, overwhelming rain fell from the sky.

The sky and the earth were dark, but there was a star shining faintly in the clouds.

The man's eyes were blurred by the rain, and the woman was no longer in his sight. He looked flustered and sad.

He turned his head, looked coldly at the woman who was exactly the same as Ah Zhi, and asked, "Who are you? Why did you lie to me?"

The woman touched her face, a little at a loss and a little sad: "I... I am a flower demon, and I am the first Malan flower you planted with your own hands, Alang, you love me too, because you love, I can cultivate into a human being, I..."

"No, I love Ah Zhi, not you! Not you!" The man shook his head, his face full of indifference.

"Alang, you must know the truth, and you can't accept it for a while before you talk nonsense. You must love me. If I don't become her, how can you get out of the grief? I have been guarding you for these eight years. , wash your hands and make soup for you, teach your children to read and write, it's me!"

The flower demon grabbed the man's arm sadly, with a look of obsession and unwillingness.

"You are wrong, I only love Azhi, no matter whether she is a god or a fairy, a demon or a demon, I only love her. If Azhi didn't love Malanhua, how could I plant you!"

After the man named A Lang finished speaking, he took the hands of the two children, turned and left.

"No, Alang, you're lying!"

The flower demon Lihua looked at the back of A Lang who was leaving with rain, but she didn't have the courage to catch up. The man's heartless words echoed in her mind over and over again.

"Oh, you don't love me? Then why can't you recognize her, I only imitated her nine points of similarity, the last point, why can you turn a blind eye!"

"Hehe, hehe, you want to find her, but I'm not as good as you want!"

After the flower demon laughed, she returned to her original alluring appearance, looking at the stretches of Malan flowers in front of her, her eyes showed a fierce look.

She slapped her heart with a palm, shattering the flower beads in her body.

If it weren't for her demonic power, how could these ordinary Malan flowers bloom undefeated.

After losing the flower bead, she also recovered her original body, a beautiful and delicate Malan flower.

Pieces of Malan flowers ushered in the signs of withering in an instant, and the vitality in the roots of the flowers was slowly disappearing, and everything came to naught.

All the other scenes on the mural disappeared, leaving only a small tree glowing blue.

And Wen Qian and his party gradually became sober.

"Your Highness, why did the scene in the painting just now show a woman pregnant and giving birth? Is this true?"

Mo Xuan recalled the image he had just seen on the mural, and looked at Wen Qian in horror and confusion.

"I don't know." Wen Qian shook her head.

Lei Yufan squinted his eyes, and went straight to the point: "Then what is the little blue tree on this mural?"

Wen Qian looked at the mural, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and said coldly: "This is the love flower tree, the picture it just showed may be because of the blessing of the dragon veins of the earth, it copied some of the memories of the people who set up the formation .”

Lei Yufan's face turned slightly cold when he heard this, but he did not miss the emotional fluctuation that flashed across Wen Qian's eyes.

"Miss Wen, you know this scene well. Do you think the scene of a woman pregnant and giving birth in the painting just now is a trick created by the love flower tree? Or is it someone from another world?"

Wen Qian's eyes were slightly stunned, and she looked up at Lei Yufan firmly, "I don't know, maybe it's just the fantasy and wish of the person who set up the formation, or maybe it's the love flower tree that is causing trouble, people from another world? I haven't heard of it." Pass?"

On the surface, Wen Qian calmly shook his head in denial, but was surprised in his heart.

Could it be that other people who came in revealed their identities...

"Then how should we leave this hall?" Lei Yufan's eyes lit up when he heard Wen Qian's cold words.

Why is she not surprised at all, could it be that she also knows about people from other worlds?

Wen Qian thought for a while and explained: "As long as the love tree on the mural resonates with beautiful and affectionate songs, songs, paintings, stories, etc., and its branches bloom, it can open the hall and let us directly reach the The core of the formation."

Lei Yufan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You mean to wake up the love flower tree and let it bloom, so that it can open the gate of the palace and let us leave?"

"Yes, that's what it means."

Wen Qian smiled slightly, nodded and said nothing more.

She turned her head to look at Mr. Gan and Mo Xuan, and ordered: "The danger is over, let's settle down and rest!"

"Yes!"

Mr. Gan and Mo Xuan quickly commanded the soldiers to put down the things they were carrying.

Some soldiers took out the cloth tents and quickly set up the tents, and some began to pile up stoves for eating, and each of them divided the work.

Chang Sheng took out the table and chairs from the painting scroll, let Wen Qian rest, and took out the wrapped snacks from the package, put them on a jade plate and placed them on the table.

Lei Yufan looked at the busy Wen Qian's army, walked anxiously towards the wall, carefully looked at the love tree on the wall, his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Hongluan, tell the love tree on the wall the beautiful and beautiful allusions we know!" Lei Yufan ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Hong Luan responded.

Hong Luan walked into the painting wall, and told the Love Flower Tree about the desolate love between the vulgar and sought-after poor scholar and the rich daughter...

On the other side, Wen Qian's army had already set up their camp.

Wen Qian ignored Lei Yufan and his party, and brought Mr. Gan, Mo Xuan, and Chang Sheng into the tent.

"Your Highness, are we going to be trapped in this hall and wait for others to break through before going out?" Chang Sheng looked worried.

Wen smiled and nodded: "I know what you are worried about. How much food is there in the army?"

"If all the soldiers don't use meat to practice kung fu, the meat and water we carry with us can only last for about seven days!" Chang Sheng replied.

"Well, if you need to practice, you should practice. Don't worry about the food. I still have a bag of grains here. You can use the grains as bait to trap and kill those golden chickens outside the hall at the window. Those golden chickens are the spirits generated by the dragon veins of the earth. Chicken, containing the purest gentle aura, can quickly improve the cultivation level, allowing the army to enter the congenital mirror as soon as possible."

As Wen Qian said, he took out a kit from his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Gan.

"Yes!" Mr. Gan took the kit with both hands, with a cold expression on his face.

Wen Qian looked at Mo Xuan who was slightly jealous again, "If you find a golden rooster with a blue golden crown and capture two, it must be a male and a female!"

"Yes, Your Highness." Mo Xuan responded with a smile.

"Go down!" Wen Qian waved her hand, and said to Chang Sheng: "Bring my clothes, I want to change this bloody one!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Chang Sheng quickly found a clean Longhuang skirt and helped Wen Qian change.

After Wen Qian learned that Chang Sheng was an out-and-out middle-aged eunuch, she gradually got used to his close service.

After changing her clothes, Wen Qian sat on a chair and sipped tea. Seeing that Chang Sheng was about to go out after taking the dirty clothes, she said lightly, "Chang Sheng, pay more attention to Lei Yufan and his group, they probably won't be able to break the bondage of the Love Flower Tree." Cage, he will definitely come to us for help, so you don’t need to stop them, just let me know.”

"Eh?" Chang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then said respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."

Chang Sheng, who walked out of the tent, looked at Hong Luan and Mo Xue, who were trying to tell stories to the Love Flower Tree in the distance, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, knowing that everything was under the control of His Highness.

(End of this chapter)