Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

On the other side, after Shadow Chun and Shadow Jiuqiansui were sent to Jiuqiansui's alternate dimension to "solve the problem," the room became much quieter, but the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.

The excited smile on Chengyi's face, which had originally indicated that she had "completed the mission," gradually froze and faded after witnessing Shadow Chun's furious reaction and the sudden disappearance of the two Elf Kings.

She blinked her clear eyes, looked at the suddenly quiet room, and then at the people with their various expressions.

Xia Tong looked slightly helpless, An Ying Shan Meng looked guilty as if she had "caused trouble," and Jiu Qian Sui was gentle and reassuring.

Her wings fluttered nervously.

She didn't understand why Chun-jie seemed so angry and even "disappeared" when she had worked hard to learn the new words and received encouragement from the "teacher".

A sense of bewilderment and grievance welled up in my heart.

She instinctively flew back to the most familiar and safest place, landing lightly on Xia Tong's shoulder, then quickly shrank behind his neck, revealing only a pair of eyes filled with confusion and a hint of timidity, quietly observing her surroundings.

Dark Shadow Mountain Dream flew over, her silver-white twin ponytails swaying gently with her movements.

She reached out and gently patted Chengyi's head:

"It's...it's okay, Chengyi. They...they're just...playing! Yes, playing a rather intense game!"

She tried to sound cheerful, but her unease was almost palpable.

Xia Tong sighed, feeling speechless at the sudden "prank" by the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old.

He stretched out his finger, and the little guy immediately seemed to have found a support, reaching out his little hands to hug his fingertip tightly, and pressing his soft cheek against it, gently rubbing against it, as if seeking comfort and reassurance.

"Chengyi,"

Xia Tong said to her, "There are some things you can't say casually, you know? Especially things like 'Big Silly Chun'."

Chengyi looked up, her eyes filled with even more confusion.

She tilted her head slightly, as if trying to digest this complex concept.

She clearly didn't understand why what she had just been encouraged to say had now become "unspeakable."

Just then, ripples appeared in the room, and Shadow Nine Thousand Years and Shadow Chun appeared one after the other.

After Shadow Chun came out, her gaze first swept across the entire room, paused for a moment when it touched Xia Tong, and then casually looked away, finally landing on Cheng Yi who was still hiding behind Xia Tong.

Chengyi noticed the gaze and unconsciously shrank back, tightening her grip on Xia Tong's fingers.

The shadow camel drifted closer, but stopped at just the right distance, not so close as to make Chengyi feel pressured, yet close enough for her to hear every word clearly.

She stared at those pure yet uneasy eyes for a few seconds, then suddenly spoke. Her tone still carried her characteristic arrogance, but strangely, it was much calmer, less fiery, and more earnestly admonishing:

"Listen up, little one."

Chengyi timidly, but bravely, raised her head and looked at her.

"That word just now,"

Shadow Camellia extended a finger and pointed it at the air. "Don't tell anyone else. Especially not me. Understand?"

Chengyi blinked, seemingly trying to understand the meaning of this long string of words.

She glanced at Shadow Chun's serious face, then at Xia Tong.

Xia Tong met her gaze and nodded slightly.

"Chengyi, remember Chun's words. That word is bad, don't say it again."

Chengyi seemed to understand but not quite, but she still obediently hummed in agreement. Although her pronunciation was childish, she was very serious.

Shadow Chun seemed satisfied with the reaction, letting out a barely audible hum from her nose. She turned her face away, crossed her arms again, and resumed her "I won't stoop to the level of a brat" attitude.

But Xia Tong keenly noticed that out of the corner of her eye, Cheng Yi seemed to be glancing over here, watching her reaction.

At this moment, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, who had meticulously tidied his disheveled hair and ribbons, floated over with a beaming smile.

She seemed to have completely forgotten the "minor conflict" that had just occurred in the alternate dimension, her smile radiant and without a trace of gloom:

"Oh dear, is the educational session over? Little Chengyi, what I just taught you was a wrong example. Let's treat it as a little episode and forget about it, okay?"

She even winked playfully at Chengyi, showing no remorse for "corrupting the child," but rather as if she were sharing a harmless little secret.

Chengyi looked at her, then at An Yingchun who seemed to have stopped being angry, and then felt the reassuring warmth from Xia Tong's fingertips. The unease in her heart finally dissipated.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded again, this time with a lighter movement.

"That's more like it."

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old smiled brightly, as if she wasn't the one who had just been chased all over the alternate dimension. "As an apology, I'll teach you something truly useful—like how to weave a wreath out of flower petals? Or how to make wings emit a soft glow of other colors at night? It'll be very interesting."

Dark Shadow Mountain Dream was immediately drawn in: "This is great! Chengyi, let's learn together!"

Seeing the lively scene return, the Ninth Prince flew to Xia Tong's side and smiled slightly at her: "It seems they have found a way to get along with Cheng Yi."

Xia Tong smiled back, her gaze falling on the heartwarming scene before her:

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old and Shadow Mountain Dream flanked Cheng Yi, discussing with great interest what to teach first and what color petals and light to use.

Chengyi's initial tension and confusion have been replaced by curiosity and anticipation. Her eyes have regained their starlight-like brilliance, and her tiny wings tremble slightly with excitement.

Although Shadow Chun was still floating on Xia Tong's other side, arms crossed, chin slightly raised, with a cool and aloof look that said "I won't participate in such childish games," her gaze would occasionally drift unintentionally toward that small "teaching circle."

In the following days, Shadow Nine Thousand Years, Shadow Mountain Dream, and Nine Thousand Years taught Cheng Yi, while Xia Tong and Shadow Chun watched from the side. However, Shadow Chun paid special attention to Shadow Nine Thousand Years's actions.

Time flowed quietly through this novel yet peaceful daily routine.

Before we knew it, the historic peach tree in Andromeda Park suddenly blossomed.

That afternoon, the crisp sound of the school bell broke the tranquility of the campus.

As Ni Ni packed her schoolbag, she excitedly turned to Xia An'an and Qian Han, her face slightly flushed with excitement:

"Have you heard? That old peach tree in Andromeda Park has really blossomed! It seems like it just happened in the last couple of days, and lots of people have gone to see it!"

"Huh?"

Xia An'an paused in her action of zipping up her backpack, a look of surprise on her face.

"Really? I don't think I've ever seen it bloom before! I always thought it was a big, ancient tree that never flowered."

"It's just peach blossoms, what's so special about them?"

A voice filled with obvious contempt came from Xia An'an's schoolbag.

It's Kukuru! He peeked out again when Xia An'an wasn't looking!

With quick reflexes, Xia An'an pressed Kukuru's head back into the backpack, zipped it up with a "whoosh," and the whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, clearly muscle memory after many "practices."

"Hey? Did you hear anything strange?"

Ni Ni blinked in confusion and asked curiously.

"Yes, really?"

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Xia An'an's forehead. She chuckled dryly, "How come I didn't hear it? Was it static from the radio? Or something from the hallway outside?"

As she spoke, she frantically looked to Qian Han beside her for help.

Qian Han immediately understood, gracefully covering her mouth with a smile, and naturally took over the conversation to help her good friend out of the awkward situation: "Maybe you misheard. By the way, An An,"

She subtly steered the conversation towards Xia An'an's recent activities, asking, "Are you preparing for your performance at the spring event?"

Upon hearing this, Xia An'an instantly found a lifeline and quickly followed up, her voice becoming much louder:

"Hahaha, yes, yes, I've decided to perform as the Great Magician Kula, dice, you know!"

She gestured animatedly, successfully diverting Ni Ni's attention from the "strange sound".

"Hehe~"

Qian Han and Ni Ni were both amused by her vivid performance.

Then, Ni Ni brought the topic back to the peach tree.

"But speaking of which, that peach tree is quite old, so it hasn't bloomed much before."

Xia An'an then remembered, and she raised her hand, extending one finger.

"Ah, I remember now, Dad said yesterday that the research institute sent him to take care of the nurses and conduct research."

Upon hearing this, a hint of understanding flashed across Qian Han's gentle eyes.

"Even Professor Natsuki has been mobilized; it seems this is truly a significant event in Huagang City!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Ni Ni nodded repeatedly, sharing the news she had heard.

"Hualien City is world-renowned for its flowers, so many people believe that this peach tree must have a spirit, and many people come from far and wide to admire the blossoms and make wishes!"

At this moment, Xia Tong, who was sitting behind Xia An'an, did not join the girls in the front row in their heated discussion about peach blossoms and making wishes.

He lowered his head slightly, seemingly tidying up books, but his attention was actually completely focused on his palms.

In his hand, he held the plum blossom pendant that the Ninth Prince had given him.

The pendant itself was normal, but Xia Tong sensed the state of the Elf King inside—

These past few days, the Ninth Prince has suddenly become a little unusual... "excessively sleepy".

"Xiaotong, let's go!"

Xia An'an's voice came from the front.

Xia Tong snapped out of her thoughts, carefully put the plum blossom pendant into her pocket, then slung her backpack over her shoulder and followed.

As the three of them stepped out of the classroom, a voice came from the side:

"Xia Tong, please wait a moment."

Xia Tong stopped and turned to look.

It was Lucio—or rather, Edwin, who was disguised as the transfer student Lucio.

"Lucio? What's the matter?"

Xia Tong asked, her tone as usual.

Lucio stepped forward, a polite smile on his face:

"I have some thoughts I'd like to discuss with you regarding the group's project. Is it convenient for us to talk now? It won't take up too much time."

Xia Tong looked at Xia An'an and Qian Han:

"Sister, Qianhan, you two go first. Lucio and I will go back after we finish our discussion."

Xia An'an looked at Lucio, then at her younger brother, and nodded:

"Alright then, don't stay out too late. Qianhan, let's go now."

"Okay, see you later, Xiaotong."

Qian Han waved gently.

Then, Xia An'an and Qian Han continued chatting and laughing as they walked towards the stairwell, their figures gradually disappearing around the corner.

The corridor fell silent, leaving only Xia Tong and Lucio.

The polite smile on Lucio's face slowly faded, replaced by a more serious and profound expression.

His eyes were fixed on Xia Tong as he slowly spoke, his voice low:

"Xia Tong, I want to talk to you about the Flower Fairy Magic Messenger."