LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

However, he did not do anything after all. He just climbed up silently and pulled the old clothes that he couldn't wrinkle because of beatings. He slowly walked toward the dilapidated yard.

From the age of five to the present, he has lived alone in this yard for five years.

Closing the courtyard door, he walked to the door of the room where the red lantern was hung in the courtyard - this was the last day of New Year's Eve, a sprinkling old man gave him, saying that it was auspicious.

Closing the door, he silently took out a thing from the left sleeve: two oil-paper-wrapped, golden-fried cockroaches - he learned to leave his own way a long time ago.

After eating one, he swallowed and swallowed, and finally carefully repacked the rest and carefully placed it under the pillow - although he wanted to eat it, but now he didn’t have it at night. Something to eat.

Not every day, I can get good luck and get the rest of the good things in the dining room.

After doing this, he walked over to the window sill of the room.

Among the pots that lacked a corner, there was a peony that was almost as tall as his whole person.

This is his most precious thing - and the only thing he left behind after his self-deprecating mother.

Everyone in the palace knows that the abandoned Queen has raised a peony that has never been flowered - this has long been a joke in the harem.

They all said that it was just a low-grade goods. After the great disaster in the phoenix palace that year, the peony that was once carefully raised by the first queen was uprooted as waste and thrown on the ground.

After a few days, he sneaked in the palace to deal with the waste debris to find this peony flower that was about to wither - it was dying.

He didn't like peony much, but after all, this was the most beloved thing he had ever had.

I found a broken pot and added some soil to raise it, pouring some water - even he did not think that this peony actually survived.

In the four years, every day counts the hour and a little, and there is such a flower to accompany him. After such a long time, he really has a feeling for it.

Even if it is indeed a peony that does not bloom.

He thought, probably in this life, only such a peony can accompany himself, maybe it can live longer than himself.

After all, he was too young to be bullied. He began to get stupid and sleepy.

Simply sitting at the table, he was ready to sleep on the side of the window for a while - anyway, he had nothing to do.

There was any glaring light that forced him to open his eyes. Then he opened his mouth.

The peony flower that was placed on the edge of the window, from the branches to the leaves of each plant, was shining.

Then, as if it were a dream, the top part, at the speed visible to the naked eye, burst into a fist-sized flowerbed.

Open... flowering?

Even in the early maturity, he is only a ten-year-old child. Seeing this beyond cognitive, his first reaction was to run.

I have never heard of it, when a peony blooms, it is such a scene!

But the little flower bud is like a magical magic, which firmly attracts his attention - he wants to see, what is this?