Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Under the soft and bright moonlight, those pure and clear eyes were slightly intoxicating with the color of red wine.

She looked around quietly, sizing it up, and her thin white fingertips landed on the rose beside her.

The crystal clear light surrounded her.

It was like fireflies surrounding her, illuminating her snow-white skin and delicate and gorgeous face.

She is very beautiful, with beautiful long hair, and a tall and slender body.

Wearing a thin red suspender skirt, the skirt only reached her thighs. The bright burgundy color made her look stunning, like a goddess descending from the sky.

It's almost unreal.

She stood in the sea of ​​flowers, raised her head, and looked at the moonlight for a while.

As if she sensed someone, she squatted down suddenly and hid in the sea of ​​roses.

Only those stunning and beautiful peach blossom eyes were exposed, glowing with an intoxicating light blood red.

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Someone did come. At about 5:30, when the sky was getting whiter, a dedicated gardener would come to water the roses.

But when the gardeners were about to arrive, they suddenly seemed to have received some instructions.

So they put down their watering cans and picked up delicate shovels and hooks.

Because they don't want to disturb their master's rest, their movements are always very light and quiet.

The sea of ​​​​flowers is very large and vast, stretching as far as the eye can see.

The gardeners gathered together in twos and threes and began to move on the edge of the sea of ​​flowers.

It's like a ruthless machine that wants to destroy this extremely well-protected fairyland, leaving nothing behind.

"..." The beautiful elf hidden in the sea of ​​flowers stared at them quietly.

As if aware that they were going to destroy the roses, she narrowed her eyes and moved her fingertips slightly.

The bright red glimmer of light emerged silently and flew towards them flexibly.

"Ouch--"

One of them accidentally fell down.

"Yeah - your water got on me!"

"Eh? Where's my shovel? Why is the shovel missing?"

"Where are the empty flower pots? Didn't they just bring empty flower pots?"

"Hey! You stepped on me!"

There was a commotion among the ruthless gardeners who had been moving neatly.

The voice was not quiet, but it was obvious and made them confused.

Some were in a hurry, and the progress of removing the roses suddenly slowed down.

The beautiful woman hiding in the sea of ​​flowers squatted and folded her arms.

Probably somewhat satisfied, her figure disappeared into the sea of ​​flowers.

It drifted away like a burst of clear and bright red wind, and disappeared.

The fragrance of flowers is still in the air.

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inside the room.

At six o'clock in the morning, the person on the bed was still asleep and had just fallen into a light sleep.

This was a habit he was accustomed to. He would sleep lightly for a short time in the morning and then sleep briefly at noon, and then he could no longer fall back asleep.

The servants were all aware of this quiet time and did not disturb the master's rest.

Everyone was quietly cleaning the area they were responsible for, and the entire manor was filled with a quietness that no one dared to disturb.

When Qiao Zhenting got up, Uncle Wang was waiting outside the door and was polite to him.

"Good morning, young sir."

He knew he had to rush back, so he prepared breakfast early.

"You should eat something to fill your stomach before you leave. I have asked them to prepare a sumptuous breakfast."

"The plane is currently waiting at the airport and can take off at any time."

Qiao Zhenting raised his hand and glanced at the time.

Next to the guest room was a clear floor-to-ceiling window. His eyes swept across and fell on the endless sea of ​​roses outside, and he paused.