Chapter 187: The Little Qilin Ruthlessly Destroys Flowers
The little Qilin Cub was still quite willing to put thought into pleasing its fathers.
Of course, due to her still being young and having learned needlework for a short time, she had only cut out the shapes of sachets with the help of the embroidery women, and finally carefully sewed the sachets together.
As for the embroidery on these sachets, it was still left to the professionals.
“This one is for Father Xie.”
The little one held five sachets; the one for Xie Chong was dark blue, with a good-looking “Xie” character embroidered on it.
Next, she took out a red one: “This one is for Father Shang.”
Finally, she took out a silver-gray one: “This one is for Father Rong~”
“The last two are for me and Keke.”
“These are for Snowflake and the others~”
Snowflake and the others’ were made by the embroidery women; Wanwan, being so small, sewed slowly, only managing to sew five.
Keke was super satisfied, the cub loved it so much!
“Keke, let’s go and get petals.”
These petals, of course, were from the ones Qin Wanwan had grown.
It wasn’t the season for plants to bloom yet, but all the flowers Qin Wanwan had grown had bloomed.
Not only had they bloomed, but they had bloomed in an astonishing way.
Those flowers bloomed beautifully and had a rich, fragrant aroma that was not cloying at all; instead, it made one feel as if they were in a jungle, very comfortable.
The flowers raised by the little Qilin with spiritual energy were naturally different from ordinary flowers.
Qin Wanwan and Keke arrived outside the flower room.
At this moment, the area outside the flower room was already filled with animals.
Besides the few that Qin Wanwan had raised, many other birds were attracted by the flower fragrance and flew over.
Birds of all kinds were everywhere, on the trees in the courtyard and on the eaves of the house.
If not for Eagle Boss and Snowflake being there, these birds would probably have flown into the flower room.
Of course, the most attracted were the bees and butterflies. During this time, Qin Wanwan’s red butterfly had also gone to stay in the flower room.
Qin Wanwan bought a bag of low-grade Spirit Rice from the mall and scattered it on the ground. The birds immediately rushed to the ground in a frenzy to grab the food.
The little milk bun put her hands on her hips and reprimanded, “After you eat the rice, hurry up and leave, and don’t defecate randomly in the courtyard, or I’ll have Snowflake and Eagle Boss discipline you.”
After educating a flock of birds in a milky voice, Qin Wanwan pushed open the door and walked in.
Shang Wuyang was inside; she wasn’t surprised at all.
After those pots of flowers bloomed, her father especially liked to come to the flower room.
There was already a nest for her Father Shang in here!
“Daddy~”
Shang Wuyang was lying on the chaise longue and, hearing the sound, lazily raised his head and opened his peach blossom eyes to look at her.
After the little chubby cub affectionately nuzzled faces with her father, she scampered over to a flower pot, and with a reach of her little chubby paw, plucked a jasmine flower that looked like white jade.
Shang Wuyang, who had been lying down, was stunned: !!!
The red butterfly dancing among the flowers: !!!
“Hey, hey, hey… what are you doing?”
He sat up abruptly, not even having time to put on his shoes.
Qin Wanwan still held the flower in her hand: “Picking flowers.”
Shang Wuyang felt a pang of heartache just looking at the plucked flower.
Why did he like to stay here?
Because the scent of these flowers made his body feel very comfortable and relaxed.
To just pluck it like that?!
Qin Wanwan raised the sachet in her hand: “It’s to be put in here.”
Shang Wuyang glanced at her and very decisively picked up a pot of dark red roses, even faintly glowing with gold.
“I’ll take this pot, you can pick the others.”
“I want the rose-scented one.”
The little Qilin Cub nodded: “Got it.”
The red butterfly anxiously fluttered around Qin Wanwan.
Qin Wanwan looked at it: “You pick a pot of flowers too, I can still grow many flowers in the future.”
Hearing this, the red butterfly circled above the pots of beautiful flowers; it was reluctant to part with any of them.
But finally, under Qin Wanwan’s urging, it landed on a pot of perfectly bloomed jasmine flowers.
After the red butterfly chose, Qin Wanwan continued her “ruthless” flower picking, plucking roses under the pained gazes of Shang Wuyang and the red butterfly.
Shang Wuyang left, holding the pot in his hands, and left a word of instruction for the little chubby cub as he departed.
“Oh, right, the neighbor next door likes orchids, so get a few more orchids to make sachets.”
Qin Wanwan nodded vigorously: “Okay, I got it.”
Saying that, she plucked an orchid.
The orchid was beautiful, standing tall and graceful, emitting a clear, elegant, cold fragrance, which matched Rong Zhi’s aura very well.
Shang Wuyang chuckled somewhat mischievously upon seeing this.
Out of sight, out of mind. He still got a pot of flowers; when that Rong Zhi guy comes back and sees that all the flowers are gone, he figured he had come out ahead.
Qin Wanwan picked quite a few flowers without any heartache; the orchids also suffered her cruel fate.
When she carried the small basket of flowers out, all the animals in the courtyard stared intently at the basket in her hands.
“Chirp chirp~”
Eagle Boss walked over with his clumsy steps and rubbed affectionately against Qin Wanwan.
His handsome big head looked a bit silly from the front.
“You want to eat this?”
“Chirp!”
Qin Wanwan knew they liked the flowers she grew, but she thought they liked the fragrance, not expected them to want to eat them.
Since it was her own eagle, she would give it one.
“Chirp~”
Snowflake also flew down.
“Ying ying~”
The other animals in the courtyard watched Qin Wanwan eagerly.
Qin Wanwan: ……..
In the end, the flowers were divided into petals for them to eat.
Qin Wanwan mumbled, “Are they that delicious?”
Saying that, she popped a petal into her mouth.
Then spat it out.
The fragrance of these flowers was indeed very fragrant, but eating them was bitter and not very tasty.
Keke proudly puffed out its chest: “What the cub and the others are eating is the spiritual energy contained within these flowers. These flowers were nurtured by your spiritual energy and have undergone a transformation, no longer being ordinary flowers. They can barely be considered to have reached the threshold of spirit plants, and eating them is beneficial for their bodies.”
Among all the divine beasts, the Qilin possesses the power of blessings. Although the little Qilin is not good at fighting, the place where it resides is constantly bathed in the blessings of spiritual energy, naturally transforming into a blessed land.
Even a common weed would turn into a spirit herb with spiritual energy.
Nowadays, Wanwan has descended to the mortal world and her abilities are sealed, but as her innate deficiencies are repaired by merit, she can still mobilize some spiritual energy even in the mortal world.
Under the rules of the Heavenly Dao, this spiritual energy naturally does not have exaggerated effects like reviving the dead or regenerating flesh and bone, but the plants grown have undergone a transformation, although they are only low-grade spirit plants.
Compared to ordinary plants, these low-grade spirit plants are just a bit better looking, their fragrance is more intense, and their inherent attributes are slightly enhanced.
For example, most floral fragrances have effects of promoting sleep, beauty, and nourishing the complexion. These low-grade spirit plants that Qin Wanwan has cultivated now have these effects enhanced severalfold.
After seeing off the birds and animals that came to ask Qin Wanwan for flowers to eat, Qin Wanwan told the maidservant to quickly make all these flowers into dried flowers.
“It smells so good.”
“These are the flowers that Miss grew, right? Why were they all picked?”
They also felt it was a pity; although dried flowers also smelled good, they were still not as good as fresh flowers.
But the flowers belonged to Qin Wanwan, and there was no room for her servants to comment on what she wanted to do with them.
Qin Wanwan waited for the dried flowers to be made so she could put them in the sachets.
In the afternoon, Rong Zhi returned to admire his orchids and then saw the flowers that were once lush and blooming, now completely bare.
Rong Zhi: ……..
He took a deep breath, even suspecting he had entered the wrong room.
Where were the flowers?!
