Chapter 545 (1/2)

Cui Wan held a pot of ”ten Zhang hanging curtain” chrysanthemum and came in excitedly from outside, ”aunt, how well this pot is opening How can my aunt sew clothes again? Please pay attention to your eyes and don't be tired. ”

Her niece was so excited that she put down her needle and thread to enjoy the flowers with her.

”Aunt, I like this basin. Can I take it home tomorrow?” Cui Wan asked affectionately.

Lady Shufei sighed and pinched her small face: ”it's so cruel of heart, I don't count if I'm gone. I also want to go with my flowers.”

Cui Wan leans to her arms, soft voice coquettish: ”aunt, don't be sad, I'll come into the palace to see you when I'm free, and I can't bear you.”

After a while, the lady patted Cui Wan on the shoulder and got up and said, ”since the flowers are blooming well this year, wanwan will go with me to pick out some pots. Your fourth sister-in-law is bored at home and sends her a few pots of flowers, which makes her feel comfortable.”

Cui Wan showed a disappointed expression and pretended to be jealous and said, ”my aunt is really. I think you want to give me some pots. After a long time of fighting, it's for the fourth sister-in-law. It's eccentric.”

Lady Shufei could not help laughing, patted her hand and said: ”good, good, also send you, those flowers you can choose at will?”

Cui Wan was satisfied.

They strolled in the flower house for a long time, carefully selected about ten pots of chrysanthemum and brought them to the house. After another selection, they picked out the best nine pots, and the big maid next to lady Shu personally led her to the suwang mansion.

Soon nine pots of famous chrysanthemum were placed in Fu Rong's room.

Fu Rong of course liked the gift from his mother-in-law. He took Fu Xuan to enjoy the flowers after seeing off the palace people.

The scenery is bleak in winter. It's really enjoyable to see so many colorful chrysanthemums. Fu xuandu knew her. Fu Rong introduced her to her just as she listened to her sister behind her. The little girl read many books and had a good memory. Actually, she remembered the origin of each flower name clearly.

When he came to a pot of chrysanthemums with red and yellow flowers, Fu Rong's eyes brightened. ”I've seen this basin. It's called Phoenix Zhenyu, isn't it?” Then he lowered his head to smell it.

Fu Xuan nodded, because the Phoenix Zhenyu was too beautiful. After Fu Rong raised her head, she could not help but smell it.