The Continent of Cultivation and Linglong Island.

"Zhiyu, what are you doing in that direction?"

The one who was called was a little girl with a double-ring bun.

Upon hearing this, he hurriedly said, "Please be with Sister Hanyu, it is Deputy Island Master Huang who told me to go to [Huaqing Palace] and please come over to the young master."

When Han Yu heard the three words "Li Gongzi", he felt obviously stiff.

A look of desire to speak but stopping.

Zhiyu asked in confusion: "Sister Hanyu, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No, no, nothing." Hanyu looked in the direction of Huaqing Palace in fear and alertness, and then smiled reluctantly, "Since it is the order of Deputy Island Master Huang, you can do it!"

After a pause, she couldn't help but add one: "Go and come back quickly, don't delay."

When Zhiyu walked into Huaqing Palace, Han Yu's fear and worry expression flashed back in his mind.

What is in the Huaqing Palace that makes Sister Hanyu so scared?

Is it Mr. Li?

Zhiyu has just been transferred from the outside of Linglong Island to the main island in the past two years.

I am completely unclear about the identity of Mr. Li.

I only know that the lady attaches great importance to this young master Li, and is not allowed to approach the Huaqing Palace where the young master Li lives at will.

Zhiyu walked around the main hall of Huaqing Hall, but couldn't find a single figure.

The entire Huaqing Palace is extremely luxurious and magnificent, but it is empty inside, and there is not even a servant to serve.

Zhiyu shouted carefully in the hall for a long time, but received no response.

Behind the Huaqing Palace is a flower bed that is twice as large as the palace.

It is full of colorful flowers.

Some are as bright as blood, some are as bright as the rising sun, and some are as blue as the sky.

Zhiyu couldn't find anyone in the hall, and she walked into the flowerbed without realizing it.

Seeing the scene in front of me, I was almost shocked.

"What a nice view!"

Even Linglong Island itself is a place as beautiful as a fairyland.

But Zhiyu was still shocked by the scene in front of her.

She strolled among the flowers, her mouth and nose were filled with the most fragrant fragrance.

The round little face couldn't help but look intoxicated.

Suddenly, Zhiyu's steps suddenly stopped, and her eyes were blurred and dreamy looking at the distance.

I saw it in the colorful prosperity.

A young man was slightly lowering his head, facing a small flower, with an extremely gentle expression on his face.

The boy wore a spotless white robe.

But his eyes were covered with a red silk that was more dazzling than blood, covering his eyes tightly.

The red silk cannot cover the area, the high nose bridge is like a snow peak on the ridge, and the skin is as cold as jade.

Further down are the thin pink lips, slightly curled, with a shy and gentle expression.

It's like a young boy who just fell in love.

Zhiyu's heart was like beating a drum, and for a moment she felt as if she was bewitched by this elf-like boy.

Such a thought came out in my mind unconsciously.

If the boy had such a gentle expression, he was looking at himself, not a flower.

When Zhiyu thought about this, her eyes unconsciously fell on the flowers that the boy cared for.

After seeing this, she realized that this flower was very strange.

Surrounded by a colorful and colorful flower, there is only such a fragile and small blue flower that will break in a pot.

Moreover, the flower looks very strange, and the whole plant seems to be carved from ice crystals.

The rhizomes are translucent, and you can see the gurgling juice inside when you get close to it.

And at the top of the branches and leaves, there is a small light pink bud, swaying gently in the wind.
Chapter completed!