The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Looking in the direction of Cuitao's hand, I saw a purple figure approaching this side. It was the little flower spirit who had just run away. This time her speed was not very fast, and she moved forward at a constant speed. When she got closer, I realized that she seemed to be holding something in her hand.

It's so cute that her little hands are holding something. Her look reminds Fanyue of a fairy tale "Thumbelina" and a cartoon, both of which are small and cute like this.

The little guy flew over and stopped in front of Fanyue. "Silk Stone Bamboo" saw clearly what was in the little guy's hand, and Yuan Yi explained to Fanyue.

"Silk Stone Bamboo?" Fan Yue looked at the thing in Hua Ling's hand and repeated it, which was very difficult to pronounce.

"Isn't this baby's breath?" Fan Yue took a closer look and found that it was baby's breath, light purple in color, a must-have for decorating flower bouquets.

The tiny, scattered flowers looked like a full bunch to the little flower spirit, but just a small branch to Gu Fanyue.

"Baby's breath?" Yuan Yi tilted his head and looked at Fan Yue with some confusion, and the little flower spirit also tilted his head.

"What I mean is that this flower is so beautiful, so beautiful, just like a sky full of stars. Pick those beautiful stars and hold them in your hands." Fan Yue thought that this place might have another name, so she simply fooled around.

When Fan Yue said this, she looked at the little girl in front of her with gentle eyes. She seemed to understand and lowered her head shyly.

There were also stars twinkling in Yuan Yi's eyes. Yuan Yi looked at Fan Yue's profile. At this moment, she was smiling at a little flower spirit, as if the other party was not a disgusting and terrifying monster, but a lost little girl.

Yue'er was thinking to herself, what a thoughtful woman she is. She could find the unique beauty in such an ordinary flower.

Yuan Yi took another look at the flower in Hua Ling's hand. It really looked like the stars scattered in the sky, lovely and lively. But when he thought about comparing it to an ordinary moon, he felt it was inappropriate. His moon was not scattered stars, but a bright moon.

One of a kind in the world.

The little flower spirit flew closer and stretched out her arms. The small bouquet almost poked the tip of Fan Yue's nose. "Is it for me?" Fan Yue asked.

Xiao Hualing nodded seriously.

"Then are you leaving?" Fan Yue learned her lesson this time and asked clearly first. If she wanted to leave, she would ask a favor for her own prince and rescue Hua before leaving.

After hearing Fan Yue's question carefully, Xiao Hua Ling shook her head seriously this time.

Fan Yue smiled happily.

Fan Yue and Yuan Yi had just drunk two cups of tea when Xiao Hua Ling was almost done with her work.

Cuitao went back to her room to get the crystal jar for the small squid, and when she came back she exclaimed slightly, "Look how small she is, but she has amazing abilities."

The little flower spirit simply flew around, waving its two little hands casually, and the flowers that were ravaged by wind and rain stood up, and their petals trembled in the breeze.

"Hmph, just a trifle." Yu Liao muttered to the side. Yu Xiao turned his head and glared at him and said, "Why are you acting like a child today?" Yu Liao rolled his eyes and said nothing.

After the flower bed was repaired, the little flower spirit came over to ask for nectar. Fan Yue named her Xing'er, and from her expression she didn't seem particularly satisfied.

Fan Yue named her Yuheng, saying that she was a very bright star in the sky. The little flower spirit was very satisfied.

But later, Crisp Peach always called "Twinkle, twinkle, little star". At first, the little flower spirit chose to hide among the flowers and pretend not to hear in order to express her protest.

But later, Cuitao always found ways to get all kinds of nectar from Juanniang, and used cotton and flower petals from her room to make a small bed for Hua Ling.

Gradually, the little flower spirit turned into a little star.

No one used the name that satisfied the demon anymore.

Gu Fanyue deeply admires Cuitao, the villain who is trying to trick the demon.