green rose

Even in the beautiful garden Mrs. Orino took care of, Magda had never seen such rich and beautiful flowers, and each one was so delicate and beautiful, such as sunflowers, golden lilies, violets, hydrangeas, etc. , lily of the valley... and many more flowers that Magda could not name but had only seen in rumors; if it was the first time that the golden lily came to the baron's ball and was presented by the baron who was not angry for no reason, Knowing that there will be such a beautiful flower, it will be solidified in the magic and willfully bloom its most beautiful posture.

This time, she came again with four messengers.

Afterwards, she felt that this incident was quite rude, especially in those eyes—the sarcasm in the golden eyes was always so obvious.

However, Miss Barbera had a good time with Motiti. They appraised every flower the Baron planted without any scruples, but only picked a few; Holding flowers enough to fill his entire arms - all sunflowers, he smiled very happily; Allen stood beside her, and the clothes brought by his vice-captain made him very shy.

"Master Alan, don't you want to pick a flower?"

Magda looked at Allen, who was suddenly at a loss, and smiled softly. Suddenly, a cold snort came from her ear, so familiar, and she turned around again, but she didn't see the green figure.

"Magda...Miss Magda, are you willing to accept the hydrangea I gave you?"

Magda touched the hydrangea decorations on her clothes with some amusement, and really didn’t know what to say. Alan, who was quite honest, must have seen that the flowers were the same as her clothes, so she asked her if she wanted to pick them up. Pass.

Of course she took it, and then proposed to hang around, and Brara had already jumped out at this time, he really wanted the little friends in the slums to see these flowers that were as bright as sunshine, and Barbera and Mortiti Still looking at those flowers.

Allen nodded shyly.

Magda was gone, and the sights of nobles and nobles were countless along the way she came. Then, after a turn, a greenhouse that few people visited appeared, in front of her, among a string of violets and a large cluster of emerald green leaves, one that often appeared recently. While the green figure in her dream stood still—she heard high heels on the flagstones—she turned gracefully.

The pure white pearls and bright golden eyes collided into her blue world in the purple ocean.

"Miss Ellenstein... Miss Upstart!"

When she uttered these words in a distant and hostile way as usual, Magda smiled and opened the blue and white jade fan and walked in slowly.

Gently, the breeze floated up.

A violet flower stained with morning dew was handed to Linna by the hand wearing the hollow ribbon.

She was surprised, she was in a trance, she was delighted——she reached out and grabbed the beautiful violet, and clenched that hand.

Magda tilted her head, unable to speak no matter what.

Linna lowered her head, staring at the violet in her hand, but didn't speak.

The two were relatively speechless, but they seemed to have a thousand words, which fell into each other's hearts from the fingertips they touched just now, just like a stone falling into a lake, causing ripples.

In the end, when Linna was looking at the flowers in her hands and was about to speak, Lawrence suddenly ran over from nowhere and taunted Magda.

"Miss Linna! So you are here! This, isn't this Miss Golden Rose from Versail? Lawrence is very fortunate to see the incarnation of a very elegant noble flower god, and I don't know if your flower-like face is not It contrasts with this group of fragrances."

His attitude was eccentric, and he directly satirized the fact that Magda was still a minor noble who had not yet entered the Senate.

Linna opened her mouth slightly, and said like alms: "Lawrence, you don't need to remind me, this incarnation of Flower God will understand her identity, right?"

Magda looked at Linna intentionally or unintentionally, who seemed to be laughing at her, but was actually angry. It was a little funny.

She nodded.

"Yes, Miss Jocastle, Magda is quite aware of her identity."

"Really? Don't bother Mr. Flora to send it off, Lawrence, let's go!"

She raised her chin and warned Lawrence who wanted to say something more to please her lady; of course she knew that Lawrence was loyal and his love for her was like a surging river; but her heart was already filled with those blue eyes A small space is reserved, even if few people know about it.

Then, they passed each other in disguise, leaving only the violet to fall from the white-gloved hand, and the petals fell emaciated on the ground.

Lina didn't look back, she just walked forward proudly, without mercy.

……

"If your little friend is willing, you can come all the way..."

……

Miss Ellenstein has an affair with the second Miss Jocastle.

……

That sucks, they both thought at the same time, how did you start talking earlier?

That eloquent (witty) mouth, why don't you move?Is it hard to say I like it (do you like it or not)?

There are so many words in this world that it is difficult to speak.

Suddenly, the two of them understood, lowered their eyes in the same way, and let the breeze take away this trace of trouble.

Then, Magda smiled and gently picked up the violet. She should be lucky, did she still pick it up?

Facing the blue sky, she kissed Violet lightly, smiling lightly, and closing her eyes sadly.

Behind him, the flowers in the greenhouse garden were still blooming wantonly, and he didn't notice the sad mood of the standing girl at all.

Why is your heart and your actions like the sky, so unpredictable and so hard to see.

But I plead so fervently, this feeling for you will not change so easily.

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ah!In fact, Miss Linna still likes Magda quite a bit, and now the Flora event is over... I must say is it finally over?

Then there are some trivial things, and then there is Linna's mother... I really don't know who this is, I have already set up my personality and appearance--a damn name is missing...