Douluo: Qianyue was reborn, I am her own brother

Chapter 36: Tranquility Under the Pavilion: Reading Books and Observing People

"Of course it's beautiful! There must be flowers that Sister likes inside!"

Qian Renjue smiled and looked up, responding.

"Flowers I like?"

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently.

She didn't expect that after so long, Qian Renjue still remembered those words.

"That's right!"

Qian Renjue's eyes darted around, and he stepped forward to hug Qian Renxue's arm.

He handed her the illustrated book and said excitedly, "Sister, take a look too, you might encounter them sometime."

"No need, I want to wait for Jue to give them to me."

Qian Renxue smiled and shook her head.

Taking it as a surprise seemed like a good idea.

"Then Jue will definitely get them and give them to Sister!"

Qian Renjue said solemnly, guaranteeing it.

"Sister believes you."

Qian Renxue took Qian Renjue's small hand and smiled softly at him.

...

Evening.

Chrysanthemum Douluo arrived as promised.

Pushing a long cart, he arrived outside Bibi Dong's residence.

The cart was filled with various potted flowers.

As soon as he pushed it to the courtyard gate.

Even though the sky was already dark, the vibrant colors were still dazzling.

Bibi Dong watched Chrysanthemum Douluo enter.

Her eyes, filled with murderous intent and戾qi, carried a hint of doubt.

Her cold voice made the coolness under the night even more intense.

"Chrysanthemum Elder, what are you doing?"

"Your Highness, the Holy Maiden..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed elegantly.

He said respectfully, "Young Master Jue was afraid that Your Highness would be bored, so he specially asked me to send some flowers to relieve your fatigue and cultivate your sentiments."

"Jue..."

Bibi Dong's red lips moved slightly.

She glanced at the tricolor flowerbed beside her... feeling a little uncomfortable.

In the past, Jue would always deliver them personally.

"Your Highness, the Holy Maiden, where do you think those flowers should be placed?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed slightly, asking carefully, trying to keep his voice gentle.

Ensuring that he could complete the task smoothly.

Bibi Dong refocused her gaze and looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo without answering.

Instead, she asked:

"What did that child say to you? I want the exact words."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned.

After pondering for a moment, he said truthfully:

"Young Master Jue and Miss Xue came together, 'afraid that Mom would be bored'."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was concise, always paying attention to Bibi Dong's expression.

From the last time, he knew.

Bibi Dong seemed to hate, even loathe, the title 'Mom'.

But to Chrysanthemum Douluo's surprise.

Bibi Dong's face didn't show much more coldness, but instead became much calmer.

"Do as you see fit."

Leaving a sentence for Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Bibi Dong turned around, moved her lotus steps lightly, and returned to her room.

"..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was a little confused.

But it didn't stop him from smiling.

He turned around and started moving the flowers, his movements swift and meticulous.

Which flowers didn't like light, he placed them at the base of the wall.

Those that liked light, he placed them higher, and those that liked moisture, he placed them lower...

Bibi Dong stood by the window and watched quietly.

The reason for keeping these flowers.

Was nothing more than...

This was a gift that Jue gave to 'Mom'.

Staring at Chrysanthemum Douluo and the flowerbed, Bibi Dong suddenly frowned.

Then she relaxed.

Chrysanthemum Douluo did notice the tricolor carnations in the flowerbed.

But he just paused for a moment.

Having mastered those knowledge, it was only natural for Qian Renjue to cultivate tricolor carnations.

Qian Renjue's book...

The theories of pollination and hybridization recorded inside.

Made Chrysanthemum Douluo fascinated!

With it, let alone tricolor flowers, he could cultivate seven-colored flowers.

He couldn't wait to start practicing immediately...

...

After accepting Qian Renjue's gift.

In Bibi Dong's residence, a faint floral fragrance floated in the air.

Early in the morning, the first rays of dawn scattered.

Dewdrops clung to the delicate petals, gorgeous, translucent, and glowing.

Bibi Dong, wearing a white home dress.

Was holding a watering can, watering those delicate flowers.

A gentle breeze, wrapped in floral fragrance, ruffled her hair and fluttered her long skirt.

Taking away some of the cold murderous aura.

The sun gradually warmed.

At a certain point in time, Bibi Dong sat under the pavilion in the pond.

Her eyes always inadvertently swept across the courtyard gate.

For a long time...

A small head arrived as promised.

Peeking out from the side of the courtyard gate.

"Sister, Jue and Sister are here to see you, can we come in?"

Qian Renjue looked at Bibi Dong in the distance, asking carefully.

Qian Renxue followed behind him.

Both of them were still sweating and a little out of breath.

Bibi Dong looked up at Qian Renjue.

Unlike before, a little of her peripheral vision uncontrollably glanced towards Qian Renxue.

Just watching, without speaking.

Qian Renjue tentatively said, "Sister doesn't speak, so that means she agrees, right?"

Bibi Dong's expression remained unchanged.

Seeming unwilling to pay attention, she lowered her head and continued reading the book in her hand.

"Sister, let's go in."

Qian Renjue smiled, took Qian Renxue's soft hand and ran towards the courtyard.

"Jue..."

Qian Renxue was still a little worried.

After taking two steps.

Seeing that Bibi Dong didn't react at all, Qian Renxue felt a little relieved.

Together with Qian Renjue, she came to the pavilion.

"Sister..."

Qian Renjue stepped forward.

Just as he was about to sit next to Bibi Dong, he was stopped by her murderous eyes.

Bibi Dong raised her cold eyebrows.

A look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

She then noticed that what Qian Renxue was holding was no longer a wooden sword.

But a thick book.

Qian Renjue was holding an ancient and heavy box.

"Sister, don't be angry, Jue won't sit down."

Noticing the coldness in those purple eyes, Qian Renjue took two steps back.

Standing straight, very well-behaved, with fear in his eyes.

Bibi Dong's breathing stagnated slightly.

The book in her hand twisted slightly, and she lowered her head again.

Silent.

Days and nights of torment.

Made Bibi Dong afraid to release even a bit of murderous intent towards Qian Renjue.

And she tried her best to suppress.

That indescribable existence, stirring up the hatred in her heart.

Afraid to show that hateful face in front of Qian Renjue.

She was afraid of losing.

Losing this only warmth.

Qian Renjue was slightly stunned, looking back at Qian Renxue.

"Sister, let's stay here for a while, okay?"

Qian Renxue glanced at Bibi Dong.

And nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll listen to Jue."

As soon as the words fell.

Qian Renxue exclaimed in surprise: "Jue, why are you sitting on the ground?"

"Sister, it's more convenient for Jue this way, it's okay."

Qian Renjue smiled indifferently, lowered his head, and opened the box he brought.

The things inside...

Seemed like ice, and also like transparent glass.

Pieces of it, the shapes were very irregular, and there was a lump of something like bird droppings in the middle.

The pendant and chain, you need to do it yourself.

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Renjue in confusion, shaking her head helplessly.

She looked up and scanned Bibi Dong, without finding anything unusual.

Looking at the railing of the pavilion.

Qian Renxue stepped forward to the corner of the pavilion, sat on the railing, leaning against the pavilion pillar.

Holding the book in her hand, she quietly flipped through it.

Under the pavilion.

Bibi Dong heard the sound of Qian Renxue's book pages, and the crackling sound of Qian Renjue's hands.

Her eyes were on the book.

But her pupils were almost squeezed to the corners of her eyes.

Qian Renxue, who was reading the book, did the same.

She smiled coldly, very lightly, very happily.

Only Qian Renjue.

Buried his head doing his own thing.

From time to time he would look up, Mom and Sister were both looking at the books in their hands.

The mother and daughter's eyes.

Occasionally touched obscurely, but unaware of each other.

From time to time, they would converge on Qian Renjue.

Sorry.

I've been busy with the first draft of my graduation thesis these past few days, so the update is a bit late.

Chives wish you all a happy life!