He didn't wait for too long to not look what it was.
The bud in his eyes soon tightly folded pure white petals which stretched out like that, and one by one the entire room at that moment was full of fragrance.
The first layer of the bud was seemingly never-ending. He was also amazed that the size was that of a fist.
He made a small sigh—
"I remember, before I was five years old, I am one of the most noble and precious things in the palace." He thought.
"But today in my life, nothing can be compared to the exquisite and gorgeous thing I am seeing right now." He added.
The fantastic scene of the Peony lasted for a long time. Finally, the thin layers of the white petals of the Peony, like an onion, were completely stretched out like wings, and the center of the Peony began to expose—it was red as the blood of the stamens.
It’s so beautiful and it’s suffocating.
He could not describe the feeling in words.
"No wonder, why mom is willing to keep this flower and take care of it for a long time even if it does not bloom." He thought.
"…This beauty, even for once in a lifetime, is already enough." He added.
He couldn’t help but wanted to look closer at the flower more carefully, but while he was watching, the flowers blooming in the highest branches seemed trembling.
He stared closely, widened his eyes, and realized something. He hurriedly reached out his hand—but it's a little bit late.
He closely watched the white jade, generally exquisite to the ultimate peony flower, rubbed his eyes, and snap! There's something that landed on the ground.
He breathed a lag and hurriedly looked to the ground.
He saw something that shocked him again.
The Peony, which hid on the ground, once again exuded a white glow of thorns, and at the same time a more full-bodied Peony flower than the previous one, and filled the entire room again.
His attention was completely occupied.
Because of the light and shade, his attention suddenly shifted to the little snow-white Peony that suddenly turned into a small figure.
Then the figure grew larger from the size of a fist to how high he was, and finally it became a figure of an adult woman.
He looked at the scene with an almost sluggish gaze until the woman opened her eyes and looked at him softly.
"Only the real Peony that blooms seasonally will move the capital of the nation."
He heard people sang this poem long time ago but never ever understood it— "It was just a few flowers, and where was the great charm on that?" He thought for so long.
But the moment he saw the Peony, he already understood.
But as of that moment, as his mother's palace was occupied by another queen, who was praised by all the people and called her the national beauty brought about by her undeniable glam, she's more often praised than the Peonies.
"That woman is really beautiful, but compared to her, what's in front of me right now is undeniably the most beautiful event if that woman they called a national beauty!" He thought amazingly.
Zhong Qing looked at the little boy in front of her.
At that same moment, she knew who he was…
Yan Yan, the prince of the great Yin dynasty, the son of Zhang.
…And he was also the man of the world.
That day, the German emperor monarch was already with the Duc Royal. After several admonitions of Yuan Zhang in six palaces, the queen still disliked him.
After five years in Germany, the German emperor showed more jealousy and resentment. And so his virtue was lost and there came many other several reasons for the family of the queen to overthrow them from the palace. Hence, the queen and the young precocious prince were abolished from the palace together.
In spite of this, the emperor still disregarded the courtroom courtier's opposition that he will be relocated to the Imperial Palace where only the queen can always live into.
The misfortune of the emperor also brought misfortune many people.
He didn't wait for too long to not look what it was.
The bud in his eyes soon tightly folded pure white petals which stretched out like that, and one by one the entire room at that moment was full of fragrance.
The first layer of the bud was seemingly never-ending. He was also amazed that the size was that of a fist.
He made a small sigh—
"I remember, before I was five years old, I am one of the most noble and precious things in the palace." He thought.
"But today in my life, nothing can be compared to the exquisite and gorgeous thing I am seeing right now." He added.
The fantastic scene of the Peony lasted for a long time. Finally, the thin layers of the white petals of the Peony, like an onion, were completely stretched out like wings, and the center of the Peony began to expose—it was red as the blood of the stamens.
It’s so beautiful and it’s suffocating.
He could not describe the feeling in words.
"No wonder, why mom is willing to keep this flower and take care of it for a long time even if it does not bloom." He thought.
"…This beauty, even for once in a lifetime, is already enough." He added.
He couldn’t help but wanted to look closer at the flower more carefully, but while he was watching, the flowers blooming in the highest branches seemed trembling.
He stared closely, widened his eyes, and realized something. He hurriedly reached out his hand—but it's a little bit late.
He closely watched the white jade, generally exquisite to the ultimate peony flower, rubbed his eyes, and snap! There's something that landed on the ground.
He breathed a lag and hurriedly looked to the ground.
He saw something that shocked him again.
The Peony, which hid on the ground, once again exuded a white glow of thorns, and at the same time a more full-bodied Peony flower than the previous one, and filled the entire room again.
His attention was completely occupied.
Because of the light and shade, his attention suddenly shifted to the little snow-white Peony that suddenly turned into a small figure.
Then the figure grew larger from the size of a fist to how high he was, and finally it became a figure of an adult woman.
He looked at the scene with an almost sluggish gaze until the woman opened her eyes and looked at him softly.
"Only the real Peony that blooms seasonally will move the capital of the nation."
He heard people sang this poem long time ago but never ever understood it— "It was just a few flowers, and where was the great charm on that?" He thought for so long.
But the moment he saw the Peony, he already understood.
But as of that moment, as his mother's palace was occupied by another queen, who was praised by all the people and called her the national beauty brought about by her undeniable glam, she's more often praised than the Peonies.
"That woman is really beautiful, but compared to her, what's in front of me right now is undeniably the most beautiful event if that woman they called a national beauty!" He thought amazingly.
Zhong Qing looked at the little boy in front of her.
At that same moment, she knew who he was…
Yan Yan, the prince of the great Yin dynasty, the son of Zhang.
…And he was also the man of the world.
That day, the German emperor monarch was already with the Duc Royal. After several admonitions of Yuan Zhang in six palaces, the queen still disliked him.
After five years in Germany, the German emperor showed more jealousy and resentment. And so his virtue was lost and there came many other several reasons for the family of the queen to overthrow them from the palace. Hence, the queen and the young precocious prince were abolished from the palace together.
In spite of this, the emperor still disregarded the courtroom courtier's opposition that he will be relocated to the Imperial Palace where only the queen can always live into.
The misfortune of the emperor also brought misfortune many people.
