"..." Yun Qian leaned on the window sill, her finger resting against her lip, her eyes gleaming with an inscrutable glow.
Her viewpoint on matters was always peculiar, but at times, she could grasp the essence straightforwardly.
The reason she suddenly cared about flowers and trees was naturally because Xu Chang'an felt the house was empty and wanted to plant something in the yard.
He liked cultivating, liked flowers and trees.
Thus, there would be many young women.
There are always such coincidences in the world.
For instance, Liu Qingluo is the most typical flora—
Her surname is [Liu], coming from the slender willow tree by clear waters, and her name [Qingluo] is also a type of beautiful plant when gathered.
Even her temperament is certified by Zhu Pingniang as "Cuscuta", which is also a plant.
This Miss Liu truly has factors from head to toe that would attract her husband.
So, the courtyard is empty, aside from the lady of the house; one should plant willows and Qingluo.
