Granny Liu introduced them along the way, and in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, she led the two to the flower room in the southwest corner.

The two greenhouses had large windows made of glass, which allowed light to pass through while keeping the room warm. From a distance, you could clearly see the red flowers and green leaves inside. When the winter sun slanted in, the glass shimmered with iridescent colors, making them incredibly fresh and lovely in the desolate winter.

Fang Ling was also seeing such a large greenhouse for the first time, and she felt quite excited.

Granny Liu introduced, "This greenhouse has some chrysanthemums. Would Young Madam Meng like to take a look first?"

Fang Ling glanced at Granny Liu, then looked at Meng Ruohua, understanding dawning on her. "Alright, I love the elegance of orchids, so I'll go take a look first." She finished speaking and, seeing Granny Liu following her, asked with a slight smile, "I wonder if your household also has winter orchids?"

"Yes, a few days ago several pots of Cymbidium goeringii bloomed, and a few pots of Cymbidium faberi and Cymbidium ensifolium also have flower buds. They should bloom in the next few days." Granny Liu then said to Meng Ruohua, "I heard that Miss Meng likes bright flowers. There are a few Begonia simonii plants in the flower room in the back that have flower buds. I'll have Xia Yu take you to see them."

The maidservant beside her quickly bowed and said, "This way, Miss."

Fang Ling gave her a look, and then walked straight toward the flower room that Granny Liu pointed to. As she walked, she said to Granny Liu, "I really made it in time. I must take a good look at it. Please don't laugh at me, Granny."

"Young Madam Meng, you're too kind. We're all lovers of flowers. This old servant was worried that you'd laugh at us."

The two left chatting and laughing, leaving Meng Ruohua standing there blinking her eyes. How could she not know that she liked bright flowers?

Moreover, she couldn't distinguish between different varieties of crabapple, but she could differentiate between different types of orchids.

Xia Yu looked up and reminded her again, "Miss Meng, this way."

Meng Ruohua sighed helplessly, "Do we have to be so obvious?"

I don't know whether she should be angry or happy. Does the princess's arrangement mean that she accepts her?

She was somewhat dazed. Ever since the incident at Guangsheng Temple, she had been feeling uneasy and couldn't understand why the princess would agree so easily.

Logically, shouldn't we have done more to stop it?

Even if they couldn't stop Yu Yan, they should at least set up some difficulties for her so that she would give up.

Lost in thought, he followed Xia Yu's footsteps to the entrance of the flower room.

Xia Yu stepped forward and opened the door. "Miss Meng, please come in."

As Meng Ruohua stepped inside, the door behind her slammed shut, startling her so much that she took a step back and cautiously examined the rows of flowers and plants before her.

A soft laugh rang out, followed by a familiar voice, "Now you know fear? Isn't it a little too late?"

Meng Ruohua immediately relaxed and glared at the person who came in, saying, "Who's afraid? What do I have to be afraid of in the princess's residence?"

Yu Yan's voice was deep, but his eyes were full of joy. "Yes, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Meng Ruohua relaxed and saw the bright red crabapple blossoms. She walked over without thinking, "I didn't expect them to actually bloom!"

Yu Yan followed, saying, "There are flowers blooming here all year round. I'll have them cultivate a few pots of whatever you like."

Meng Ruohua glanced at him and smiled, "I like Jianlan and Molan."

Yu Yan smiled, "What a pity, we can't see it today."

"Why can't I see it? Just let me go over there, won't that solve the problem?"

"No, I won't allow it." Yu Yan's tone was calm, but with an undeniable firmness. "There's no time to see the flowers today."

Meng Ruohua looked around at the layers of red flowers and green leaves in the room, puzzled. "What are we looking at if not flowers?"

Yu Yan looked at her smiling with her lips pursed, which instantly made her blush.

Although he didn't say a word, Meng Ruohua still understood his meaning: Don't look at the flowers, look at the people!

Meng Ruohua spat, "Who wants to look at you? I want to look at the flowers. The flowers are prettier than people."

Yu Yan did not refute, but his eyes remained fixed on her, never leaving her for a moment.

To keep warm, the greenhouse has poor ventilation, and it can feel damp and stuffy, especially when there is plenty of sunlight.

After less than half an hour, Meng Ruohua felt unwell, so Yu Yan pulled her out.

"It's almost lunchtime, let's go back," Meng Ruohua said.

Yu Yan gave her a deep look. "Alright, I haven't paid my respects to your aunt yet."

He had just received the news that Princess Yangcheng had invited the Meng family to come over for a visit that morning. After finishing his work, he rushed over. As soon as he entered the mansion, he heard Granny Liu say that the person had gone to the flower room. He didn't have time to pay his respects, so he went to the flower room first.

He spent too little time with Meng Ruohua and couldn't bear to do anything else.

Meng Ruohua glanced at him again, puzzled. He knew his mother was there, so why didn't he go to pay his respects first? Did he look down on her?

"I didn't have time. There's only so much time in total. I just want to be with you," Yu Yan said calmly.

He could easily guess what Meng Ruohua was up to.

Meng Ruohua glanced at him discreetly and noticed that he had dark circles under his eyes and new stubble on his chin.

His clothes were fairly clean and tidy, so he must have changed them today.

Yu Yan stretched out his back and let her look him over until she looked away, then said, "I've been traveling for several days and only returned to the capital last night. I rushed to the palace early this morning to report back, and only found out you were here when I left the palace gates."

Meng Ruohua wanted to ask a few more questions, but she was afraid of causing him trouble, so she swallowed her words.

Seeing that she seemed hesitant to speak, Yu Yan casually said, "No need to worry, just guard the mansion."

Meng Ruohua understood and nodded solemnly.

Upon arriving at the main courtyard, Yu Yan paid his respects to Princess Yangcheng and Meng's mother, chatted with them for a few words, and then rose to take his leave. "Mother, Aunt, I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Princess Yangcheng frowned immediately and said, "So busy? Can't you spend some quality time with your guests?"

Mencius' mother hurriedly said, "Commander's mission is important, there's no need to waste time here."

They were all female guests, so why would they need Yu Yan, a man, to accompany them?

Besides, although she knew about Yu Yan and Meng Ruohua's affair, Meng's mother looked at Yu Yan's stern face and thought about his job, so she had to think carefully before she spoke.

Yu Yan said, "Mother, please forgive me, it is really important."

Princess Yangcheng waved her hand dismissively, "Go on, and do your job well."

Yu Yan glanced at Meng Ruohua before striding away.

After having lunch at the princess's residence and listening to two short songs, Meng's mother got up to take her leave.

Winter days are short; the sun is setting now, and it will be dark in about half an hour.

Princess Yangcheng did not try to stop her, saying only, "If you have nothing else to do, bring the children over. I'm just bored staying in the manor by myself anyway."

“Okay,” Mencius’ mother replied.

Upon returning home, Meng Ruohua was teased by Fang Ling a couple more times. Embarrassed, she escorted her mother back to her room and quickly left.

Although Princess Yangcheng was very nice today, Meng's mother was still worried and couldn't make up her mind, so she wrote a letter to Meng Xin.

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