This data in Quick Transmigration has become sentient!

The wheels kept turning, just like the inexplicable undercurrents surging within the vehicle, which wouldn't stop even if Aldrich intended to avoid them.

The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.

The leaves rustled, seemingly chattering amongst themselves about the sweltering heat of late summer.

After nearly three hours of swaying and rolling, the rumbling wheels finally quieted down and stopped in front of a small but elegant villa.

A small royal villa.

It sounds strange, but it's not.

It is the golden autumn season, the time for chrysanthemums to bloom.

The hillside is covered with carefully tended chrysanthemums of all kinds, sparsely enclosed by white marble pillars. Standing on a relatively open high place, one can see an endless sea of ​​flowers. There is a road that can be traveled by horse-drawn carriage, which leads directly to a neat Roman-style building on a flat part of the mountain.

To match the shape of the colonnade, there is a courtyard paved with proportionally enlarged bluestone slabs, on which two tables of tea and snacks have already been set up.

With the sun shining obliquely past four in the afternoon, and flowers surrounding the hilltop favored by the gentle breeze, this is undoubtedly a wonderful place to enjoy afternoon tea.

Wow, how thoughtful! You even prepared two tables. I'd like to see who you plan to sit with!

As Yi thought about it, her gaze followed the crowd and focused on Aldrich, who had suggested that everyone take a sightseeing trip along the main road.

Aldrich, with an air of calm and composure, drew everyone except Yi Yi into the leisurely mood of flower appreciation, introducing the scenery before them: "This estate has always been carefully cultivated by master gardeners, ensuring a different view throughout the year. Right now, all kinds of chrysanthemums are in full bloom. When I saw this beautiful scenery, the first person I thought of was you, Miss Uma!"

The wind blows through vast fields of cornflowers, and waves of blue-purple flowers roll before your eyes, like a dreamlike sea surging in the twilight.

Walking along the path to the flower viewing area where tables, chairs, tea, and snacks were set up at a high point, looking down, one realizes that the royal gardeners' meticulous cultivation was far more than simply maintaining the purity of a large field of cornflowers.

After taking in the entire flower field, I discovered that among the blue-purple cornflowers, there were interspersed some small white and golden chrysanthemums, mostly daisies and white crystal chrysanthemums. There was also a relatively close white and gold flower path in between.

Only by looking closely at the flower arrangement can one truly understand its profound mystery.

In a river of white chrysanthemums, the golden stamens of the chrysanthemums themselves, adorned with various other golden flowers of unknown origin, create a wondrous interplay of light and shadow. Perhaps it is the varying heights of the branches that cast shadows. In any case, amidst a sea of ​​blue-purple flowers, a white-gold ribbon stretches across, like a glittering galaxy in the night sky. Swaying in the breeze, it resembles a swarm of luminous jellyfish or a migrating school of fish, imbued with dynamism, flowing mightily towards another unseen end.

The creation of such a sea of ​​flowers cannot be simply described as impressive. Although they are all chrysanthemums, their flowering periods differ to some extent, and the growth of the flower branches may not be as expected. These differences must be taken into account and the optimal margin of error must be maintained to ultimately present such a spectacle that defies description as either divine craftsmanship or ingenious artistry.

Although such a spectacle can only maintain its best condition for a few days, the effort required during that time is not something a gardener can handle alone.

Moreover, as Aldrich said, there is more than just this scenery here. Throughout the year, depending on the different flowering seasons, other flower fields of the same level have been set up. Just thinking about it makes one realize that the effort put into this is not to be underestimated.

Even though Yi Yi had already seen this sea of ​​flowers before and was eager to make a scene, she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration when she saw it again after so many years: Amazing!

Not to mention Uma, who had never seen such a grand spectacle since childhood, just like a certain option in the game, she was so surprised that she covered her mouth and couldn't speak.

Chris, who has been following Aldridge around lately, must have seen quite a few of these flower fields, but he still showed an expression of appreciation at this moment.

Yi Yi sighed, realizing that her enemy was truly formidable...

Clearing her throat, before she could even launch an attack, Aldrich seemed to sense something and interrupted Yi Yi, saying, "Everyone, sit down and enjoy the show. Standing all the time must be tiring, right?"

His impeccable thoughtfulness, coupled with his sunny and handsome smile, makes this warm and caring second male lead character in the early stages of the story hard not to like.

Thinking about it this way, Uma's aesthetic was also in line with the popular aesthetic at that time. Perhaps it was to increase the sense of immersion within a limited degree of freedom?

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After the four of them sat down, looking at Chris and Aldridge at the other table, Yi Yi fell into deep thought about what had just happened.

Seeing Chris standing behind him without sitting down during work hours, fulfilling his chivalrous duties, Aldrich decisively let him sit opposite him. This instantly deprived Ivy, who had expected Aldrich to be at the same table as Uma and was preparing to use this as an excuse to cause trouble, of her opportunity.

I had initially intended to condemn Aldridge for "making a rather unreasonable decision to sit at such a small table with an unmarried lady without permission, which is against the rules," but this completely threw my train of thought into disarray.

But this didn't stump Yi Yi.

She prides herself on being knowledgeable and worldly-wise, so being a mere troll shouldn't be a problem for her.

She cleared her throat, composed herself, and said in a sarcastic tone, "This sea of ​​flowers is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it's made of these wild grasses."

The original species of small chrysanthemums such as daisies and cornflowers were considered to be clump-forming weeds, and they were only recently improved into the ornamental flowers they are today.

Faced with Yi Yi's challenge, Aldrich did not give a single flaw and replied flawlessly, "After all, such a large area would be very wasteful of resources if we used very expensive varieties, so using these less expensive flowers is the best option."

Tsk, Yi clicked her tongue inwardly, marveling once again at the enemy's strength; with a single move, they had effortlessly deflected the attack and let the matter pass by so easily.

But Yi Yi was not discouraged. Her goal was to make Uma dislike Aldrich, and there were always many ways to achieve that.

After all, the difference in her and Aldrich's status in Uma's heart was the best weapon.

Since being a troll doesn't bother Aldrich, she can only be a real scoundrel.

“I don’t really like this prince,” Yi whispered in Uma’s ear. “Maybe I’m biased, but I still think you and Adolf are a better match.”

Since we can't get through to Aldrich, we can only increase Adolf's favorability.

But clearly, at present, the difference in importance between the two in Uma's heart is obvious.

Uma blushed and whispered to Yi Yi, "His Highness just wanted to thank me for healing his wounds. Sister Yi Yi, you're overthinking it."

Yi Yi gave her a "you don't know anything" look and said mysteriously, "I think he's just trying to seduce you."

-

The girls at one table were chatting animatedly and mysteriously, while the boys at the other table remained silent.

"Knight Chris and Miss Uma, you both seem to really like this lady."

"Yep."

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