Chapter 92: Love and Dislove (5)
She closed her eyes, and a warm current with affinity gradually rose around her.
She immediately opened her eyes, and a wave of heat in her hand covered it over a pot of withering flowers.
After a long time, the leaves on the pot of flowers grew a little more visibly with the naked eye.
Long Zhanyan was overjoyed, but it didn't take long for the flowers and plants to stop.
According to the book's method, she is only using the most rudimentary level, and then she begins to practice how to restore the plant to its original form.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Long Zhanyan was very tired in the past few days, and finally stopped.
She can now grow plants about a centimeter taller, and of course restore them to their original withered appearance.
It's just that she is still far from being satisfied with her current results, because she has not practiced this first style.
According to the introduction of that book, the first is that after the practice is successful, you can make the plant transform into the desired shape to confuse the other party.
Long Zhanyan looked outside, it was dusk at the moment, she walked outside Jinhua Palace and called a maid.
"This princess is hungry, go and bring me some food." She hadn't eaten all day, and her stomach was already hungry.
The maid nodded and left.
Long Zhanyan waited for a while, only to see the maid bring some food.
"This is the meal you gave to this princess? A bowl of porridge, two pickles, and a hard moldy steamed bun. ”
Long Zhanyan couldn't believe his eyes.
"Princess, the people in the kitchen said that now it is Tuoba Qianxue who is in charge...... I can only grieve you. ”
The maid's eyes were red, and she fell to her knees.
"Get up, I don't blame you." Long Zhanyan glanced at the maid on the ground, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.
It's just that her eyes are dyed with a few sharp gazes.
What a Tuoba Qianxue.
Usually it's a good dish on the table, but now it's only two pickles, and she was given a moldy steamed bun.
Hehe, she is just grounded now, and she is not being beaten into the cold palace, this group of people dare to treat her like this.
Suddenly, Long Zhanyan thought of the crown prince Shangguan Xianhao, and he had to say that he had retired himself a moment ago, but he regretted it when he finished writing.
Oh, so I'm waiting for myself here.
The small universe in her heart can't be calmed down anymore.
A thought crossed her mind, and the corners of her mouth went up, evoking a smile.
Since the kitchen of the prince's mansion didn't prepare meals for herself, so what if she went out to eat?
Long Zhanyan glanced up, and the maid with the food said, "Take the food out, you can go." ”
"Back to the princess, you haven't eaten yet......"
"Stand down, I've got my own way." After taking the maid away, Long Zhanyan turned around and came to the wardrobe.
Grounded? Hehe! It's a big deal if I don't go out through the gate, right?
After less than a quarter of an hour, Long Zhanyan had already changed into a red dress like a sunset.
Then she rummaged around the room, and finally found a dozen silver tickets in the brocade box under the bed.
Long Zhanyan wrote a few sentences on a piece of paper and put them in Yue'er's room.
The dragon showed his face and walked to the lotus pavilion in full bloom in Jinhua Palace.
The next moment, Long Zhanyan exerted his internal force, and a few dodges disappeared outside the wall by the pool.
Beyond the wall was an alley leading to the outside.
Some of these places are damp and secluded, and some are dim, and Long Zhanyan Zhao doesn't like to stay here longer.
I saw her walking like a fly, and she walked to the street in an instant.
Although it was close to dusk, Long Zhanyan did see that there were still many people around, whether it was on the street or in the inn, after all, it was already midsummer, and if it was in normal times, unless it was a grand festival, there would not be so many people.
Her mood gradually improved with the crowd.