If Feng Ji stays to serve Gao Lan Mei as her new master, though he does not want to, Wei Jiayi may need to tolerate the woman.
He still wonders why the sparrow is here. Where is Feng Ji's original owner?
"You're too tall." Feng Ji said looking up to Wei Jiayi, then wings appeared at her back, lifting herself up to reach his hair to clean.
He is feeling nostalgia with how Feng Ji looks at that moment. Bloody red hair, eyes, and robes. The wings look like hawks instead of a sparrow.
The only thing missing is the crow pawn staying on her shoulder, just like the time he met the sparrow years ago.
Those near them moved away, except for Gao Lan Mei, who observed Wei Jiayi's expression.
She is still trying to learn to read someone's thoughts or feelings through facial expression, body language and among other hints.
Right now, looking at the prince, she can tell their no romantic thoughts being shown to Feng Ji.
After a while, "Done." Feng Ji said, feeling satisfied. She landed on the ground and tacked her wings.
"Good job," Wei Jiayi said, then gave Feng Ji a small rose designed poach from his sleeves.
With Gao Lan Mei's permission, Feng Ji accepted and opened the poach. To her delight it contains candies!
Her face brightened, "You seem better now. I will forgive for the last time because of this." Seriously telling Wei Jiayi. Feng Ji was referring to the incident at the Medical Pavilion.
That time, she already has animosity to the man, but the miss needs his herbs so, Feng Ji tries to be civil.
Wei Jiayi just smiled at that, "Let's continue. We do not have the whole day." He glanced at Gao Lan Mei, who still followed from the back.
The walk did not take long when they arrived at the storage house. The place is being guarded as well by Zicuìyù Regime Protectors.
Before they go inside, Wei Jiayi's guard places the chest down and opened it. As soon as they do, a pleasant scent of rose emits from the chest.
If one will go closer, one will see a purple rose that emits smoke around it. The petals also have a strange luster, making anyone unable to resist touching it.
The purple rose herb is as high as Gao Lan Mei's waist. Seeing, Feng Ji is interested to come closer, "Not yet." This is an enchanter herb. Meaning it is like any spiritual beast with consciousness.
It will increase rank and gives more benefit to its chosen owner. The Purple Rose herb owned by Wei Jiayi is still in the lower rank, but still, he is the only one who can command it.
Everyone else may just be entranced with the Purple Rose herb not knowing how dangerous it is to touch it. As it is a rose, there are thorns on it.
For this rose, the thorns are the smoke coming out from it that emits poison, that is why a special storage chest must contain it.
Wei Jiayi made a motion using his hand for Gao Lan Mei to move closer to the Purple Rose herb chest, "You know how this works right?"
With a nod, "Yes." Giving her hand to him, he pulled out a dagger and made a small slash on her palm.
He holds her dainty wrist, to keep the blood coming out from the wounded palm goes directly to the herb.
If Feng Ji stays to serve Gao Lan Mei as her new master, though he does not want to, Wei Jiayi may need to tolerate the woman.
He still wonders why the sparrow is here. Where is Feng Ji's original owner?
"You're too tall." Feng Ji said looking up to Wei Jiayi, then wings appeared at her back, lifting herself up to reach his hair to clean.
He is feeling nostalgia with how Feng Ji looks at that moment. Bloody red hair, eyes, and robes. The wings look like hawks instead of a sparrow.
The only thing missing is the crow pawn staying on her shoulder, just like the time he met the sparrow years ago.
Those near them moved away, except for Gao Lan Mei, who observed Wei Jiayi's expression.
She is still trying to learn to read someone's thoughts or feelings through facial expression, body language and among other hints.
Right now, looking at the prince, she can tell their no romantic thoughts being shown to Feng Ji.
After a while, "Done." Feng Ji said, feeling satisfied. She landed on the ground and tacked her wings.
"Good job," Wei Jiayi said, then gave Feng Ji a small rose designed poach from his sleeves.
With Gao Lan Mei's permission, Feng Ji accepted and opened the poach. To her delight it contains candies!
Her face brightened, "You seem better now. I will forgive for the last time because of this." Seriously telling Wei Jiayi. Feng Ji was referring to the incident at the Medical Pavilion.
That time, she already has animosity to the man, but the miss needs his herbs so, Feng Ji tries to be civil.
Wei Jiayi just smiled at that, "Let's continue. We do not have the whole day." He glanced at Gao Lan Mei, who still followed from the back.
The walk did not take long when they arrived at the storage house. The place is being guarded as well by Zicuìyù Regime Protectors.
Before they go inside, Wei Jiayi's guard places the chest down and opened it. As soon as they do, a pleasant scent of rose emits from the chest.
If one will go closer, one will see a purple rose that emits smoke around it. The petals also have a strange luster, making anyone unable to resist touching it.
The purple rose herb is as high as Gao Lan Mei's waist. Seeing, Feng Ji is interested to come closer, "Not yet." This is an enchanter herb. Meaning it is like any spiritual beast with consciousness.
It will increase rank and gives more benefit to its chosen owner. The Purple Rose herb owned by Wei Jiayi is still in the lower rank, but still, he is the only one who can command it.
Everyone else may just be entranced with the Purple Rose herb not knowing how dangerous it is to touch it. As it is a rose, there are thorns on it.
For this rose, the thorns are the smoke coming out from it that emits poison, that is why a special storage chest must contain it.
Wei Jiayi made a motion using his hand for Gao Lan Mei to move closer to the Purple Rose herb chest, "You know how this works right?"
With a nod, "Yes." Giving her hand to him, he pulled out a dagger and made a small slash on her palm.
He holds her dainty wrist, to keep the blood coming out from the wounded palm goes directly to the herb.
