Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Net King arrives

Chapter 109 The Rose Blossoms

Chapter 120 Six Roses Bloom

When the rose bloomed, I saw its splendor and smile; when the rose faded, I recalled its blooming and beauty in my heart.

It is like the scenery in life.

It's pure and innocent, or it's beautiful and even more beautiful.

The roses are gone!
If he hadn't just seen it in full bloom with his own eyes, who would know that just a few minutes ago, a large number of blood roses, which are rare in the world, bloomed here?
All of this, only His Highness and Yi Yi witnessed it with their own eyes, and witnessed their most beautiful moment.

"Looking at them made me think of a song."

"What song is it?"

"It's the song that Xiao Xun and I sang together on Christmas Eve that year, hey, does Xiao Xun remember? That song."

"Remember!" That is a song that His Highness likes very much!Moreover, it is still the ringtone on His Highness's mobile phone!It can be seen that my Highness, I like it to an unusually high degree!

"Then can Xiaoxun sing for me again?"

"Yes!" How could His Highness not agree to Yi Yi's small wish!
"Xiao Xun sings so beautifully!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

"Xiao Xun".

"kindness?"

"Does Xiaoxun know the flower language of roses?"

"I know, what's the matter?" Why would he suddenly ask my Highness this question?Shouldn't it be! "Tama, don't tell me you don't know!" It should be impossible!One would he not know?How to put it, I don't quite believe it, His Highness!
"I know."

Oh, so I knew it
"The flower language of roses represents love and longing for love. Blooming roses give people a longing for love, but love is not just a beautiful dream. Although flowers will wither, the favorite in my heart will never wither. Roses are love. The beginning, the oath of love.

The meaning of rose flower is beauty, holiness, and noble and sacred love, especially the red rose, which is a good gift from first love.

Rose language: beautiful love, longing for love; virtue. "

"Tama, you know quite a lot!"

"I also know a story about Qiangwei, would Xiaoxun want to hear it?"

"Okay, then tell me about Tama."

"In the prince's garden, every flower is carefully cultivated, and every flower belongs to a different person.

Little Rose was born here.From the time she was a little bud, he was the one who took care of her.Under his meticulous care, she carefully poked her head out of the green room, looking at the world and him happily.He looked at her with a smile.The moment she stared at him, from his eyes, she understood that her whole life belonged to him.

Little Qiangwei grew up day by day, and she appeared in front of him with the most beautiful appearance every day.And he always smiles, waters her, dresses her up, and shelters her from the wind and rain.

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, for their master, for the heart that loves them.One night, Little Qiangwei was surprised to find that there was a beautiful rosebud beside her.How outstanding and diverse the unborn rose is!She is the flower that belongs to the prince, a unique rose.

The prince's affection opened the buds of the little rose.She bloomed her beauty petal by petal, and the tired stamen rubbed the silky petals; she smiled slightly, so calm and elegant; her fragrance diffused in the wind, and her petals swayed with happiness .

Little Qiangwei was overwhelmed the moment she saw her!What a beautiful flower!Little Qiangwei also looked at her new neighbor sweetly.The two flowers soon became good friends who talked about everything.

When the prince came to the garden again, he was immediately moved by the beauty of the roses in the morning light.But he knows that each flower belongs to a different person, he disdains her, he only owns Little Rose.

Qiangwei was still waiting for him brilliantly, and he cared about her and loved her as always.Only occasionally he would stare at the roses beside Little Qiangwei for a long time, he would gently brush away the weeds around her, he would be melancholy because of her sighs, and he would smile because of her radiance.

Because of this, he didn't realize that his Qiangwei was getting weaker day by day.Qiangwei is a sentimental flower, she loves him, and she pays attention to his every move.Sensitive, she soon discovered his feelings for Rose.Speechless, she soon weakened.However, besides dressing herself more carefully every day before his arrival, so as not to let him discover her weakness, what else can the kind Qiangwei do?Gradually, Qiangwei could not sleep peacefully.

At night, she was weak and always looked at the innocent and pure rose silently, crying alone in the night wind.There is nothing wrong with the rose, she blooms for the prince, and there is nothing wrong with the rose, she blooms for him; the prince is also right, he still takes care of her wholeheartedly, only occasionally looking at the rose.However, maybe he doesn't understand how sensitive and fragile Qiangwei is.Only his all love can support her life.

Elaborate grooming can no longer conceal the exhaustion of her life.That day, after she watched him leave affectionately, she turned around, looked at the blooming roses, and said faintly: "Rose, I'm leaving. He was very kind to me and always caring for me; he thought he It’s me who loves me, and it’s me who owns me, but what he loves in his consciousness is you, and only I can see it! Without all his love, I can’t live today. I only hope that in the days without me, He can be happy. Rose, bloom your beauty well, for the prince and for me, okay?" Rose cried, "But, but he is yours, and you are his, isn't that enough? What he loves is You."Rose didn't finish speaking, because she saw the rose fell down, with a slight smile and a touch of melancholy on her face.

The next day, when the prince came to the garden, all he saw were fallen roses and roses with tears in their eyes.Slowly, he said to her: "My Qiangwei, why are you so stupid, I belong to you, you belong to me, you should understand, you should know."

The flower language of roses is!Missing love. "

"It's a very beautiful story!" Looking up, I saw his emerald green eyes fixedly looking at my highness, and in those brilliant eyes, I saw the brilliance in his eyes.

"You know, in fact, I am like the little rose flower in the story, and you, Xiao Xun, are the little prince in it. Without you, I am nothing, without you, my soul is no longer complete."Tama's hand covered mine, fingers intertwined.

"Tuo Ma".This man who always smiles in front of me, no matter how far away I am from him, but when I get close to him, I can see his smile like the warmth of a spring mountain just by looking up.

"Will you stay with me all the time?"

"Will do."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

I know, the roses are gone.But!
Although the rose is gone, our love is eternal, and it blooms gorgeously under our careful care.

The rose flower will not bloom again after it has withered.But!
Me and you, our love will be immortal!

Our love will follow us to the end of the world, and then go to hell with us.

Love neither sleeps nor dies.

(End of this chapter)