This palace is from modern day 2

Chapter 406 Sending flowers is so boring
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain?Or am I finally tired of just giving?

I don't know, it's just that the words just came out of my mouth without thinking too much.

"I won't let go." He just repeated such a sentence.

And I'm far away, tears are constantly falling on my face, Nangong Chen, if you had said that earlier, we would not have come to where we are today. 
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"Miss, it's been rumored that the emperor wants to compete with General Zheng for women." Ping'er came in with a large bunch of plum blossoms in his hands, and said with curled lips.

I glanced at her listlessly. That day Nangongchen approached me so openly and said he would not let go. Such ambiguous words must have a story in other people's ears.

Well, you can pass on your love as you like, anyway, I won’t be the one who should be troubled.

"Why do you cut so many plum blossoms?" I still couldn't help asking.

Ping'er rolled his eyes, "I didn't cut this, it was sent by the emperor himself, and I want to send it to you, miss."

The corner of my mouth twitched, why is he crazy?So free to go out to the palace to send flowers?

"Throw it away." Seeing that she was about to insert plum blossoms into a vase, I had no emotion to restrain her actions.

She was dumbfounded, "Miss, this plum blossom is so beautiful, why throw it away?"

"Because I've been wronged." I stopped looking at her, sending flowers?The ancients didn't understand these things, needless to say, they also knew that it was taught by Yiyi.

It's just that what he sent was roses, what does it mean for him to send plum blossoms?
Although Ping'er was reluctant, he still listened to my words and took out the plum blossoms and threw them away.

One day flower delivery is fresh.

Two days are boring.

Three days is perseverance.

But it lasted until ten days, what should I say?
Ping'er was already looking at me sadly, "Miss, our small courtyard outside is completely occupied by these 'thrown' flowers.

I gave her a blank look, said nothing, thinking about something, and then on the 11th day, I walked to the gate of the general’s mansion without wearing a gauze, opened the door, snatched Nangong Chen’s flowers, and threw them on the ground.

(End of this chapter)