"Um."

Duan Liuyang nodded, "But I don't know this kind of flower."

"I have been to that mountain several times with my father, and the flowers grow near there."

"The flowers are small and very beautiful. I took two plants back to raise them. They were kept alive, but the taste became different."

Duan Liuyang pursed his lips, took the box from Feng Jiuer's hand, brought it close to his nose, and smelled it.

"I'm sure it smells good. It's the smell of wild flowers in the mountains."

"You said that if you take the flowers home and grow them, they won't have the same taste?"

Feng Jiuer's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyes a little hollow.

"Um."

Duan Liuyang nodded again.

She looked at the thoughtful Feng Jiu'er and asked in a low voice: "Jiu'er, do you also want to use this spice to make rouge?"

"If it's suitable, I can go pick some and bring them back for you to see. It's not too far from Tianya Peak. You can get there in three days on horseback."

Feng Jiuer calmed down and raised her eyes to look at Duan Liuyang.

"I want to know now, what kind of flower is this?"

"Now?"

Duan Liuyang frowned, "Jiu'er, where should we look for him now?
Chapter completed!