Chapter 40: Poetry Xing Dafa

After the meal, the little maid took the baby dragon to play games, and after Xiao Zhe had planned the next schedule, he lay comfortably on the brand-new bedding, and fell asleep in a short while.

Not knowing how long he slept, Xiao Zhe only felt that he was on top of a volcano that was erupting, and a fiery wave of air rushed over his face. He was so uncomfortable that he could not help but opened his eyes.

At this time it was dawn, Doudou was lying on his chest, curled up into a small ball, sleeping soundly.

The little guy's mouth spewed out from time to time the heat with sparks, making Xiao Zhe dumbfounded.

The child's growth rate is too fast, but in his impression, the dragon race has always been slow to develop. It takes at least several decades to grow from a young dragon to a young dragon.

Maybe it was the mental power that I fed to Baby Dragon, which accelerated her growth.

Carefully put Peas in a wooden tub aside-this is made of wood that can effectively insulate heat to prevent the little guy from inadvertently lighting her bed.

Without disturbing the succubus maid who was happily immersing in housework, Xiao Zhe came to the courtyard of the lord's mansion.

This place has not been completely cleaned up yet, after all, the time is too short. There are some unused building materials in the corner of the courtyard.

"My lord, good morning!" Xiao An, the follower, didn't know where he got out of, with a flattering smile. "I wonder if the adult slept well last night?"

"Fortunately, what are you doing with this expression?" Xiao Zhe looked at his butler's malicious expression, a little speechless.

"Hey, do you still need to talk about it?" Xiao An's face was grinning, "Men understand", winking.

"Okay, let's get down to business!" The Lord Lord held the impulse of a kick on his face and waved his hand. "How was the matter that you asked you to inquire about yesterday?"

"I've asked the adult." When it comes to business, Xiao An becomes more serious. "The old village chief is an old man with one eye missing. He said that there is a large flower field near the village."

"Oh? That's really good news!" Xiao Zhe was delighted. It was a delight to open the door. "Take me to take a look. I don't have much time to trade with the elves, so we must hurry up."

Xiao An didn't dare to neglect, and led the Viscount Master to the flower field that the old village chief said.

The flower field is located on the periphery of the fairy forest, but on the other side, so Xiao Zhe didn't see it when he entered the forest last time.

This is a flower he has never seen before, and in the memory of the original owner, these flowers have a charming fragrance. It can be seen everywhere in the Violet Kingdom. Many girls who love beauty like to pick these flowers, make them into sachets, and carry them with them.

Seeing this flower field covering dozens of acres in size, Xiao Zhe was very excited. The most important materials for making perfume are available, and then you can make it by hand.

Controlling the wind blade, cut down the flower branches, and put them together with mental strength, neatly placed.

It's not the first time Xiao An has seen a lord use magic, so it's no surprise.

Seeing the blooming branches keep rising, Xiao Zhe suddenly remembered a poem he had learned in his previous life, and couldn't help reading it out:

"If you have flowers, you must be folded. Don't wait for branches without flowers."

He just said casually, unexpectedly, Xiao An who was beside him widened his eyes and looked at Lord Lord in surprise.