Peony, The Flower Fairy
“Who are you?”
Yan Yan woke up from his fantasy and carefully watched Zhong Qing.
The woman was so beautiful that he could not hide his amusement to Zhong Qing.
There were old beliefs from the Royal that when a man would be amazed by a woman who's too beautiful in his eyes, he'd naturally be taking a hint of the heart.
Zhong Qing looked at the little boy in front of her.
If not for the information in her mind, she wouldn't think that this young and thin little boy with vigilant black eyes like a wolf was already 10 years old.
The other seven or eight-year-old children were taller than he was.
It was conceivable that in the past few years, this little boy was a former prince
who was an honorable man.
Women always had a natural feeling of pity for the small and weak and Zhong Qing was no exception.
If he was an adult, Zhong Qing would give him a suspicious look. But the little boy in front of her, she could only feel pity for him because of what he experienced in his entire life.
When she heard Yan Yan, she smiled at him.
Her actions and her words since Yan Yan saw her earlier brought shock to Yan Yan.
So, being playful, she let him know that she was real.
If her previous temperament was too dignified, misty, and suspicious to the people on the earth, suddenly she felt that her whole temperament that time was alive because of her action.
Zhong Qing looked at the Peony in front of the window. It already tuned back to its former appearance –
– a flower that would never blossom.
“You took care of me for five years, who do you think I am?”
The person in front of her was the reason why the Peony was in their house and brought by his mother which he took care of for five years. But at that moment, he was still confused.
"So, she's the Peony? Flower? A Flower Fairy?" Yan Yan thought.
Yan Yan’s face was more defensive. "What does she want from me?" He thought.
His face that he put while he was confused was like a cub that wanted milk
wanted milk from his mother and while grinning his teeth, he thought that he looked like a mad lion which had a very fierce face. But in fact, he looked like a little cat that was just too cute.
Zhong Qing light coughed, smiled, and said, “You do not have to worry, I owe you two people; you and your mother because you took care of me for five years. This time, I want to show gratitude to you."
"Gratitude?" Yan Yan thought and repeated these words to himself. Then, he looked at Zhong Qing and suddenly asked, "Can you let my mother live again?"
Zhong Qing: “…”
She shook her head.
"I'm sorry, I may be a fairy but I can't let your mother come back alive."
Yan Yan's face shifted into gloom and his eyes became dark. He asked again, “Then … Can you help me kill the me kill the Emperor and the Duc? And those who hurt me and my mother?"
Zhong Qing was shocked. She carefully looked Yan Yan again and realized that this child had a heavy hostile behavior!
When he spoke about killing others, he even had no trace of fear in his expression, not even hesitation. Obviously, this was what he really wanted and that his heart was full of anger.
Once again, she shook her head.
“After all, They are the Lord of the World. There are dragons protecting them. I and the elves couldn't hurt them and as for the rest of the people…
…I can’t be stained with blood.” She answered honestly.
Yan Yan's eyes completely calmed down.
He looked at Zhong Qing with mockery with the tone of his voice very sharp, "So, what can you do for me?"