Eighteen Years After the General's Death

Qingfeng Li is dead. He died in the seventh year after he returned to the capital. In the ten years that he was well known and compiled into the storybook, he had great military exploits and high spirits, which were magnificent and magnificent that cannot be described in words. But the dull girl who traveled with him embarked on this journey again after the death of the beloved general, and only then felt the young general's subtle and delicate confession. "Ye Zi, are these the flowers Tahari gave you?" The girl held her head and picked up the flowers to play with. "Yes, this is a gardenia." "I remember Qingfeng Li also gave me something like this. I'll look for it later." The girl rummaged around in her pocket and took out a hairpin, a gardenia hairpin made of sterling silver. "The general is really attentive. Lord Shadow, do you know that the flower language of gardenia is promise and love?" "Is there such a thing?" The girl put the hairpin back into her pocket, "But Qingfeng Li probably doesn't know about it, I haven't heard him say it." "Really?" Ye Zi looked at the gardenia in his hand. As a general who also likes flowers, how could he not know the flower language of gardenia?