Phi-Fic Chapter 442 The "Flower Clock" of Prince Dun's Mansion 2
Chapter 442 The "Flower Clock" of Prince Dun's Mansion 2
At 9:00 PM, the epiphyllum slowly unfolds its elegant petals, a brief yet stunning display, performing its final song of life in the night.
This "ephemeral flower" was found by my daughter in a tropical rainforest in the Southern Qiang Kingdom.
Moreover, the plants in his own garden were grown with diluted "divine water" given to him by his daughter.
Each flower in this "flower clock" embodies the daughter's hard work and ingenuity.
They bloom in their season, like messengers of time, quietly telling the story of the years.
Therefore, he also built a 1,000-square-meter greenhouse in his mansion so that the flowers could "move" there in the winter.
On the outer side of this garden, there is also the blooming season of the main flower in December.
They are also scattered throughout the garden, forming a beautiful scenic view.
January is the month when plum blossoms bloom.
Especially the wintersweet, which braves the snow and frost, its golden petals stand out even more brightly against the backdrop of white snow.
A subtle fragrance permeated the crisp air, adding a touch of warmth to the cold winter.
Every winter, the princess would lead people to collect snow from the plum blossoms in this plum grove.
Sometimes they pick plum blossoms to make pastries.
The daughter-in-law, along with her people, picked plum blossoms to make face cream, soap, and perfume.
In February, camellias bloom in splendor, their large flowers, some red and some pink, covering the branches.
The petals, layer upon layer, display endless vitality and energy amidst the chilly spring air.
In March, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, covering the trees like clouds and rosy hues. A gentle breeze blows, and the petals fall one after another.
It was as if a pink rain of flowers had fallen, carpeting the paths of the Prince's Palace with a romantic floral tapestry.
Underneath the peach trees in his family's peach grove, there are buried peach blossom wines, all of which were brewed by his princess and daughter-in-law with the help of others.
The longest has been three years, he thought, glancing at everyone without leaving a trace.
This peach blossom wine couldn't be revealed, she thought to herself with a touch of pride, but continued listening to Cuiwei, who managed the garden, introduce everyone to the flowers in the garden.
In late May and early June, the entire peach orchard resembles an overturned rouge box, with layers of pink, white, and crimson.
The heavy fruit weighed down the branches, making them bend and droop, as if telling the earth about the joy of a bountiful harvest.
The ripe peaches, covered in a thin layer of fuzz, gleamed warmly in the sunlight, like crystal-clear jade cups filled with sweetness.
This peach grove also brought in additional income for the Prince's mansion.
In April, peonies are in full bloom, their flowers large and vibrant, some as red as fire, some as pink as the sunset, and some as white as snow.
Exuding elegance and nobility, it undoubtedly became the focal point of the garden.
Whenever the peonies bloom, his princess invites several close friends to the garden to paint.
In May, pomegranate flowers bloom red like the blazing sun, burning brightly among the lush green leaves. Their vibrant colors and passionate blooms seem to tell the story of summer's passion.
As the heatwave gradually subsides at the end of August, the pomegranate trees begin to shed their lush summer green.
The green fruits, originally hidden among the branches and leaves, were quietly tinged by the autumn sun, slowly turning from a greenish emerald color into a rouge red.
By September, the entire garden seemed to be ablaze with clusters of dancing flames.
The branches were laden with heavy pomegranates, bending the sturdy branches low, like little lanterns with blushing faces.
A ripe pomegranate has a smooth, satin-like skin with a warm, lustrous sheen.
Some even cracked open, revealing translucent fruit pieces that shone like dazzling rubies.
If you bring it close and take a sniff, the sweet fruity aroma mixed with a hint of fruity acidity will waft over you, attracting butterflies and bees to flock to it.
The ripe pomegranates burst open with a "pop," and the ruby-like seeds eagerly poked their heads out.
The air is filled with an intoxicating sweet fragrance, as if telling the story of a bountiful harvest.
Every year at this time, the princess and her daughter-in-law would lead people to pick pomegranates and use the seeds to make fruit wine.
This pomegranate wine is also a specialty of my daughter's Quanjulou restaurant.
In June, the lotus flowers stand tall and graceful, their pink petals and tender yellow stamens complementing each other in the rippling pond.
"Rising from the mud yet remaining unstained, cleansed by the clear ripples yet not becoming seductive," exuding a fresh and refined temperament.
The lotus flowers in the pond now were all planted by my daughter. These varieties not only have a long flowering period, but their petals are also large.
Not to mention the lotus seeds, they have such a wonderful fragrance.
Whether used to make tea or porridge, it tastes especially delicious.
But the best thing was the spicy and sour lotus root slices, which he especially liked.
As I thought about it, my mouth involuntarily produced a lot of saliva.
In July, the crape myrtle flowers bloomed in a sea of color; these flowers were all found by my daughter in a tribe in the Southern Qiang Kingdom.
The slender petals cluster together to form large flower balls.
Pale purple, rose red, pink—a vibrant array of colors, swaying gracefully in the summer sun.
My daughter said that the flowers, leaves, and roots of the crape myrtle have effects such as clearing heat and detoxifying, cooling blood and stopping bleeding, and reducing inflammation and relieving itching.
However, he never mentioned these things, but he was sure that if he did, it would be obvious.
Chu Xiong will definitely bring those people from the Imperial Hospital and clear out his family's forest.
In August, the air is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms, their delicate golden flowers hidden among the leaves, swaying gently in the breeze.
The aroma was intoxicating, and the entire palace was immersed in its sweet fragrance.
In September, chrysanthemums come in all shapes and sizes: red, yellow, white, and purple; some resemble hydrangeas, while others look like strands of hair.
Standing proudly in the autumn wind, it displays an indomitable character.
The youngest son is a master of pretense; these past two years, he's always brought his gang of "rascals" to the mansion during this season to pretend to be refined scholars, reciting poems and composing verses.
When they leave, those "bastards" will take a lot of flowers with them, and just thinking about it makes his chest heave.
In October, the hibiscus flowers are beautiful and charming, with white or light pink blossoms when they first open.
As time goes by, it gradually turns deep red, changing three times a day, a truly breathtaking sight.
In November, camellias bloom again, their blossoms even more vibrant in the increasingly chilly air, adding a bright splash of color to the bleak winter days.
In December, the daffodils, with their delicate, jade-like petals, stand gracefully in the clear water.
The pure white petals paired with yellow stamens create a fresh and elegant look, like a fairy descending to earth.
There are also roses, peonies, azaleas, and more...
It was also because of this garden that her daughter-in-law's shops were doing incredibly well.
Perfume balm, soap, face powder, perfume, essential oil, lip balm (lipstick).
Various flower teas, various flower cakes, and flower-filled dumplings.
Those goods are in high demand and short supply.
The Duke of Zhenguo grabbed the Imperial Tutor: "Mu Yanyan, you're being unfair! Is this the garden you were talking about?"
His loud, booming voice immediately pulled Cang Nanxi back from his thoughts.
What's he doing now? He was the one who said he didn't like these "girly" things.
He remembered that when the imperial tutor asked him, he himself said that expanding the garden would be less efficient than expanding his martial arts arena.
But what's with this jealous and envious look on their faces now?
The brother-in-law also joined in the clamor, saying he wanted to invite his daughter to his house to renovate his family's garden.
As the group was arguing, Dongfang Jin's voice came from another direction: "Kids, are you ready? I'm about to start catching them!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Dongfang Jin leading Yu Ying and others, playing "Eagle Catches Chicks" with several children.
The Duke of Fuguo took the lead and walked in that direction, and the others hurriedly followed behind.
Upon hearing Ruyi's reminder, Dongfang Jin handed over the role of "eagle" to Lüying and turned to walk towards his uncle.
"Hello, Uncle." Dongfang Jin greeted him politely.
The Duke of Fuguo pointed to the garden and exclaimed, "You little girl, you've really made your uncle look at you in a new light."
The sourness in his tone was as if he had fallen into a vat of vinegar.
As the people behind him approached one after another, Dongfang Jin stepped forward to greet them in turn.
The Duke of Zhenguo stepped forward, looked at Dongfang Jin, and said with a hint of bitterness, "Girl, this old man really loves this garden."
Look, both of my wives are lovers of flowers.