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Perhaps it was because the last letter was filled with melancholy, but Li Jun's reply this time was very quick. Accompanying the letter was a young Turkic girl about ten years old, whose name was Worry Grass. Lijun said, the grass, lively and lovely, will certainly give me a monotonous life of fun.

When she first saw the grass, she was wearing a green foreign dress and green boots. It was a kind of green that could emit the aura of the prairie, with blue eyes, black hair that was braided into little braids that were draped over her shoulders, a head rope that was as green as grass, eagle-shaped earrings, and a small, rosy, white face that had been long grown under the sunlight. It seemed so pleasing to look at, and it made her want to reach out and touch it.

After speaking a few sentences in Turkic that I didn't understand, she walked up to me timidly, placed one hand on her chest, bowed slightly and said in broken Chinese:

"Esteemed wangfei, you are as noble as the guardian goddess of the Great Prairie."

I chuckled and took her hand.

"You're Worry Grass?"

The grass looked up at me with its head tilted to one side. The fear in its eyes gradually faded, and its expression became as cheerful as a little stream.

"Lady, when you smile, you are even more beautiful than Natalya."

"Oh? Who is Natalya? " I took her hand and walked slowly toward the back garden.

Hearing me ask about Natalya, Worry's expression became fascinated. He raised his face and muttered in a tone of admiration:

"Natalya is the Holy Maiden of the Great Prairie, the incarnation of the Goddess!"

In the palace, I have read many ancient texts about the pagans. Every race has their own gods, just as I believe in most of the people.

"Who taught you the Chinese language of the grass?" I asked casually, guessing that it must have been the Lijun Sect.

"It was taught by Natalya." Worry was still lost in the memory of Natalya.

Oh? So Natalya was not the god I imagined, but a living person? Someone who could make such an innocent and naive piece of grass hang by his mouth must not be simple, right? However, thinking about it, children were the easiest to admire, especially towards those who could teach her things. For example, when a child was young, they would adore their parents the most.

The grass was indeed lively and adorable, but in just half a day, they no longer had the timidity and strangeness of when they first arrived in a foreign country, and they quickly blended into the life of the Duke Jin's Mansion.

She was mischievous and adorable, full of curiosity about everything around her. She went to the garden to catch butterflies, to pick birds from the treetops, to steal the clothes of other palace maids, and was often caught red-handed by her mother-in-law. Whenever that happened, she would look at me with a pair of pitiful eyes, but I didn't want to criticize her too harshly.

Grandma always sighed helplessly and said:

"With this girl by her side, she will cause trouble sooner or later."

As a result, over the past few days, Grass had only learned the most basic of etiquette, but her Chinese was becoming more and more fluent.

In his leisure time, he took Chen to the back garden with him and carefully grew these plants every day. So far, he has not seen any flowers blooming, and couldn't help feeling anxious. When he woke up in the morning, he heard Yue Xin say that peonies had pulled the bud, so he couldn't help but come over to take a look.

After turning the corner of the corridor, he could see a garden of new green flowers in the distance. The flowers were flourishing and brimming with vitality as he walked around a few small flower gardens and up a pebbled path of flowers. Several zhang away was the Paeonia garden, and among the jade-like leaves, there were a few budding flower buds proudly standing there, exuding a faint shade of crimson.

"Huh?" Chen Zhuo and I exclaimed simultaneously. In the verdure of the garden, there was a jade-green woman walking slowly towards the garden of peonies, her light footsteps dancing in a strange dance, her swift steps, her slender and agile figure, her gorgeous, peacock like movements, her spirited face filled with vitality. Who else could she be?

He only thought that she was a naughty child, but he never thought that she could perform such a beautiful dance.

Chen, Chen, and I were stunned as we watched the grass approach the peony garden, suddenly graceful, enchanting like a green butterfly, suddenly light as a sparrow, leaping into the air. With a few twists and turns, the exquisite and delicate body spun rapidly, like a young horse galloping, bringing with it a trace of the rough aura of the prairie, and the surrounding green leaves gently rippled with the wind she brought, and in an instant the grass was right in front of us.

"Happy Grass greets esteemed wangfei!"

I saw her face blush a little and dance for half a day without changing her expression. It was obvious that she often performed this dance. I couldn't help but ask:

"The grass dance is really good. Who taught you that?"

"It was taught by Natalya, but not nearly 20% of the time." Natalya, and Natalya, what kind of woman was she? The dance of grass was extremely beautiful, but it was not even 20% of her level.

The small face that was covered in grass suddenly broke out into a smile that was like a flower. However, the smile disappeared completely. With tears in her eyes, she spoke faintly:

"This flower is about to bloom. In our Great Prairie, this type of flower is called Laiji Grass, and it's extremely difficult for it to survive. It's said that it was bestowed to the Great Prairie by Emperor Sui. Only, once you reach the Great Prairie, you will die."

The grass, the name obtained is excellent, the peony is suitable to grow under moist conditions, leave home to the Northern Desert, it is naturally difficult to survive. It seemed that the grass missed the Great Prairie.

"Why don't you dance a little bit more on the Great Prairie?" I took her hand and walked slowly toward the banana stand.

The homesickness in his eyes gradually faded, and like a child who liked to show off, he danced merrily within the pavilion. The silver bell tied around his ankle let out a melodious "ding" sound as it flew through the air. Even Chen Zhen couldn't help but dance with him.

In my heart, I had already gradually come up with an idea. Next month is the birthday of the empress, so it is still not too late to speed up the rehearsal.