She first reassured, saying, "Don't worry, maybe my silly husband is just too busy to think of me right now."
A ruo shook her head violently, like a rattle drum.
"No way, Your Majesty's husband thinks about you every day. At the most, he can make twenty flowers bloom in a day, and on the least, there are still five or six."
"It's rare for there to be three days without blooming; it's definitely not his fault. It must be A ruo not taking good care of the Xiangsi Tree."
A ruo lowered her head in self-blame.
Jing Jia pressed her lips and formed a spell with her hands, gathering mana.
She sensed the Xiangsi Tree from the top to the root.
Then she withdrew the spell and smiled.
"It's alright, it was when that Weasel Demon escaped last time that it broke the spiritual energy link with the Xiangsi Tree."
"Run to the mortal world for me and get a strand of my husband's hair. Plant it again under the tree roots, and we can see it bloom again."
