Lord of Wolf Island

Chapter 8

"Tiny flower seeds, sprout and take root, stretch up your little arms and push away the soft soil, suck the nutrients into your body, let the sunshine on your little leaves, you'll become strong, welcome the wind and rain, and blossom beautifully when spring comes..."

Like a nursery rhyme full of magic, humming in a low voice, the slightly dry ground suddenly cracked a small c***k, and a tiny sprout seemed to be about to break through the floor, stretching the life the soil had nurtured.

A little green here, a little seedling there; in the large flower garden, a tiny seedling emerged like a newborn baby, delicate and proud of the sunny world.

Generally, once a flower seed is sown, it takes about three to seven days to awaken from the soil, and then it has to take more time before it can burrow out of the ground. But the flower seeds sown by Mu Wanqing herself, in less than half a day, were clamoring to leave the earth's warmth, scrambling to greet the owner who had planted them, afraid she would not see them.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, take your time; you can't grow too fast; you need to be well-fed so that your leaves get bigger and your roots don't leave the soil. You're all lovely children, and my love is the same; I don't show favoritism to anyone".

"Elena Manor" is huge, more than three acres as far as the eye can see; with the help of the enthusiastic islanders, they quickly removed the excess weeds, organized a few open spaces, and moderately trimmed the depressed trunks of the trees, so that the cypresses can be brought back to life. The walnut tree's foliage will no longer be so dense as to cover the sky.

At a glance, we can already see the initial results. However, there are fewer than a hundred flowers to welcome the spring of the delicate; the garden landscaping gradually becomes the outline of the young trees, a kind of under, which will be more flavorful.

Wood Wanqing deliberately let himself become busier by planting flowers and moving wood to soothe the chaotic mood and did not let external factors affect the calmness of the Heart Lake.

She moved up the slightly lower brim of her hat and involuntarily looked towards the study on the first floor, and unsurprisingly, the man in the wheelchair was at the window again, his cold gaze full of displeasure towards her.

To him, she had a feeling of fear and did not know why; she always felt that his eyes were too aggressive, day by day more and more intense, like to devour her. Of course, she also understood one thing: if not for his factor, the islanders would not have asked for help, helping her to weed and tidy up the land, fencing out one piece of land after another suitable for planting.

Yet, she was still afraid of him.

Stranger still, she was afraid of herself, too, and unknown emotions grew in her chest that she feared were the precursors to love, and she wasn't sure she could control her heart, which was as frightened as a snowshoe hare.

"... all right! Come on! Don't be naughty; you all have a chance to become Flower Genies, but be good and listen to me; take it step by step. It's not easy to cultivate the essence of a flower; some of you will fail, but you can't be discouraged; leave your hope in the seed; your next generation might get their wish..."

A silhouette approached, and Mu Wanqing had just stopped her conversation with Hana and looked at the unfriendly visitor.

"The second young master said that if you spend one more minute playing in the mud, he will immediately level the freshly prepared land and sprinkle it with lime and sulfur, so you won't be able to raise a single flower."

"There were indeed quite a few servants in Elena Manor, excluding Isabelle, the housekeeper, and John, the cook, the stable boy, the driver, the cleaner, the laundress... all together, there were more than twenty of them. Mu Wanqing had always wanted to get to know the other people working in the house, but at this point, she regretted what she had initially thought; she had imagined the Scottish people to be kind and welcoming, happy to share their joys. Unfortunately, she was too naïve, and the truth was too far from her imagination. Not many residents were willing to open their hearts, but most of them had a wait-and-see attitude; their cheerful smiles were faked, and the defensiveness in their eyes was chilling.

Especially the young girl in front of her, Jenny, the youngest daughter of Isabel and John, nineteen years old, with deep blue eyes, proud breasts, long slender legs, and a possessive crush on her master, Claes Mardzus.

"Don't think the Second Master is interested in you, and he's just boring and teasing you. Don't think you're unique; you're nothing compared to me." She is the one who is qualified to accompany the Second Young Master, not a skinny, meatless groundhog.

Without lifting her head, Mu Wanqing gently loosened the clumps of soil. "Jenny, you stepped on the watering hose."

Jenny's face flushed red, and she angrily kicked away the thick hose. "Who cares if you want to water the flowers? Did you hear what I said? The second young master is mine; don't you think you could throw yourself at him and get a lot of love from him? Every one of his women is prettier than you." She shouted furiously, whether the other party listened to her or not; her primary purpose was to show off, to declare her sovereignty, so that other women knew better and dared not rob the man she wanted. "Jenny, from seed to blossom, a flower needs a lot of patience to take care of; they will know your heart, return your beautiful smile, and live up to your love with all your heart." Flowers are sentimental and understand human nature.