When Minos returned from court, he was greeted by the heartwarming scene of a mother and her children enjoying themselves. A gentle smile graced his handsome, refined face. He had plucked a perfectly bloomed blue rose and strolled over. "A flower for a beauty, Luoluo."
Sang Luo turned her head and caught the scent of the rose. Taking the flower from his hand, she inhaled its fragrance deeply and smiled. "You're quite talented at tending to these flowers. I used to enjoy growing some at home, but they always ended up withering. I just don't have the skill or patience."
"If you like them, you can dig up a few from the garden to grow yourself. There are plenty of flowers in the garden."
