"Is there any other kind of 'flower?'" Zhu Yu asked.
"Earlier matters you didn't experience firsthand, so maybe you haven't realized, but since you married, you've witnessed quite a bit.
By now, many 'flowers' have indeed bloomed, be it Dou Dajiang's fake cinnabar or the rumors of evil spirits in the military camp of Li State, or even the young men from Shuo Country who might have become nothing but bones.
If these matters weren't stopped in time, panic would spread everywhere, and by then, it would only take a final push to plunge the world into chaos." Lu Qing sighed gently, "When the tree wishes for peace, the wind does not cease. It forces even those without ambition to contrive for the peace of the world's people."
Zhu Yu felt a subtle shift in her heart.
Before marrying Lu Qing, she led a simple and dull life in Shuo Country, thinking it was an era of peace and prosperity. Although Shuo Country wasn't a wealthy vassal state, it was stable.
