Purple Spring Orchid

After the door closed, Zhao Changge pulled out several old flower pots from under the bed. Then, she took out the three newly bought spring orchids from the bamboo basket, her gaze landing on the Purple Spring Orchid.

She hesitated, not daring to touch it.

She was afraid the same thing that happened at noon would occur again—disappearing the moment she touched it.

Thinking of the situation at noon, she immediately turned around, took two handkerchiefs from the cabinet, and wrapped them around her hands. Then, she first tried touching another green spring orchid.

She could touch it; nothing happened!

Zhao Changge was overjoyed. Finally, she carefully reached her hand toward the Purple Spring Orchid.

If something happened again, she wouldn't know where to find another such flower!

Carefully touching it... still nothing unusual!

Zhao Changge breathed a sigh of relief, quickly uprooting the Purple Spring Orchid from its old pot and planting it into a new one.

With this done, the remaining pots of flowers were much easier to handle.

She selected the plants she liked from the pile she had bought and potted them one by one.

After potting ten flowers, plus the four old ones, she had a total of fourteen pots of flowers, which looked beautiful when placed together.

Looking at her handiwork, Zhao Changge felt a deep sense of accomplishment. She stretched her arms, then bent down to select some more plants to bring into her space.

Once selected, she placed them separately under the bed, planning to transfer them to the space tonight.

Finally, she began arranging the position of each pot.

The Purple Spring Orchid was placed in the most eye-catching spot.

Looking at it, Zhao Changge breathed a sigh of relief—it was finally complete.

Her gaze swept over the pots, finally resting on the vibrant green spring orchid.

Earlier, when she tried with the handkerchief, the flower disappeared. Now without the handkerchief, could she try again?

With this thought, Zhao Changge unwrapped the handkerchief from her wrist and reached out to touch the petals of the green spring orchid.

After waiting for a moment, the potted flower remained unchanged. Immediately, she touched every single pot except for the Purple Spring Orchid.

Seeing that the flowers remained completely unaffected, Zhao Changge could only sigh, "What kind of flowers does this space actually want?"

Her gaze suddenly fell back on the Purple Spring Orchid. Perhaps she should try to find a few more like this? After all, this one couldn't be moved for now.

At this moment, Chunhua's voice came from outside the door, reminding her:

"Young Miss, it's time to go to Madam's courtyard for dinner."

The maid, seeing her young miss stay in the room alone for nearly an hour, couldn't help but worry.

Hearing this, Zhao Changge suppressed her eagerness to experiment further, thinking there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Only, she had to be more careful from now on. If the space suddenly swallowed something it shouldn't, she would be in big trouble!

As the owner of such a heaven-defying treasure like a space, she could only be more cautious.

Especially after she had confirmed the relationship between her teacher and Prince Xian.

***

The next morning, when Zhao Changge woke up, Chunhua served her breakfast and whispered in her ear:

"Young Miss, the gatekeeper brought a lot of books for Teacher Ning today!"

Chunhua knew her young miss loved reading all kinds of books, so she made a point to mention it.

"A lot?"

"A whole carriage full. They say Teacher Ning's study is already packed to the brim."

As Zhao Changge's head maid, Chunhua could easily gather news from the other maids.

Hearing this, Zhao Changge immediately thought of her teacher telling her to make a choice yesterday.

Could it be... these books were prepared for her?

But they only mentioned it yesterday. How could there be so many books today?

Where did they come from?