Upon entering the wooden door, a rich fragrance and moisture immediately assaulted her face, and behind her, Xiao Zhi closed the door and quietly disappeared.
Nangong Yi released Cai Wei's hand and seemed to turn aside to light the lamp.
Cai Wei vaguely sensed that she had entered a room; the lighting suddenly dimmed quite a bit, but the strong fragrance helped her deduce what kind of place this was.
Sure enough, the eight colored glaze lamps at the entrance were lit one by one by Nangong Yi, and Cai Wei's vision suddenly became stunningly bright.
This place indeed was a flower room, even larger than the small garden Cai Wei used for growing flowers in space. At a glance, lush greenery dotted with blooming flowers spread out unevenly, with vines hanging and decorated with artificial mountains and flowing water. A few birds, startled by the lights, chirped as they flitted past the vines, making it feel as if she had suddenly fallen into a serene mountain valley.