The officials watched as the flowers bloomed on their shoulders.
"With flowers on your head, you're a sissy."
"There are so many flowery things in the Divine Realm. This is even a little flower." One of the ministers flicked the flowers on his shoulder.
Lord Jiang took a glance but didn't say anything.
However, his hands kept spreading out. Not only did he spread them out, but he also grabbed his stepfather, Lord Fang, and spread them out.
When the number of divine flowers dwindled, they heard a palace servant hurriedly running over. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his eyes were shockingly bright.
"Picking up flowers! Picking up flowers! It can cure all diseases!"
"The blind and crippled outside the palace are all fine!"
"Lord Zhang, your mother, who is on her last breath in your residence, has already jumped up from the hospital bed. She's still picking flowers everywhere outside." The palace maid shouted in a suppressed voice.
Ministers?
