Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 651
There are ten miles of peach forests, no miscellaneous trees in the middle, and a hundred steps between the banks.

Zhuge Liang stands barefoot in the peach grove, and his white and red clothes are flying in the wind in the rain of flowers all over the sky. The tip of his white hair is slightly covered with peach blossom powder, which makes his already indifferent face even more ethereal, noble and elegant. .

Even the air seems to have become an elegant and chic powder.

In front of Zhuge Liang, hundreds of pale golden butterflies suddenly appeared out of thin air and quickly gathered into a human shape.

The man's usually calm face was a bit strange at this moment, and the white feather fan was quickly called out from his hand, but the hand that was holding the handle of the fan loosened again - he planned to wait and see what happened.

At the same time, the white light of the butterflies flourished, and a woman with the same white hair as Zhuge Liang wore a golden crown, with red lips and pink cheeks, bright eyes and white teeth.She was wearing a white dress, and the end of the skirt was blue like the Peach Blossom River. From light to dark, the long sleeves were embroidered with fine silk with dreamy golden patterns like butterfly patterns, which shone golden from time to time. , like the alternating light and dark scales of a butterfly.Her amber eyes are so clear that there is no impurity in them, they are bright and translucent, but they can't be seen at a glance like the night, pure and nothingness, but they complement each other.

The arc of the woman's lips is flawless, and the emotion contained in the pair of water-sheared eyes does not know whether it is sadness or joy, exuding a mysterious and ethereal temperament originating from her soul, which is unpredictable, reserved and elegant.

What a beautiful woman with hibiscus in the distant mountains and shy flowers in the closed moon.

But it is strange that the spiritual power of this attribute has such a bright color.

Before Zhuge Liang could speak, Diao Chan reported her family name: "Diao Chan, the butterfly demon, came to repay the favor of Master Peach God."

Butterfly demon, repay your favor?Zhuge Liang looked at Diao Chan, and felt that the eyebrows and eyes were familiar, but overall he didn't think they were alike.

He tried to find the memory of this white butterfly demon from thousands of years, yes or no, he couldn't remember, probably no.

And the title of Peach God is even more absurd. He just didn't want to bow down to the official duties of the heavens, and only left a title of heavenly monarch, so he chose this peach grove to live in seclusion in the world, so he was passed down as the Peach God by the world. This name.

"Shu Liang can't recall the memories of the girl's family, can you please tell me?" As the only visitor in the past few hundred years, he still showed affection for this little butterfly demon.

Diao Chan still had an elegant and calm smile on her face, she bowed slightly: "Since the Immortal Lord doesn't remember, and Chan'er doesn't want to bother the Lord to remember things, she just came to repay her life-saving kindness."

"Oh? Then how does Miss Diaochan plan to repay her?" Although saving a little demon is just a matter of effort for him, he naturally doesn't mind getting the benefits that come to his door. For some reason, this kind of rather worldly thinking is seen in the eyes of this beauty. For the first time in a hundred years, a moment appeared like this.

What's the matter if the origin is unknown?How long has he not been wanton?Let's just be willful.

"Chan'er has no talent or virtue, and she is willing to be the maid of the fairy, just to live and die with the fairy."

"May you not regret it."

……

After Diao Chan came, she seemed to know a lot about fireworks in the world, adding a bit of vitality to this isolated paradise.

"Peach blossom petals are the main ingredient, followed by peach blossom stream water. Seasoned with nectar and auxiliary materials, brewed for seven to 49 days, you can get the best peach blossom brew."

Diao Chan smiled and scooped a spoonful of freshly brewed peach blossom wine from the wine tank purchased at the market, poured it into a cup, and handed it to Zhuge Liang who was sitting quietly at the side: "Please, my lord."

Zhuge Liang took it after hearing the words, and took a sip into his throat. The rich aroma of the wine and the floral aroma of peach blossom blended together in perfect proportion.

He looked at Diao Chan expectantly, and slightly curled his mouth: "It's a good wine."

Diao Chan lowered her eyes as if shy: "It is the greatest honor for this wine to be loved by the Immortal Lord."

"This statement is wrong, I should praise Miss Chan'er instead."

"Thanks to the love of the immortal king." Diao Chan still accepted Zhuge Liang's praise with courtesy.After so many months of companionship, she seemed to always look like that, seemingly elegant and friendly but actually well proportioned.

3
"I don't want the immortals to like reading materials in this world." Diao Chan's breathtaking glass-colored eyes rested on the book Zhuge Liang was reading beside him, covering his lips and chuckling at his sharp side face.

"Although it is an ordinary thing, if it can stand out from the crowd, it will have its finishing touch." Zhuge Liang looked away from the poetry collection, and looked into Diao Chan's smiling eyes: "What do you think of Chan'er?"

"What Xianjun said is very true. I still remember that Chan'er also dabbled in this when she was a child, and she also has the same experience as Xianjun."

Diao Chan slightly raised her eyes in thought, opened her lips and uttered a poem:
"Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one column thinks about Huanian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of a butterfly, and Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea, and the blue sky is warm and the jade smokes.

Can this feeling be turned into a memory?It was just at a loss. "

"Li Yishan's last work-"Jin Se"," Zhuge Liang said the title of the poem with his eyes narrowed, "I think Chan'er has studied a lot and has a lot of knowledge, so Chan'er is humble."

"Don't blame yourself, the fairy, Chan'er only knows a thing or two, so she can't compare to the fairy."

"." Zhuge Liang glanced at Diao Chan lightly, stopped replying, and closed his eyes to put away the complicated eyes.

4
Chang'an Street is full of traffic, crowds of people come and go, and there are all kinds of cries one after another. Children shuttle back and forth between the stalls on the street, playing back and forth, and Diao Chan bites a small half-moon-shaped mouth on the freshly baked peach blossom cake that he just bought. He quietly glanced at the serious man beside him.

At first, I just joked that I would go around the world with Xianjun and taste the fireworks in the world.Unexpectedly, Xianjun responded immediately, and then a pink light appeared, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw that with a few peach blossoms falling from her eyes, they had suddenly appeared in a deserted corner of Chang'an.

She naturally proposed to disguise her appearance and go to the street in a low-key manner, just like she usually does when she comes to the market to purchase by herself, so as not to cause trouble, but also to facilitate her actions.

But Zhuge Liang rejected her proposal, and she still can't find a reason to explain Xianjun's move.

There are countless men and women who have cast amazed or fiery gazes at the two of them along the way, but due to the fact that the two of them are completely as noble and refined as fairy couples, or the temperament they exude is too indifferent to the world, it is not necessary Like a mortal, no one dared to come forward to strike up a conversation from the beginning to the end.

Diao Chan asked herself that only when she was obedient to Zhuge Liang, her own flaws must be reported, and she laughed at herself as a snake and a scorpion.She prayed that no one would come up to offend her, after all, she has always been a bad person, and she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself.

In the end, it was the colorless daring who came to harass and harass Diao Chan in front of the two, only to see the greasy ruffian throw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, didn't even bother to step on it, and then casually After spitting out smoke and phlegm, she moved her greasy body over to touch Diao Chan's waist.

Unexpectedly, Diao Chan tilted her body slightly calmly, just dodging the ruffian's obscenity.

Diao Chan's dignified demeanor remained the same on the surface, as if she didn't see it.But from the corner of her eyes, she had already noticed that the fat man's behavior made her sick, his eyebrows were light and shabby, and the cold killing intent was imperceptibly condensed between his eyebrows and eyes.

It's just that in an instant, a strange golden light quietly appeared between her fingers.If you look carefully, you can find a faint purple in the gold.

When she was about to let this man die silently, the person beside her suddenly said, "Chan'er, stop."

After hearing this, Diao Chan quickly withdrew her spiritual power, and her pale golden eyes were full of disbelief.

She never thought that Zhuge Liang would take care of such a boring matter.

On the other side, Zhuge Liang grabbed the ruffian's arm, his peach-colored eyes were filled with a biting chill: "Please respect my female companion."

The ruffian had his hand bone broken by Zhuge Liang's hand strength, and he was in so much pain that he wanted to yell at him, but unexpectedly found that his mouth seemed to be blocked and he couldn't utter a word.The flushed face is no different from that of a monkey.

He knew that this person was probably someone who could not be offended, so he gave Zhuge Liang an unconvinced look, and ran away like a mouse in three steps at a time.

Diao Chan watched all this coldly, and a voice echoed in her mind: This bug stared at my brother Kong Ming.

A violent shadow of prey flashed through those eyes that seemed to be always gentle, she swiped her onion finger down, and a very thin golden light stabbed at the ruffian who hadn't run far from the ground.Then he resumed his flawless smile as if nothing had happened, and continued to introduce all kinds of things in the world to Zhuge Liang.

But she didn't catch the fleeting complexities in Zhuge Liang's eyes. Is it helplessness, surprise, or pain?
Three minutes later, the ruffian screamed like crazy, and someone screamed when they saw him.At this time, he was bleeding from all seven orifices, and there was a hideous eye-like wound on his back that was constantly expanding, and the blood flowed like a column.
……

5
Although Diao Chan's elegant smile and decent manners did not dislike Zhuge Liang, they often made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"May I ask what the fairy is doing with Chan'er?" Diao Chan smiled and looked at the fairy who saw her.

Zhuge Liang sighed softly, stretched out his slender fingers and tapped Diao Chan's forehead: "Chan'er is always like this, it makes me not very happy."

Diao Chan was taken aback by Zhuge Liang's slightly ambiguous/ambiguous actions, and immediately realized: "Is Chan'er dissatisfied with Xianjun?"

"How long have you been with me?"

"Return to Xianjun, a total of seven years."

"Although these seven years are just quicksand between our fingers, you and I shouldn't always respect each other like a guest. Friendship naturally exists."

He is a god. Although Diao Chan's lifespan is not as good as Zhuge Liang's, he is also a royal lineage of the butterfly demon, a long-lived and powerful butterfly demon.The time the two can spend is endless.

"So Xianjun thinks Chan'er"

"From now on Chan'er, don't always be too reserved. You can express your emotions, anger, sorrows and joys." He paused and coughed dryly, "And you can laugh like this."

Under Diao Chan's blank gaze, Zhuge Liang stretched out his finger and raised the corner of her mouth. Although this expression was funny to Diao Chan, who was always elegant and reserved, he didn't take it seriously: "It's like this."

He transformed into a bronze mirror, looked at Diao Chan's gradually solidified smile, and secretly added a smile to his usually calm face, he paused, and added with a slight smile: "If Chan'er wants to, she can call My name is Kong Ming."

Diao Chan was obviously stunned, she already knew Zhuge Liang's words, and she responded with a smile on her face, "If the Immortal Lord likes it, Chan'er will definitely make the Immortal Lord happy. "

Noticing Zhuge Liang's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, she smiled and changed her original sentence, "What Brother Kong Ming expects is what Chan'er is trying to achieve."

A title full of ambiguity just because of two extra words, Zhuge Liang was slightly distracted, after savoring the meaning of this title carefully, a faint pink color appeared in the base of his ears, but he still nodded in response: "Ruo Chan My son wishes, you can call me like this in the future."

Diao Chan had a panoramic view of Zhuge Liang's reaction, and there was a genuine smile in her eyes, she raised her red lips and said with a smile: "Cicada must be joking with you." Fan added, "Since it is the fairy king's request that Chan'er admits that calling 'Kong Ming' is the most appropriate, I beg you to accept Chan'er's temporary capriciousness."

".Um."

The moment when she saw her own funnyness, of course, she couldn't avoid some embarrassment and shame, and she would naturally be happy when she got the unexpected permission, but the self-mockery and despair gushing out from the bottom of her heart made her wake up as if she had been hit in the head.

Without his calm appearance, he would definitely be disgusting.

……

In March and April, the peach blossoms are full of branches, competing for splendor and fragrance.

Diao Chan changed into a tube top dress with light pink sleeves and gold trim for a rare occasion, and wore a simple white pearl floral hairpin on her head. She stood alone and her face was soft and warm like the spring breeze kissing all things.A little powder was applied between her delicate eyebrows and a few peach blossom petals were dotted between her brows, and her smiling Qiushui eyes were clear and bright, like a Yiren walking out of a painting.A few golden butterflies flapped their wings beside her, adding a bit of playfulness to the gentleness.

Holding a peach-patterned oil-paper umbrella, she walked into Zhuge Liang who was resting on a branch, and said with a smile, "Kong Ming."

Zhuge Liang's sleep has always been very light, and the displeasure of being woken up was smoothed out by the smile of the beautiful girl in front of him.

He got up and jumped under the tree, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Now is the time when flowers bloom most vigorously in the world. Chan'er doesn't want you to miss the beauty of this early morning and early spring, so I have to interrupt your rest." The more Diao Chan spoke, the more confident she became, and she lowered her head aggrieved.

"I'm not angry." Even Zhuge Liang was tired of looking at this world, but at this moment he just wanted to pamper this little butterfly demon and didn't want to go against her wish.

"That's good." Diao Chan held Zhuge Liang's arm with a smile, her sweet smile was a little playful.

"." Zhuge Liang was slightly surprised by Diao Chan's very misleading action, but the somewhat unconscious joy in his heart was as sweet as a child who had never eaten candy secretly tasted candy.

Seeing that Zhuge Liang didn't resist her transgression, her smile became more gentle and charming, and she said coquettishly, "Chan'er doesn't want Kong Ming to waste mana for no reason, please forgive me for being with Chan'er."

After finishing speaking, she raised her bare hand, and countless platinum butterflies were born and sprang out from her hand, and then quickly enveloped her and Zhuge Liang, gradually forming a golden ball of light.

Zhuge Liang narrowed his long and narrow Danfeng eyes, he felt that Diao Chan seemed to be suppressing something.

When Zhuge Liang watched Diao Chan's toes move forward, and the waist was thrown back with the inertia of the pink sleeves, he could feel his body lighten and shuttle at an extremely fast speed, or rather a flash.

This is really because the perception of the gods is too strong. In fact, the sense of flight is only at that moment. Diao Chan turned around and retracted the pink sleeves that had been flung out. ended and ended.

The butterflies scattered in all directions, turning into streaks of tiny golden lights that pierced into Diao Chan's slender fingers.

(End of this chapter)