Peach Blossom Song

Xiao Yuan felt that it was like a dream.

She planted a peach tree many lives ago, and that peach tree became a spirit. Thousands of years later, they fell in love, practiced together, became immortals together, and stayed together forever.

This is how deep fate.

The little tiger was happy and excited, hugged Junyao at once, and said very domineeringly: "Ayao is my child bride-in-law, the tree I planted, the fairy dew I watered, I was, is, and will always be my daughter-in-law." of!"

Jun Yao only knew that her life belonged to A Yuan, but she never thought that even her life was bestowed by A Yuan.Xiao Yuan hugged her tightly, unwilling to relax at all.Jun Yao also hugged her and said, "It's yours."

Xiao Yuan couldn't sit still happily, turned into a little tiger, and threw Jun Yao down to kiss him, but he still couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart.Jun Yao touched her and said, "Stay away, Ah Yuan."

It has been many lifetimes, but my disposition has not changed.After she finished speaking, she became tender-hearted, hugged the little tiger, and touched her ears. She was always such a dumb guy from the beginning to the end.

The little tiger was very happy at first, with his head stuck to Junyao's neck and his two paws around her.But she suddenly thought that if she hadn't passed away so quickly, and could watch A Yao give birth to spiritual wisdom, build a foundation and form a pill, and then transform into form, it would be great for them to practice together.

When she watched it, she didn't feel that the monk was her, as if she was watching a play in which the lives of other people were being acted out.However, when she thought about it at this moment, she actually entered it.

She can feel the anticipation of waiting for the peach pits to germinate and grow small saplings, the patience and love when watering the small peach trees to loosen the soil and catch bugs, and the joy of the peach trees growing up.

Such a picture appeared in Xiao Yuan's mind.Although the battle at Buzhou Mountain was tragic, she and her senior brothers were only injured, not life-threatening, and the aura of heaven and earth was not damaged, and they were able to heal their injuries with luck.She poured the fairy dew on Ayao, built a hut on Luojia Mountain, and took care of her peach trees while healing her wounds.

Taoshu got the celestial dew, gave birth to wisdom, and was able to talk, so she said to her, "I'll name you Junyao, okay?"

A Yao shook the branch and agreed.

Then they practiced together, gave Ayao all the good things they got, and promised each other for life when Ayao took shape.

In this way, they can be together thousands of years earlier.They have been able to be together forever, and the days of being together are endless, but Xiao Yuan still wants something more, more than forever.

The little tiger was engrossed in his thoughts, and did not come back to his senses until Jun Yao pushed her away.She looked at Jun Yao, and suddenly realized that what she wanted to do for A Yao was exactly what A Yao did for her.

"Let's look at the next life." Jun Yao said.

The little tiger nodded, gathered around the ancient mirror, and activated his consciousness.

A picture began to appear on the mirror, and the little tiger was stunned for a while, but saw that the person in the mirror was still a monk.

She was in a dark place, sitting on the ground, cross-legged in meditation.The little tiger took a closer look, only to realize that her soul was damaged and was healing herself.She was seriously injured in the battle at Buzhou Mountain, and it is reasonable to hurt her soul.The little tiger figured it out as soon as he thought about it.

A damaged soul cannot enter reincarnation. It needs to be healed in the underworld before it can drink Mengpo soup, cross the Naihe bridge, and go to the next life.

It seems that this is the underworld.

I don't know how long it will take for her to heal her wounds. Little Tiger watched for a while, and was sitting in a dark place with his eyes closed, a monk meditating seriously, a little distracted.

Immortals don't need to sleep, but once every three days, the little tiger remembers firmly, and her fruit, which she will pick once ripe in a thousand days.Apart from these two things, she and Jun Yao always stood in front of the ancient mirror.

The days of immortals are boundless, as if they can be squandered wantonly without feeling distressed.Xiao Yuan likes Junyao being together, as long as he can be with Junyao, doing anything is very interesting.

It's just that the monk didn't move. She was seriously injured, and it took a long time to heal her damaged soul.Xiao Yuan pushed back the time.After pushing back for an unknown amount of time, the monk finally stood up.

A ghost in white clothes and a white hat with a long red tongue hopped over and said, "After recuperating for 3000 years, I can finally reincarnate."

He was not polite at all, his tone was cold, as if he had been soaked in cold water.

Xiao Yuan didn't care about his rudeness, but thought that 3000 years would pass by.However, whether it is a fairy or a demon, time is always more abundant, and she is not very surprised.

Jun Yao who was beside her suddenly grabbed her paw, her hand was shaking.

She is nervous.Although the little tiger didn't know why A Yao was nervous, he still leaned over and licked the back of her hand to comfort her.

The monk in the mirror only nodded to the tongue-long head, and let him go.

Po Meng prepared the soup and waited for the reincarnated people under the Naihe Bridge.The monk drank the soup and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, a white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the scene changed.

It turned into a large house with luxurious furnishings, but upon closer inspection, they were all a little old.

A woman's painful groans and groans could not be heard.The little tiger heard this voice for some reason, and thought it sounded familiar.After a while, a baby's cry sounded in the room.

The little tiger knew that she was born.

A woman was holding a baby, smiling happily: "Congratulations, beauty."

The baby was in the swaddle, whining and crying.

The exhausted mother was lying on the couch, her face was covered with sweat, and her temple hair was already wet. When she heard the woman's words, she showed a weak smile. Just as she was about to look at the child, the woman continued: "It's a princess. .”

The mother's pale cheeks suddenly darkened, and her eyes were full of disappointment, which could almost be called despair.

The little tiger's eyes also dimmed, and he said aggrievedly: "She doesn't like me." She was rejected by her mother since she was born.

Jun Yao recalled the little Han King's lonely appearance back then, and her heart ached so much, she comforted her: "Ah Yuan is the best, she doesn't know that Ah Yuan is good."

The little tiger nodded solemnly: "Ah Yuan is good." He also hoped in his heart that when she grows up, the mother in the mirror knows how good she is, and will like her.

But the mother in the mirror is obviously not an ordinary woman.

Her despair didn't last for too long, and she quickly said firmly: "I gave birth to a prince."

The woman was startled when she heard this.

There are not many maidservants in the room, besides the woman, there are three other maidservants. Hearing this, she was frightened, but only one person stood up and said: "The beauty said she is the prince, so she is the prince."

After finishing speaking, she walked up to the woman, and said again: "Wen Po, you must control your mouth." As she spoke, she took out a brocade pouch from her sleeve, which was bulging, and the little tiger took a closer look. Through the thin cloth on the outside, you can see the gold inside.

The kit was stuffed into the hand of Wen Po, and it was heavy, but Wen Po didn't dare to accept it, she knelt down and cried, "This is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor, how dare you accept it?"

The little tiger was very disappointed seeing this place. His mother in this life was very snobbish and wanted a prince.The concubine wants the prince, what else can she do besides win favor?

The little tiger looked displeased, Jun Yao comforted her, and she felt better.

In the mirror, the beauty is so skillful that she has subdued Wen Po and the remaining two court ladies, and accompanied her through the muddy water.

The emperor came late, but he was quite happy to see the baby, holding it in his hands and looking at it for a long time.Fortunately, it was winter, and the baby was wrapped in thick swaddling clothes, and no one opened it to take a look, but it really got away.

The emperor looked at it for a long time, and said, "This son is Xiao Zhen." He promoted the beauty to Jieyu as a reward.

Jieyu's excitement was suppressed in her heart, her face was flattered, and she was talking to the emperor.

The emperor is a busy man. After seeing the little prince, he left.

The prince Xingba, everyone in the palace called her Balang.

The little tiger was bored at first, but gradually became fascinated.Balang was very favored by the emperor. When he was one year old, the emperor called a Taoist priest to pray for the prince.

The Taoist said that the prince has the air of an emperor.

The emperor was overjoyed, and gave the Taoist a generous gift, and loved Balang even more.

Intrigues in the palace are indispensable, and when Hachiro was favored, he blocked the way of her predecessors and was often plotted against.It's just that she is still young, and her mother was responsible for all the schemes, and that Jieyu performed them on her behalf.

Hachiro is very smart, speaks earlier than ordinary children, learns everything quickly, and looks white and tender. When the elders in the clan saw her, they all said that she looked like the emperor when he was young.The emperor had to see her once a day, and even taught her to read and write himself, as if raising her as a prince.

Jieyu's mother is very expensive because of her son, and she is also quite favored. Everyone in the palace flatters her, and the empress has passed away, so she almost regards herself as the master of the harem.

However, a fake will eventually have flaws.Everyone in the palace is flattering, and everyone is staring at Jieyu and Balang, repeating it several times, almost missing the point.Hachiro was young and ignorant, ignorant and unable to see the danger, but Jieyu had tasted the taste of escaping death several times.

Until Hachiro was four years old and understood something, Jieyu couldn't wait to teach her how to guard against people, but her tone was terrible, and she didn't teach Hachiro to be reasonable, but to threaten her with ghosts and ghosts. If you see through it, ghosts will come and eat her.

Jieyu acted in such a thoughtful way, Balang was favored, and all he saw was the emperor's benevolent side, how could he know how powerful the emperor was when he was angry.If the emperor is angry to scare her, she will not listen to it, but ghosts are different, but any child will always be afraid of these nihilistic things.Scaring her with ghosts will definitely work.

Sure enough, Hachiro listened and protected himself well.It's just that her courage has also frightened her. She is still smart, draws inferences from one instance, learns everything quickly, but becomes timid and dare not speak loudly.

The emperor was surprised at first, but after teaching him a few times, it didn't make Balang more courageous, so he was also disappointed and stopped pampering the child.

The most difficult life in the palace is not the unfavored prince and princess, but the one who has been favored and then lost.

Balang's life gradually became difficult. At first, the concubines and the prince ridiculed her, but gradually, the palace people despised her and stopped serving her wholeheartedly.The most difficult thing is that when she was seven years old, Jieyu passed away because of falling out of favor and resentment, leaving only Hachiro in the world.

What can a seven-year-old child know? She is very smart, but she has a very honest temper. When others bully her, she will not complain.The palace people were so bold that they dared to deduct the prince's expenses and steal things from her palace.Hachiro never told anyone, just watched.

But she remembers one thing very firmly, that is, what Jieyu told her back then, people should not be able to discover that she is a daughter, otherwise ghosts will come and eat her.She therefore does everything by herself, eats, bathes, and sleeps by herself.Even though she was shivering with fear in the dark night, she guarded a palace room by herself, not daring to let her maid accompany her to sleep peacefully.

Such days are bitter, dark, and boring and lonely. No one talks to her, the princes don't play with her, and the palace people ignore her. Sometimes she can't speak a word for a whole day.Balang, a little child, did not become cynical and resent others because of this. She was pure in nature and her eyes were always pure.

She loves to go to the Taiye Pool, especially in spring. There is a peach grove beside the Taiye Pool. Every spring, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the pink blossoms are brilliant, scorching and beautiful.

She looked at it for a long time, and sat blankly by the pool, touching the petals that fell on the ground. When it was dark, she walked through the palaces and returned to her own palace alone.

Later, the emperor granted the title of prince, and Balang was granted the title of King of Han.She has hope again.The king of Han has a fief. She wants to go to the fief when she grows up, and spend the rest of her life in a mediocre way. She doesn't need to be rich or powerful, as long as she is safe and sound.

The little tiger looked at it silently, this little Hanwang is really pitiful, he is the prince, but he is always bullied, her mother is not good, she is snobbish, can't teach children, and she left early, leaving the little Hanwang alone in the palace struggle.

It's just that the little tiger has a question. She looked up at Junyao and said, "Our names are the same."

She is Xiao Yuan, and Xiao Han Wang is also called Xiao Yuan.

The author has something to say:

It happened when King Han was a child.