Peach Blossom Song

The King of Han guarded her in his cloak until noon, when the steward of the mansion asked to see her, and asked his maidservant to invite the princess, and the princess left.

The king of Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked into the eyes of the princess without blinking.After watching the princess go out, the palace door closed again, and she quickly took out the album in the cloak.

The red book cover, the four characters Chunxiao Secret Opera, um, yes, this is it.Hanwang pinched both sides of the album with both hands, checked the cover, put the album on his lap, and opened the pages.

Her face was flushed, and her heartbeat increased rapidly. She was worried that the princess would come back, and she was also afraid of seeing the terrible scene.She opened her eyes wide, and turned to the first page. She had read the first page. Last time, she just glanced at it in a hurry, so she didn't dare to read it again. This time, she bit her lower lip and read it carefully.

It was still the two women, lying on the soft couch in the garden full of hundreds of flowers, their bodies intertwined.The King of Han was nervous and curious, his face was full of blood, so red that it seemed to drip blood, she held back her shame, and wanted to see clearly how the woman moved.Naihe only shows a bare back in the painting, the rest is blocked by his body.

The king of Han pondered for a while, could it be that as long as they hug each other like this, they can have a baby?This seems perfunctory.The king of Han was a little disappointed. In her heart, the desire for human relations is a mysterious and solemn thing, and it should not be so sloppy.

She thought about it and turned to the second page.

The second page is still two women, the colors are brighter and the lines are clearer. The woman's red lips are particularly touching. Lying on the couch, her upper body is slightly tilted, and she is lying on her body, opening her mouth to enclose her chest. A touch of bright red.

The first one is the back of the painting, and this one is shown from the side, so there are naturally more beautiful scenery to be seen.Han Wang's eyes were straightened, she stared at the woman above, and then looked at the expression of the woman below, her heart fluttered, as if she had discovered a mysterious place, the scenery was infinite, she had never seen it before, never experienced.

The king of Han's mouth was dry, and the appearance of the princess appeared in his mind. If the princess is like this...

Won't!The king of Han immediately refuted himself.She was extremely ashamed, the princess was gentle and elegant, peaceful and indifferent, yet she thought of her like this, it was really blasphemy!

The king of Han blamed himself, but when he looked back at the album, she felt regretful, if only the princess could do the same.The princess is prettier than the people in the painting.Thinking that the princess is gentle and alienated to others, only she can smile softly, the King of Han felt faintly happy.That joy is very secret, as if it cannot be shared with others, it only belongs to her.

The King of Han pursed his lips, and was about to turn the next page, when the servant's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Your Highness, it's time to eat."

The King of Han was startled, and the picture book almost slipped, she calmed down and replied calmly, "Got it."

There was no sound outside the door, presumably the servant girl withdrew.

I haven't read it yet.The king of Han was reluctant to part with him.But she was guilty and went late, and the princess might ask her what she was doing.The King of Han picked up the painting album, looked at it in the room, and wanted to hide the painting album.

Her eyes swept over the vase, and there were a few plum blossoms inserted in the vase, the plum blossoms were in full bloom, very delicate and beautiful, the petals were fresh and tender, and the branches were still moist, obviously they had just been broken off not long ago.The flowers change every day, so if you hide the album in a vase, people will definitely notice it.

King Han had no choice but to give up, she turned her head, her eyes stopped on the bookshelf, and she walked forward.

After the King of Han hid the album, the two maidservants standing outside the door smiled and took the cloak and put it on for her.

I don't know when the rising sun has reached the sky, and it is another sunny day.The warm sun in winter, shining on the body, is extraordinarily comfortable.

The servant girl fastened the tie around the collar, and the King of Han strode out.The two maidservants followed behind her so that His Highness could dispatch them at any time.

Before getting married, the king of Han often used eunuchs, but after getting married, her bedroom was replaced by maidservants, and she would only bring attendants when she went out or went to the front yard.Most of the princes are like this, and the Han Palace is also following the usual practice.

Walking to the front hall, lunch has been served, and the princess is waiting for her.

Seeing the king of Han entering, the concubine stood up and wanted to take off the cloak for the king. The king of Han saw the concubine walking calmly, her every move was graceful and quiet, and he jumped several times for some reason.

She stopped in front of her, raised her hand to untie the tie around her neck.

The King of Han froze all over, not daring to move, and the two women in the picture album came to her mind again. The princess's silky fingertips touched the skin on her neck, and the King of Han trembled and could not help but flinch.

The princess looked up at her, and smiled faintly: "Your Highness is cold?"

"It's not cold." The King of Han whispered, but he didn't dare to look at the princess.

The concubine shook her hand, it was really warm, she didn't ask any more questions, and only asked the King of Han to sit down and eat.

The king of Han obeyed the concubine, she did what she said, it was no different from usual, but if you look carefully, you can see that she is quite absent-minded, when eating, her mind is at a loss, as if she is thinking about something extremely important and embarrassing .For a bowl of rice, the King of Han was in a mess, and it took half a day, but there was no shortage.

The delicacies on the food table are almost cold, if this continues, it will be bad for health.The princess asked softly: "But the food is not to your liking?"

The King of Han hurriedly shook his head, not daring to be distracted, and concentrated on eating.

The concubine estimated her appetite, and when she saw that a bowl of rice was approaching, she knew that His Highness was about full. Sure enough, the King of Han swallowed the food in his mouth, and put down the jade chopsticks, and the servant girl who served beside him brought a soaked veil.Hanwang made an excuse and wiped the corners of his lips.

The veil was soaked in warm water, and it was just warm when he got it. The King of Han remembered that in the second painting, there was a veil left beside the couch where the two women were lying. The veil was embroidered with aquatic plants and two playing goldfish.

The veil was not good-looking at all. Although the goldfish was vividly painted, the white background was embroidered with golden fish, which was indescribably tacky.The King of Han pinched the veil, and she didn't even notice when the veil was cold.

The concubine also has a handkerchief. The concubine's handkerchief is elegant and fragrant. She has seen it many times. The handkerchief is embroidered with peach blossoms. She likes peach blossoms the most.

"Why is Your Highness blushing?"

The king of Han was startled, embarrassed and guilty, he felt that he was caught for doing something bad, he didn't dare to look at the princess at all, and said in a low voice, "Hot."

She lowered her head, but she didn't see a faint smile in Wang Hao's eyes, and there was a hint of pampering helplessness in that smile.Taking the cold handkerchief from King Han's hand, and handing it back to the servant girl who was waiting quietly, the princess said: "It's really hot at noon."

The King of Han nodded again and again, but still did not dare to look at the princess.

On weekdays, after lunch, you have to take a slow walk in the garden, and you can take a nap after eating.The place to take a nap, or the study, or the sleeping hall, or the waterside pavilion, only depends on the King of Han's will.

It is the same today.

The king of Han followed the concubine, and the two dismissed the servants and walked slowly on the path in the garden.

The Palace of the King of Han was built magnificently, with numerous terraces and pavilions in the middle of the palace, and Danying carved Jue, which is extremely ingenious.Even if you read it every day, you will never get tired of watching it for a while.What's more, the layout of the garden, the rockery is stacked with peaks, beautiful and colorful, spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, sparse shadows and dark fragrances, and the scenery of the four seasons are all different.

Such a beautiful scenery, in the eyes of the King of Han, is not as good as the gentle smile of the princess.She always liked to peek at the princess, and she watched it more frequently today.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, there is no one to guide him, and he is naturally obedient.The king of Han has never understood what love is.In the past, she liked to look at the princess because she thought she was pretty. If the princess could smile at her, she would be happy for a long time.

At this moment, this love seems to be different.She still thinks the princess is good-looking, but she likes to look at her not only because she is good-looking.Her heart sprouted, as if something was about to break through the ground.

The King of Han bowed his head, and carefully touched the hand of the princess hanging by his side. The princess noticed it and turned to look at her. The King of Han pursed his lips, inexplicably nervous.The concubine took her hand, the palm was soft and delicate, slightly cool, the king of Han immediately felt satisfied, bent his lips and smiled, not far ahead was the study, the king of Han took the hand of the concubine, and shook it: "A Yao, we Go to nap."

"Alright." The princess agreed.

There is only one soft couch in the study room, which was used to take a nap when I was tired from reading. Two people lay on it, so it was crowded.Fortunately, the king of Han was small and thin, and the princess was also slender, so when she lay down, it was just right.

In the afternoon, the sun was warm and warm, so there was no brazier in the study, only a burner of tranquilizing incense was lit, which wafted in the study, making people feel peaceful.

As soon as the King of Han lay down, he slipped into the arms of the princess. The princess embraced her, gently patted her body through the thick and soft blanket, and coaxed her to sleep.But King Han couldn't sleep, she opened her eyes, the pupils were black and bright, like gems.Seeing that she was not sleeping, the princess did not force her, but only tucked the corner of the blanket for her to prevent her from catching cold.

The door of the study room was closed, and a few maidservants stood guard outside the door.If they don't make a sound, no one will bother them.The room was quiet, only the shallow breathing of the two of them.The princess had already closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

The King of Han didn't bother her, and didn't move around, just looked at her from time to time, and was very satisfied.After watching for an unknown period of time, the drowsiness struck silently, and the king of Han also fell asleep without knowing it.

At this time, the Xuantian Temple in the suburbs of Beijing was surrounded by fireworks and singing rituals and music.

Jukong disappeared that day and never reappeared, it's not that he forgot the kingly aura of the King of Han, it's just that something happened in the observation, which made it hard for him to separate himself.

Xuantian Temple has been built for thousands of years, and it has long been a famous Taoist temple in the world.For thousands of years, Guanzhong preached the scriptures and preached, and recruited many believers. He even served as an official in the court and was a guest of the emperor.

Only that grand occasion is already a matter of the previous dynasty.

Emperor Zhi of the former dynasty loved Taoism and was obsessed with alchemy in order to obtain Taoism and become immortal.In fact, the emperor possesses supreme power and enjoys all the wealth and honor in the world. Among all the people in the world, he is the least likely to ascend to the Tao.Many old Taoists with profound Taoism in Xuantian Temple are clear about this matter, but if Taoism is to spread to the world, the court's help is indispensable.At that time, the master of Xuantian Temple happily entered the palace to make alchemy for Emperor Zhi.Because of this, Xuantian Temple is highly respected by the world and has become the number one temple in the world.

It's a pity that not long after the death of Emperor Zhi, the world was in chaos. People lived in troubled times, and they put more hope in the two ways of gods and Buddhas. Many temples came into being, and the situation of Taoism was not as good as before.

Until the establishment of the Great Wei Dynasty, Xuantian Guan also wanted to repeat the old tricks and offered profound Taoism to Emperor Gao. However, although Emperor Gao accepted it, he put the Taoism on the shelf and ignored it, obviously he did not believe in this Tao.

With this precedent, Xuantian Temple didn't dare to make too much publicity. After more than ten years, it actually became sluggish, showing a state of decline. It only relied on the reputation accumulated over a thousand years, and it was evenly divided with the White Horse Temple in the city.

However, there has been such a state of prosperity that is well-known all over the world, how can Taoists in Guanzhong be willing to be lonely? For more than ten years, they have been constantly seeking the method of revival.

This morning, the old temple master drove the crane fairy, and the eldest disciple took over the position of the temple master in the sky, and all the Taoists were bowing to the new temple master.

Jukong stood in front of the main hall, in front of him was the temple, hundreds of Taoists, and behind him was the hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Sanqing.The main hall has been battered by thousands of years of wind and rain, and the vicissitudes of life are mottled. Although it is repaired every year, it still cannot hide the oldness of the years.

The rising sun is in the sky, a rare sunny day in winter, Ju Kong raised his head, looked at the boundless sky, and felt heroic in his heart.

He is different from the masters of the past dynasties, and also different from most of the Taoists in the temple. What he cares most about is not how the Xuantian Temple flourishes.People outside the party should not be sentimentally attached to fame and fame in the world of mortals.Cultivating the Tao is the heart and the law, and one should take it as one's duty to subdue demons, accumulate merits, and one day cultivate the mortal body into an immortal body.

It's just that 3000 years ago, after the Great War of the Demon Dao, the remaining demons were hard to find.It takes a lot of effort to get rid of demons and accumulate merit.

The wind is born on the ground, starting from the end of the green apple.

Jukong lightly stroked his long beard under his chin, and moved lightly in his blue Taoist robe.

The succession of a temple master outside Beijing is a trivial matter for the princes in Beijing.

Among the people in Beijing, there are believers and Buddhists.For people in the world, Buddhas and Taos are external things to place their hopes on. When they pass by, they burn a stick of incense.Either go to Xuantian Temple, or enter the White Horse Temple, you can do whatever you want.

Two days later, Ju Kong came into the city again, he seemed to have no purpose, just walking around in the neighborhood.Next to Suzaku Street, you can see Miyagi when you look up.

Ju Kong stopped beside a willow tree, looked up, and saw the royal aura above the palace city, without any signs of decay.

Wang Qi is connected with the fortune of the country.The fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty was prosperous, and there was a sign of a prosperous age. The royal aura in the palace has been strong since then, and it will only flourish.

In comparison, the royal aura on that young master's body was much weaker, only a few bluish halos, faintly lingering, as if they would dissipate at any moment.

Jukong stared slightly, turned and left.

No matter how weak the king's spirit is, it will attract all the monsters to scramble to devour him. At first, he wondered if he could think of a way to remove the king's spirit for that young master.Back in the temple, he searched through the ancient books for three days in the Library Pavilion, but he didn't get a clue. It seems that this kingly spirit can only be let nature take its course.

In this case, he simply used that young master as a bait to lure all the monsters to the capital, trying to kill them, so as to add a few more strokes to his merit book.

Jukong looked cold, smiled coldly, waved his whisk, and strode away towards the city gate.

The king of Han didn't know that she was missed by the Taoist priest, and she followed the concubine every day, and couldn't leave him for a while.The princess is also happy to see this, so that His Highness will not encounter strange things when he goes out.

The king of Han was sitting next to the concubine. The concubine was looking at the list of servants in the mansion. The list was more than just a name. Apart from the name, there was also the year when he entered the mansion, who bought it, and where and what errands he held. Chu.The concubine holds the pen in her right hand, looking at each one, and extracting one from time to time.

There is not much difference between the servants in the mansion and the ministers in the court. They should not be allowed to stay in one place for a long time, but should be rotated everywhere.

The concubine was doing business, and the king of Han was playing with himself. She was reading the story book for about an hour, and she was tired at this time, so she took off the saber bag around her waist and played.

She has worn that sarong for more than a year, and it still looks brand new, and the luster of the water-blue brocade is still there.The King of Han opened the opening, stretched out his hand, and poured the small peach branches inside into the palm of his hand.

"Huh~~" King Han blinked in surprise.

This pouch was given to her by the princess last summer. At that time, she had poured out the peach branches and looked at them. There were a few small branches with a fresh fragrance of grass and trees, and there were some round young leaves, green. The meaning is swollen, green and verdant.

It has been more than a year now, the King of Han carefully looked at the few small peach branches in the palm of his hand, they were still moist and vigorous, and they were not even withered in the slightest.

The king of Han was very surprised.

The concubine heard her "Hey", turned her head to look, and saw the king of Han holding those small peach branches, looking back and forth in front of her eyes.

These peach branches were broken off by her, each of which was sealed with her pressure, and because they are one body and connected with spiritual power, no matter where they are, they can communicate with her in terms of spiritual consciousness.

The king of Han held the small peach branches and sent them to the princess. He said in surprise, "Ayao, look, they haven't dried up in the past year or so."

The princess bent her lips, full of helplessness. The branches and leaves on her body, even if they were placed for thousands of years, would never emit a ray of spiritual energy, so how could they dry up.

"The gift from the eminent monks in the mountain temple has its own extraordinary features." The princess said.

Han Wang believed every word she said, nodded, and suddenly realized: "It must be so, no wonder it is so clever."

The king of Han carefully put all the small peach branches back into his pouch, the concubine took it, hung it on her waist for her, and said: "Since it is effective, your highness must not leave this thing." Pause for a moment, but did not hear The king of Han replied, and the princess looked up, and saw the king of Han staring at her blankly, his eyes fixed on her.

A look of unnaturalness flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, and she said seriously: "Did your Highness remember what you said just now?"

The king of Han was caught peeping, feeling guilty, he obediently said: "Remember it."

Only then was the princess satisfied, and she took up her pen again to look at the list.

The King of Han lowered his head and touched the sass, the brocade was silky, and the tentacles were soft.This sassock is very powerful, she will not leave her body.The king of Han thought so, and couldn't help but go to see the princess again.

Just now when she tied the pouch for her, the princess bowed her head, revealing the back of her neck. Her back neck was clean and smooth, as white as jade, and the tenderness seemed to come from the bones when she lowered her head, making the King of Han unable to look away. There seemed to be something surging out of her heart, she wanted to get closer to the princess, and wanted the princess to only treat her and treat her well.

The king of Han leaned against the princess again.

Her breath is approaching, and the princess can naturally detect it.

The sun is slanting to the west, and the coolness invades through the doors and windows.His Highness has been with her here since the afternoon. After sitting for so long, he must be tired.The concubine put down her pen, touched Hanwang's ear, and said, "I heard that the plum blossoms in the White Horse Temple are blooming very well. How about I accompany His Highness to see the plum blossoms in the past few days?"

King Han nodded again and again: "Okay."

She was very happy, with a smile streaming from the corners of her eyes and brows, as if she couldn't wait to see the plum blossoms.The concubine also wanted to make her happy, but seeing her like this, she frowned slightly and said, "His Royal Highness likes plum blossoms?"

The king of Han didn't understand why she asked this question, and said honestly, "I like it." She liked all the good-looking ones.

The princess smiled faintly, but her eyes darkened: "How much do you like it?"

The King of Han pondered seriously, and the longer she thought about it, the softer the Princess' smile became.The King of Han felt a little cold for some reason.

Well, the wind blew in, she slipped into the arms of the princess, and said casually: "Plum blossoms are beautiful, but not as good as peach blossoms."

The concubine's eyebrows stretched, and she said in a warm voice: "Your Highness, sit down, and after I finish reading this page, I will go back to the bedroom with Your Highness."

The King of Han sat down obediently.The wind that came from nowhere just now seemed to recede in an instant, and it wasn't cold anymore.

They didn't return to the bedroom until it was time to light the lamps.

It was not yet Xu time, so it was obviously early to fall asleep at this time.There are dozens of copper lamps lit in the hall, illuminating the inner room like daytime.

The princess went to wash up first.The King of Han quietly went outside, and from behind the bookshelf, he took out the album she had hidden.

She has finished reading this album.It was supposed to be lost, but for some reason, she was reluctant to lose it.Although the painting is of a erotic palace, the painter's skills are quite high, and the people in the painting are depicted with clear eyes, charming eyebrows, and even the clothes and shoes they wear.

The first two pictures are the most explicit, while the last ten or so pictures are more subtle.But no matter how subtle it is, it is always erotic, the lingering affection in the painting, cuddling each other, as if the pool water is soaked in the night, deep and delicate.

The king of Han was very moved, she always felt that the princess was engraved on her heart, she always missed her, always looked forward to seeing her, but when she saw her, she wanted to be closer to her.

It was like sitting next to her in the study room, she still felt that it was not enough, she wanted the princess to hug her and be inseparable from her.

Is this affection?

The word "affection" is often mentioned in the scriptures she read. She couldn't understand it before, but after she had a princess, the word became vivid, and it often danced in her mind. The anger of being a princess makes her heart follow joy and joy.

When young people first know the taste of love, they are both happy and sad.

Standing in front of the bookshelf, Han Wang flipped through the picture book, page by page, she thought to herself, the two women in the picture book must be like-minded.

It would be great if she and A Yao could do the same.The King of Han thought sadly, wondering how A Yao thought of her.

For some reason, she remembered their marriage. This marriage was too often calculated. At the beginning, she didn't want to marry, and presumably A Yao didn't want to marry either.But after getting married, she treated her so well, which made her feel that marrying her was probably the greatest blessing in her life.

The King of Han sighed softly.

"What are you looking at, Your Highness?" The voice of the princess suddenly came from beside my ears.

The king of Han turned pale with fright, his hand shook, the album slid down, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The princess looked down and landed on the album, the red book cover and the white characters were particularly eye-catching.

The king of Han blushed, looking at the princess completely at a loss.

The princess walked over and picked up the album.

The king of Han watched eagerly, not daring to move.She is like a child who has done something wrong, with her head bowed and her face full of shame.

"Did your Highness buy this?" the princess asked.

The King of Han nodded slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "It fell by itself, I didn't want it."