Peach Blossom

    The king of Han guarded her cloak until noon.

    Han Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked into the eyes of the princess without blinking. After seeing the princess out of the door, the door of the palace was closed again, and she quickly took out the picture album in the cloak.

    The red book cover, the four characters of Spring Night Secret Opera, uh, yes, this is it. The King of Han held the two sides of the album with both hands, checked the cover, put the album on his lap, and opened the pages.

      She opened her eyes wide and turned to the first page. She had read the first page. The last time she just glanced at it in a hurry, she didn't dare to read it again. This time, she bit her lower lip and read it carefully.

      King Han was nervous and curious, her face was full of blood, as if blood was about to drip, she endured her shyness and wanted to see how the woman moved. Nai He only showed a bare back in the painting, and the rest were covered by their bodies.

    Han Wang thought about it for a while, could it be that as long as they hug like this, they can have children? This seems a bit perfunctory. The King of Han was slightly disappointed. In her heart, the desire for human relations was a mysterious and solemn matter, and it should not be so sloppy.

    She thought for a while, then turned to the second page.

    The second page is still two women, the colors are brighter, the lines are more clear, the woman's red lips are particularly moving, one is lying on the couch, the upper body is slightly tilted, and the other is covering her , opened his mouth to hold the blush on her chest.

    The first one is the back of the painting, and this one is shown from the side, with more beautiful views. King Han's eyes straightened. She stared at the woman above, and then looked at the look of the woman below, her heart pounding, as if she had discovered a mysterious realm. The scenery was infinite, and she had never seen it before. never experienced.

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

    No! Han Wang immediately refuted himself. She is extremely ashamed, the princess is gentle and elegant, quiet and indifferent, but she thinks of her like this, it is really blasphemous!

    Han Wang blamed herself, but when her eyes returned to the album, she regretted it, if only the princess could do the same. The princess is prettier than the person in the picture. He also thought that the princess was gentle and alienated from others, and only to her could she smile softly, and the King of Han faintly felt happy. That joy is so secretive, as if she can't talk to others, it only belongs to her.

    Han Wang pursed his lips, and was about to turn the page, when the voice of a maid suddenly came from outside the door.

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

    Han Wang was surprised, the album almost slipped, she calmed down and replied calmly: "I see."

    There was no sound outside the door, presumably the maid retreated.

    I didn't finish it. The King of Han was reluctant to part. But she had a guilty conscience and went too late, the princess might ask her what she was doing. The King of Han picked up the album, looked at it in the room, and wanted to hide the album.

    She glanced over the vase. There were several plum blossoms in the vase. The plum blossoms were in full bloom and very delicate. . Flowers change every day, and if you hide the picture album in a vase, it will be noticed by others.

    Han Wang had to give up, she turned her head, stopped on the bookshelf, and stepped forward.

    When the King of Han had hidden the picture album, the two maids standing outside the door smiled and took a cloak and put it on her.

    The rising sun does not know when, it is already in the sky, and it is a sunny day again. The warm winter sun shines on the body, making it extra comfortable.

    The maid tied the tie at the neckline, and the king of Han strode out. The two maids followed behind her so that His Highness could dispatch them at any time.

    Before getting married, the king of Han used eunuchs a lot. After getting married, her bedroom was replaced by a maid, and only when she went out or went to the front yard would she bring attendants. Most of the princes are like this, and the Han Palace also acts according to the usual practice.

    Go to the front hall, lunch has been set, and the princess is waiting for her.

    Seeing King Han entering, the princess stood up and wanted to take off the cloak for King Han. King Han saw the princess walking calmly, every move was graceful and demure, and his heart skipped a few times for some unknown reason.

    She stood in front of her and raised her hand to untie the tie around her neck.

    Han Wang froze all over, not daring to move, the two women in the picture album appeared in her mind again, the princess' silky fingertips touched the skin on her neck, Han Wang trembled, Can not help shrinking.

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

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

    The princess shook her hand, it was really warm, she didn't ask any more questions, just let the king of Han sit down to eat.

    The King of Han listened to the princess, she said what she did, and it was no different from usual. However, if you looked closely, you could see that she was quite absent-minded. Think of something extremely important and embarrassing. A bowl of rice, the king of Han was packed in pieces, it took half a day, and it was not too small.

      The princess asked softly, "But the food is not to your taste?"

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

    The princess estimated her food intake, and when she saw a bowl of rice was approaching, she knew that His Highness was about to be full. Sure enough, the king of Han swallowed the food in his mouth and put down the jade, and the servant who served next to him brought the soaked Pazi come. Han Wang made an excuse and wiped the corners of his lips.

    The handkerchief was soaked in warm water, and it was just warm when I got it. King Han recalled that in the second painting, there was a handkerchief next to the couch where the two women were lying, and water plants were embroidered on the handkerchief. with two playful goldfish.

      The King of Han held the veil, and she didn't even notice when the veil was cold.

    The princess also has a handkerchief. The princess's handkerchief is both 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?”

    Han Wang was startled, ashamed, and guilty. He only felt that he was caught doing something bad, and he didn't dare to look at the princess at all, and said in his mouth: "Hot."

    She lowered her head, not seeing a faint smile in the princess' eyes, and there was a hint of doting helplessness in that smile. Taking the cool handkerchief from King Han's hand and handing it back to the maid who was waiting on the side, the princess said, "It's really hot at noon."

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

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

    The same is true today.

    The king of Han followed the princess, and the two sent back the servants and walked slowly on the path in the garden.

    The mansion of the Han Dynasty has been built in a magnificent manner. Even if you look at it every day, you will never get tired of watching it. What's more, the layout of the garden, the rockery stacks, the beautiful and colorful, the spring orchid and the autumn chrysanthemum, the sparse shadows and dark fragrances, and the four seasons are all different.

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

    At the age of fourteen or five years old, there is no one to guide her, and she has a well-behaved personality. Han Wang has never understood what love is. In the past, she liked to see the princess because she thought the princess was good-looking. If the princess could smile at her, she would be happy for a long time.

    At this point, the likes seem to be different. She still thought the princess was good-looking, but she liked to see her, not only because she was good-looking. Her heart sprouted, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

    Han Wang lowered his head and carefully touched the princess' hand hanging by his side, the princess noticed it and turned to look at her, Han Wang pursed his lips, inexplicably nervous. The wangfei held her hand, the hand was soft and delicate, slightly cool, Han Wang felt satisfied immediately, he bent his lips and smiled, not far ahead was the study, Han Wang took the wangfei's hand and shook it: "Ayao, we Go for a nap."

    "Alright." The princess agreed.

    There is only one soft couch in the study room. It was tired from reading and used to take a nap. When two people lay down, it was crowded. Fortunately, the King of Han was small and thin, and the princess was also slender. After lying down, it was just right.

      But King Han couldn't sleep. She opened her eyes, which were black and bright, like gems. Seeing that she wasn't sleeping, the princess didn't force her, she just tucked the corners of the blanket for her to prevent her from catching a cold.

    The door of the study was closed, and there were several maids guarding the door. If they don't make a sound, no one will come to disturb them. The room was quiet, only the two of them were breathing lightly. The princess has closed her eyes and seems to have fallen asleep.

    Han Wang didn't disturb her or move around, just glanced at her from time to time and was very satisfied. After watching it for an unknown time, sleepiness struck silently, and King Han also fell asleep without noticing it.

    At this time, the Xuantian Temple in the suburbs of Beijing is filled with fireworks and ceremonies and music.

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

    Only that grand occasion is a matter of the past.

    The former Emperor Zhi was fond of Taoism and indulged in alchemy, in order to gain Taoism and become immortal. In fact, the emperor has supreme power and enjoys all the wealth and honor in the world. Among all the people in the world, it is most unlikely that he will rise to the top. This matter is clearly understood by the many old Taoists with profound Taoism in Xuantian Temple. However, in order to promote Taoism in the world, the help of the imperial court is indispensable. At that time, the master of Xuantian Temple happily entered the palace and made alchemy for the emperor. Therefore, Xuantian Temple is highly respected by the world, and it has become the largest view in the world.

    Unfortunately, not long after Emperor Zhi died, the world was in chaos, and the people were living in troubled times, and more and more hope was placed on the gods and Buddhas, and many temples came into being.

    Until the Great Wei established the dynasty, Xuantian Guan also wanted to repeat the old tricks and offered high and profound Taoism to Emperor Gao. Do not believe this way.

     Temple, evenly divided.

    This morning, the master of the old view went to the crane fairy, the eldest disciple took over the position of the master, and all the Taoists were bowing to the master of the new view.

    Ju Kong was standing in front of the main hall. In front of him was the top and bottom of the temple, hundreds of Taoists, and behind him was the hall where the ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasty were enshrined. The main hall has been beaten by wind and rain for thousands of years, and the vicissitudes are mottled. Although it is repaired every year, it still can't hide the old days.

    He is different from the masters of the past dynasties, and is also different from most Taoists in the view. What he cares most about is not the prosperity of the Xuantian view. People outside the party should not be attached to the fame of the world. Cultivating Taoism is about the heart, and what you cultivate is the law. You should take subjugating demons and subdue demons as your own responsibility, accumulate merit, and one day, you will cultivate your mortal body into an immortal body.

    It's just that three thousand years ago, after the battle of the demons, the demons in the world are hard to find. It takes a lot of work to get rid of demons to accumulate merit.

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

    Gu Kong lightly stroked his long beard and moved lightly in a blue robe.

    Beijing people have faith and believe in Buddhism. For the people of the world, Buddha or Dao are all external things used to place their expectations. When passing by, they put on a stick of incense. When they are in distress, they chanting and chanting about the gods and Buddhas in the sky. When they truly understand the Buddha's Dharma, very few. 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 strolling around. When you reach Suzaku Street, you can see Miyagi when you look up.

    I stopped by a willow tree in the air, looked up, and saw that above the palace, the king's energy was strong, and there was no sign of decay.

    The kingship is connected with the fortune of the country. The Great Wei Kingdom is prosperous and has the image of a prosperous world. The royal spirit in the palace has been strong since then, and it only thrives.

    Comparatively speaking, the princely aura on that young man is much weaker, with only a few light blue halo, faintly lingering, as if it will dissipate at any time.

    Ju Kong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned away.

    No matter how weak the wangqi is, it will attract all the demons to devour it. He originally thought, if he could think of a way to remove the wangqi for that little son. Back in the Guanzhong, he flipped through the ancient books for three days in the library, but he didn't get a single eye.

    In this case, he simply used the little boy as a bait to lure all the demons to Beijing and try to kill them, so as to add a few more strokes to his merit book.

    The King of Han didn't know that she made Lao Dao miss her. She was with the princess every day and couldn't be separated for a while. The princess is also happy to see this, so as to save His Highness going out of the door and encountering strange things.

    The King of Han was sitting next to the princess. The princess was looking at the list of servants in the mansion. This list was not just a name. And what kind of errand, I remember clearly. The princess held the pen in her right hand, looked down one by one, and copied out one from time to time.

    The servants in the palace are not much different from the ministers in the court.

    The princess was doing business, and the king of Han was playing with herself. She was reading the book, and after reading it for about an hour, she was tired by now, so she took off the sachet on her waist and played.

    She has been wearing the bag for more than a year, and it is still in new shape, and the luster of the blue brocade is still there. The King of Han opened his mouth, stretched out his hand, and poured the small peach branch into the palm of his hand.

    "Huh~~" Han Wang blinked in surprise.

    This sachet 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 the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, and The round little leaves are green and swell, and the green is dripping.

    Han Wang was surprised.

    The princess heard her "huh", turned her head and looked over, only to see that the king of Han was holding the little peach branches, looking back and forth in front of her eyes.

    These peach branches were broken by her, and each one sealed her a coercion, and because they were one, they were connected by spiritual power, no matter where they were Able to communicate with her.

    Han Wang held a small peach branch and sent it to the princess, surprised: "Ayao, look, they have not dried up in the past few years."

    "The gift from the monks of the mountain temple has its own extraordinary qualities." The princess said.

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

    The King of Han carefully put all the peach branches back into the pouch, and the princess took it and hung it back on her waist for her. ." After a moment's pause, without hearing King Han's reply, the princess looked up and saw King Han staring blankly at her, her eyes fixed on her.

    The princess' eyes flashed an unnatural look, and she said with a serious tone: "Can your Highness remember what you said just now?"

    Han Wang was caught peeping, and he was guilty, so he said obediently, "Write it down."

    The princess was satisfied, she picked up the pen again and went to see the directory.

    Han Wang lowered his head and touched his pouch. The brocade was silky and the tentacles were soft. This bag is very smart, and she will not leave her body. Thinking like this, the King of Han couldn't help but go to see the princess again.

    Just now when she was wearing the bag for her, the princess bowed her head and exposed the back of her neck. King Han couldn't take his eyes off it, as if something was going to flow out of her heart. She wanted to get closer to the princess, and wanted the princess to only face her and treat her alone.

    The King of Han leaned towards the princess again.

    Her aura was approaching, and the princess could sense it.

    The shadow of the sun slanted westward, and the coolness penetrated through the doors and windows. His Highness has been here with her since the afternoon, and after sitting for so long, I think she is tired. The princess put down the pen, touched the ear of King Han, and said, "I heard that the plum blossoms in the White Horse Temple are very good. In the past few days, how about I accompany His Highness to watch the plum?"

    Han Wang nodded again and again: "Okay."

    She was very happy, with a smile on the corners of her eyes and brows, as if she could not wait to see the plum blossoms. The princess originally wanted her to be happy, but seeing her like this, she frowned slightly and said, "Your Highness likes plum blossoms?"

    Han Wang did not understand why she asked this question, and honestly said, "I like it." She likes all the good-looking ones.

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

    Han Wang pondered seriously. The longer she thought about it, the gentler the princess smiled. Han Wang felt a little cold for some reason.

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

    The princess frowned and said warmly: "Your Highness, sit down. After I finish reading this page, I will follow His Highness back to the bedroom."

    Han Wang sat down obediently. The wind that came from nowhere seemed to recede in an instant, and it was no longer cold.

    It was not until the time of lighting that they returned to the bedroom.

    It was not before the hour of Xu, when I fell asleep, it was obviously early. There were dozens of copper lamps lit in the center of the temple, which illuminated the inner room as if it were daytime.

    The princess went to freshen up first. The King of Han quietly went outside and took out her hidden picture album from behind the bookshelf.

    She has finished reading this album. She was going to lose it, but for some reason, she was reluctant to lose it. Although the painting is of an **** palace, the artist's technique is quite high, and the person in the painting is depicted with clear eyes, full of eyebrows, and even the clothes and shoes worn.

    The first two pictures are the most explicit, and the latter ten pictures are more subtle. But no matter how subtle it is, it is always an **** palace. The lingering affection in the painting is cuddling with each other, as if the pond water is soaked in the night, deep and delicate.

    The King of Han was very moved, she always felt that the princess was engraved in her heart, she always missed her, always looked forward to seeing her, and when she saw her, she thought she could Get closer to her.

    As if in the study, she was sitting beside her, she still felt that it was not enough, she wanted the princess to hug her, so that she could be inseparably dependent on her.

    Is this love?

    The word affection is also mentioned in the book she read, but she could never understand it before, but after having the princess, the word also became vivid, and it often jumped in her mind. The smile that turned into the princess, and the anger of the princess for a while, let her heart follow joy and joy.

    Young people are both happy and sad.

    Han Wang stood in front of the bookshelf, flipped through the album and looked at it page by page, she thought, the two women in the album should be in love.

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

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

    Han Wang sighed lowly.

    "What is Your Highness looking at?" The princess' voice suddenly came from her ear.

    Han Wang was shocked, his hand shook, the picture album slipped down, and fell to the ground with a snap.

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

    Han Wang blushed, looking at the princess in a complete loss.

    The princess walked over and picked up the album.

    Han Wang stared at him, not daring to move. She looked like a child who did something wrong, with her head down and her face ashamed.

    "This was bought by Her Royal Highness?" asked the princess.

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