Peach Blossom

    There are Buddhist treasures hidden in the temple. When ordinary demons see them, they can't escape, let alone, come here to commit murder.

    Han Wang walked away alone. However, the princess still separated part of her consciousness and kept an eye on the other side of the king of Han.

    Plum Blossom Aoshuang, in full bloom in the cold, making tea in the forest, chatting with old friends, but also elegant.

    Fa Ru sighed, but did not feel disappointed, picked up the pot and poured tea, and said slowly: "When the poor monk was a child, he was ordained as a monk at Guangping Temple, and he became a little novice. Juntan is more enlightened, and only then can you penetrate the Buddhadharma and cultivate a little Buddhahood."

    The past, as if just yesterday, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed. He has grown into an old monk with white beard and white eyebrows since he was a young novice, but Jun Tanyue has an old face, graceful and graceful, as extraordinary as the spring breeze.

    The princess didn't take credit, she just smiled lightly: "It's you who devote your whole heart to the Buddha, that you can get good luck."

    Fa Ru didn't argue with her either, her charitable eyebrows showed the wisdom and detachment of seeing through the world: "Tan Yue is too humble."

    As he spoke, he looked at the princess, and when he saw it, his eyes narrowed and his face was full of surprise. The princess didn't dodge, let him watch, Fa Ru stared intently, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "The way Tanyue has cultivated has already been accomplished, and there should be a light to guide him to cross Tanyue and ascend to the upper realm, ranking in the ranks. The immortal class is, how can they still be in this world, suffering from this mortal world."

      The law is done, the immortal law needs to be extradited into the body before it can be practiced. Where does the immortal energy come from in the mortal world? When all things are cultivated to this stage, it is the occasion of breakthrough and soaring.

    Why is she still in the mortal world?

    The law is not shallow, but it is far inferior to the princess.

      At this critical juncture, for some unknown reason, he is still in the mortal world and cannot ascend. Could it be that there is some unsolvable catastrophe?

      He no longer thought deeply, turned his head to look at the princess, but saw that she was neither embarrassed nor resentful, and her expression was very indifferent.

     Seeing that he was really puzzled, the princess said, "I have no fate in the world, and if I become an immortal, I have to come down again."

    It's just about becoming an immortal, it's really important, Fa Ru kindly reminded: "The fate of immortals is precious and fleeting, Tan Yue should not miss it."

    The high monk left, and the King of Han felt much more at ease. She walked over happily and sat on the stone bench beside the princess.

    The princess cast a little spell, and quietly scented her clothes.

    Han Wang sat for a while, then raised his hand to grab her sleeve and said, "Ayao, thirsty."

      Not cold, not hot, and very thirst-quenching, she felt like it, and took another sip.

    "Are the plum blossoms in the forest beautiful?" said the princess.

    The tea cup was still on his lips, Han Wang tilted his head and thought for a while: "It looks good."

    The princess looked at her with a half-smile but said nothing.

    In the evening, the two returned from the White Horse Temple.

    The car reeled through the broad street. After walking for half a day, the King of Han felt a little tired, so he crouched on the lap of the princess, closed his eyes, and fell into a light sleep that was half awake.

    She put one hand on the princess' lap, resting her head on her head, and habitually grabbed the edge of the princess' skirt with the other hand. The car was shaking, after all, it was not as comfortable as the couch. From time to time, the King of Han woke up with his eyes open, and glanced at the princess drowsily, as if he could feel at ease when he saw her, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

    The princess saw that she was not sleeping well, so she gently embraced her, the king of Han did not open his eyes, but as if he was awake, he accurately wrapped his waist around the princess, buried his head in her belly, and continued Sleep well.

    Today she wore a blue-black futou, lined with a layer of soft fox fur, which was worn on her head to protect from the cold wind and keep warm. At this moment, she lay down, took off her head, and put it aside. Her jet-black hair was combed in a bun, only tied with a hair tie, not a hairpin.

    The princess touched the back of her head, which was exposed, and her hair was tight, but it was still smooth and soft. His Royal Highness's hair is particularly thin, and when it is thin, it is supple. Like her, she is always soft and kind.

    The ministers of the DPRK and China participated in her so many times, but she never held any grudges. King Teng wanted to kill her, so when Li Shou raised his army, he used the name of King Han and forced the court to kill King Han to sacrifice the flag. Wang was locked in the sky prison, and she was extremely depressed. She remembered this in her heart and would not forgive her, but she would not go to the trouble.

      At the request of the King of Han, he stroked the back of her neck twice, and the King of Han fell asleep.

    When he arrived at the palace, the king of Han was still awake.

    The princess looked at the time, and if she was allowed to sleep again, she would not be able to sleep at night, so she woke her up.

    Drowsy-eyed, the king of Han got off the carriage and followed behind the princess, rubbing his eyes while walking groggy.

    After dinner, the King of Han entered the palace, leaned beside the princess, and asked casually, "Have you seen Master Faru before?"

    "Have seen."

    The King of Han was surprised, didn't the princess live outside Beijing all the time? But she thought about it, maybe Master Faru had left the capital, and said, "When did you see him? At that time, he was so powerful and famous all over the world?"

    The princess smiled and said, "I saw him when I was a child, when he was unknown, and he was not long after he escaped, and he watered the peach blossom forest behind the temple every day." There is no need to water, but the little novice does not know that, like taking care of orchids in flower pots, he takes care of every peach tree in the peach forest with all his heart.

    The princess said that when she was a child, she was like a child.

    The King of Han thought it was the princess when she was a child. She listened to it, and after a brief thought, she always felt that something was wrong.

    Before she could think about it, the princess suddenly said, "Your Highness has been naughty for a day, so you should study hard at night to calm your mind."

    Han Wang was surprised, and immediately put aside Faru that matter and defended himself: "I'm not naughty."

    The princess' expression sank: "Isn't it naughty when you come back with the fragrance of flowers all over your body?"

    There are so many plum blossom trees, one by one. Walking among the flowers, if you accidentally wipe the branches, you must be dyed with the fragrance of flowers.

    This can't be blamed on her. The King of Han was wronged and wanted to argue again. When he looked up and saw the princess looking unhappy, she was weak and only muttered in a low voice: "Good or bad, but also murdered me."

    Such a pitiful little appearance, the princess almost bent her lips, but held back.

    Han Wang went to school when he was a child, and also read the classics of Jinglun. Many of them, she will carry. But her ambition is not here, and the classics are not interesting. After opening the mansion, she has never touched it again.

    In the evening, the lamp was lit outside the dormitory, and King Han sat upright on the couch, with a book on the desk in front of him. Han Wang read a few lines before his thoughts drifted away.

    Not far from the window, the princess is making spring shirts for the king of Han.

    This is the first dress that the princess sewed for her. She looked away from the book and looked at the princess secretly.

    The princess lowered her head and held a needle and thread in her hand. The needle and thread were passed through the fabric to sew the prototype of the dress.

    Han Wang remembered that when he was young, his mother would also sit under the window, sometimes with a dim light, sometimes with the window open, and the window was full of flowers, she was reflecting those flowers, every needle and thread To meet a robe.

    The mother is a boudoir girl, and she is very skilled in needlework, but she did not expect that the princess would also. She always felt that the princess was gentle, but this gentleness was obviously different from the gentleness of a boudoir girl. She was arrogant, calm and natural, as if she was not in harmony with this world, and she was detached from the mundane.

    The King of Han was fascinated by it. The princess suddenly raised her head, looked over, and the two eyes met. King Han was startled, and hurriedly lowered her head, as if she was studying hard.

    It didn't even look like the book, that page was not turned over all night.

    The princess smiled lightly, without puncturing it, let her go.

    History books are boring, and soon, the king of Han wandered away again, quietly looking at the princess.

    Mother's robe was made for Jun's father. At that time, Dad didn't come to see them much. The robes made by my mother were placed in Meng Xia from early spring, and they are still in the cabinet in the bedroom. The mother was not surprised or disappointed, as if she had expected such a situation. She was puzzled at the time, knowing that it was a waste of time, why bother.

    The mother said: "As long as any woman with a heart will always think of one or two objects made by her own hands. He doesn't want it, but it is a relief to me."

    Han Wang thought of this, his heart was warm, and his eyes brightened.

    Han Wang shook his head, leaned in a little, and said, "I'm not tired, I want a hug from the princess."

    I'm coquettish again. The princess smiled and hugged her.

    She is fragrant and warm. King Han refused to let go and buried his head on her shoulders: "Ayao, I also want a summer shirt."

    There are many embroiderers in the palace, and her robes are too many to wear, but thinking of what her mother said, she wanted the princess to sew them herself.

    The princess smiled and hugged her body: "Okay, I will make summer shirts for His Highness in the spring."

    Han Wang was very happy, she bent her brows and remembered something, and hurriedly said: "I need to wear one." The sewing of the clothes is very delicate, she is afraid that the princess will be tired.

    Wang Fei did not understand what she meant, and followed her: "Okay, just one."

    Han Wang is really happy.

    The princess embraced her, and she always felt that the little body under her palm seemed to grow taller, but it was still soft and lovable.