Peach Blossom

    The half-year-old boy with round eyes is as fresh as the young leaves in the forest.

    The woman couldn't help but want to raise her hand to touch her soft and white earlobe that was almost transparent. Thinking of the difference in identities between the two, she finally held back.

    Han Wang put away her frightened appearance, and seriously covered up: "I don't have anything to worry about."

    The woman nodded to show her understanding. Seeing that the King of Han did not believe her, he breathed a sigh of relief.

    When someone speaks, breaking the silence is much easier. The King of Han glanced at the woman again, thinking about his words, and then thinking, "Do you know why Tai Chang... wants to marry the Prince of Han's mansion?"

    This marriage came so suddenly, she always had to figure out the reason.

    The woman glanced at her with a smile on her lips: "His Royal Highness will be shocked when you hear it."

    The woman looked at her and saw that although she was confident, her clear eyes were clearly nervous. She shook her head secretly in her heart, and said warmly, "I don't know how Tai Chang heard that His Highness has a very precious life..." She paused for a moment and looked at King Han meaningfully, "You have the appearance of an emperor."

    Han Wang was shocked, and his face was pale: "Hu, nonsense! I don't!"

    She knew that many ministers in the court thought that she was pretending to be stupid, but in fact she had hidden evil intentions and had coveted the throne for a long time.

    But she didn't!

    Han Wang was angry and aggrieved, but she didn't have the heart, but people always brought it up, as if she was hoping for her, so that they could watch a lively event.

    Just now, she was so puffed up like a small bun covered with meat, and her eyes were red all of a sudden. A look of helplessness flashed across the woman's eyes, and she comforted her softly, "I thought it was nonsense too. It's unbelievable that it's a matter of fate."

    Han Wang nodded, holding back his tears. She was actually a little scared. If this matter was known to others, it would be a disaster for her. She raised her eyes again and asked, "It's too often that you want to marry me?"

    "This is only one of them. He also knows the fate of things, and he can't do it correctly. If he loses his life because of this, it would be reckless." The woman explained.

    Not long after she entered Beijing, she had already heard about the King of Han.

    Two years ago, there was a palace change in Beijing. After the palace change, Emperor Ai died. Among the kings of the previous emperors, they were either executed or evacuated, and only the two sons of King Han and King Teng remained. At that time, the throne was vacant, Wei had no master, and King Han was older than King Teng. If the previous example was followed, the ministers should support King Han to take the throne and preside over the overall situation. However, at that time, Princess Puyang, the seventh daughter of the late emperor, was already in power.

    As a result, the situation of Han Wang was embarrassing.

    Because of this, there are very few officials who are willing to marry the Han Dynasty, lest they marry today and become rebels tomorrow.

    Tai Chang would be too confused if she married her daughter to the King of Han just because of her destiny.

    Han Wang looked at her eagerly, waiting for her to speak. The woman couldn't help softening her heart, her eyes became softer, and continued: "His Royal Highness is fourteen years old, and the marriage has not yet been settled. Your Majesty is also very worried about this. Too often, I want to marry His Highness, and I never invited Iceman to see him. To solve this worry for Your Majesty."

    In this way, if the king of Han really has that day, he will be the ruler of the country. Two conveniences, but to give up a daughter, too often think that it is very cost-effective.

    Han Wang understood, she was stunned for a moment, lowered her eyelids, and said in a low voice: "Looking like this, things have not changed."

    This matter has been heard, and His Majesty has acquiesced. She had to marry, and the man opposite had to marry.

    Han Wang lowered his head in frustration. The summer shirt is still thin, and the hair is tied in a crown. She looks like an adult, but she is actually only half a teenager. When she is unhappy, it shows on her face, even her soft, fair, round and lovely ears. It seems to be fading away.

    There was a trace of apology on the woman's face. Tears loomed in the eyes of King Han. She raised her hand and lowered her head, rubbed her eyes, and said sullenly, "It's not early, I should leave."

    Her eyes were already red, like a timid rabbit, and redder when rubbed, looking pitiful.

    The woman felt pity and love, took out a pouch from her sleeve and handed it to her: "This thing is asked for from the mountain temple, it can ward off evil spirits."

    In a few days, it will be Zhongyuan. On that day, hundreds of ghosts traveled, and the yin was very heavy. In previous years, King Han always hid in the palace, dragging his family orders to report things to her, but in fact, he wanted someone to accompany her. But she still felt spooky and frightened.

    Hearing that this item can ward off evil spirits, the King of Han subconsciously took it, and before her fingertips touched the sachet, she suddenly thought why she gave her this at this time? He must have heard that she is afraid of the dark and ghosts. King Han didn't want to be looked down upon, his tender little face puffed up, and he said unhappily, "I have it."

    The woman smiled again and said patiently, "This one, be smart."

    Han Wang was a little moved. She also had a lot of magic talismans in her house, but they always didn't work, and she was still afraid. This, maybe really smart.

    She took a peek at the woman and saw that she really wanted to give this to her. King Han raised his hand awkwardly to take it, and thanked him awkwardly.

    The woman watched her put the sachet in her sleeve, Fang Wenrou said: "Your Highness is polite."

    Han Wang pursed his lips, glanced at her, thought of something, hesitated for a while, and said a little worriedly: "You gave it to me, do you still have it?"

    If there is only one piece of this thing, what will she do during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Since she is prepared for this, she should be afraid.

      King Han moved awkwardly, but still waited for her reply.

    There was warmth in the woman's eyes, she curved the corners of her lips, and said softly: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I still have it."

    The King of Han did not stay with her for too long, and after a while, the maid who led the way came back and led the King of Han back to the hall.

    Han Wang is known to be too diligent and finds it annoying. Knowing that it was hopeless to shirk the marriage, she didn't want to talk too much with Tai Chang, and left early. Tai Chang wanted to say a few more words to her, but seeing that she was in high spirits, it was not easy to force her to stay, so he respectfully escorted her outside the mansion and watched her board the car and leave.

    The King of Han returned to the palace and went to the waterside. In a few days, there will be an edict for marriage, and she will really have a princess. The King of Han looked down. The princess is always different from others. She is very worried that one day if she is not careful, her identity will be broken by the princess. Until then, it's not good.

    The king of Han frantically fiddled with the pieces for a while, and suddenly remembered the bag.

    She took the pouch out of her sleeve, put it in the palm of her hand and looked at it. It is aqua blue, embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, and the sewing is very delicate. I just can't see where it's special.

    Hanwang turned it over again and found that its opening was not sewn, but was fastened with a colorful ribbon with a jade bead hanging on each end, Hanwang dialed the bag opening, Release the color sash and open it.

    The things to ward off evil are mostly talismans, pixiu, or jade pendants that have been opened. The King of Han thought that the bag contained these objects. She stretched out her hand and fell down in the palm of her hand, but a few twigs were poured out.

    There was a hint of curiosity in King Han's eyes, he put the bag aside, fiddled with the twigs, and then raised his hand to his nose to take a closer look.

    These twigs seem to have been broken off from freshly drawn twigs, with a fresh scent of grass and trees, one of them has a very small leaf, the smallest is only round little green head. The tender green is small but full, as if to expand. It seems to fold down soon.

    The Book of Materia Medica says: "The owl peach does not fall on the tree, killing hundreds of ghosts", "Dianshu" says: "The peach is the essence of the five trees, subduing evil spirits, and controlling hundreds of ghosts. "

    The king of Han solemnly put the twigs back into the pouch and hung them around his waist. With so many allusions to prove it, she felt that this bag must be really spiritual.

    How come she never thought that next spring, she would plant more peach trees in the mansion.

    The navy blue pouch matches the clothes of Han Wang very well.

    Jia Ling rushed over in a hurry. After he bowed, he saw the new ornaments on the waist of the King of Han at a glance, and asked aloud: "The bag is unique, where did Your Highness get it? "

    Han Wang touched it carefully, worried that if it was damaged, it would not work. She cherished her eyes and said, "The daughter of Taichang gave it to me."

      Look at Your Highness."

    Han Wang was stunned for a moment, looked at Jialing, blushing, and said angrily: "Jialing, you are mistaken."

     Jialing looked at her lovingly. This morning, he was worried that the marriage was not right, but now it seems that he is really worried, and he is afraid that the king of Han will be thin and shy, so he dutifully persuaded: " Young people's feelings are always poetry, don't be shy, Your Highness, there will always be such a thing."

    Han Wang couldn't say anything about him, so he had to let him retire.

    Jia Ling felt that His Highness had grown up, and he was unwilling to talk to him, and felt a little sad, but when he thought that His Highness was about to get married, and that he would become an adult soon, he was refreshed again , happily prepare the objects for marriage.

    A few days later, the edict was issued.

    His Royal Highness the King of Han formed a good relationship with Taichang's daughter, and the happy day is set for the tenth day of October after March.

    The author has something to say:

    Little crying bag is getting married.