Peach Blossom

    Han Wang was interested, he also carefully inquired about the condition of the peach tree, only to learn that the tree was blooming.

    "It's so big, it's rare in the world, if it can bloom, I don't know how beautiful it will be." When the king of Han talked about it, he was full of regrets. She wanted to seek approval, looked at Jun Yao, and asked Said: "Right?"

    Jun Yao is silent: "…"

    The King of Han waited for a while, but before Junyao could agree, he looked at her expectantly and said, "It must be the best, right?"

    If you don't answer her, I don't know how many times she will ask. Jun Yao hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly said, "Yes."

    Han Wang got the approval, and immediately smiled with satisfaction, and said happily, "Yes, just say it looks good."

    Jun Yao was ashamed for no reason, glanced at Han Wang, stopped talking, got up and left.

     Well said, she left, Han Wang scratched his head, very puzzled. No one was talking to her anymore, so she had to lie still alone.

    In the mountains, time seems to go by extraordinarily fast.

    The place where Jun Yao is here is no different from that in Guangping Temple. In addition to Qing repair, Jun Yao also needs to take care of the King of Han.

    She used to eat porridge with her every day. But after three or five days, the King of Han didn't say anything, but he tried his best to swallow the porridge one bite at a time, but just looking at her swallowing speed, you could tell that she was very reluctant.

    After a few days, His Royal Highness seems to have lost weight, and his small cheeks have become smaller.

    Jun Yao was a little worried and didn't know how to feed the mortal cubs. After thinking for a while, she went down the mountain and entered Linzi City to have a look.

    Han Wang ate porridge all the time and felt tired. It's just that the mountains are poor, and she can't find many delicious delicacies, so she doesn't say, she eats hard every meal so that she can heal faster, and when she goes down the mountain, she will bring many delicious foods to Sister Jun.

    Who knew that before her wounds healed, she had meat to eat for dinner that day.

      After a night, kill it, remove the head and tail, cut it into pieces, put it in a casserole, add herbs and spices, simmer overnight, the fragrance is added to the soup, the meat is crispy and delicious, and the soup is milky and delicious.

    Jun Yao took out the soup cup and placed it on the low table. The soup cup was quite large and it was inconvenient to hold it. Jun Yao also took a small porcelain bowl and poured out the chicken soup.

    The chicken soup was still hot and fragrant. Just smelling it made my index finger move.

    Jun Yao thought to herself that today, His Highness can have a full meal.

    Who knew that when she had finished the chicken soup and brought it to the King of Han, she saw that there was no joy on the face of the King of Han, but a little sad.

    Jun Yao paused and said warmly, "Your Highness has no appetite?"

    Han Wang shook his head, opened his mouth to speak, thought about it, closed his mouth again, stopped, turned his head and looked into the soup cup, there was not much chicken soup left in the cup.

    Seeing that she was not without appetite, Jun Yao brought the porcelain bowl to her. King Han's wound has not healed, and he is much better than before, but he turned over and held the bowl by himself.

    The King of Han took it, lowered his head and scooped out the soup. Instead of using it himself, he brought it to Jun Yao's lips and said, "You drink it."

    Jun Yao was startled, but it was too late to retreat, the wooden spoon touched her lower lip, the warm steam was steaming, and the fragrance filled her breath. She had to drink.

    For more than two thousand years, Junyao has been isolated from eating food in the mortal world. At first glance, it is fragrant and delicious, and the aftertaste is endless. With such a taste, it is no wonder that many spirits have clearly established themselves in the valley, and they often roam the mortal world to find the best taste in the world to enjoy.

    Jun Yao nodded.

    Han Wang was as happy as he was praised, scooped a second spoon, and went to feed Junyao. This time Jun Yao reacted, she slightly turned her body to avoid it, and said, "No need."

    Han Wang wondered: "Don't you like it?" As soon as she finished speaking, her expression brightened, she found the reason, and said: "I have a small appetite and can't drink so much. You share the burden for me. Some."

    Han Wang is still waiting, his tender brows are full of joy, as if she likes it, more important than her own.

    Jun Yao's heart is soft, if she gets up and leaves without saying a word, His Highness must be sad again. Jun Yao sighed in her heart, it's just a trivial matter, why bother His Highness. He was fed by the King of Han. The king of Han was in high spirits, his dark eyes were clear and pure, and when he looked at Jun Yao, she was the only one full of them.

    Jun Yao was silent, and after two spoonfuls, she said, "Enough."

    This time, the King of Han did not invite him again, and drank the rest himself. With the same wooden spoon, she didn't seem to notice anything wrong, Jun Yao's gaze stopped at the edge of the wooden spoon, then she turned her eyes away and looked elsewhere.

    The soup is exhausted, Han Wang is very full.

    Jun Yao cleans up the bowl and spoon as usual. Han Wang looked at her, as if he had something to say, but he didn't know how to say it. Jun Yao didn't ask her, just slowed down slightly and stayed for a while longer.

    Finally, King Han summoned up his courage and said solemnly: "Today, thank you very much."

    Jun Yao waited for her to speak, not wanting to thank her so earnestly.

    The King of Han looked at the soup cup, with a look of guilt on his face: "This soup costs a lot, right?" King of Han was not very particular about food, but he knew a lot. Although this chicken soup is common, it is quite particular. If you follow the practice in the palace, it will cost a hundred gold at least. If the folks are not so extravagant, I am afraid it will cost a lot.

    It was this that she was worried about. Sister Jun is very frugal, but spends a lot for her.

    They met by chance, she not only saved her, but also treated her so well.

    Han Wang thought like this, looked at Jun Yao, and said sincerely: "If you like it, you will always have it in the future."

    Now that she has her, although a hundred gold is huge, it is nothing to her.

    Sister Jun treats her well, she will treat her better and repay her.

    She is so serious, Jun Yao doesn't know what to say. Seeing that she didn't answer, King Han became a little anxious. He reached out and grabbed her sleeve and said, "Really, if you don't like someone disturbing your peace, I'll bring it here in person, and I'll treat you well."

    Seeing her anxious, Jun Yao was relieved. She was just a child, with clear likes and dislikes on her face. She smiled and nodded: "Then thank your Highness first."

    She believed. Han Wang breathed a sigh of relief, she would do what she said, even if Sister Jun only dealt with her verbally at this time, gradually, she would know that she was really treating her well.

    Speaking of which, Han Wang also found it very strange. She was born for nearly twenty years, and not many people were close to her. The only mother who knew her identity passed away many years ago.

    She has always been alone, since she doesn't know how to communicate and has little power, everyone in Beijing looks down on her, and she is also herself. calamity.

    Who knew that an assassination made her meet Sister Jun.

    She knows her secrets, she doesn't have to hide it in front of her, she is also a good person, heal her wounds, talk to her.

    It would be great if I could get along with Sister Jun all the time. The King of Han looked at Jun Yao quietly, his cheeks were red, and he couldn't understand what he was ashamed of.

    There is always a good time for a shoulder injury. What's more, Jun Yao's personal treatment was as good as before the injury, and even the scars healed very quickly.

    The King of Han was shocked. It turns out that Sister Jun is not only a hermit, but also a very powerful doctor.

    She's okay, so it's not good to stay in the mountain anymore, it's time to go down. From the disappearance of the master, I am afraid that I am so anxious to go to Beijing to plead guilty. The King of Han is a dignified prince after all, she doesn't care anymore, the burden on her body is always there.

    The horse that carried her up the mountain was still there, so the King of Han rode it and went down the mountain.

    As soon as she left, Jun Yao also left.

    The wooden house was made by her, and now it is gone, it should be taken back. Jun Yao pondered for a while, but left it behind. If His Royal Highness rises up in the future and comes here to look for her, if she disappears, she will fall, and if there is no wooden house, it will be impossible to say.

    You Junyao left the wooden house and left alone.

    She used to be alone in the past, but now she got rid of the little trouble of the Han King, and now she is alone again. She should feel relieved. For some reason, Jun Yao is thinking about the Han King again.

    His Royal Highness has a seal and ribbon on his body. There must be no twists and turns.

    But Jun Yao is still worried.

    When she went down the mountain, she traveled to Luoyang. Luoyang, where the capital is located, is dominated by Wang Qi, but all monsters should be avoided, and few will go to the capital.

    But Jun Yao and Xian Ji are only one day apart, so she is not so afraid of this, as long as she is not close to the emperor, the king's anger will not hurt her.

    Wang Qi is unique to the monarch of a country and is closely related to the fortune of the country.

    Wei Chuan II, up to the present emperor, the country is strong, the warehouse is full, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

    In reality, the opposite is true.

    Jun Yao saw that above the Luoyang Palace, the emperor's aura was weak, like the light of a candle in the wind, struggling to support.

    It can be seen that this emperor may not be able to do it for long. And if only the emperor has a difficult life, and the king's qi does not decline to this point, Wei Guo's national fortune may also come to an end.

    Under the nest, there will be no eggs. His Royal Highness King Han is the eighth son of Emperor Gao, the emperor's uncle, and the most respected prince. If Wei is gone, how can she be better?

    The author has something to say:

    Cultivation while crying? Um?

    Han Wang also has a temper, you are like this, she will be angry.