Peach Blossom

    A single thought rescued a worry.

    Jun Yao was finally restless and returned to Xishan. It has been one month since King Han descended the mountain.

      The wooden house was what it looked like when she left. King Han went to the house for a month, and in the house where she was recuperating, her breath had dissipated, and it was obvious that she had never returned.

    Jun Yao could not say whether she was happy or unhappy for a while.

      However, there was another voice in her heart, faintly saying, that little trouble may not be able to escape.

    She is the King of Han, with many ties, she has been missing for a long time, and if she goes back, she must have many affairs to deal with, not to mention that she is in the country, and the palace of the Han King is not known whether it has been built or not, and many vassals are also To get acquainted, you must be too busy to touch the ground.

    This conjecture makes sense. Jun Yao couldn't tell whether it was true or she would rather.

    In any case, when she came back to see it, it was a matter of her mind. Jun Yao stayed in the wooden house for one night, and then wanted to leave, but the next morning, he heard the clatter of horses' hooves and came up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

    Jun Yao's mind moved and cast a spell to hide her figure.

    After about an hour, the king of Han came up the mountain.

    Han Wang wore a light crimson round-neck shirt, a small golden crown, and a pair of foundation soap boots, walking happily. The mountain road was rough and she could not ride a horse. She led the horse and hiked up the mountain. There are several small burdens hanging on the saddle, as well as a large food box. It is difficult for her to carry so many things in a square inch.

    She came alone, without attendants. When she got to the mountain, she did not go straight to the entrance, but stopped outside the fence and looked in for a while, as if waiting for the people inside to come out.

    Wait for a while, no one is seen. The King of Han stood on tiptoe and looked into the wooden house again. The doors and windows of the wooden house were closed, so he could not see what was going on. King Han scratched his head, led the horse, and called out, "Sister Jun."

    No one answered her.

    She waited for a few breaths, raised her voice a little, and called again: "Sister Jun."

    Still nobody.

    The wooden house is so big, if there are people in it, it will not be inaudible. Han Wang frowned, his little face showing doubts. Looking around, she saw a tree, she led the horse over, tied the reins to the tree, took the food box from the saddle, carried it in her hand, and went through the fence to the wooden house.

    The wooden house has four rooms, one is the kitchen, the other is the dressing room, the second is the room where the King of Han was recuperating from the wounds, and finally the place where Jun Yao was transformed to meditate for himself.

    Except for the last one, the remaining three Hanwangs have all been there. She first went to the small room where she lived, put the food box down, and then walked to the door of Junyao's room. She first listened to it, and then called twice from the door, but there was no movement.

    Jun Yao hesitated for a moment, but Zhang Er heard the voice of King Han. She only heard her murmuring in her heart, "Aren't you there? I'm afraid I've gone down the mountain."

    Thinking about it, I may have persuaded myself. The King of Han backed away again, returned to the outside of the fence, and carried in the little bundles from the saddle one by one.

    Open, all kinds, everything. There is a jade flute, made of jasper, with a transparent body, peach blossoms on the top, and a tassel hanging at one end. Just by looking at it, you can see that it is invaluable.

    Han Wang put it on the table, smiling, thinking in his heart, this will relieve Sister Jun.

     Arranging the things she brought, she opened the food box again.

    Opening the food box, I saw a few jade cups, all of which were decorated with delicious cakes. She brought out the jade cup, her face slightly sad.

    This will not taste good after a long time.

    It was an unfortunate coincidence that Sister Jun was going out. King Han sighed a little, but after a moment, she was relieved.

    So obediently sat under the window and waited for a while, but no one came. King Han is hungry. She calculated the time in her heart, one hour up the mountain, one hour down the mountain, it would be two hours, there would be something to do when going down the mountain, and if it was delayed for a while, I am afraid that I would be able to return home in the evening.

    Han Wang touched his stomach and turned his attention to the cakes he brought, very tangled. After struggling for a while, she tried her best to look away, her head lowered, and she was sullen.

    An hour later, the sun slanted slightly to the west, and the sun just passed through the window and shone on the king of Han. Her soft earlobes, like jade, seemed to be able to see through the light, very cute .

    Han Wang is listless.

    Sister Jun still hasn't returned home, she is so hungry.

    Han Wang put his idea on the cake again, she thought, secretly eat one, and Sister Jun will definitely share with me, I will eat and share my share.

    It seems reasonable to think about it.

    Han Wang convinced himself like this, stretched out his hand, and made a peach-shaped red bean cake. The cake is thought to be filled with extremely mellow milk, which is fragrant. good to eat. She rolled her eyes and liked it.

    Jun Yao smiled, the red bean cake was fragrant and sweet, it was very similar to this little thing.

    How can a small cake be enough? King Han ate several kinds of cakes one by one, barely feeling better, and continued to wait.

    The shadow of the sun gradually shifted to the west, until the Golden Crows fell, and no one was waiting. King Han got up from the couch and stood outside the fence to look around. The path in the mountain was deserted and clear, and no one came.

    From expectation to disappointment, Han Wang frowned a little, looking very disappointed.

    Jun sister Xu is visiting friends. Everyone has relatives and friends, and they need to move around frequently to maintain intimacy. Everyone has to visit relatives and friends.

    When she thought about it, she didn't feel relieved. When night was about to fall, she went into the room again to look for candles.

    There is only one candlestick in the room, lit, only a small flame. The King of Han felt that it was not enough, so he took the candlestick to the other houses, looking for another lamp. There were no lamps in the kitchen and no lamps in the dressing room. The King of Han arrived outside Jun Yao's room.

    Holding the candlestick, she took a look at the crack of the door and looked in. It was dark in the room and could not see the situation clearly. The door is unlocked, and you can enter with just a push.

    Jun Yao's heart is tight, there is only one futon in her room, one is short, and it does not look like living. Jun Yao was about to add some household goods to the room, when the breeze came from the forest, the shadows of the trees swayed, making swooshing noises, and the echoes were endless, which was quite terrifying.

    Han Wang was so frightened that he fled back to the room and closed the door tightly.

    All night, she sat in the corner, holding the small candlestick, daring not to let go, nor to close her eyes.

      Han Wang blinked blankly. After staying up all night, her eyes were blue and black, her complexion was extremely pale, and her eyes became more and more round, which made people feel pity.

    Jun Yao accompanied her all night and wanted to show up several times, but when she thought about it, what about showing up? She is a big monster, could it be that she really kept this little thing in captivity? Then he held it back again, and only watched her quietly by the side of King Han.

    Sitting in the corner all night, King Han's body was stiff, she stood up, stretched her arms and legs, still sitting under the window, waiting for Junyao to come back.

    This time I waited until the afternoon, and no matter how late, I would not be able to enter the city before dark.

    Han Wang led the horse and left low. She turned her head three times one step at a time, completely different from the cheerfulness when she came, and the shadows on the ground were filled with loss.

    It's finally gone. Jun Yao's heart is hard to tell. When he entered the house where the King of Han stayed, the candlestick was put back to its original place, and only a small part of it was burned. neat and tidy.

    His Royal Highness waited for a day, this time, it will not come again. Jun Yao felt empty in her heart, as if something was missing.

    Three thousand years, she has never tasted such a taste.

    Jun Yao stayed in Xishan, and her Taoism seemed to be at a level, and she seemed to have a breakthrough. Unshakable fog.

    No, five days later, Han Wang, who I thought would never come again, came again.

    She was still alone, leading a horse. This time, she changed into a lake blue summer shirt and wore a jade crown. There were still a few small burdens hanging on the saddle.

    Jun Yao was surprised, and after thinking about it, she still hid her figure.

    Han Wang brought many lamps and candles, filled a room full, and stayed overnight.

    Even though the room was full of lights, she was still shivering with fright, a small figure, weak and helpless in the candlelight. She knew that she was timid and afraid, but she stayed.

    After that, every three or five days, the king of Han would come to Xishan. Occasionally, she would come to Xishan when she was free. Every time they come excitedly and leave lonely.

    Jun Yao watched from the sidelines, from watching her with a cold eye to waiting for her to come.

    Summer to autumn, one season passed, Han Wang did not wait for Junyao to come back. She felt uneasy in her heart, and regretted that she had never asked Sister Jun about her relatives and friends, and where her parents were.

    She only knew her name Junyao, lived on the west mountain, rescued her, took care of her until her wounds healed, and then disappeared. The King of Han lived in the wooden house, dazed and scared. If Sister Jun didn't come back, she would find her and disappear.

    The King of Han has rekindled his confidence again. It is not unusual to travel slowly and visit friends for a long time.

    She waited again. It is still every three or five days, it will come once.

    In this way, in winter, the King of Han put on a big cloak and a small furry hat.

    As Zhengdan is approaching, there are a lot of things to do in the palace of the Han Dynasty. There was thick snow in the mountains, and the mountain road was icy. She walked very carefully. It was noon when she got outside the wooden house.

    The King of Han looked inside the fence, and saw the white snow in the courtyard as smooth as a mirror, flowing straight over the wooden steps in front of the house, and no one was seen. The corners of King Han's mouth drooped down, his dark eyes flashed, and there were tears in his eyes.

    Jun Yao's breath stagnated, His Highness used to see no one, although he was lonely, but he would not cry, I don't know why this time, so sad, could it be that someone in the country bullied her?

    Han Wang raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes, stepping on the snow to get in.

    Entering her small room, the furnishings in the room were the same as when she left the last time, none of the candlesticks and ornaments were moved.

    Han Wang was sad, sniffed, and the tears he just wiped fell again. She lowered her head, like a child who has lost her beloved, crying in grievance and wiping away her tears. The tears flowed continuously, and the dry wait for more than half a year seemed to have turned into tears, falling down sadly.

    Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded.

    "Your Highness, who made you sad?"

    Han Wang was startled, thinking he was hallucinating. She raised her head and looked forward with tears in her eyes, Jun Yao was right in front of her.

    She touched the top of her head and asked again: "Who bullied you? Tell me, I'll think of something for His Highness."

    The author has something to say:

    Look, Han Wang ate peach blossoms. Eat pastries in the middle.