Peach Blossom Song + Fanwai

No matter how weak the king's spirit is, it will attract all the monsters to scramble to devour him. At first, he wondered if he could think of a way to remove the king's spirit for that young master.Back in the temple, he searched through the ancient books for three days in the Library Pavilion, but he didn't get a clue. It seems that this kingly spirit can only be let nature take its course.

That being the case, he decided to use that young master as a bait to lure all the monsters to the capital, trying to kill them, so that he could add a few more strokes to his merit book.

Jukong looked cold, smiled coldly, waved his whisk, and strode away towards the city gate.

The king of Han didn't know that she was missed by the Taoist priest, and she followed the concubine every day, and couldn't leave him for a while.The princess is also happy to see this, so that His Highness will not encounter strange things when he goes out.

The king of Han was sitting next to the concubine. The concubine was looking at the list of servants in the mansion. The list was more than just a name. Apart from the name, there was also the year when he entered the mansion, who bought it, and where and what errands he held. Chu.The concubine holds the pen in her right hand, looking at each one, and extracting one from time to time.

There is not much difference between the servants in the mansion and the ministers in the court. They should not be allowed to stay in one place for a long time, but should be rotated everywhere.

The concubine was doing business, and the king of Han was playing with himself. She was reading the story book for about an hour, and she was tired at this time, so she took off the saber bag around her waist and played.

She has worn that sarong for more than a year, and it still looks brand new, and the luster of the water-blue brocade is still there.The King of Han opened the opening, stretched out his hand, and poured the small peach branches inside into the palm of his hand.

Huh~~ King of Han blinked in surprise.

This pouch 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 a fresh fragrance of grass and trees, and there were some round young leaves, green. The meaning is swollen, green and verdant.

More than a year has passed, the King of Han carefully looked at the few small peach branches in the palm of his hand, they were still moist and vigorous, and they were not dry in the slightest.

The king of Han was very surprised.

The concubine heard her groan, turned her head to look over, and saw the King of Han holding those small peach branches, looking back and forth in front of her eyes.

These peach branches were broken off by her, each of which was sealed with her pressure, and because they are one body and connected with spiritual power, no matter where they are, they can communicate with her in terms of spiritual consciousness.

The king of Han held small peach branches and sent them to the princess. He was surprised and said: "Ayao, look, they haven't dried up in the past year or so."

The princess bent her lips, full of helplessness. The branches and leaves on her body, even if left for a thousand years, would never emit a ray of spiritual energy, so how could they dry up.

The gift from the eminent monks in the mountain temple has its own extraordinary features.Princess said.

Han Wang believed every word she said, nodded, and suddenly realized: it must be so, no wonder it is so clever.

The king of Han carefully put all the small peach branches back into his pouch, the princess took it, hung it on her waist for her, and said: "Since it is effective, Your Highness must not leave this thing."Pausing for a moment, there was no reply from the King of Han. When the princess looked up, she saw the King of Han staring at her blankly, his eyes fixed on her.

A look of unnaturalness flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, and she said seriously: "Did your Highness remember what you just said?"

The king of Han was caught peeping, feeling guilty, he obediently said: I've made a note of it.

Only then was the princess satisfied, and she took up her pen again to look at the list.

The King of Han lowered his head and touched the sass, the brocade was silky, and the tentacles were soft.This sassock is very powerful, she will not leave her body.The king of Han thought so, and couldn't help but go to see the princess again.

Just now when she tied the pouch for her, the princess bowed her head, revealing the back of her neck. Her back neck was clean and smooth, as white as jade, and the tenderness seemed to come from the bones when she lowered her head, making the King of Han unable to look away. There seemed to be something surging out of her heart, she wanted to get closer to the princess, and wanted the princess to only treat her and treat her well.

The king of Han leaned against the princess again.

Her breath is approaching, and the princess can naturally detect it.

The sun is slanting to the west, and the coolness invades through the doors and windows.His Highness has been with her here since the afternoon. After sitting for so long, he must be tired.The princess put down her pen, touched Hanwang's ear, and said: "I heard that the plum blossoms in the White Horse Temple are in bloom very well. How about I accompany His Highness to see the plum blossoms these few days?"

The King of Han nodded again and again: "Okay."

She was very happy, with a smile streaming from the corners of her eyes and brows, as if she couldn't wait to see the plum blossoms.The concubine also wanted to make her happy, but seeing her like this, she frowned slightly and said: Your Highness likes plum blossoms?

The king of Han didn't understand why she asked this question, and said honestly: "I like it."She likes everything that looks good.

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

The King of Han pondered seriously, and the longer she thought about it, the softer the Princess' smile became.The King of Han felt a little cold for some reason.

Well, Feng Chuī came in, she slipped into the arms of the princess, and said casually: Plum blossoms are beautiful, but not as good as peach blossoms.

The concubine's eyebrows stretched, and she said in a warm voice: "Your Highness, be good, sit down, and after I finish reading this page, I will go back to the bedroom with Your Highness."

The King of Han sat down obediently.The wind that came from nowhere just now seemed to recede in an instant, and it wasn't cold anymore.

They didn't return to the bedroom until it was time to light the lamps.

It was not yet Xu time, so it was obviously early to fall asleep at this time.There are dozens of copper lamps lit in the hall, illuminating the inner room like daytime.