The Road to Peach Blossoms

Xuanwu Kingdom, Fengxiang Palace.

It was already late at night, but the Fengxiang Palace was still brightly lit, because its owner was worried about the moon as usual, full of melancholy, perhaps with some resentment or even resentment.

A beautiful and dignified woman is sitting by the vanity mirror. She is wearing a light purple robe, a light pink gauze over her shoulders, and a thin purple dress inside.Wearing a golden branch on the head, dozens of golden filaments hang down from the golden branch; jade bracelets are worn on the slender hands; a little powder is applied, which looks very solemn, green gemstone earrings are shiny and unique, and a butterfly bun is tied on the head. Dark green and light green gemstones are lightly embellished.A touch of contempt and hatred interspersed between her eyebrows and eyes, making her look more mature and stable, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of infinite amorous feelings.

Empress Duan, the mother of the Xuanwu Kingdom, is the queen of the world——

Because of the ten years she spent in the palace, and counting the time before that person who failed to become the emperor, when she looked back at her life, it turned out that she had given all her youth to that person.But what about that person?Apart from giving her a back position that seemed to be very beautiful on the surface, how long has it been since he came to see her?No matter how gorgeously she dressed herself up, that person would not give her a second look.

At this time, someone knocked lightly on the door, she put down the eyebrow pencil, looked back, and found that it was her big court lady Yuanyang.Yuanyang said: "Madam, Your Highness is in a bad mood and is smashing things in the hall right now."

The "little highness" here does not refer to the youngest among the princes, but refers to the young master of Fengxiang Palace.

Duan Hou frowned slightly: "Jin'er has always been young and mature, more mature and stable than this palace, what annoyed him?"

Yuanyang shook her head: "I don't know."

After finishing it, he sighed softly, supported the dressing table and stood up: "I should go and see him."

That was her baby, she gave birth to it only after ten months of pregnancy. Although the baby's father had no conscience, why didn't she care about it?

After pushing the door and stepping into the fourth prince's bedroom, it was indeed as Yuanyang said: the room that was clean and spotless is now full of mess, smashed vases, tea sets, torn files, famous paintings, and overturned tables , a chair... and it was obvious that her son's mood was still not improving, his lowered eyebrows were full of haze, and his immature cheeks were clouded.

Where does it look like a child who is about to be eleven or twelve years old?

From this point of view, Jin'er's angry appearance is very similar to his father. Shi Ran sat down.

"What's the matter, Jin'er? Tell the queen mother."

The young man raised his eyes to look at his mother's queen after hearing the words. His appearance was extremely beautiful, and he perfectly inherited the perfect genes of his father and mother's queen; Tightly pursing his lips, he said with lingering anger:

"He did that to him!"

There is no beginning and no end, who is he first?Who is the second him?Maybe other people will find Monk Zhang Er confused when they hear it, but who is behind her?Knowing children is like mother, she is the child's mother.

She looked at him indifferently: "That's it?"

The fourth prince continued, "Why is he? Doesn't he know that this is a □□? Just because he is the emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom?"

Duan Hou nodded, his voice was neither sad nor happy: "You are right, it is because he is the master of Xuanwu Kingdom that he can do whatever he wants; remember, he is not only your father, but also what he does, It's all right, even if..."

Even if he fell in love with his parent and child, even if he failed her, he was still right.

She sighed helplessly, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with a little sourness, "Forget it, Jin'er, you can't compare to him, he is your father after all, let go."

What crime did she do?Husband and son both fell in love with the same person, so is that woman's son that good?So attractive?But who could she hate?Hate that seven-year-old kid who doesn't know anything?Or hate her husband or son?

"...No, no." The fourth prince muttered to himself in a low voice, "He will be mine, and Jue'er will be mine. What kind of thing is the father? He is not worthy of Jue'er. He is quite old, will he still harm my Jue'er?... No, no, you are wrong, queen mother, you are wrong this time, right..."

His voice suddenly rose, "One day, I will usurp the throne and kill him, and give him a cup of poisoned wine and three feet of white silk. I will force him to commit suicide in front of me with my own eyes, and I will stand in front of him as a victor." Declare that Jue'er is mine."

Duan Hou was shocked, stood up in shock, and wanted to cover his mouth.

However, the handsome young man and her excellent son looked at her with a strange expression: "Father said that father and son are lovers in previous lives, but I think brothers are lovers in previous lives. Empress Do you think I am right?"

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At noon the next day, the sun was in full bloom, and the bright sunlight shone on the bulging brocade quilt on the royal bed. The Ninth Prince woke up from the fragrance and sweetness. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, then yawned a little sleepily. Holding the soft cushion without letting go, he poked his little feet out of the bed with sleepy eyes.

A slender and fair hand held the pink and lovely jade feet in it, delicately and softly covering his white plain socks and exquisite boots on the bed, and the owner of the hand worked tirelessly to dress him, tie his belt, Washing and tying up the silk, a series of processes are completed in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

At that time, the Ninth Prince was still wandering with his eyes closed!

"Father, Father..." He allowed himself to be hugged by the man, his slender eyelashes blinked, and before he opened his eyes, he grabbed the man's thin cloth and murmured coquettishly. Come, "I'm so hungry, I want to eat mung bean cake, I want to eat rose cake, I want to drink white fungus porridge..."

"Okay, you little glutton..." The man with a deep and magnetic voice laughed lightly, lightly hung on the Ninth Prince's nose, and said lovingly, "It's all for you... "

"Come—people—"

At this time, a servant came quietly, whispered something in the man's ear, and left quietly.Because when the Ninth Prince was sleeping, Emperor Xuanwu was afraid that a little movement would disturb his sleep, so idlers and others could not enter Zhengyang Palace at leisure, and that person delayed reporting until this time.

It happened that the Ninth Prince saw it, and he blinked, with doubts in his eyes: What's the matter?Mysterious?Is there anything Father can't let me know?

"Father, what happened?" He asked curiously.

Bei Chenyin smiled, and jokingly said, "It's your fourth brother—he's a big brother, and he's throwing temper tantrums just like you, and the vases are all broken."

"I won't lose my temper, I'm a good boy." The Ninth Prince retorted angrily, and his pink lips also pouted, "The fourth brother is a disobedient bad boy!"

"...But," he changed the subject, and began to worry about his fourth brother again, "fourth brother is in a bad mood, I'll go and comfort him! What should I do?"

The Ninth Prince rolled his eyes and searched around the bedroom, and suddenly saw a delicate and beautiful vase, he smiled and said: "Yes! That's it! Fourth brother smashed the vase, I'll give him one!"

Later, the vase was regarded as a treasure by the fourth prince, and it was a pity that the ninth prince accidentally smashed it until he became the emperor for several years. Brother, he quietly slipped out of the palace and climbed into the mansion of Prime Minister Chu at that time, scaring the beauty Miss Chu who was taking a bath.

Later, someone arranged an errand for Caiyi, and she went to Anbu.In the Anbu, she thought of that child, his sculpted face, his big and bright eyes, and his cute and playful words, and she could never forget them.She was helpless and used to being alone since she was a child, so she was not good at speaking, but now she was only thinking about one thing - how to repay her benefactor?

Time is like an arrow, time flies like a shuttle, the fleeting time between fingers is the end of spring and autumn, the coming of cold and the passing of summer; at this time, it is Yangchun March, spring and Jingming, a scene of revival and prosperity of all things.

The eldest prince hurriedly held a plate of something, followed by a few servants, his eyes impatiently searched the palace, and when he saw that lively and cute little figure, his eyes lit up, and he Waving his hands excitedly, he called out the man's name loudly: "Ninth Brother——"

The man looked back suddenly, but he was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, holding in his arms a petite and white creature from the Western Regions. The hairpin headband, the white and tender pretty face, the radiant eyebrows, especially the eyes that have been sculpted by time, look like the pilgrimage, his father, from the original black and white grape eyes to the eyes full of affection. The peach blossom eyes, every frown and smile are full of infinite charm, all piled up in the corners of the eyes.

That was his ninth younger brother, the ninth younger brother who was honored and favored.

The eldest prince rushed over in stride, smiled flatteringly and said, "Look, Ninth Brother, what did Big Brother bring you?" He held up the thing in his hand to show the man, but it was a plate of fluffy freshly baked , crispy, sweet souffle, as soon as he opened the lid of the celadon, a mouth-watering fragrance wafted out of it, and won the love of the Ninth Prince with his cute appearance.

The little prince's eyes suddenly became dotted with stars, as if the sky was full of stars, he scooped a small piece from the plate and put it into his mouth pretending to be reserved, took a sip, the sweet and warm breath lingered on his tongue. The space melts, and the teeth and cheeks leave fragrance.

Seeing the cute little brother squinting his eyes and looking happy, he really looked like the lazy and noble creature in his arms but dismissive... the creature called a cat, the eldest prince couldn't help touching the top of the little boy's head, He murmured in a low voice: "Ninth brother, you are so beautiful..."

Although he has already been crowned king and left the palace to build a mansion (it can be regarded as being sent away by his father), although he has entered adulthood and has been married for several years, but the behavior of pleasing the youngest brother has become his. Nature, engraved into his soul.Although he doesn't have a child of his own, because he finally got into the bridal chamber but suddenly didn't raise it (this is a tragedy), and he was looked at by his princess coldly for countless times, but if he must have a child, he vowed to To be like the father, to give birth to a son as lovely as the ninth brother.

He stared straight at the Ninth Prince's perfect side face, and a burning sensation surged up in his lower/abdomen, this feeling was so familiar and natural, so rebellious, it made him suddenly feel an unbearable pain from the bottom of his heart.

"what are you doing?!"

Suddenly, a voice suddenly broke in, and Shi Potian was startled awake from his trance state. He subconsciously searched for the source of the sound, but saw his handsome fourth younger brother, that talented prince looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. There was a bone-chilling chill etched in his bottomless eyes, like a pot of frozen water suddenly poured in during the dog days, so cold that he rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

He couldn't help but staggered back three steps, fell to the ground, Nene didn't know what to say, and blushed with shame, he actually, actually had such thoughts of being inferior to his ninth younger brother...

"Fourth brother...!" Seeing his dear fourth brother approaching with a smile on his face, the Ninth Prince's eyes lit up, he grabbed the fourth brother's sleeve and began chattering happily, "Brother brought me custard Sula, he is so kind to me...you see my wind chimes like to eat them too, look how delicious they are...! Thank you very much...Brother, huh?"

(Feng Ling'er is the magical species that came from the Western Regions as a tribute. It is white all over without a trace of variegation. It is petite but moves like flying. It is called Feng Ling'er because when the Ninth Prince saw it for the first time, it whimpered. Babbling, the sound is as melodious as his favorite wind chime.)

His voice stopped abruptly, because he found that the eldest prince was sitting on the ground in an indecent posture, his cheeks were flushed; what happened?He wanted to lean over to help the eldest brother up, but his fourth brother stopped him slightly, and helped the eldest brother up first, the two had a brief contact, the fourth brother said something in the ear of the eldest brother, and the eldest brother felt ashamed With a full face, he left in a hurry.

"What did you say to him?" The Ninth Prince asked curiously.

"I told him that his soufflé could be improved, and he felt that he was inferior, so he left ashamed. You don't have to pay attention to him." Bei Chenjin curled the corner of her lips, and said in a mysterious tone, "Jue'er, fourth brother has something interesting to do, do you want to come with me?"

"Okay, okay~" The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows with great interest, "I'm going to be bored to death recently!"

It turns out that there is a decree in the Xuanwu State, and the emperor's son can select two from the Anbu as guards when he reaches sixteen to protect his safety; this year, the fourth son Bei Chenjin just turned 16, and this trip will go to the Anbu for a while.

After hearing this, the Ninth Prince curled his lips in disinterest: "I heard that group of guys are very dull and dull, I don't want to deal with them...you go on your own!"

The fourth prince smiled and said, "You can choose for me!"

"Okay then, let's see what the dark guard looks like, is it the same as wood."

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