Chapter 290 It turned out that I saw the princess in the palace, right? Husband
The moonlight swayed gently and fell between the sky and the earth.
Shan Wulan reached out and touched a peach petal. She shook her fingers gently and touched a few wisps of coolness, and then the coolness slowly withdrew.
"That's right..."
"You said you were watching this peach forest for others, but do you know when this peach forest became undefeated in all seasons?"
The old woman was leaning on a cane, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes, and then she said with a smile:
"This peach forest has always been like this when I was very young. As for when it bloomed, I don't know exactly, but maybe someone will know..."
"Maybe I'm waiting for something."
Shan Wulan lowered his head and thought for a while, then said quietly:
"Then can it wait?"
"Because you can't wait, are you waiting here all the time?"
The old woman stood up, smiled kindly, and replied:
"Who knows?"
Shan Wulan's eyelashes fluttered several times, and she looked thoughtfully at the peach forest in front of her.
One piece is red, one piece is dark!
Her heart was filled with joy, but she didn’t know what to explain. She seemed to have thought of everything about him, and gently closed her eyes:
"It would be great if he could shake a peach blossom tree for me..."
At this time, two people's voices came from a distance, one loud and one small, but the conversation sounded quite funny.
"Old flower, what time is it now?"
The little beggar picked up the gravel at his feet and threw it towards Laohua, thinking silently in his heart, hit, hit!
"It's about time."
Laohua casually caught the stone, blew his beard and glared at him.
"We climbed the mountain all night and ended up in such a desolate place?"
"You're talking about Lao Hua, that gentleman looked so kind and even invited you to dinner, so you left in such a hurry?"
"You also threw a broken wine gourd at someone else. Who cares about your wine gourd?"
"I said you can't be ambitious. Even if I learn some qi training techniques from you, it won't necessarily be very powerful. When will you break the void and take me to Nandu to see the big girl?"
Laohua gave him a shock, glanced at him, and said impatiently:
"You know what the heck, if I give that gourd to that big gentleman, he will probably be happy and sing every night."
"And the road is difficult. The difficulty lies in persistence. There are thousands of crucian carp crossing the river. Why can you jump over the dragon gate?"
"······"
The little beggar glanced at him impatiently, pinched his nose and covered his mouth and nose:
"Yes! You just know nothing!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a "poof" across the silent surroundings, across the flock of chirping birds, across the chirping of summer cicadas, and startled the silhouette of the purple-robed figure in the distance...
Laohua narrowed her eyes, looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of her, and said:
"What a strange thing. Does the sword cultivator in Xuezhou have nothing to do?"
"Where are you running around? How many have you met here?"
The little beggar stared blankly at the white-haired sister not far away, his heart pounding, and he subconsciously said:
"This sister is as beautiful as the sister in the inn..."
However, Laohua seemed not to have seen Shan Wulan, and walked towards the peach tree. With infinite tenderness in her eyes, she raised her hand and stroked it gently, and said to herself:
"It's been ten years again, hey, this time I brought back a little beggar."
"His talent is incredible. He will definitely be successful in cultivation in the future. I am training him as his successor..."
He took out a frayed sachet from the storage ring whose original appearance was unclear. After much hesitation, it was not hung on the peach branch. Instead, he took out a wine gourd again and pulled out the stopper.
Wisps of aroma instantly dispersed in the air. The little beggar staggered and fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep. The old woman also closed her eyes quietly with a smile on her lips.
Shan Wulan's eyes were filled with shock as he watched the liquid in the gourd flowing under the peach tree. The roots of the entangled peach tree exuded a crystal luster. Finally he couldn't help it anymore and lightly
Qing asked:
"Nixuanye?"
The old beggar nodded and just looked at the peach tree with his arms folded.
"So the fragrance of peach blossoms that lasts for ten miles and lasts all year round is all because of you?"
The old beggar nodded.
"Why?"
Shan Wulan was speechless for a moment.
A holy object like Ni Xuan Liquid can prolong life. It is definitely a rare treasure in the world, so he poured it on this land casually? No wonder the peach blossom fragrance can spread so far.
"Because she is my lover."
The old beggar's expression was very calm, his eyes passed through the peach forest, and his eyes were reflected in the moonlight.
"So every ten years you go to Qixuantian to steal some Nixuan liquid, just to keep the peach tree that has already reached its age in full bloom?"
Shan Wulan didn't find it incredible, but for a moment she admired this senior.
"I want to hear your story."
Shan Wulan sat down and looked at the old beggar.
The old beggar smiled freely and said:
"You sword cultivators from Xuezhou still live a smart life. You can go wherever you want. I saw one this afternoon."
"There are two women with him. He is really a romantic person."
Shan Wulan: "??"
Taking a deep breath, Shan Wulan felt that she already knew who that person was, but what she didn't expect was that there was more than one woman beside him.
But looking at the old beggar in front of me, I still suppressed the anger in my heart, but the emotions in my heart came out.
The voice was murmuring, and he sighed quietly, but his fingers that were grabbing the hem of his skirt were dug in deeply:
"I think I know who the man the senior is talking about is."
"That man is my husband."
"I'm looking for him."
Now it was the old beggar's turn to sigh.
He looked at the person in front of him with a hint of playfulness in his mouth:
"This is really wonderful. One of his women likes peach blossoms, but the other woman is allergic to peach blossoms..."
Silent and silent, the wind is still.
Allergic to peach blossoms?
Shan Wulan's eyes froze for a moment, then looked back at the peach tree, thoughtfully.
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At dawn, the sun rises in the east.
The bluebird, illuminated by the morning light, flew around in the forest. When it passed the weeping willow, it suddenly turned back and pecked, and its beak struck the summer cicada that sang the most cheerfully.
It got stuck in the throat and couldn't be swallowed, so he flicked it hard with his sharp mouth.
"Crack!"
Cicadas enter the painting.
The morning light rises with the smoke and mist from the poetic inn. People have opened their eyes one after another, looking at everything in front of them with curiosity and confusion, and there are all kinds of things in between.
Doubts:
"Why am I sleeping here? Weird?"
"Yes, I seemed to have slept soundly and deeply last night? Like a dead pig..."
In the room upstairs, Su Bei was gradually awakened by the chirping of birds and a burst of noisy sounds, and then he opened his eyes after working hard all night.
The bluebird outside the window looked at the few people in the house very curiously, looking at the messy floor and jumping back and forth on the window sill.
Bellyband, long skirt, stockings, torn stockings, belt, obscene pants...
All of this demonstrates how Xiao Su Bei fought against Nan Ji last night.
Su Bei seemed to have thought of something, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he tilted his head and looked at Nan Ji, who was still sleeping soundly beside him.
Her head was resting on her slightly numb arm, and her hair was itching on her arm, carrying a faint fragrance that was unique to her.
A pair of slender jade legs were placed on her body, together with a pair of small hands tightly holding her waist. On her beautiful and neutral face, her eyelashes were trembling gently,
Still with a bit of blush.
Even if you know her so deeply, you will still feel that she is so perfect when you are around her.
Su Bei held her in his arms, the perfect touch of her skin, the perfect (...) pressure on his chest, the taste was indescribable.
Gently stroking her smooth back, you can feel that she is very tired inside, and what she needs more is a warm embrace for her to rely on, rather than an intense morning exercise.
Anyway, there are still many days to be with her, and Su Bei is not in a hurry for this moment.
I also understand the principle of fishing in dry lakes.
After extinguishing the fire in my heart, only tenderness was left. Her skin and admiring her posture were a wonderful sense of beauty.
Ji Nanjue liked his gentleness, lying on his chest docilely, listening to the powerful heartbeat.
As she gradually fell asleep under his caress, she could see her frowning eyebrows gradually smoothing out, and finally became a trace of haze that dissipated and turned into a warm and pure joy.
——Seizing into his arms is like hiding in another world.
Su Bei took his arm out from under her neck and touched her nose as if teasingly. He saw that her expression wrinkled in her sleep, as if she was facing a formidable enemy.
At this moment, a faint murmur came from behind Su Bei.
Su Bei quickly turned around and saw Li Zijun who had sat up and was rubbing his eyes.
I don't know if I saw it wrong, but I always feel that the circles under her eyes... are very dark, as if she has been tortured all night.
With such a movement, Ji Nanjue, who was sleeping soundly, also opened his eyes, looking a little dazedly into Su Bei's eyes.
There was nothing at first, and then when his eyes turned to Li Zijun, who was sitting in a daze, he lowered his head first, looking at his naked appearance, and then looked at Su Bei, looking around, his cheeks became more and more
red;
"ah......"
Xiao Xiao exclaimed, then shrank his whole body into the brocade quilt, looking at Su Bei with an annoyed look.
"I've said it all... Mr. Quilt has seen everything, how will you behave in the future?"
"You only care about yourself."
"..."
Su Bei smiled awkwardly, picked up the discarded clothes from the ground, and placed them beside her.
Li Zijun got up wisely, walked towards the door, opened the door, and left. Then he patted his small chest with his little hands and stuck out his tongue.
Come to think of it, I know better than my master what ridiculous thing happened last night, something that was enough to shatter my own outlook on life!
It turns out...it can still be like that?
His little head was in a mess, and he was leaning in front of the door. He didn't know if it was because he hadn't had a good rest all night. There was no light in his eyes, and he was staring at the blue sky outside the window in silence.
"You are sleeping so soundly, why don't you have the nerve to call you..."
Su Bei coaxed Ji Nanjue, and then received a blank look from her.
"Don't you know why I slept so hard?"
"Like a cow, running rampant..."
Su Bei: "..."
Su Bei casually lifted her pointed chin, smiled and kissed her gently on the red lips, but he only tasted it briefly.
Then he kissed her bright white earlobe, followed by a soft and neat sound of getting dressed.
...
It was already noon when the three of them walked out of the inn.
It seems that because of what happened last night, Ji Nanjue always subconsciously feels a little embarrassed when seeing Li Zijun.
To a certain extent, does this count as sleeping in the same bed?
He is not stupid. Su Bei can pretend to be confused while pretending to understand, but he can't do it. What's more, those big dark circles under his eyes almost pull his ears and tell him:
'Hey, Ji Bao'er, you and Master, I watched the whole thing last night...'
He shook his head, thought for a moment, raised his foot and kicked Su Bei, who looked innocent:
"go to hell."
The sun was shining warmly, and the two women followed Su Bei with their own concerns, walking in the direction of Taohuawu.
Although it is noon at this moment, there is already an endless stream of pedestrians going north and south on the street.
But I was rushing to do things last night and didn't pay attention to the scenery of Taocheng. Today I suddenly became interested. On the contrary, I was not in a hurry. I looked at the shops on both sides and listened to the sounds of traffic and people, which was also interesting.
As the distance got closer and closer, the fragrance of peach blossoms became stronger and stronger, so much so that Ji Nanjue had to reach out to cover her nose. Despite this, she still sneezed every now and then:
"Such a strong peach blossom fragrance. If you said that the old beggar poured Nixuan liquid on the peach trees, I would believe it..."
There seemed to be more and more pilgrims, and the appearance of the two women was too outstanding. In order not to disturb the commotion, they had to cover their faces and dress up like a heroine.
However, at this moment, a familiar purple-shirted figure suddenly came into Su Bei's eyes, causing Su Bei to tremble subconsciously.
Some couldn't believe it and looked carefully in that direction.
"Nine...junior sister?"
Cold sweat instantly flowed out from Su Bei's back. He looked at Ji Nanjue beside him with a guilty conscience, shrank his head subconsciously, and said in a low voice:
"Ji Bao'er, let's change the road. Well, this road is not safe..."
Not safe!?
Ji Nanjue looked at Su Bei strangely, wondering what his brain was made of and how he could say such a thing.
He glanced at the place where Su Bei was looking just now.
Just when the purple-clothed figure turned around, their eyes intertwined with each other in the air, speechless, but seemed to burst out with thousands of points of fire.
Ji Nanjue's phoenix eyes narrowed, and then she glanced at Su Bei beside her, and the corner of her mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile:
"Oh? I said so."
"It turns out that I met the empress of the palace..."