MTL - Peach Blossom-Chapter 135

Xiao Yuan felt like a dream.

She planted a peach tree many lifetimes ago, and that peach tree became a spirit. Thousands of years later, they fell in love, cultivated together, became immortals together, and stayed together forever.

How deep is this fate.

The past, present, and future are mine!"

Jun Yao only knew that her whole life was attributed to A Yuan, but she did not expect that even her life was bestowed by A Yuan. Xiao Yuan hugged her tightly, unwilling to relax at all. Jun Yao also hugged her and said, "It's yours."

Jun Yao touched her and said, "Stay A Yuan."

For so many lifetimes, her personality has not changed. After she finished speaking, she first softened her bowels, hugged the little tiger, and touched her ears.

The little tiger was very happy, his head was placed on Jun Yao's neck, and his two paws were around her. But she suddenly thought that if she didn't die so quickly, it would be great if she could watch Ayao give birth to spiritual wisdom, build a foundation and form an elixir, and then transform, and they would practice together.

When she watched it, she didn't think that the monk was her, as if she was watching a play where the lives of others were played out. However, when she thought about it at this time, she actually went in.

She can feel the anticipation of waiting for the peach pits to sprout and grow small saplings, she can feel the patience and care when she loosens the soil and waters the small peach trees to catch insects, and she can also feel the peach trees The joy of growing up.

Such a picture appeared in Xiao Yuan's mind. Although the battle at Buzhou Mountain was tragic, she and her senior brothers were only injured, and their lives were not endangered. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was not damaged, and they were able to heal with luck. She poured Xianlu on Ayao and built a hut on Mount Luojia, taking care of her peach tree while healing her wounds.

The peach tree got the fairy dew, gave birth to wisdom, and could speak, so she said to her: "I will name you Junyao, okay?"

A Yao shook the branches and said yes.

Then they practiced together, and if they had good things, they would give them to Ayao.

So they can be together thousands of years earlier. They have been able to be together forever, and the days of being together are endless, but Xiao Yuan still wants more, more than forever.

The little tiger was fascinated by her thoughts, and did not recover until Jun Yao pushed her. She looked at Jun Yao and suddenly realized that what she wanted to do for A Yao was exactly what A Yao did for her.

"Look at the next life." Jun Yao said.

The little tiger nodded and surrounded the ancient mirror, driving his consciousness.

The mirror began to appear, the little tiger froze for a while, but saw that the person in the mirror was still a monk.

She was sitting on the ground in a dark place, meditating cross-legged. The little tiger took a closer look and realized that her soul was damaged and she was healing herself. She was seriously injured in the battle at Buzhoushan, and it is reasonable to hurt her soul. The little tiger figured it out.

The damaged soul cannot enter reincarnation. It needs to be recuperated in the underworld before it can drink Mengpo soup, cross the Naihe Bridge, and go to the next life.

This is the underworld.

I don't know how long it will take for her to heal, but the little tiger watched for a while, sitting in the dark place, closing his eyes and meditating seriously, a little distracted.

The immortal does not need to sleep, but once every three days, the little tiger remembers her fruit firmly, and she will pick it once it ripens in a thousand days. In addition to these two things, she and Jun Yao are always in front of the ancient mirror.

The days of immortals are boundless, as if they can be squandered freely, no need to feel distressed. Xiao Yuan likes that Ke Junyao is in one place. As long as she can be with Junyao, everything is fun.

It's just that the cultivator didn't move. She was seriously injured and needed to recover for a long time to heal the damaged soul. Xiao Yuan pushed the time back. I don't know how long to push back, the monk finally stood up.

A ghost in a white coat, a white hat, and a long red tongue stuck out, jumping over and saying, "After three thousand years of rest, I can finally reincarnate."

He was not polite at all, his tone was cold, as if he had been immersed in cold water.

Xiao Yuan didn't care about his rudeness, just thought that it would be three thousand years. But no matter whether it is a fairy or a demon, time is always more abundant, and she is not very surprised.

Jun Yao, who was beside her, suddenly grabbed her paw, and her hands were shaking.

She is nervous. Although the little tiger didn't know why A Yao was nervous, he leaned over to lick the back of her hand and comforted her.

The monk in the mirror just nodded with the long tongue head and let him go.

Meng Po prepared the soup and waited for the reincarnated people under the Naihe Bridge. The monk drank the soup and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge. A white light suddenly appeared in front of him, and the scene changed.

It turned into a large house with luxurious furnishings, but upon closer inspection, it was a bit outdated.

A woman's painful moans and groans could not be heard. The little tiger felt a little familiar when he heard this voice for some reason. Soon the baby's cry was heard in the room.

The little tiger knew that she was born.

A woman holding a baby and smiling happily: "Congratulations beauty."

The baby is swaddled, whimpering.

The tired mother was lying on the couch, her face was sweaty and her temples were wet, when she heard the woman's words, she showed a weak smile, just about to look at the child, the woman The man continued: "It's a princess."

Mother's pale cheeks suddenly darkened, and her eyes were full of disappointment, which could almost be called despair.

The little tiger's eyes also darkened, and said aggrieved: "She doesn't like me." She was despised by her mother when she was born.

Jun Yao remembered the lonely appearance of the little Han Wang back then, and felt very distressed, and comforted: "A Yuan is the best, she doesn't know how good A Yuan is."

The little tiger nodded solemnly: "A Yuan is good." I also hope that when she grows up, the mother in the mirror knows her goodness and will like her.

But the mother in the mirror is obviously not an ordinary woman.

Her despair did not last for too long, and she quickly said firmly: "I gave birth to a prince."

The woman was startled when she heard this.

After she finished speaking, she walked up to the woman and said again: "Wen, please keep your mouth shut." As she said, she took out a bag from her sleeve, and the bag was bulging. Yes, the little tiger looked intently, and through the thin fabric outside, he saw gold inside.

The kit was stuffed into Granny Wen's hands. It was heavy, but Granny Wen didn't dare to accept it, so she knelt down and cried, "This is a big crime of deceiving the king, how dare you accept it?"

The little tiger was disappointed to see this place. The mother of this life is very snobby and wants a prince. If the imperial concubine wanted a prince, what else could they do other than win the favor?

The little tiger looked unhappy, Jun Yao comforted her, and she was better.

In the mirror, the beauty is very skillful, she has subdued Po Wen and the remaining two maids, and accompanied her through the muddy water.

The emperor arrived late, but he was quite happy to see the baby, he held it in his hand and watched it for a long time. Fortunately, it was winter, when the baby was wrapped in a thick swaddle, and no one went to open it to see it, but it was really fooled.

The emperor watched for a long time and said, "This son is Xiao Zhen." He promoted the beauty to Jieyu as a reward.

Jieyu's excitement was in the bottom of her heart, and she was flattered and humiliated, talking to the emperor.

The emperor is a busy man. After seeing the little prince, he left.

The prince goes to eight, and the palace calls her Hachiro.

The little tiger looked dull at first, but gradually became fascinated. Hachiro was very favored by the emperor. When he was one year old, the emperor called a Taoist priest to pray for the prince.

The Taoist priest said that the prince has the spirit of an emperor.

The emperor was overjoyed and gave the Taoist a generous gift, and he loved Hachiro even more.

It's just that she is still young, and many calculations are performed by her mother, who Jieyu performs on her behalf.

Hachiro is very smart, he speaks earlier than ordinary children, learns everything quickly, looks white, tender and cute, the elders in the royal family see her and say that she looks like the emperor when he was young . The emperor saw her once a day, and even taught her to read and write in person, as if to raise her as a prince.

However, a fake will eventually have flaws. Everyone in the palace was flattering, and everyone stared at Jieyu and Hachiro several times, almost missing out. Hachiro is young and ignorant, ignorant, and can't see the thrill, but Jieyu has tasted the taste of escaping death several times.

Until Hachiro is four years old and understands something, Jieyu can't wait to teach her to guard against people, but her tone is very scary. Intimidating her, if she sees through her identity, there will be ghosts coming to eat her.

Jieyu acted like this, and it was thoughtful. Hachiro was favored, and all he saw was the emperor's loving side, how do you know how powerful the emperor's anger is. To scare her with the emperor's anger, she will not listen, but ghosts are different, but all children are always afraid of these nothingness. Scaring her with ghosts will definitely work.

Sure enough, Hachiro listened and protected himself well. It's just that her courage has become smaller, she is still smart, infers other things, and learns everything quickly, but she has become timid and dare not speak loudly.

The emperor was strange at first, but after teaching him several times, he was disappointed and no longer favored the child.

The most difficult life in the palace is not the unloved prince and princess, but the one who has been favored and fallen out of favor.

Hachiro's life gradually became difficult. At first, the concubines and princes ridiculed him. Gradually, the palace servants despised her and stopped serving her wholeheartedly. The most difficult thing is that when she was seven years old, Jieyu died because she fell out of favor and resentment, leaving only Hachiro in the world.

What can a seven-year-old child know? She is very smart, but her temperament is very honest. She will not complain if others bully her. The palace people were so bold that they dared to deduct the prince's fee and steal the items in her palace. Hachiro never told anyone, just watched.

But she remembered one thing very firmly, that is, what Jieyu told her back then, she couldn't teach people to find out that she was a daughter, otherwise ghosts would come and eat her. Therefore, she does everything by herself, eats by herself, bathes by herself, and sleeps by herself. Even though she was shivering with fright in the dark night, she guarded a palace by herself and did not dare to let her maid sleep peacefully with her.

Such days are bitter, dark, boring and lonely, no one talks to her, princes don't play with her, palace people ignore her, sometimes she can't say a word all day . Hachiro is a small child, and she is not cynical or resentful of others because of this. She is pure in nature and her eyes are always pure.

She loves to go to Taiye Pond, especially in spring. There is a peach forest by Taiye Pond. .

She saw it for a long time, she sat by the pool, and touched the petals that fell on the ground, when it got dark, Fang passed through the palace and returned to his own palace .

Later, the emperor conferred the prince, and Hachiro was conferred the king of Han. She had hope again. King Han has a fief. She wants to go to the fief when she grows up, and spend the rest of her life peacefully. She doesn't have to be rich to rival the country, she doesn't have to be powerful, as long as she is safe and sound.

The little tiger looked silently, this little Han Wang is really pitiful, he is obviously a prince, but he is always bullied, her mother is not good, snobbish, can't teach children, still go early, stay small King Han struggled alone in the palace.

It was just that the little tiger had a question, she looked up at Jun Yao and said, "Our names are the same."

She is Xiao Yuan, Xiao Han Wang is also called Xiao Yuan.

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Han Wang's childhood.