Peach Blossom Thousands of Calamities

"Ruoyu, I just let you find that letter, who gave you permission to do something to Wanjing." A low voice was stern and majestic.

"This subordinate sees the master. This subordinate realizes his mistake. This subordinate also wants to get what the master wants as soon as possible." Among the three subordinates, Ruoyu regained her slave nature.

Sometimes only those who know the facts can be a hero.

"Untie".

"Yes."

Wanjing's body had already been stared at by Ruoyu, and the man was about to turn around when he suddenly let out a soft cry of "Ah".

Duan Fenglou's astonishment was not for anything else, but because Qinghong caught a glimpse of the bright red spot of green sand on that arm.

It turns out that Wanjing is still a virgin.

This realization made him ecstatic.

"go out."

Ruoyu walked out reluctantly, originally she could get the letter tonight, but she didn't want to be ruined by him, the gang leader and master.

Gently dressed her in obscene clothes.

Covering the quilt, looking at the sleeping face, there is infinite tenderness in the eyes.

He wants to take her to Dali.Set off immediately, there must be no further delay.

Look, Xuan Tuo never gave her happiness at all.

……

On the carriage of two white horses, the coachman waved his whip skillfully, and the lavender tassels were hanging from the curtain of the carriage. Inside the solid carriage, Wanjing was still sleeping soundly, peacefully and calmly. Beside her was Duan Feng. Lou's infatuated handsome face.She clings to his body, which is a warmth, but also a dependence and trust.

When the ordinary face took off the disguise, his thick eyebrows were shining, and his thin lips were firm.

For the sake of love, he can let go of everything. He wants to take her to Dali, to see the beautiful Erhai Lake, and to see the Three Pagodas in Chongsheng Temple to find his marriage with her.

He is confident that he can give Wanjing happiness and soothe the faint melancholy between her brows.

It's just that he has to take his time and never scare her.

When the rising sun entered the car through the window screens blown by the wind, Wanjing dimly opened her pair of water-cut autumn eyes.

"you……".Seeing him for the first time, she was a little surprised, and then thought that the voice before falling asleep was indeed him.

"It's okay." He patted her lightly, as if he was afraid that she would be scared again.

"Where is this?"

"On the way to Dali. Don't worry, I'm just taking you to relax. Otherwise, too many people will chase you down." What he said was the truth, Wanli, and the warriors of the Kingdom of Shang.Ruoyu will not, she is his subordinate.

"Dali, I heard it's beautiful. But, will you send me back?" There was too much worry and uneasiness in her eyes.

Thinking of Wanli's medicine, her face suddenly turned red. If he hadn't saved her, she would not only lose her body, but also become the laughing stock of the world.

"Yes, I will send you back." He said something against his will, he just wanted to take her on a tour of the three mountains and five mountains, regardless of the disputes in the world.

Listening to his voice, she felt much calmer.

Perhaps, Ruoyu's injury took too long to heal.

"It turns out that your real face is even more impressive, why did you change your face for the first time." She was a little curious.

"Come to Chilan just for a small outing, so I don't want to be too ostentatious and cause criticism." He understated it and skipped it.

Listening to the sound of the horse's hooves, she finally calmed down and became curious about the world outside the capital again.

Hearing the sound of gongs and drums in the distance, she was full of anticipation and joy, "Let's go and see, shall we?"

"This is our seedling planting meeting in Dali. Let's go too."

When the car approached, the crowd was full of excitement, and it was really lively. It turned out that this was the settlement of the Bai people.

She allowed the girl in the mountain to change her into a simple Bai nationality skirt makeup. When she appeared handsomely in the crowd, her pure beauty was the spirit of the mountain. I don't know whether it was the mountain that added color to her or she to the mountain.

Wanjing became a part of the event, and the joyful folk customs infected her happiness.

It turns out that planting seedlings is a kind of recreational activity combining sacrifice and labor production. Its purpose is to pray for a good harvest, and it is also a temporary labor mutual aid organization for people.

It was time to select the seedling officials, but they chose the handsome and upright Duan Fenglou, and dressed them up with ornaments made of straw. It was humorous and funny, making people laugh.

Then, the newly elected Yangguan (Duan Fenglou) calmly directed the whole activity.When the ceremony was over, he went to the field and planted the seedling flag on the head of the field, blew the suona, and beat the gong with his hand, using the speed of the gong to adjust the speed of labor...

It's over, Wanjing's face is full of unsatisfactory smiles, as beautiful as camellias in the mountains, elegant and generous.

When the car stopped in front of Dali's palace, Wanjing was surprised. It turned out that Duan Fenglou was the prince of Dali.

"If you want, you will be the future queen." When he was standing in front of the palace gate, he expressed his heart sincerely.

"I'm sorry, I can't." She already had her own heart, and her only heart was the boy in the reeds.

For a lifetime, it will never change.

"Go in." If he had known such an answer earlier, he would still feel heartbroken, and he would wait slowly until she promised him.

……

That night, in Dali's palace, a large dinner was held to celebrate the prince's return and welcome his guest, Qin Wanjing.

Although everyone is suspicious of Wanjing's identity, the prince's eyes have revealed his love.

Everyone could see it, so the emperor and queen of Dali smiled, and their son finally opened his shell.

Seeing Wanjing smiling from ear to ear.

And in the dark night, in the wind, there are black clothes flying by...