Peach Blossom Thousands of Calamities

The way back to the capital was relaxed and happy, Wanjing was no longer helpless when she left the city, and Xuantuo was less anxious about the war.

He abandoned his horse to accompany her in the carriage, and he outside of the battlefield has long been her tenderness.

Xuanzhuo is already the prince, and Wanli is already the princess, she knows Wanli's hatred for her, no matter whether there is blood relationship or not, Wanli is finally her sister whom she has called for many years, she will not let her have any more suspicions, she will Make it clear to Xuan Zhuo that there will be no more contact from now on.

Guarding Che is her happiness.

On the long official road, walking all the way back, only to find that true love is the most beautiful holding hands.

When they passed by the foot of Handu Temple, they parked their car and looked at it. There used to be some of their best memories there.

Xiao Sheng, she expects him to play it to her every day.

"Jing'er, why didn't you choose the prince of Dali?"

She played with the little statue of Venus that had been dug out of his knapsack.

"Because he's perfect. And I like your Venus."

Wen Che laughed, how absurd and uninhibited he or Xuan Tuo was in the past, he longed for the oasis of his heart only after he had traveled through the desert.

"Jing'er, after I return to the capital, let me arrange everything, so let's go wandering around the world together."

"Okay." Suddenly she frowned again, "What about Zilu, Xiwen, Qingyan, and Mei Fang?" Could she bring them along?

She doesn't want to.

"Have you forgotten my piano shop, chess garden, book forest and painting building?"

"Huh?" She was a little puzzled.

"That's what they rely on for the rest of their lives."

"It turns out that you have already arranged it. But, you gave me the Zuihonglou." Could it be that Zuihonglou is her reliance for the rest of her life, and she doesn't want it.

"No, it's for Nishang, it's just that she didn't marry me, so I can only use this method to fulfill the rest of her life."

God, why did he tell her today that she was still secretly sad.

"Master, the crown prince has personally come to welcome you back in triumph."

The two walked out of the carriage holding hands, facing the crown prince Xuan Zhuo, his face was turbulent but calm.

"Sixth brother, since you invited the decree to enter the border, you have reported many successes. You are really a hero of Chilan." He turned his head to look at Wanjing, "Jing'er", this cry seemed infinitely affectionate.

With this sound Wanjing thought of her patch of reeds again.

The sound made her fall into a dream.

"Jing'er, please fill this glass of wine with your own hands for the sixth brother. This wine is my deep blessing to the sixth brother and you." He said naturally and smoothly.

She has no doubt about it, her reed boy will not harm her, she has always firmly believed.

Xuan Tuo took the wine in her hand and drank it down.

While chatting and laughing, blinking, blurred vision, shadows of people...

"Jing'er, it's not good." He grabbed Wanjing's hand and stepped back step by step.

In front of him was Xuan Zhuo's big laugh, "That time you fell off the cliff and the abyss didn't kill you, and now you fall again, let me see if you have nine lives?"

It turned out that it was Xuan Zhuo who assassinated Xuan Tuo back then.

He had already killed his own younger brother, wouldn't death make him regret it?

He is Wen Che, and he is just a stand-in.

But he has shouldered too much for his country.

He looked at Xuan Zhuo's smile, he hated it.

He couldn't leave Wanjing to this beastly guy, even letting her guard the drunk red building would be better than being with Xuan Zhuo.

"Jing'er doesn't cry, your mother will definitely come and take you away, mother would never let her cry."

He changed her name and called her softly.

Will she understand?

Wanjing's eyes widened suddenly, it turned out that he was...

No wonder when she first met Xuan Zhuo, when she said this sentence, he just smiled lightly.She misunderstood, thinking that Xuanzhuo was hers...

God, she made a big joke to herself. It turns out that her favorite is always by her side.

It turned out that she never cherished it.

Tears rolled down, she looked straight into Xuanzhuo's eyes, "Che, he never wanted Chilan's country like you. He is my favorite."

The same is the cliff where he came to this different time and space.

Life and death, only on the front line.

Let's go.

He was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to jump off a cliff, so could he just wait for Xuan Zhuo's humiliation.

Suddenly, a small hand held his tightly.

"Che, let's go together." He heard her persistence, but he was powerless to stop her.

Floating with the wind, it seems to have fallen into the bottom of the valley.

There is no way to verify the sound of falling rocks, or the sound of human bodies falling.

Because, this time Qingfu was at the bottom of the valley, but he didn't see people when he was alive, and he couldn't see corpses when he died.

Since then, there has been a poignant story of a flying disc flying in the mountains.

The editor of that story is a beautiful woman like a fairy.

That woman, she could fly, but she was only in the air, and never fell down.

……

"Jing'er, when did you steal my parachute?" At this moment, he couldn't move, but he could attack.

He and she were lying on a tree protruding from the cliff.

"Also said that the tree is about to break. Get down quickly."

She helped him approach the cliff, and there was actually a narrow platform.

Panting and dragging his body against the cliff, hey!There was a warm breath seeping out.

She knocked around, and suddenly, a door opened on the cliff.

She helped him in, and he leaned against her weakly. That door, like the sesame door that Avanti said, would there be treasures inside?

Ha ha, no, also.

It is the paradise that people yearn for.

It's just that there has never been a trace of human beings there.

……

Ten years later, a little ghost was thrown directly from the cliff.

"Qingu, he's as smart as a devil, watch him and don't let him quarrel with his mother and father again."

The woman's voice resounded through the valley.

People only know that she is a play of a fairy descending to the world.

That child is the king of the Kingdom of Shang. Every day he goes up and down and thinks, how can he separate his father and mother...