Peach Blossom Thousands of Calamities

Qingfang's long nails were painted with pink Kodan, and a pair of small hands tightly climbed onto Xuantuo's neck, exhaling like blue, and her charming eyes were full of desire.

Xuan Tuo picked her up, threw her on the brocade-covered bed mercilessly, and gently drew the curtains. It seemed that only by releasing oneself in this world could there be a joyful feeling.

"My lord is good or bad. After drinking so much wine, he came to bully me." Her misty eyes met Qingfang's charm. Is that little face full of tears Wanjing?Whether it was Qingfang or Wanjing, she had a severe headache, she turned over and fell to the ground, with a 'plop' sound, she was half awake from the wine, and the door opened with a 'squeak', it was Qingfu.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Help me back to the study." He called vaguely.

Behind her, Qingfang's clothes were disheveled, her breasts were half exposed, her pair of phoenix eyes looked at Xuantuo resentfully, and she ruthlessly threw the embroidered pillow on the bed to the ground...

Strange, thinking that he, Wen Che, has never been drunk for a thousand drinks, how could he pass out after just a few drinks?It seems that the master of this physical body really has a mediocre drinking capacity.

After drinking the hangover tea handed over by Qingfu, she turned over and slept with her clothes on. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. Let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow.

After the rooster crowed three times, Qing Fu brought clean water into the study.

"Grandpa, wake up."

Xuan Tuo rubbed his eyes, looked out of the window, "It's not bright yet, let's get up later."

"Master, today is the day of my mother's burial. You must get up early."

"What?" Xuan Tuo got up in a panic, "Thanks to Qing Fu reminding me, I was drunk and confused, and I forgot such a big thing."

"Master, don't worry, there is still time."

Hastily put on plain clothes and came to the courtyard, only to see a dense white space, all the people in the house, old and young, have arrived.

He took a blank look at Qingfu, and said it was not too late, so many people were waiting.

"Sorry, I'm late." The words that came out of my mouth, after looking at them, have frightened everyone.Perhaps the former prince never spoke like this.

He lightened his throat, "I will go to Handu Temple to guard the mausoleum for my mother and concubine today. Those who wish to go with me, please stand under the banyan tree over there." Xuan Tuo pointed to the banyan tree not far away. Large banyan.

Several servants and maidservants walked over, but none of his one wife and four concubines reacted, their eyes were all green, this Xuantuo is too unattractive.

Forget it, the temples outside the capital don't have the luxury of the palace, the houses are simple, clean vegetables and tofu, it's okay to let them live for a day or two, if it's a month, no one can stand it.If you don't go, don't go.

"My lord, Wanjing and Xiaoyu are willing to go with my lord."

Xuan Tuo looked at Wan Jing gratefully, it was her singing and swallowing that relieved his embarrassment at the moment.

"Let's go." Xuan Tuo had long forgotten the instruction to Wanjing's confinement to the palace yesterday.

Handu Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in the Chilan Dynasty. It is about [-] miles away from the capital. It is built on the top of the mountain with green moss and beautiful stones and thousands of peaks and valleys. Looking from a distance, the halls and pavilions are majestic and majestic. .

The group of people finally arrived at their destination. It was dusk, the setting sun was hanging obliquely in the sky, and the orange sunlight reflected half of the sky like burning.The boundless twilight gradually diffuses like mist. The thousand-year-old temple under the shade of green pines, the bells are lingering, and the cigarettes are curling up.

The abbot had already greeted him from a distance, and the Buddhist sect quietly had no formalities, so they arranged for a rest in the meditation room one by one, and then got up to leave.

The two adjacent courtyards are naturally one for Wanjing and Xuantuo, and one for servants and maidservants.

There are two meditation rooms in the courtyard of Wanjing and Xuantuo, Xuantuo chose the slightly larger one in the East Wing, and Wanjing naturally lives in the West Wing.

It was night, and all the people had eaten their fast, and they were exhausted, so they went to rest.

Wanjing slept on a coarse cloth bed with her clothes on. The light saponin scent was pleasant and softly smoky, making one sleepy.

While his thoughts were blurred, suddenly there was a distant Xiao sound, like weeping and complaining, as if pouring out his infinite thoughts and grievances, which made this ancient temple even more desolate.The sadness in my heart was moved by this Xiao sound, and I couldn't sleep anymore.

Wanjing stood up with her clothes on, and followed Xiao Sheng's steps.The night in the mountains is as cool as water, and the dew has fallen, and the shoes and socks have been wet unconsciously.But Wanjing didn't know it, that Xiao's voice entered her mind like a magic voice and couldn't get rid of it.

The sad tune was getting closer and closer, and my heart flustered for no reason, and finally hid under a green pine tree, looking at the flute blower from a distance.

And seeing the person blowing Xiao, tall and tall in the wind, with his back facing her, his long hair tied behind his head fluttering in the wind, and his white clothes, like a fairy descending from the earth, Wanjing was fascinated by it.

"Come out, Wanjing."

Upon hearing this voice, Wanjing was startled.This voice is obviously Xuantuo, how could it be him?Startled, he slowly leaned out from behind the tree.

"The concubine was attracted by the sound of Xiao, and followed the sound of Xiao, but did not know that the owner of the sound of Xiao was actually the prince. The concubine felt ashamed." The voice was indescribably sweet.

"Haha, it turns out that Wanjing is actually Xiao's bosom friend." Xuan Tuo said with a big laugh.

"My lord, it's windy in the mountains, let's rest earlier." Wanjing felt a little shy, and just wanted to escape earlier.

"Is Wanjing inviting me to sleep with you?" Knowing the situation, such teasing would spoil the scenery, but Xuan Tuo still couldn't help teasing Wanjing.

"Qingfu, let's go back."

He walked to Wanjing's side with big strides, and took her little hand lightly. It was cold to the touch, and he held it tightly, not allowing her to escape, just wanting to give her some warmth.