Eighteen years of longevity.

Su Jiu knew that he was about to die.

The spring sun was warm, and she curled up on a rocking chair under the eaves to watch the peach blossoms in the Mingde Courtyard.

The sun jumps on the flower branches, the red and pink are delicate, and the snow is flying.

"Su Xiaojiu, how many times have I told you, don't sit here and blow the wind. If you have a cold, I won't be happy to take care of you. ”

A lazy voice rang out.

Xiao Tingchen came over with a velvet blanket, squatted down by the rocking chair, and covered her with disgust.

Su Jiu tilted his head to look at him.

An old man in his sixties, with white hair and hair, is still ruffian and bad when he laughs, revealing endless romance.

usually goes to the street with her, I don't know how many girls quietly squeeze their eyebrows at him, throw handkerchiefs and throw flowers.

He was brilliant when he was young, and now he is old, but he is still very attractive to the girl's family.

When she was young, she was also attracted and seduced by his smile, right?

She thought and couldn't help but laugh.

The spring breeze blows off the peach blossoms and falls all over the body.

She pursed her lips and smiled, "When I was eight years old, I met my brother in Peach Blossom Mountain...... The peach blossoms bloomed so well back then, and my brother sat lazily on the green bamboo chair, smiling and smiling, I still dare not forget it. ”

Xiao Tingchen picked up a peach blossom and gently pinned it on her sideburns.

Although her hair is as long as snow, she wears delicate peach blossoms, and she is also beautiful and gentle, and she is not lost to young girls in the slightest.

Su Jiu's cheeks were flushed, his eyelashes drooped, and he said softly, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"My sister is naturally good-looking...... Xiao Tingchen stretched out his hand and stroked her eyebrows, "I love my sister's country and city when she was young, and I love my sister's quiet years now." ”

The sun is warm.

Su Jiu yawned sleepily.

She whispered, "I'm a little sleepy......"

Xiao Tingchen silently held her hand and interlocked his fingers with her.

His little girl curled up in a rocking chair, looking thin and small because of her slender skeleton.

Her sleeping face is quiet and well-behaved, just like her whole life.

He leaned over, kissed her on the lips, and whispered, "I'm guarding you." ”

The wind is getting stronger.

The spring snow is fluttering, and the peach petals are floating together.

They swept out of Wuyi Alley lightly and gradually floated past the entire Jinling City, turning the story here into a legend and passing it on in the hearts of each generation of Dayong people.

Under the eaves of Mingde Courtyard, the man with a pale face, holding his beloved girl, finally burst into tears.

She's gone.

Like a peach blossom that blooms, there will never be a day when it blooms again.

She left him alone in the world, leaving him alone to guard the ancestral home.

He hugged her gradually cold body and cried like a child.

……

It is the early spring, and the lake outside Jinling City is bright and bright.

Peach blossom mountain is full of peach blossoms, like pale pink clouds that do not see the sky.

Xiao Tingchen sat cross-legged in front of a grave.

The tombstone was carved by him himself, and the words "My Wife Su Wine" are strong and affectionate.

He held a jar of plum wine and poured himself a drink.

The wine is clear and mellow, and it was buried by his own hands in Mingde Yuan when he was a child.

Now that the crane is pale, he tastes the wine the same, but the little green plum who cooked wine for him is no longer there.

"Good wine!"

He drank the jar of wine and lay drunk on the tombstone.

The inscription was outlined by his fingertips, and he looked lonely, "My wife should be like Su Xiaojiu...... Su Xiaojiu ......"

The sudden spring breeze blows down the peach blossoms all over the mountain.

Countless peach petals fell on the man, gradually burying him and the grave into a sea of flowers.

A peach blossom tree grows quietly and gradually flourishes.

The lush root system gradually swallowed up the lonely grave and the man in front of it.

……

The winds of change.

Jinling City has become a famous international metropolis with high-rise buildings and modern buildings one after another.

It is the twilight spring season when the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the students of Jinling Academy come to Taohua Mountain to go on a youth tour, and the mountains are full of laughter.

"Su Xiaojiu, do you think Lao Tzu is cool or not?"

The girl in the blue and white school uniform and carrying the schoolbag looked up, and the sports committee member of their class was standing on the peach blossom tree, posing triumphantly, shaking off the petals of the tree by the way.

Before Su Jiu could speak, a boy with beer bottle eyes ran over in shock: "Ahhhh How pitiful and delicate the trees are, how can you hurt them?! ”

"Class leader, if you don't shut up, don't think about taking the sponsorship quota for poor students from my eldest brother's company group this year!"

Si Dushu silently made a movement to zip up his mouth.

Xie Rongjing jumped off the peach blossom tree and followed Su Jiu to the mountain, "Xiaojiujiu, what's wrong with you today, you didn't play with Xu Nuanyue and Zhou Baojin, did they bully you?" ”

Su Jiu didn't speak.

The spring sun gently shrouded her in light through the gap between the peach blossoms.

Her skin is white and transparent, and her fawn eyes are crystal clear, but she is enveloped in sadness that she usually does not have.

She didn't know why, as soon as she came to this Peach Blossom Mountain, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, and she couldn't see the light or the way back.

On the top of Peach Blossom Mountain, the surrounding voices gradually became scarce.

"What a big peach blossom tree......"

Su Jiu reached out in surprise and gently stroked the old tree.

Xie Rongjing put his hands behind his head and disagreed: "I heard that it has a history of 800 years, if you like it, I will ask my eldest brother to buy it and plant it in your house!" ”

Su Jiu ignored him.

The roots of the ancient peach blossom tree are luxuriant, and the trunk is very thick, so thick that there are seven or eight people hugging each other.

The root system at the bottom is intertwined, like a small house.

She stared at the peach blossom tree in a daze, Xie Rongjing grabbed her, "Look at it again, you'll be stunned!" Let's go, go down the mountain and have lunch with Zhou Fengxian and Zhou Baojin! ”

She turned around three times in one step and was dragged down the mountain by Xie Rongjing.

As their figures disappeared on the bluestone steps, a leisurely sigh came from the roots of the ancient tree.

"A big dream, 800 years."

……

Jinling Academy is the best high school in Jinling City, and Class 7 is the top class where geniuses gather.

A few days after the spring outing, the head teacher suddenly announced that there would be transfer students entering the class.

This class is a history lesson.

The history teacher stood on the podium and gushed: "...... After Xiao Tingchen annexed Beiliang, he changed the name of the country to Dayong, and later successively pacified Daqi, Xichan Women's Kingdom, Ghost Prison, etc., and finally established Dayong's unified status. After his death, he was posthumously named Emperor Yongwu. In Ye Shizai, he favored the queen all his life and was a man with deep affection. ”

A girl in a school uniform sits by the window with her cheeks back.

She turned the fountain pen and subconsciously sketched the appearance of Emperor Yongwu in her imagination in the history book.

Peach blossom eyes, cinnabar moles, smile should be a little ruffian, and temperament should be a little overbearing......

After sketching, she looked at the portrait on the paper and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly the wind rose outside the window, and countless petals floated in and landed on the table.

She wanted to close the window, but she saw a young man with a beautiful complexion, lazily carrying a crossbody bag and putting one hand in his pocket, passing down the corridor.

The young man has peach blossom eyes, cinnabar moles, and a small tugs on his head.

The eyes are facing each other.

He raised his eyebrows, his thin lips hooked slightly, ruffian and bad, "Su Xiaojiu, long time no see." ”

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