Xiao Jiu was in the Nine Heavens, and after he came back from the court meeting, he never woke up.

At first, the relics and nightshade seeds thought that she was sleeping lazily and did not pay much attention to them, until the morning of the third day, when she did not get up, and the nightshade seeds entered the inner room.

Looking at her lying on the bed, her face was very pale, she frowned and closed her eyes, her expression was also a smirk for a while, and tears for a while, she touched her forehead worriedly, only to find that she had a fever.

Nightshade hurriedly asked the relics to invite the peach plant god and prescribed medicine to Xiao Jiu, and she took care of her carefully for three days and three nights, and the fever finally subsided.

Seeing Xiao Jiu slowly open her eyes, Long Kuizi touched her face with heartache, and said complainingly: "I don't know how I suffer from the cold!" ”

After waking up, Xiao Jiu still kept coming up in her mind, and her and Hua Ze's past were sore, and she wanted to cry again, but she just smiled stupidly and said in a stumbling way: "Kwai Zi, I'm hungry." ”

Nightshade tucked the quilt for her, smiled and patted her hand and said, "I'll go and cook porridge for you." ”

Watching the nightshade leave, Xiao Jiu's eyes began to empty again, and he looked at the red candle not far away without focus.

She only felt that she had a long, long dream, like a lifetime, and it made her feel very tired and tired.

Her dream was so real, no matter how long it took, it was so clearly imprinted in her mind that it made her want to cry when she thought of him.

Tears flowed out of her eyes unconsciously, she felt that her face was very sticky and uncomfortable, she reached out to wipe it, but inadvertently touched the pillow, which was already very wet, and she didn't know how long she had been crying.

changed his posture, flattened his body, lay on the bed, smiled bitterly and said: "Hua Ze, we are not shallow, but have no fate, right?" ”

Xiao Jiu's thoughts seemed to drift back to five hundred years ago, when she and the emperor were on the top of the mountain, he didn't care about her, just left, she still followed him with a dead face, and went to the Taiming Palace in Sanqing Realm.

In the Taiming Palace, Xiao Jiu also met six true monarchs such as Si Ming, Si Lu, and Shangsheng, and knew from them that the emperor had already retreated.

Xiao Jiu frowned, thinking in his heart, I have been in retreat for a long time, I came with him, how can he close the retreat, you can really deceive people.

She didn't have any expression on her face, but she thought in her heart that Si Ming was lying to her, so she ran away and asked the Yaochi Fairy, who was good friends with her aunt, and after she realized that this was true, she couldn't understand why?

She obviously came here with him, how could she have already gone into retreat! Knowing such a result, Xiao Jiu could only leave helplessly.

On the second day, the sun of Xingjun had not yet risen, and she returned to the Nine Heavens, Sanqing Realm, and Taiming Palace.

As if she had figured out something, she actually lived here, and every day she would sit on the stone bench in the courtyard, looking at the house where the emperor lived in a daze.

I accidentally glanced at the courtyard and felt that there was no spring color in the bare courtyard.

Xiao Jiu remembered what Hua Ze had said to her again, and ran to the god of peach trees and asked for thousands of peach seedlings, but fortunately, Si Ming and Yaochi helped, and planted these peach saplings in the courtyard within a few days, and after the completion of the Yaochi fairy, she also invited the god of water to water these saplings.

Xiao Jiu remembered that Hua Ze said that he wanted to plant a peach forest for her, but it turned out that she planted it for him.

She thought that although the emperor was in retreat, it didn't matter, because one day, he would come out, and what she had to do was to stay here and wait for him to come out, but she didn't expect that as soon as he retreated, it would be four hundred and ninety-five years, and Xiao Jiu was also in this Taiming Palace, taking care of the peach tree for four hundred and ninety-five years.

Now these peach trees are very good, and they have produced peaches that are not lost to the gods of the peach plant, Xiao Jiu also used these peaches to make a lot of wine, and also gave these wines a very elegant name, Peach Blossom Yuan.

In the past 400 years, Xiao Jiu has not only taken care of the peach tree and brewed all kinds of wine, but also understood the man he loved, what he liked, she went to learn, even if she was now, she didn't take what he liked, poetry and songs, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Sanskrit Heart Sutra, sword score and piano score, learned very clearly, but every day, very seriously, he made annotations, practiced his swordsmanship, never stopped.

Xiao Jiu felt that only a god like the emperor would read these things, which she might not understand in her life, and learned them very clearly.

Especially his set of sword books, she was really speechless, the first time she picked up his sword, when she practiced, she almost lost her life, she only felt that the sword, like having spirituality, would take her to move, as long as the reaction was slow, she would be cut by it, so that she, after practicing every day, looked like a bloody person.

In the past 400 years, the three most successful things Xiao Jiu has done are: taking care of peach trees, making wine, and practicing swords.

Hua Ze had actually woken up when he was asleep for the four hundred and fifty-fifth year.

Lying on the bed, he seemed to smell the faint fragrance of peach blossoms wafting from the window, he thought it was in a dream, but he didn't get up.

He remembered that he had promised to plant a peach forest that belonged to her for Xiao Jiu, but it had never been fulfilled, maybe he thought too many times before he smelled the peach blossoms in his dream.

Hua Ze smiled bitterly, but he felt that the Wind Roaring Divine Sword was calling, he thought something was happening, and suddenly got up and looked at the courtyard outside.

The Wind Roaring Sword swirled in the air, it was indeed summoning, but it was not summoning him, but the white back......

He really woke up, Hua Ze looked at his hands with some excitement, he thought that he would sleep for a thousand years, but he didn't expect that God would take him a lot after all.

He quickly got up, came to the window, raised his finger, moved the window slightly, looked carefully at the white shadow in the crack, and was stunned in disbelief when he saw who it was.

That's Xiao Jiu, her Xiao Jiu, she is drinking, or drinking with Feng Ming, no wonder he feels that Feng Ming is calling, Hua Ze shook his head helplessly, Xiao Jiu, if you give him drunk, it will be very naughty.

As soon as Hua Ze's thoughts were finished, he watched Xiao Jiu holding his Fengming Sword, in the courtyard, waving his sword naturally and smoothly, driving the peach petals that came from nowhere, very beautiful.

He looked a little stupid, and even more drunk, she was so stupid that she actually learned this set of swordsmanship, how did she do it, and how long did it take to do it!

He looked at her with a painful heart, the swordsmanship just now was still very good, but in the few moves at the end, it was really not as good as the wind roaring, and he was stabbed in several places by the sword in his hand.

Hua Ze looked at it with heartache, but Xiao Jiu blinked his eyes drunkenly, and said with a smile: "Thank you for accompanying me, you are merciful today, right?" ”

After speaking, as if drunk, he held the Fengming Sword and fell on the jade ground in the courtyard.