On the day of Fucang's 5,000th birthday, Emperor Taiyi gave a cart of saplings of Xianhua apricot blossoms as a congratulatory gift.

Looking at the little grandson of the fairy jade, Emperor Taiyi was full of love and expectation, and told him: "You plant the sapling with your own hands, and when you see the future lady, it will bloom." ”

Xianhua apricot blossoms are beautiful and colorful, the flowers are as big as a plate, it is the best in the apricot blossoms, the only thing that is not very pleasing is that the flowering period is uncertain, it is said that it will bloom, and it may not bloom once if it does not bloom for tens of thousands of years.

So in fact, Emperor Taiyi's words were to fool his grandson, but the little god who was only 5,000 years old at the time believed it to be true, and he had to run to the garden every day after eating, for fear that the apricot blossoms planted by himself would crackle and bloom.

Probably for this half-grown child who is born cold, the existence of such a thing as "madam" is not very acceptable.

Just so worried, Xianhua apricot blossoms have never bloomed as he wished, and Fu Cang gradually grew up in the Qingdi Palace, and when he was 30,000 years old, he had forgotten about it.

On a sunny spring day, the Emperor of Heaven and his old man suddenly had nothing to do, remembering that Hua Xu's Fucang Shenjun is now 30,000 years old, and he is famous for the sword dance at the wedding banquet of the emperor last time, and he is afraid that the peach blossoms will continue in the future, so he has a hint of matchmaking.

But who to match has become a problem, Hua Xu has a good reputation, and naturally everyone in the upper realm is willing to marry his daughter, and it is easy to be hated by anyone he picks, and it just so happens that the princess of the Candle Yin clan is over 9,700 years old, and she is slim and elegant, and no one dares to hold a grudge if she picks her.

So Fu Cang got a message at lunch, "Tomorrow's Flower Emperor Immortal Island, meet with the princess of the Candleyin clan and enjoy the flowers".

He turned his head to look at his father, who was calm and calm, and said with a smile: "Well, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has good intentions, and you are not young, so let's try it." ”

Who doesn't know that the princess from such a prominent clan is about the same as the gods he usually interacts with.

I hope she is decent and generous, so that both sides can be easy to deal with. Thinking like this, Fu Cang spent the last day of his silent life in the life of God without any waves.

The matter of the Heavenly Emperor's matchmaking spread throughout the entire upper realm almost instantly, and when Gu Ting heard that they were meeting on his own immortal island, he enthusiastically arranged to open the door of the inner courtyard, and said: "It just so happens that the peony has opened, so it's good for you to go and see it with the princess of the Candle Yin clan." ”

In Gu Ting's simple heart, he probably felt that the princess of the Candle Yin clan must be a noble and gentle type. It should be a good match with Fucang, he thought.

Early that morning, Fu Cang changed into his daily snow-colored moire robe, and I don't know what kind of inspiration moved, and before leaving, he went to the garden, and the Xianhua apricot blossoms were bare as always, and not even a bud came out.

He left the Blue Emperor Palace with peace of mind.

In the snow-covered pear blossom forest of Kaohuang Immortal Island, he met Princess Xuanyi of the Candle Yin Clan.

She...... It's really noble, and he brought hundreds with him, which is so noble that he is arrogant.

She is indeed quite gentle, she speaks with words and chews words, her tone is soft and weak, and she walks softly, as if she has no bones.

She was even more decent, and she said the words of implicit malice and ridicule so movingly, he had never seen anyone so good at talking.

She was quite generous, she had no sense of host and guest, she threw a handkerchief into the cloud pool when she met, and she was going to pick peonies, Gu Ting was almost scared to cry by her.

All in all, this matchmaking made Fu Cangping have countless annoyances, and it is really a dirt mountain that will be angry with her.

Fucang Shenjun returned to the Qingdi Palace with a black face, and greeted a group of elated priests, and gave him a slap in the face: "Shenjun! Those immortal apricot blossoms in the garden are blooming!"

At that moment, he really felt a sense of resentment that a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out of his throat.

As a result, they really bloomed, and they were piled up in clusters on the branches that were still bare in the morning, and they were extremely delicate and colorful in the sunset.

Fu Cang was stunned for most of the hour at the Xianhua apricot blossoms that bloomed in half of the garden.

When the Qingdi came over, he was still in a trance.

"What about the princess of the Candle Yin Clan?" the Qing Emperor deliberately poked at his unhappy place.

Fu Cang turned around and saluted, and when he looked up, his displeasure and annoyance had disappeared, and he only said lightly: "Father, if His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has a similar match, please ask my father to refuse for me." ”

The Green Emperor couldn't help laughing: "Oh, she doesn't look good, or is her words and deeds rude?"

No, she looks ......

Fu Cang thought that he had forgotten the appearance of the dragon princess because of his annoyance, but suddenly, the clear jade porcelain cheeks came to mind, not only that, but also the long fluffy hair, the glittering golden ring, the quiet and detached eyebrows - she looked out of place with everything around her.

He no longer looked at those weird and blooming fairy blossoms and apricot blossoms, and said goodbye: "I don't care about this for the time being, and my father doesn't have to deal with it." ”

The sky darkened, the lakeside avenue flickered, and Fu Cang walked uncontrollably and always remembered the beautiful figure, which was very beautiful, but it was really hateful, and there was nothing lovely about it. The most hateful thing is not those pretentious gestures, but the way she plays others as idiots, knowing that this deliberate gesture will make him see it, she still does what she wants.

The Xianhua apricot blossom bloomed, of course it wouldn't be her.

Fu Cang forcibly left the lingering Yan Na Yan behind him, and he decided to forget all the ridiculous things that happened today.

(Zilang Literature)