The window was closed, she felt a little stuffy, and she was about to push open the window to let in air, but after thinking about it, she turned around and opened the door.

The sky is about to break, the cold has not disappeared, the courtyard is brightly lit, and the red silk dances lightly.

Twig hugged the bamboo basket and sat on a stone bench under the old peach tree.

"Peach tree, peach tree, it would be great if you cultivated to perfection. Twig touched the trunk of the tree, and missed the peach tree in the valley very much.

"Perhaps, I've really cultivated to the finest. ”

A cold voice sounded in the tree, and the twigs trembled with fright, and the bamboo basket almost fell to the ground.

He suddenly looked up and met a pair of starry eyes.

Both were stunned.

The man was hanging upside down on a peach tree, looking up at the twigs. The red silk flicked gently on the cheeks of the two of them, and the twig held its breath, this distance was too close.

Twig immediately moved back.

The man in the peach tree coughed lightly, rolled over and sat back down on the trunk. Twig was still holding his head up, but he was keeping his head down.

The farther away, the more clearly you can see.

It was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, dressed in a black shirt, with tight cuffs, a ponytail tied on the top of his head, neat and neat, with lightly raised sword eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a two-point smile, a high nose bridge, slightly upturned lips, and white and slender fingers were touching a black ball in his arms.

If it weren't for those emerald green eyes, Twig really wouldn't have seen that there was something in his arms.

Xiaozhi was stunned, this, it looks too good-looking...... No, why is Xiao Hei in his arms?

Twig withdrew his saliva, raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Hei and asked, "Who are you?

"Is this your cat?" the boy asked suspiciously, glancing at the black cat in his arms.

"Blackie, come down. Twig decided to prove it to him with his actions.

Fortunately, Xiao Hei was still quite angry, and when he heard her call, he broke free of the boy's embrace, reluctantly jumped down, and got into the bamboo basket.

The young man watched Xiao Hei get into this small bamboo basket, felt sorry for it, looked at Xiao Zhi again, and asked, "Didn't you call me out?

Xiao Zhiqi said: "Are you really a peach tree spirit?"

The boy gave her an affirmative look.

"But the peach tree spirit I've seen is an old man. ”

"The one you've seen must have a low level of understanding, and he has cultivated for tens of thousands of years and cultivated himself to old age. ”

Xiao Zhi asked again, "Then how many years have you been cultivating?"

The peach tree spirit shook its two long legs, thought for a while, and said, "Two or three thousand years." ”

Xiaozhi twisted her neck, a red silk brushed her face, she suddenly remembered her situation, quickly stretched her neck and asked, "Since you have become a jing, is there a way to help me get out of here?"

The peach tree spirit pulled a strip of red silk and played with it in his hand, and chuckled when he heard this: "Look at your outfit, today is your good day." What's the matter? Not satisfied with this marriage? It's too late to regret it now. ”

Xiaozhi hurriedly said: "I was deceived by them, and the grandfather of this family said that he could help me find my family, but I didn't expect to trick me into marrying his grandson." I still have to go to my master and Uncle Bai, I can't get married. After saying that, his eyes were red.

The peach tree spirit was stunned for a moment, and said, "What good is it to help you? But his eyes were on the bamboo basket in the arms of the twig.

Looking at the gradually whitening sky, Xiao Zhi was ruthless and said, "Xiao Hei will borrow you to play for a year." ”

"Send me. ”

"Two years, can't add more. ”

"Send me. ”

"Three years, no more. Otherwise, don't help me, I'll figure it out myself. Twig got up with the bamboo basket in his arms and wanted to leave.

"Deal. The boy jumped down from the tree and stood in front of the twig, who was so long that the twig reached his chest, and was startled by his action, and almost fell backwards.

The peach tree spirit took the twig's hand and said, "Let's go." ”

"Just go out like this?" exclaimed Xiao Zhi, who was led by the peach tree spirit to the moon cave door.

No, it's too natural.

"Don't worry, I cast a stealth spell and hold my hand, no one will be able to see you. The peach tree spirit glanced back at the twig, and his brow furrowed imperceptibly.

Xiaozhi took his hand and said, "You wait for me first." As he spoke, he let go of the peach tree spirit's hand, took out a red bean fruit from the bamboo basket, put it on the stone table, looked at the young man in a big red wedding dress standing by the door of the moon cave, beckoned to him, and pointed to the stone table.

After doing this, he took the hand of the peach tree spirit and pulled him out quickly.

His fingers were white and slender, with distinct joints, and his twig hands were slender and soft, weak and boneless. The peach tree spirit looked at the intertwined hands of the two and was stunned.

When passing through the Moon Cave Gate, the boy in the wedding dress was still stunned and looked in the direction of the old peach tree.

Peach Tree Spirit said: "Aren't you afraid that he will call someone to arrest you?"

Xiaozhi said: "Although everyone says he is stupid, others are not bad." ”

Xiao Zhi thought of the pear he put in front of the moon cave door every day, and smiled, maybe he already knew that he had been tricked into marrying him, so he sent the pear to hint at letting her find a way to leave.

At that time, Xiaozhi only thought that this pear was tender and juicy, and looked forward to eating one every day.

Turning the cloister full of lights, and passing through the purple and red garden, the noise of the front yard is close to the ear, faintly accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo musical instruments, singing, and cheering, so lively.

Occasionally, a few maids passed by with fruit bowls, but they didn't squint, and they couldn't see them.

They didn't go to the front yard and walked out of the Fang Mansion through the side door.

Xiaozhi said, "Where are you going now?"

As soon as he came out of the gate of Fangfu, Xiaozhi didn't dare to let go of the peach tree spirit's hand, and people came and went on the street, especially today, when Fangfu held a happy event, and the number of people gathered nearby was twice as many as usual.

The peach tree spirit looked at the girl beside her, her big eyes sparkling, and she was looking at him.

The peach tree spirit was stunned, and was about to turn her eyes to look elsewhere, but the little girl smiled at him, her expression was natural and generous, without a trace of twist.

The peach tree spirit coughed, thinking to himself, this bride is not ugly.

Peachtree asked, "Where is your family?"

At the mention of this, Twig couldn't laugh anymore.

After going down the mountain for so long, eating and drinking in Fangfu all day long, he didn't even touch the shadow of the master, and he kept his mouth up. Thinking of this, Xiaozhi felt a little hungry again.

"I don't know where to look for them. Twig touched his stomach in frustration.

In the future, I can only eat red beans and fruits, can I not be depressed?

Seeing her like this, the peach tree spirit was a little unbearable, and said, "I'll take you out of the city first, and then I'll talk about it." ”

Twig nodded, and followed the peach tree spirit through the crowd and into the street. Passing by the wonton stall, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.

"Want to eat?"

"Hmm. Xiaozhi thought for a while, and then said, "But I don't have any money." ”

Peach Tree raised his eyebrows, took advantage of the stall owner's inattention, took a bowl away, and did not forget to take the spoon, and threw down a few copper plates.

Twigs opened their mouths, stunned by his operation.

The wonton stall had only three wooden tables and a few stools, and it was the time for breakfast, and it was already full of crop men, foot merchants, and gluttonous children.

The peach tree spirit holds the wonton bowl in his left hand, and the twig holds the soup spoon in his right hand, and buries his face in the coarse porcelain soup bowl containing the wontons with the peach tree spirit's hand.