My princess is a peach demon

It was March, and when they heard that the peach blossoms on the famous Yanxia Mountain were in full bloom, the tourists could not wait to come.

Before they reached the foot of the mountain, they could see that the mountains in the distance were filled with delicate and tender, pure and bright pink. From afar, it looked like pink clouds lingering around, like a dream.

As they approached, they realized that the mountains were covered with hundreds of pink peach blossoms blooming in unison, competing for beauty. It was hazy as if the morning glow reflected on the mountains, and the strange path was famous for its haze.

It was still early spring, and the path up the mountain had long been flattened by many years of tourists. At this time, there was already an endless stream of people coming and going, laughing and playing. If you looked closely, you would find that most of them were talented scholars and beautiful women, in pairs.

The reason was related to a legend that had been circulating among the people for many years.

It was unknown when, but there was a legend among the people about the crown of peach flowers on the top of Yanxia Mountain.

That tree had existed for a long time, and the exact age was unknown. The villagers at the foot of the mountain only knew that their ancestors had known for generations that there was such a peach tree on the top of Yanxia Mountain. They could be considered ancestors.

Not only was it unusually old, but it was also strange. Ordinary peach trees were only as thick as a man's arm, but its branches were so thick that a man could not even wrap his arms around it. It was several times taller than the other peach trees in the mountain.

Ordinary peach blossoms were usually delicate and light pink, but the peach blossoms on this peach tree were unusually bright in color. They were so intense that they were a little flirtatious.

Therefore, there were rumors that this tree was planted by Old Moon 800 years ago when he traveled to the human world and saw the bleak mountain. He suddenly felt pity for it. The immortal planted it, so it was naturally different from ordinary peach trees.

Over the past 800 years, the barren mountains have turned into peach forests because of this. This tree is the origin of the Yanxia Peach Forest.

There was also a legend that said that when the flowers bloomed, the lovers would come to the tree and hang a flower card with their names on it. Then, they could pass on their feelings to Yue Lao, and the two would definitely be able to get married.

Therefore, every year in March, when the peach blossoms first bloomed, many young masters in the capital would invite their loved ones to go to Yanxia Mountain to look for the peach tree. They would hang a flower token and seek the protection of the Moon Elder.

This Yanxia Mountain had long since become the classic place where the male and female protagonists of the capital's storytellers fell in love.

On the top of the mountain, a huge peach tree stood upright. It was twenty to thirty feet tall, and its branches were luxuriant and luxuriant. On the branches were clusters of extremely beautiful peach blossoms, like a wisp of sunset lingering on the top of Yanxia Mountain.

Its lush branches cast a shadow on the ground.

"Pei Lang…"

Under the tree, the young woman lowered her head slightly, and two red clouds flew into her cheeks. The woman took out a flower card with colorful mandarin ducks drawn on it and handed it to the man in white opposite her. Then, she turned around shyly and twisted the silk handkerchief in her hand.

The man had the aura of a scholar. He closed the folding fan in his hand and smiled gently at the woman. He took the flower token and said,"Xiao Rou, today, the two of us will pledge our love under the Peach Sect. Hang the flower token. Yue Lao will definitely know my feelings."

The man hugged the waist of the woman named Xiao Rou from behind and whispered in her ear,

"When I get on the list, I'll definitely marry you. You've suffered during this period of time."

The peach tree shook its extended branches imperceptibly, and a few petals fell…

Tao Ruchu slowly woke up and yawned. Time passed so quickly. It was already March of the new year. This year's wave of people had arrived quite quickly.

It's been so many years, but these words are still repeated. There's really nothing new ~

Tao Ruchu glanced down. Wait a minute? This familiar face!

Logically speaking, she wouldn't care about ordinary mortals. After all, in these hundreds of years, there were too many people who came to her tree to ask for marriage.

The people she remembered were roughly divided into three categories. One was good-looking, but there were very few who were good-looking enough to leave a deep impression on her.

One type was sincere and emotional, and the other type was especially shameless.

The man standing under the tree was gloriously listed as the third category.

In the past two years, this man had come no less than ten times. This time, he was called Xiao Rou. The last time, it was a yellow-clothed woman called Xiao Qin. The time before that, what was her name again... It seemed to be... Little Cai?

Every time she used the same excuse to cheat the little girl of her money, there were also many little girls who ran to her tree and cried bitterly. There were even some who blamed her for not protecting them. Tao Ruchu could not say anything.

It was fine if she was treated as a prop to deceive a little girl, but who did she offend to blame her?

Tao Ruchu looked at the man and woman who were already hugging each other in front of her. She shook her branches violently to remind them, but only pink petals fell off.

Silly girl! Run!

He really wanted to shake off the numerous flower cards with this scumbag's name on them and smash them on his head.

After staying in Yanxia Mountain for 800 years, Tao Ruchu suddenly gained consciousness 200 years ago.

She was originally just a nameless and ordinary peach blossom in the mountain. For some reason, she suddenly had thoughts and spiritual sense. She only knew that every March, when the peach blossoms on Yanxia Mountain bloomed, she would wake up. Many mortals would surround her, say some mushy words of love, and hang a sign on her body.

Many years ago, an elderly man and woman walked under the tree. Tao Ruchu's branches, which were full of beautiful peach blossoms, shook as she clicked her tongue in wonder,"

Why were there old men and women who came to pledge their love now?

"Yan Ru, do you still remember this peach tree? Back then, you and I…"

This…It did look familiar.

It turned out that the two of them had pledged their love under the peach tree forty years ago and entrusted their lives to each other. However, the woman married someone else by accident, and the man lived a lonely life.

"If life is only like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be sad for the painting fan?" After the woman finished speaking, she covered her face and cried.

The two of them had white hair growing out of their temples, and their faces were no longer as high-spirited as before.

She was a little melancholic, as if this was the first time she had experienced some human emotions. She could not fully understand the feelings of the human world, but she had always remembered this poem.

Other than them, only the little peach tree knew the feelings between the two of them. After sighing with emotion, she decided to give herself a nice name. Perhaps it was appropriate to call herself Tao Ruchu.

In the entire Yanxia Mountain, she was the only one who had grown spiritual sense. She had been lonely for two hundred years. If one asked her where she came from, or if Old Man Yue Xia had planted it here, she would not know.

Tao Ruchu looked at the two people under the tree and felt a little helpless. If her voice could be heard, there would be one less sad girl in the world.

If she could talk to humans, would her days on the mountain be better?

The branches of the peach tree retracted slightly, shaking off a lot of flower dew.