Ten thousand years ago, Kuafu chased the sun and threw away his staff, which turned into a peach forest and was recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas".
The first peach blossom that bloomed on the branch of the peach forest had the opportunity to ascend to become a god and take charge of the marriage book of the world.
The Peach Blossom Goddess is like her original form, and she is still young, radiant and beautiful, and her beauty is famous throughout the world.
The Peach Blossom God is born to love quietness. There is a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, which makes her temperament gentle and melancholy. She lives in the large swamps and dense forests all year round.
The tall trees deep in the dense forest had lush branches and leaves, blocking out the long-hanging sunlight.
Spots of light and shadow scatter across the earth covered in dead branches and rotting leaves. Amidst the low bushes, lush green vines cling to sturdy branches, drooping gracefully, their branches laden with pink blossoms. In this deep, bird-free forest, rarely visited by humans, small peach blossoms with transparent petals bloom everywhere. Their rapid transformation from growth to withering and rebirth fills the air with the delicate fragrance of peach blossoms year-round.
Above the lush green sky, the gentle flutter of bird wings echoed. The short, sharp chirps were as swift and sudden as a meteor streaking across the night sky. The Peach Blossom God, bent over to pick a flower, slowly straightened up, and a transparent bud fell from his lowered palm.
She tried her best to raise her face, and a ray of sunlight that had penetrated through the gaps between the green leaves with great difficulty was reflected in her clear eyes. The god in the jungle seemed to be touched by a mysterious power, which pulled her to stretch out her hand. Her slender fingers pinched a bunch of black hair from an unknown origin.
The hair was black, shiny and smooth, tied with a magic thread, obviously coming from the Demon Realm.
The Demon Realm was not under the jurisdiction of the gods, and the two realms had always kept to themselves. Now that a demon had invaded his territory, the Peach Blossom God gathered the hair in his hands, remaining calm and composed, without any particular reaction.
Because in her opinion, whether it is God, demon, or monster, they are all creatures of heaven and earth, and there is no difference.
The Peach Blossom God carried a small flower basket and returned home with his sleeves full of peach blossoms.
The vast expanse of swampland seemed to stretch to the ends of the earth, with green plants spreading across the marshland and giant, colorful mushrooms growing on decaying trees. Standing by the marsh, the colors in the distance seemed like mist descending to the ground, and the water vapor was thick.
In the center of the swamp, against a backdrop of emerald green, tall, slender wooden piles formed a vast platform, supporting a bamboo house. Its dark blue door curtain fluttered in the strong wind, sending countless peach blossoms dancing.
The Peach Blossom Goddess, clutching a flower basket, ran barefoot from the deep forest. She left a trail of footprints along the edge of the swamp, imprinted cleanly and clearly in the freshly rained-out mud. From her sleeve, she pulled a soft whip. The soft blade, a faint blue, shone with a chill. With a simple wave of her hand, one end of the whip fastened to the roof of the bamboo house. The lithe woman leaped to her feet, dangling from the long whip and swinging onto the hallway.
Although she could have used her magic to fly to the bamboo house on the other side, the Peach Blossom Goddess preferred to swing over with the help of a rope for a bit of fun. This was one of the few pleasures in her monotonous days.
Sensing the master's divine power, green vines quickly grew on the narrow wooden railings, and transparent peach blossoms instantly filled the corridor.
The Peach Blossom Goddess was walking on the corridor covered with flower petals with her bare feet, and her long skirt as thin as a gauze wing danced gracefully. As she walked, she casually took off her cloak and outer clothes as usual, stepped on the skirt that fell to the ground, and was only wearing a tube top and soft white silk pants, and then stepped into her own bedroom.
This place is lonely and desolate, and few people visit, so the Peach Blossom God is so casual.
A frivolous whistle suddenly came from behind the veil, followed by a low laugh, with a mixture of teasing and admiration, "You have a great figure."
Perhaps it is her peach blossom physique that makes her naturally charming and elegant, especially her peach blossom eyes with a teardrop mole under them, which makes her express her feelings without words.
Just like at this moment, the Peach Blossom God stood in place, following the voice and coming over, with a calm and gentle expression, as if he was not frightened at all.
She lifted her foot, and with every step she took, pale pink petals flew out from around her ankle, forming a gentle arc that danced gracefully between her calves.
The person behind the veil held his breath, already mesmerized.
Delicate, white fingers lifted the veil, and then, that compassionate, gentle face emerged. She would never forget that first sight. The wound in her heart seemed to split and widen. She could feel the suddenly boiling blood flowing out, soaking her clothes. Until the other person reached out and pressed her wound, Jiang Shu felt only a torrent of pleasure, flowing through her internal organs, limbs, and bones, making her unable to stop.
The Peach Blossom God leaned forward slightly, gazing intently at her flushed cheeks, his fingers still pressing against the wound on her heart, and said, "Have you taken the Ecstasy Pill?"
"..." The young master of the Demon Realm, who was overwhelmed at the first sight, felt ashamed. At the same time, he was surprised that this seemingly cold and melancholy goddess could speak so directly.
The Peach Blossom God sat beside her, expertly healing her wounds. He said calmly, "I've seen many young men like you, full of passion and excitement, excited by the sight of beauty. But you're a bit strange, excited by the sight of a woman. You must not have been relieving your sexual desires on a regular basis."
"..." Jiang Shu was lying inside and saw with her own eyes that she was walking in the corridor while taking off her clothes, and then she whistled and tried to tease and tease this seemingly very abstinent goddess. She thought that her reaction must be very interesting, but she never expected that she would be killed by the other party, completely and cleanly.
For some reason, Jiang Shu felt a little unhappy. "Are all of you gods in heaven so dishonest?"
"Improper?" The Peach Blossom God tilted his head to look at her, his charming peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. "How can love be improper? Without love, how could so many lovely babies be born? I'm afraid even you wouldn't exist. This is such a natural and vital matter. The prosperity of the race and the continuity of the family and country depend on it."
"..." These words left the young master of the Demon Realm speechless. What she said made so much sense that I was speechless.
Seeing that she was stunned by what he said, Taohuashen smiled again, "But I see that you are not shallow in Chinese medicine, and you are still injured. Now you can only bear it for a while."
Jiang Shu still felt that this was an unruly goddess.
Later she found out that this person was the legendary Peach Blossom God who managed the marriage book. No wonder she was so protective of love.
Jiang Shu thought to herself: Then she must be very familiar with romantic matters. Compared with my own whistle that was deliberately frivolous, her serious dirty talk was really not on the same level.
There was an uninvited guest in the bamboo house, but the Peach Blossom God remained calm and continued to do what he was doing.
Every time after picking flowers from outside and arranging the marriage of the day, the first thing she would do when standing in the corridor was to take off her complicated fairy dress and walk around lightly.
Whenever peach blossoms fluttered in the air and fell all over the bed, Jiang Shu knew that the owner of the bamboo house had returned.
Then she would turn sideways, support her forehead, and watch with relish the beautiful figure coming towards her.
Peach Blossom God was very calm and didn't think about what would happen if she was seen. She walked to the bedside and helped check her injuries as usual.
The big hole in my heart is still there.
"Where did you lose your heart?" The Peach Blossom God finally couldn't help asking.
There is emptiness under the wound, as if a heart is missing.
Jiang Shu smiled slightly, "Aren't you curious about my identity?"
"I know you are a witch, but it doesn't matter. In my eyes, all living things are living beings, and there is no distinction between friend and foe." The Peach Blossom God said calmly, and then handed the medicine made with the magic grass to her.
Although Jiang Shu had lost her heart, her brain was still there. The emotions aroused by her brain would still stimulate her blood and flesh, making her whole body clamor, with a feeling of both comfort and discomfort.
This feeling was very strange, like a lot of ants crawling across the bone marrow, making her eyes seem bloodshot as she looked at the cold and melancholy goddess in front of her.
The Peach Blossom God remained calm and composed, "Did you steal that elixir again?"
Jiang Shu stared at the pale red teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, subconsciously licked her dry lips, her voice hoarse, "Yes, can you cure it?"
The Peach Blossom God stared at the little witch in front of him who was obviously seriously injured but acted as if nothing had happened and had the leisure to tease him. His eyes were focused and serious, and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he wanted to see her until the end of time.
"I think it would be better for you to heal your wounds first, and then find back your lost heart." The Peach Blossom God still had a cold expression on his face, with no sign of being moved at all.
Jiang Shu felt her lips getting even drier, and her whole body was clamoring. She had been recuperating here for a few days and was no longer as weak as she had been at the beginning, so she insisted on sitting up under the puzzled gaze of the beautiful goddess, then leaned over to her beautiful face.
The sweet and gentle fragrance of peach blossoms hits you in the face.
She is not only beautiful, but also fragrant and gentle.
However, the Peach Blossom God felt the overbearing and arrogant aura coming from the Demon Realm. It was not pure at all, but rather chaotic and complicated.
Just like... what is written in human stories, the other party should be a person with strong desires, and his needs in that aspect, well, it feels a bit scary.
Otherwise, he wouldn't stare at me every day with his eyes red as if he had taken a magic pill.
Fortunately, this little witch was able to restrain herself.
Jiang Shu approached her, staring into her charming eyes. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the pale red teardrop mole that was about to fall. She whispered, "Goddess, do you know that in our Demon Realm, there is a great demand for that kind of thing?"
As expected, she was right. The Peach Blossom God looked at her and asked calmly, "How do you usually solve this problem?"
"..." The little witch, who was killed by another counterattack, said that her level was too low. "Guess."
"Tolerate."
"What?"
"Your solution, in one word, is endurance." After the Peach Blossom God finished speaking, he reached out and gently patted her head. "Okay, girl, you should take good care of your injuries."
The author has something to say: Peach Blossom God: I’m tired of seeing these little tricks:)
Little Witch: Uh-huh-huh...
Peach Blossom God: However, girl, you have successfully attracted my attention.
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