Vol 5 Chapter 9: Drinking Boy

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Two months before the birth of Princess Wen Che, Yu Ji suddenly proposed to the emperor that Princess Wen Che go to her mother's house to be delivered. At that time in the Heian dynasty, because superstitious women’s births were filthy, once a woman in the palace became pregnant, she had to leave the palace to give birth, and wait for the child to return to the palace.
Princess Wen Che’s parents died early, so there was no such thing as a maiden family. You Ji’s proposal was immediately adopted by the emperor, and Princess Wen Che accepted it happily.
You Ji, she started to act... The special customs of the Heian era gave her the best mobile phone meeting...
I don’t know if it happened. Youji transferred me and the prime minister to the place where Mr. Wen Che borrowed, and let me go back to the left ministerial office of Fujiwara with Mr. Wen Che to take care of her.
This decision is to my liking, so that I can complete the task more smoothly.
In Minister Fujiwara’s palace, a quiet period of time passed, but Qingming sometimes used his sparrow-style gods to send letters.
To say something weird, I found that the whereabouts of the prime minister during this time seemed a bit erratic. I also knocked on the side and asked a few times.
Finally in the middle of the night, I followed her out of the palace of the left minister and followed her into an abandoned mansion.
Before entering the mansion, I had used invisibility to see her quickly flash into a room, and I followed. Only the voice of a man inside sounded, "Come?"
"Well, sir, I really miss you." The prime minister's voice was a little charming.
I was stunned. Isn't the prime minister just coming to privately? Just choose to date in such a place, I am afraid that this love guy is weird?
I looked in from the lattice window, and I saw that the Prime Minister was intimately embracing a man in a thick crimson garb. The man did not wear a black hat, and his long black hair poured like a waterfall. Head, kiss the little prime minister's hair lightly. Although I can't clearly see his appearance, I have felt a strong demonishness. This man is definitely not human... but I don't know where the ghosts were turned into, and it seems that they are not ordinary ghosts.
"That thing, do you know what to do?" His voice seemed to come from a distant place.
"I know, you can rest assured." Xiao Jai said softly, "I will do what you want." She said as she undressed the man's clothes.
Ah, don’t they stage a restricted play here? I hesitated for a moment, and when I was thinking about taking the shot, I suddenly heard the man’s voice ringing again, "So anxious? Your women, it’s all the same." He paused. "However, this time you seem to have brought Other guests."
After he said, he suddenly looked up and looked straight at where I was standing. When I saw his face clearly, I couldn't help but be surprised. No wonder the prime minister was enchanted by this ghost. The appearance of this ghost was similar to that of Yuan Gaoming. Qi is more like a blood cherry blooming in the dark night.
Was he transformed into Yuan Gaoming? But I don't have time to think about it now, because he has discovered my existence.
I obviously used stealth, can he even detect it?
I just pulled out the spell. He had pushed away the prime minister. A red light hit me from his fingers. The position was accurate, as if he clearly saw my existence. I avoided his attack, and immediately started the spell, and attacked him. His head was slightly off, avoiding my counterattack, but a few broken hairs fell from his head, he Suddenly laughed, "Who is it? It can hurt my hair."
With a wave of his hand, the broken hair on the ground suddenly turned into a long black arrow and flew straight towards me. I immediately cast a spell and knocked down the long arrow. He slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "It is really interesting, but today I have no time to play with you, I will definitely look at your true colors next time." After that, he disappeared immediately.
The long black arrow returned to its hair, but it was a fiery red hair, is it the original form of the monster? I picked it up easily, clipped it in the carry-on sticker, and put it in my arms. I quickly looked to the prime minister again, only to find that she had fainted long ago, and I withdrew the stealth technique to wake her up.
"Sharo, why are you here? Ah? Why am I here?" asked the little prime minister in surprise. She didn't seem to remember what happened.
"I don't know. When I got here, I found you falling here." I sneered.
"What's going on." She rubbed her body and stood up.
"Maybe you are too tired, hurry home."
Although she was a little puzzled, she didn't ask more.
After that, the ghost did not find the prime minister, but I always felt a little uneasy in my heart, and I always felt like what would happen.
As the red leaves of the capital became more and more colorful, the day when Wen Chefei was in labor was getting closer. Before that, the emperor specifically asked Qingming to come to the left minister's palace to hold an exorcism ceremony. Seeing Qingming again, I could not help but glanced at his shoulder, remembering the last embarrassment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
He smiled faintly, as if knowing what I was thinking.
"I've washed it already." He came to say so.
"Um, um, uncle, is he alright?" I quickly changed the subject. All the loyal adults at this ceremony were entrusted to Qingming.
He smiled and said, "Very good." He paused, and said again, "Master asked me to ask you, when will you leave the palace?"
"Out of the palace?" I froze for a moment. "Aren't I coming out now?"
"Master means, when will you resign from the female room?" He looked at me.
"Oh...after Donggong is born." I suddenly thought of waiting for parting from Qingming after completing the task, and my emotions fell inexplicably.
There was a smile on Qingming's face.
"Qingming, if I leave without saying one day, will you be angry?" I blurted.
Qingming froze for a moment, her smile gradually disappeared, and she whispered: "By farewell? Where are you going?"
"No, it's nothing. I just talked, hee hee, where can I go?" I quickly disguised, and unintentionally flicked the sticker inserted between the lapels between waves.
Just about to pick it up, Qingming has bent down and picked it up for me. A few fiery red hairs fell from the sticker. Oops, it was the ghost's hair. Sure enough, Qingming's face changed slightly and said, "Sharo, where did this come from?"
"I picked it up. The red hair is so special." I smiled.
Qing Ming read a few incantations silently, and those hair strands instantly turned to ashes. He looked at me and said, "That's the hair of the swallowing boy. If you see it in the future, don't pick it up again, you know?"
Drink the boy? Is that the ghost that often turns into a handsome man to seduce a young woman? I heard that he is the leader of the ghost family, who is alcoholic and lives on human flesh. It's also a creepy ghost, so to speak, the last time I dealt with was the swallowing boy? Since he is the leader of the ghost race, it must not be easy to deal with. He didn't love war when he last played, and hurried away. I don't know what his real strength is.
"Got it!" I agreed with a smile.
The red leaves in the courtyard were dancing incessantly, like colorful butterflies flying from time to time on the bluestone floor of the courtyard. Occasionally a few pieces of naughty landed on his pure white robes and gently slipped. He looked at me quietly without saying a word.
"If there are so many butterflies flying, it must be beautiful." I turned my head slightly and looked at Hongye.
He smiled softly, and suddenly came behind me, reaching out to cover my eyes.
"Hey, Qingming, what are you doing!" I want to break his hand.
"Sharo, close your eyes for just a moment." He whispered, and I could hear the mantra he seemed to read.
After a while, he slowly removed his hand.
"Ah!" I could not help but exclaim, what a scene in front of me! Countless red leaves have been transformed into colorful butterflies, dancing in the wind, for a moment, I only feel that I am in a dream, everything is so unreal, but everything is so beautiful.
"It's so beautiful..." I muttered. I was just going back to see Qingming, and found that he was standing beside me. Then I just felt that my hands were surrounded by warmth. When I looked down, Qingming had gently held my hands.
My heart jumped suddenly. Qingming, do you like me?
I stabilized my mind and looked towards Qingming, his face was slightly reddened, and I felt his palms were hot and sweating densely. Is he nervous? I can't help but feel a little stunned. The young boy with light wind and wind is also nervous sometimes?
what should I do? Watching Butterfly Dance together with Qingming is indeed very romantic, but I can’t. Like me, I have the qualification to like people, but I have to go back. Every time, I don’t want to have feelings with the characters in history, but why, every time, I just can’t avoid it, just like destiny. Is it punishment, as Si Yin said?
Now if I break free of his hand, it may hurt his sensitive heart, but pulling it all the way will definitely make him misunderstand.
"Wow, look, the butterfly over there is so beautiful!" I had no choice but to pull my hand out. "Qingming is very powerful. If you use this trick to pursue girls, you will definitely get a hundred shots." I laughed, trying to use the most relaxed tone.
There was a trace of loss in Qing Ming's eyes, and there was no expression on his face. With a slight wave of his right hand, the butterfly reverted back to red leaves in an instant, and fell sloppy. "I, I just want Charlotte to watch." He said abruptly and turned away.
I stood blankly, looking at Qingming's back, feeling a little bored. Qingming, he was still angry, but that's fine.
At least, it’s not so sad when parting.