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Chapter 166 165. Ma'am, you don't want your daughter to starve, do you...

"Why are you here too?"

"Of course I want to know what else you're hiding from me."

"Satisfied now?"

"Very satisfied."

"Will you report me when you go back?"

"As long as you can keep it a secret, I don't mind."

"Long live the understanding!"

The sky was covered with sunset glow, and the two walked along the lake, passed through the cherry blossom forest, and set foot on the elegant path.

After walking for a while, she hardly spoke during this period, and Fujiwara Rinya and her were like a couple entering a period of burnout, accompanying her aimlessly for a slow walk in the valley where dusk fell.

In the bushes in the distance, the garbage thrown by tourists is being burned, and white smoke is rising.

The camphor tree beside the road has tangled branches.

The dead leaves on the branches can already make people feel autumn.

Holding Mrs. Gozen's hand, Rinya Fujiwara was thinking about things in a mess.

At this time, she is comparable to the most noble and elegant statue in the Heian Shrine in Kyoto. I don't know if it is an illusion. Could it be that I am fascinated by her to such an extent?

"What are you thinking about?" Madam Yuqian said lazily.

Fujiwara Lin also squeezed her palm lightly: "I was thinking about how to conquer a high-ranking widow."

"Then you need to spend a little more thought." Seeing the clear sky, the imperial lady smiled charmingly at him as if the secret of happiness was leaking from her mouth.

At this time, Fujiwara Lin can also appreciate the extraordinary beauty in the misty sunset.

Walking forward for a while, passing a flower field.

The tulips in full bloom in the field are so beautiful that people almost want to cry out.

Red, yellow, white... The blooming flowers seemed to dye the air with brilliant colors, which penetrated into the hearts of flower-viewers.

Fujiwara Rin couldn't help but gently put his hand on the knot of the kimono belt on the back of Mrs. Yuqian.

Madam Yuqian thought it was funny in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

Walking forward for a while, the path in the flower field became narrower and narrower, and it could no longer accommodate two people walking side by side.

The imperial lady raised the hem of her kimono and walked in front.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came to her heart, she thought: the scumbag has his back to her, should she stop and let him bump into her, so that the two of them can fall into the flower field together?

She wanted to step down immediately.

But I also feel that this is not very natural.

A fantasy scene emerged in the mind of Mrs. Yuqian.

The current state of mind pushes her to get to the heart of the matter.

Those hidden cores of anxiety are like happy particles lurking in the fresh air after the rain. Her nasal cavity can even smell the charming fragrance emitted by these transparent particles...Of course, it is also possible that the scent of tulips gave her an illusion .

The two walked out of the flower field one after the other, passing by the waterfall in the atrium.

At the entrance of the waterfall, a circle of straw ropes was tied to ward off evil spirits, and the white paper tied with it fluttered in the wind. After walking through the waterfall, Mrs. Yuqian saw a village.

This is an ordinary village that can be seen everywhere in Japan. The doors of every household are facing firewood and clothes poles. red.

"Are ordinary people or monsters living here?" Mrs. Yuqian asked curiously.

"There are both ordinary people and monsters." Fujiwara Rinya said, and stretched out his hand again.

"Why are ordinary people here?" Mrs. Yuqian didn't seem to notice his hand.

"Because the mountain god is fraternal." Fujiwara Lin couldn't hold her hand, so he picked a persimmon from the persimmon tree by the roadside.He wiped it with his sleeve and handed it to her: "Do you want to eat it? It's very sweet."

"Thank you."

The imperial lady took a small bite gracefully.

The sweet juice soaked from the throat to the heart at once.

Rinya Fujiwara picked one and ate it himself, and continued to take her for a stroll.

The persimmon trees on both sides of the village road are full of fruits, and the persimmons are shining brightly under the setting sun.The persimmons hanging on the twigs will not sway with the wind due to their weight, so they look like they are nailed in the air, embedded in the setting sun motionless.

From time to time, Mrs. Yuqian would look back at the boy next to her.

He gnawed on a persimmon like an ordinary country boy, and the juice flowed from the corner of his mouth to his collar without even bothering to wipe it off.As he walked, he introduced the customs and habits here, and his clear voice came by the wind, agitating his eardrums.

It's a wonderful feeling.

It's like urbanites yearning for rural fun.

Born to be a high-ranking lady, looking at the country boy's arm that was bathed in the sunset and the hairs were dyed golden, she thought that it would be best if she could lean on his arm and walk along this road until the end of the day. To far, far away places.

So would he take his arm again after the setback?

This young man has changed a lot since he appeared. He is sometimes careless and lazy, but he will never shrink back easily.It's even less likely that he'd be bored with himself, the elderly widow who walked by her side... You know, her appearance this time was meticulously made up.Sophisticated bun, gorgeous clothes, unbelievable body fragrance... He probably wouldn't have come here in his dreams, but the girlish fantasies of wanting him to hold her arm were circling in the heart of this very noble-looking woman.

Madam Yu couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the whisper, Fujiwara Rin also turned to look at her: "Is there anything happy?"

Stretch out your hand, idiot... Mrs. Yuqian continued to smile, but this time her smile was a little cold.

The meaning of that smile was also seen by Fujiwara Lin, as if she was saying: "Okay, you scumbag! I know your tongue is sweeter than honey, and your courage is stronger than a beast. What are you pretending to do now?" Gentleman! Can your stinky mouth talk to me quickly! What do you mean by not talking? Do you think I will care? Will I take the initiative? You bastard—”

My wife is so cute~!

Fujiwara Rin also suppressed his laughter, stopped in his tracks and turned back to the way he was on.

"Eh!"

Madam Yu was stunned immediately.

"Wait a minute," she called Fujiwara Rinya to stop, raised her plaintive eyes, "Are you going back now?"

The sad and hazy eyes unique to the young woman reflected the evening sky, shining with a slightly orange luster.

Even if she was pretending, Fujiwara Rin couldn't help admiring her posture like this: "What a beautiful middle-aged widow!"

"?"

Yuqian's wife's face turned black immediately.

Why deliberately emphasize middle age?

If you can't speak, please shut your mouth to my old lady!
"I suddenly discovered this problem." Fujiwara Rin also walked around behind and picked up the skirt of her kimono, "This kind of floor-sweeping kimono is only worn at banquets. This is the countryside, but no one will." Walk in this suit."

Seeing him holding the dirty skirt of the kimono in his palm, Mrs. Yuzen's face looked better.

She turned around and walked on.

At this time, the footsteps behind her suddenly became a little quicker, and before she could react, an arm was connected to the skirt of the kimono, tightly wrapping around her waist.

This is the Rinya Fujiwara I know... Mrs. Gozen suddenly felt relieved.

The village is not very big, and it takes a few minutes to walk through it, and behind it is the col of Yushan.

At the end of August, Yushan has different shades of color.

There are evergreen pines that are still green, maple forests that are beginning to turn yellow, and many thatched grasses that have long, long hairs like yellow wool fabric, faintly exuding a fresh autumn flavor.

There is no mountain road to climb the imperial mountain here, and it is all steep rocks when you look up.The clouds in the mountains and ravines are steaming and rosy, and mist-like light is floating everywhere, and the location of the palace on the top of the mountain is condensed into a faint black color in the sunset
"What is that?" Mrs. Yuqian asked, pointing to a wooden house on the mountainside.

"Oh, that's the fire watchtower for warning." Fujiwara Rin also looked up, and there was a gloomy small bell for alarm hanging in front of the wooden house, "The position of the mountain god is quite hated, I watch it every day." It's like walking on thin ice, Madam please take pity on me and give me..."

"Aren't you very safe?" Mrs. Yuqian interrupted his buying.

“How come you see?”

"Pretend me here!" Mrs. Yuqian stretched out her hand and twisted his waist, "It's okay to be a respectable butler, even a marriage has a big God's body to congratulate. Looking at the Noragami in Japan, who has such a big the pomp?"

"I'm a little ashamed to say this."

"Ashamed of what?"

"I have only contributed 1% of my own efforts to what I have now, and the remaining 99% is the inheritance left by my father."

"Take me to meet your father, okay?"

"Are you going to see your parents so soon?"

"I want to be your stepmother."

"..."

Fujiwara Rin's face turned green, and then he stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly from behind.

"Dream." He smiled slightly vulgarly, "From today onwards, any man who dares to approach you, I will cut off all three of his legs."

Yuqian Madam forcibly turned around and let him hug her face to face.

Looking at the boy's face, a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she gently picked his chin with her fingers: "Once upon a time, I felt that although I had been tempered for a long time, there were still a little bit of youthful edges and corners left in my body, such edges and corners It also affected my attitude towards this world full of flattery. Later, when I got older, I gradually lost my edges and corners. Now, I feel that this world is overwhelmingly absurd, vulgar and wretched.”

"Like me?" Fujiwara Rin also smiled.

"Yeah, like you." Madam Yu shook her head from side to side, observing his face from various angles, "Elegant vulgarity, sublime vulgarity, brilliant vulgarity, flattery vulgarity..."

"Where did I flatter and invite pets?"

"Isn't pretending to be cute in front of me a flattery?"

"..."

Fujiwara Rin also looked down at the beautiful middle-aged woman in his arms.

The elegance that still survives the ancient style has created the elegant temperament of the couple. She was born in a famous family, and she has always been eloquent in conversation.When speaking clichés, the expressions are rich and varied, and the mouth is full of witty words.

Smiling on weekdays, humorous and sharp yet gentle.

Most importantly, she also knows how to tease.

Fujiwara Lin also likes this kind of big devil woman too much.

It was just like my aunt, which made his teeth itch with hatred, but when he saw them, he couldn't stop.

Seen by Fujiwara Rinya's slightly fiery eyes, Mrs. Gozen stopped taunting him, and put on a leisurely smiling face waiting for his next move.

Judging by that expression, she seemed as if she would rather wait ten years than mind.

"Is this how you test me?"

"No!"

"That is?"

"I know you can't take it."

"You're so accurate!" Saying that, Fujiwara Rin also lowered his head.

Madam Yu immediately covered her lips with the back of her hand: "Kiss somewhere else!"

"Sooner or later, I will make you play with fire." Fujiwara Rin also kissed her palm.

"We'll wait and see." Mrs. Yuqian smiled confidently.

"Can I kiss anywhere else?"

"Try it."

"Just try it."

The sun went down again, Mrs. Gozen leaned against Fujiwara Rinya's arms, squinting her eyes comfortably.

The age has not changed, but her behavior at the moment is rejuvenated, very girlish.But that waist is indeed the plump waist unique to young women. It is soft and tight to the touch, and the waistline is still in the early stage, which can almost be described as unbearable.What you can't find from the girl is that the buttocks tightly wrapped by the kimono are so round and upright, it feels very fleshy, but it doesn't give people a bloated feeling.

Fujiwara Lin also fully felt it.

The beauty of her body is the eternal beauty of the moment when she climbs to the top and sees the white snow!
Her sense of beauty will also reach its peak at this time, reaching its peak.

"Well, don't be so mean..." Mrs. Yuqian gasped dissatisfiedly, and twisted her head in his arms.

The beauty of jade and ice on the top of Baixue Mountain was insulted.Her noble neck was slightly tilted back, and she looked at him with soft and peaceful eyes, and her slightly raised, smooth and delicate chin seemed to be trembling faintly.

The light dimmed a little more.

What can be seen in the field of vision is a vast field.

The village behind has been submerged by the dark bushes, as if it is a painting that has just begun to be painted. The artist has only painted a little base color, and the rest has not yet begun to color.In the sparsely populated houses, the lights cast a little warm light, and the persimmons glowed red in the night.

Those lights come here through the night, illuminating some of the picture a little bit.

Yuqian's wife was half lying in the miscanthus grass, her dress was disheveled, not even covering her round and pretty fragrant shoulders.The skirt was half undone, the hairpin was slanted, the hem of the kimono skirt was even torn a lot, and the long and white thighs were looming.

Although she looks a bit embarrassed, she still has that dignified and majestic posture.

The long hair scattered along her shoulders was casually scattered on her chest. She gently pulled the skirt over her chest to cover her breasts, and turned her back.

Fujiwara Lin also pushed her back to face him: "Madam Yuqian~"

"Madam, I'll get out of here." Madam Yu raised her eyebrows and stared.

This sentence is harsh and contains no emotion.

She put on a messy kimono and didn't let Fujiwara Rin get close.

That unwavering gaze stared straight at him, and there was no resentment or complaint in those eyes, let alone endless love, but only her strong self-confidence as if she was determined to eat him.

"I don't want to, I don't want to! I don't want to until I set foot on Gao Tianyuan!"

Madam Yu said in a low and emotionless voice.

"...Damn it!" Rin Fujiwara patted himself on the head.

The motivation to become stronger is enough, you bad woman wait for me...

Seeing Fujiwara Rinya's deflated expression, Mrs. Gozen felt particularly proud.

A woman like this contains a potential power like a confined explosive in her body.Even Rinya Fujiwara, who was as strong as a bull, might not be able to withstand the power of the explosion.

The moon has crept up.

At this time, Madam Yuqian noticed that what happened just now may have been seen by the Great God.Thinking of this, she suddenly had a feeling of shame in her heart, she quickly got up and said, "Go back, it's getting dark."

"Where are you going tonight?" Fujiwara Rin also looked at the time, it was only before seven o'clock.

"You don't have to worry about that." Mrs. Yuqian arranged her hairstyle and clothes.

"Are you going to drive me away?"

"No!"

Then, Fujiwara Rinya arched into her arms again.

The Imperial Madam embraced him quietly.

"Before I go to kill people, it's lucky that you helped me to lower the fire." Fujiwara Linya shook his head from side to side in her arms, his tone was very vague, as if he had something in his mouth.

"OK!"

Mrs. Yuqian tapped Matsunaga's head lightly, asking him to stop this movement, but he clung tightly to her.

"What a freak!"

The Madam Yu, who had woken up from her excitement, was very dissatisfied with him now.

"lighter……"

"Why do you look like a child!"

"No wonder your mother didn't take you to Gaotianyuan, who can bear it—"

After being scolded by her for a while, Rinya Fujiwara raised his head and looked at her who was getting dressed: "Hair is still loose."

There was still a faint blush on Madam Yu's cheeks.

The hand that was still combing the hair trembled, and the half of the bun fell apart again, and the long hair kept hanging down on the shoulders.

"The lazy wind is beautiful enough!" Fujiwara Rin couldn't help admiring.

Mrs. Yuqian, who was not shy just now, couldn't help but blushed, and hurriedly pulled her hair together with both hands, curled it behind her head, and was about to fasten it with the hairpin she was holding in her mouth, but the hairpin was suddenly caught by Rinya Fujiwara. Grab it and throw it into the dark woods.

"Ah!"

The Imperial Madam is angry!
The bulging eyes are very cute, and Fujiwara Rin also saw her posture and behavior, and found it really moving.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that..." Mrs. Yuqian looked lazily as if loosening a ball of thread in the water.After she put on the gorgeous kimono, she tightened her waist with a big red sash, and the confusion just now was wiped away.

Walking back along the way we came, there are rice straws all over the roadside, and we can hear the faint cry of crickets from the roadside from time to time.

The outline of the village soon appeared, and the fields beside the road were mostly cracked black soil, with rows of rice racks for drying rice ears.A little boy rides a cow slowly passing by, looking back at the strange two people...

After a while, he seemed to realize something, jumped off the back of the bull and ran over in a hurry.

"Lord Mountain God, is it really you? I am so happy to meet you..."

The Imperial Madam looked over and saw a little boy with rolled up sleeves and tanned arms.

"What's your name?" Fujiwara Rin also touched the little boy's forehead.

A warm light shines from his palm.

"Sanlang!" The little boy replied excitedly, and then he looked at Mrs. Yuqian with a little ignorant and shy eyes in his simplicity, "Is this Mrs. Mountain God? So beautiful..."

"Hello, Saburo." Mrs. Yuqian smiled back, and took out the hairpin that was no longer needed, "Here, take this, and give it to the girl you like in the future."

"Thank you ma'am."

The little boy immediately put his heels together and saluted.

After he left, Fujiwara Rinya took Mrs. Yuqian's hand and complained: "The mountain god protection I gave him is enough to keep him free from disease and pain in this life. What hairpin do you give? The hairpin to How good I am, I will definitely keep the dowry as my daughter..."

"You are you, I am me, and we are not married."

The Imperial Madam rebutted him in a clear and cheerful tone.

Now her expression is completely different from the one lying in the grass just now, such a changeable woman is the kind of "mature person".

"I'll make you kneel on the bed and admit your mistake when we go to Gao Tianyuan!" Fujiwara Lin also said harsh words, and dragged her on the way.

The path is covered with fallen leaves of persimmon trees, leading to the vegetable fields and the small yards of the farmers, winding around the fences of each farmhouse.

Surrounded by the quiet night, Mrs. Yuqian likes to take a walk like this.

This kind of deep and clear tranquility, accompanied by the fragrance of weeds and flowers, can make people calm down more than ever.

After entering the village, the sight became much brighter.

The narrow path has also become a slightly wider village road, and there is a beautiful pine forest on the edge of the village.The straight and towering cedar trees stand very neatly, and each one has been carefully trimmed.These pine trees are the spiritual materials that can only be produced in this village—the royal mountain logs, which are the basic materials used to make various magic tools.

Just in time, a group of women came back from the pine forest after finishing their work.

Madam Yu suddenly stopped and looked at them.

This group of women are all wearing narrow-sleeved kimonos, aprons, hand backs, and turbans on their heads.

This kind of dress, in her impression, is called "Ohara girl", which means women who sell firewood from Ohara Township in Kyoto to Kyoto City, and later gradually evolved into the image of women working in the wild or on the mountains in Japan.

"What are you looking at?" Fujiwara Rinya asked.

"They finished their work so late, they must have been exploited badly by the Black Heart Mountain God."

"... I don't have a penny of profit here, okay! Whatever they plant and sell is theirs, and I don't even ask for the rent of the land!"

"Yo~"

"Hurry up and praise me!" Fujiwara Rin also looked displeased.

"Good mountain god!" Mrs. Yuqian brought her lips closer with a smile, and when she saw that she was about to touch his lips, she moved her face away triumphantly, "It's just that you are greedy and itchy, but Just can't get it."

Fujiwara could not help but lament: This is the advanced version of Xia Xili!

The women who came back from work passed by them, and the leader bowed and bowed: "Master Mountain God, do you need us here for anything?"

"I'll just stroll around." Fujiwara Rinya replied politely.

"If you don't mind, please come to my house for dinner." The woman invited.

Fujiwara Rin also tilted his head to look at Madam Yuqian.

"Go." Madam Yu nodded lightly, just like the kind of lady who occupies the throne of the family.

Following the woman, the two came to a small courtyard. Near the front of the eaves, a row of logs stood neatly. There was also a row on the second floor. In front of the row of logs, sweaters and other clothes were dried to dry.

The white cedar logs are very thick, but well ground.

"It's like a handicraft." Mrs. Yuqian looked at these logs, "How did you polish them?"

The woman went to prepare dinner, and Fujiwara Lin also brought her into the house, and the mixtape explained the polishing process to her.First, the men peel off the bark of the logs, and then the women peel them carefully, and then use hot spring water mixed with the sand from the Bodhi Waterfall to gently scrub and polish the logs.

"The women here are really capable." Madam Yuqian said with a smile.

"Women and men do the same job. It's nothing unusual in the countryside. Isn't it the same for vegetable sellers and fish sellers..." Fujiwara Rin also stretched his legs on the tatami, and said briskly: "A big guy like you Miss will be pampered since childhood."

"I can work too, you are the eldest lady." Mrs. Yuqian stretched out her hand to beat him.

"Oh, I'm a young master who doesn't work." Fujiwara Rinya punched her on the forehead a few times.

"Life like this is not bad, without so many conflicts of interests and calculations..." Mrs. Yuqian looked out from the window and saw the straight tree trunk and the leaves remaining on the top of the tree like a delicate handicraft.

Fujiwara Rin was about to laugh out loud.

"Why are you as sentimental as a high school girl today?"

"I'm only 19 years old!"

"You're only 19, no wonder you're dating me."

"Well, sitting on the grass by the river..."

"Haha."

While talking, the woman brought out the dinner.

"Today's bamboo leaf roll sushi is very fresh, please eat more from the mountain god and the woman. In addition, I also cooked soup, please don't dislike it."

"Thank you."

"I'm gonna start now."

"Looking forward to the soup you made." Mrs. Yuqian picked up a piece of sushi and bit it with her neat teeth.

"You eat like a squirrel." Fujiwara Rin also teased her.

"Really?" Madam Yu also smiled.

She smiled happily, carefree, as if she was really only 19 years old.

The ceramic plate is full of bamboo leaf rolled sushi, wrapped in a triangular bamboo leaf, and you can see the thin slices of carp.The soup is mainly tofu cubes with a little shiitake mushrooms, which tastes very fresh and sweet.The woman was afraid that they would not have enough to eat, so she burned another plate of beef.

The lights were flickering, looking at Mrs. Yuqian's fair cheeks, Fujiwara Rinya thought to keep her for a while.

I looked at the time, it was just after seven o'clock.

The main banquet of the Mountain God Festival starts at 08:30, and there is still more than an hour left.

When the woman came over with the wine, Fujiwara Rin whispered a few words to her, then she turned and went out, leaving the house.

"What did you ask her to do?" Mrs. Yuqian smelled a conspiracy.

"I'm plotting against you!" Fujiwara Rin also said happily.

"...Damn it!" Madam Yu's face blushed, she turned her head sideways, and covered her cheeks with her hands to block his sight.

What a perfect response!
Rinya Fujiwara thought to himself that the gestures to conceal the subtle embarrassment were impeccable, and the heart corresponding to his age and the fleeting spark made him look forward to the role of the bully master he would play next.

He took a sip of his wine and coughed a few times as if controlling his emotions.

As if receiving Fujiwara Rinya's signal, Mrs. Gozen gracefully got up, walked around behind him and beat his back: "Master, please slow down."

"Continue to pour me wine." Fujiwara Rinya ordered.

"Yes." Madam Yu replied softly.

She circled back in front of Rinya Fujiwara, knelt down slowly, and gently picked up the wine cup with her fair fingers to pour wine for the young master.

In the flickering candlelight in the room, she was like the most beautiful pearl in Shintoism, glowing softly.

"Where are you from?" Fujiwara Rin also patted her on the back frivolously.

"Oops~"

Madam Yu let out a coquettish cry, and her fingers trembled a few times.

"My concubine is from Tokyo." Her lowered eyebrows and eyes looked even more humble.

Fujiwara Lin couldn't control himself, and put his arms around her: "What a coincidence, I'm also from Tokyo."

"Master, please let me go." The two small hands of Madam Yu pressed against his chest slightly, "I have a daughter in my family who needs to be raised, and I have to fall into this business because of the pressure of life. But the concubine I only accompany you to chat, drink, dance and play the piano, other services will not be provided..."

"Then how do I do it?" Fujiwara Rinya reached into the kimono and kneaded her thighs.

Madam Yuqian turned her face away as if she couldn't bear it, and pleaded softly: "If you do this again, I will go back..."

"I won't give you any more money." Fujiwara Rin also leaned closer, sniffing the charming fragrance from her neck, "Madam, you don't want your daughter to starve, do you..."

"How could this be possible!" Madam Yuqian panted slightly, pressing her slender and white fingers on his face, "I thought you were an upright and kind person, young master, please don't do this... I will be disappointed."

"Sorry, you misread the person." Fujiwara Rin also showed a cruel smile.

"Woo~"

Madam Yuqian looked sad.

Out of her own taste, her face was scarred and bloodless, which complemented the exquisitely carved classical eyebrows and eyes.The desolate dignity rippling in the meantime is just like the ancient queen who broke the country and fell into dust, so beautiful that it is almost cruel.

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Continue to ask for a monthly pass.

Don't ask who the Yuqian Madam is, it can only be said to be one of thousands of identities.

(End of this chapter)