It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 123 123. Something Happened That Year
When the night was late, the sound of the storm was especially shrill;
Tachibana Qingxian pushed the door open and walked out of the room. The unshaded sky above the rain curtain presented an infinitely broad and brutal world.

A servant walks by in the distance.

Mrs. Sakura subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But she suddenly found that Ju Qingxian had no intention of letting go.

"Master Qing~" She looked sideways, "Are you really not letting go?"

Tangerine clearly hesitated.

Although the feeling of hugging the goblin's waist is good, if it is seen by the servants, it will be difficult to explain it to Mrs. Yu.

"Are you afraid of Madam Yu?" Madam Ying asked with a smile.

Ju Qingxian was a little worried at first, but since he was a child, he never used aggressive tactics.

Seeing her hideous delicate face, he didn't bother to think about how to deal with Qing Ji's interrogation, so he bravely put his arms around her waist and walked forward.

The strong wind was blowing with the torrential rain, and the rain splashed on his hot face.

The rain dripping down the bridge of the nose carried a slight salty taste, which reminded Tachibana Qingxian of the wonderful taste of Mrs. Sakura's lips in the room just now.

This incredible touch made both of them ignore the roar of the storm and the beating of each other's hearts just now.

"Master Qing~"

Mrs. Ying smiled lightly, and she became charming all of a sudden.

She was hugged by Ju Qingxian's waist, and her small snow-white hands gently pushed his shoulders in refusal and welcome, and she said coquettishly: "You are really courageous! Are you afraid of being known by Qing Ji? I'm sure, when you arrive I will definitely be slapped by her in time."

Tangerine is clear and not stupid.

At a time like this, I definitely wouldn't tell the truth that I was afraid.

"Being able to be with Aunt Ying, even if I get slapped in the palm of my hand," he said.

Mrs. Sakura blinked.

She was in a good mood, couldn't stop her charming smile, she held Ju Qingxian's arm and said: "But I can't bear to see Young Master Qing being beaten."

I believe in you ass...

Ju Qingxian stared at the road ahead.

Mrs. Ying looked at his handsome profile as if looking at her sweetheart.

However, in the depths of those affectionate eyes, there was a gloomy thought: the idea of ​​cultivating him into a strong man full of masculinity, and then trying to pull Mrs. Yu to fall with her.

...All gorgeous Final Fantasy destinations should be eroded by filth.

The wind and rain raged endlessly.

In the secluded corridor, the rainwater formed a torrent, washing the shoes.

Tachibana Qingxian walked on the way to the tea room without an umbrella, but the rain miraculously did not wet his and Mrs. Sakura's clothes.

The wind shook the branches violently. This kind of restlessness in nature gave him an indescribable sense of restlessness.

Sakura Ji is really too seductive... If you want to talk about pure desire, this goblin is the one who can arouse his impulse the most. In the room just now, he almost crossed the last line.

Fortunately, he held back at the last moment.

Although the pants are all wet, but after all, it’s just rubbing against the body, and it doesn’t hurt the body... But it’s not a solution for a long time, grow up quickly or come off this curse, I will severely punish this fairy, and let her not allow it for a week The kind that goes out of the house...

Passed many servants along the way, but they just glanced at them and looked away immediately.

The one who looked twice more should be Madam Yu's eyeliner, maybe when he turned around, he would take out his mobile phone and send a message to the housekeeper.

Regarding this point, Mrs. Sakura knew very well in her heart.

She leaned against Tangerine Qingxian, as if deliberately, her waist twisted with the sound of the wind, and this curvature had a wet and sluggish feeling.

After turning several corners, Tachibana Qingxian and Mrs. Sakura returned to the courtyard where the tea room was located.

The Japanese room here is about twenty tatami mats in size, and gusts of wind blow in from the open corridor.There is a pond in the center of the courtyard, and there is a waterfall with a drop of about one meter on the left shoulder of the pond.In front of the waterfall are carved stone lanterns and huge black rocks, and the whole courtyard is quite stylish.

The water in the pool is sparkling, reflecting the lights of the teahouse.

"A traveler travels far away, and my son sleeps in the wild, sleeping alone, worrying about the frost falling on his lapel..."

Madam Yue's gentle voice came from the window.

Ju Qingxian, who was just about to enter the door, stopped, walked back to the window, and looked in through the screen.

The back view of three people sitting on the tatami in different postures, the outdoor light is bright, and the dark place also shows deep accumulation.

Madam Yue rested her hands on the zither.

The warm yellow gauze curtain swayed against the night wind, and after a while, the piano sounded... The quiet sound of the piano floated into the ears through the humid air.

How leisurely, how elegant!
Tachibana Qingxian looked in from the window.

Through the window curtains, the reflection of the chandelier shines like a fire.

Madam Yue seemed to be in a gorgeous sea of ​​flames, and sang softly: "I only hope that the feathers will cover the cold, and the cranes in Tiandu will entrust their compassion..."

The bright voice, as if returning to the age of 17, penetrated the solemn and humid summer night and was clearly heard in the ears.

The voice is ethereal and beautiful, like a fairy sound.

Ju Qingxian was fascinated by what he heard.

"Do you know what Waka this is?" Mrs. Sakura asked suddenly.

Ju Qingxian looked back at her, and found that her expression was so serious, without a trace of frivolity.

"It seems to be "The Mother of the Envoy of the Tang Dynasty". "He replied.

"That's right, a waka of a mother calling for a child from afar..." Mrs. Sakura said sadly.

Ju Qingxian was a little blocked in his heart, unable to answer these words.

Looking back at the tea room, Mrs. Yue played the zither gracefully, her snow-white slender neck struggling to support that gentle and tired face;
Singing waka, the row of neat teeth that are usually hidden in the two thin lips shyly revealed, shining brightly under the reflection of the chandelier.

After playing the zither, she immediately covered her lips lightly with her soft and white hands, blocking the pure light in her moist mouth.

Admiring her, Ju Qingxian fully felt her pure and beautiful core, which was an extremely sweet core.

"Aunt Yue, the short song just now was about sending Tang..."

Just as Rinko Hagiwara asked, Mrs. Yue couldn't help yawning as if she was sleepy.

Some tired eyes echoed her innocent and soft lips, showing a girlish and pure line; she looked obviously tired, her bun was slightly messed up, and a few strands of sideburns hanging down her face made her look even more beautiful Appears delicate and fragile.

Affected by it, Xiao Wei, who was already bored, yawned, curled up on the tatami and fell asleep.

Rinko Hagiwara's thoughts were unexpectedly interrupted, and she didn't know how to continue what she just said.

"Okay, the short song just now is just one of the many short songs in "Manyoji", you don't have to think about it." Madam Yue said to the girl with a smile, looking around the room slightly, "Look outside the screen, all It’s a book. I like to find a mild afternoon to drink tea and read a book here. If I read a lot, I can blurt out some relatively remote words.”

Rinko looked towards the bookshelf.

Behind the screen, there are several small bookshelves with glass windows, and there are indeed many books. She likes "Uji Supplementary Stories", "Japanese Ghost Story", and "Konjaku Monogatari Collection"; there are also foreign books such as "Metamorphosis" and "Crime and Punishment", which T-san likes.

"I also like reading books..."

Rinko said, looking back.

As if unable to resist, her little hand stretched out towards the table and picked up a piece of exquisitely made pastry.

"Only when I read literature, can I stay away from the troubles of reality and think with my heart." The smile on Madam Yue's face deepened further, "Although it is just to escape from reality, words can keep me away from wraiths and evil spirits." The noisy and domineering world, and this terrifying monster bloodline. For me, this is a kind of salvation."

Saying this, she moved her thin neck, which seemed to be about to break, and looked out the window as if feeling something.

Outside the window, there are only wind and rain and the lanterns hanging on the treetops in the courtyard. In the dimness, the rows of lanterns flicker red like ripe fruit, which looks creepy.

"Aunt Yue should find more sustenance in reality." Rinko Hagiwara said with puffy cheeks.

Madam Yue looked at the girl.

A long time ago, she had noticed the movement of the girl licking the corners of her mouth.

Obviously, this is because I was greedy for the exquisite pastries on the table, but I kept trying not to eat it, I guess I didn't want to feel ashamed in front of Xiao Wei... Mrs. Yue analyzed this matter and thought that Rinko was quite cute of.

She has exquisite facial features and is an impeccable beautiful girl.

The most eye-catching thing is a pair of big eyes that are slightly raised. In the light colored pupils, the amber luster makes people think of a delicate cat who wakes up in the morning.

Mrs. Yue was thinking in a daze, thinking that if this was her daughter's words, it seemed to be very good.

"Aunt Yue?"

Rinko Hagiwara asked, picking up another pastry.

This is an exquisite pastry used by the royal family. She first bit the corner of the red pastry with her small teeth, and the wet and melted place looked even redder, and then licked the white edges and corners carved out of ice a few times. It melted in the mouth and collapsed like an avalanche...

"Oh, sustenance, of course there are, look at this..." Mrs. Yue took out a photo from the purse of the small cloth bag.

In this old photo, there is a pair of very similar girls standing side by side.They were a pair of slender and beautiful girls with the same hairstyle and the same dress.

One is seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other is twelve or thirteen years old.

In the photo, one is smiling brightly, while the other is frowning in confusion.

You can't tell who's who from a distance.

Especially in a dark room, it is more difficult to identify.

"Is this Mrs. Sakuraji?" Rinko asked, pointing at the little one.

"Well, yes..." A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Madam Yue's mouth, "When this photo was taken, she was about the same age as you, and she was just as cute."

"Ms. Sakurahime is even more beautiful now."

"I feel so too."

"But Aunt Yue..." Hagiwara Rinko swallowed the pastry in her mouth, "It seems that you are still 17 years old."

"maybe……"

The smile on Madam Yue's face continued to deepen.

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In my eyes, my sister who is four years younger than me is a well-deserved beautiful girl.

Her body is full of vitality and her features are dazzling and dazzling.

When we were young, we looked very much alike, like real twins. If it weren't for our different ages, almost no one would be able to tell the difference between us.

But as we grew up, and my sister and I both went from girls to teenagers, the differences began to become apparent.

Although the appearance is still very similar.

When we were girls, we were very similar in face, voice, and appearance.

The main differences are reflected in physical talent and character.

My talent is average, I like to be quiet;

The younger sister is very talented and outgoing, and she is one of the future successors that all the elders are optimistic about.

Many people even thought she was Qing Ji's competitor.

I also thought that Ying Ji's future would definitely be greater than my own sister.

Until one day, the old lady found me and told me a plan related to the survival of the family.In that plan, it was necessary to use Sakurahime's incomparable body to do a big thing, but that would be a devastating blow to her talent...

I can't accept that result.

Under my fierce protest, the old lady adopted a compromise method.

I will replace Sakurahime to carry out the plan.

I gladly accept.

...After all, I have no other way to go.

After the work was done, my physique became extremely weak. I suffered from heart disease, asthma, could not exercise, my muscles were thin, I could not bask in the sun, and even my nerves had problems.

According to my physical condition, it is not surprising when I die.

I am even actively welcoming death.

I want to go to the land of the underworld, meet my poor child, and tell him: Mom doesn't blame you, mom loves you.

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"What I'm most worried about now is that Ying Ji refuses to use her talents for the family because of her anger." Madam Yue moved her legs from under her buttocks, and changed from kneeling to a posture, and then Put your hands on the table.

"The Songping family is a very cruel and cold-blooded feudal family. Now she can simply enjoy power without paying anything because my elder sister has already paid for her. For my sake, Qing Ji will definitely not embarrass her. But If I die, even if Qing Ji doesn't make things difficult for her, those old antiques hiding behind..."

While talking, she suddenly coughed, and blue veins appeared on her fair forehead.

A deep furrow of pain was carved between the brows.

After her face turned pale, she seemed to lose a lot of weight all of a sudden.

Only then did Rinko Hagiwara realize that there seemed to be a medicinal cloth on her left chest, and the traces were clearly visible on the cloth.

Outside the tea room, Tachibana Qingxian looked at Mrs. Ying with complicated thoughts.

With a gloomy face, she muttered to herself: "If my sister dies, I will definitely take you and Qing Ji to the funeral..."

"Should be."

Tachibana Qingxian replied, turned around and walked into the tea room.

Mrs. Yue coughed violently, and Rinko looked at him helplessly, with a panicked expression that was about to cry.In this gorgeously lit tea room, the imperial-style screens brought from Kyoto, the blood-stained handkerchief, everything is filled with a sad and elegant atmosphere.

Suddenly a gust of wind came and the curtains shook.

Madam Yue kicked and looked up, and could glimpse the gloomy sky's kick.

For some reason, a feeling of uneasiness and anxiety rose to my mind, a feeling of being next to "death".Life is like the silence of a spinning top, next to the silence of death...

"I am back……"

A voice suddenly came from outside the screen.

The vast tatami corridor is filled with gorgeous and soft lights.

In an instant, the sorrow on Madam Yue's face completely disappeared.

There was a relaxed and peaceful beauty in that frail face.

She propped her hands on the table, and she could see from the side that her white and slender wrists were exerting strength, as if she wanted to support the table and stand up to welcome the person who came back.

Her body is that of a mature adult, but the wrists protruding from the cuffs are so slender that it makes people think that she is still just a girl, which is incredible.

She couldn't hold herself up in the end.

But soon, the boy appeared from behind the screen, his short black hair shone brightly under the light.

Mrs. Yue sat down and sat down, her eyes were filled with the tiredness of a 30-year-old mother after a hard work, but there was always a calm and elegant smile on her face.

So tender, so affectionate.

Almost like a saint in a monastery.

The moment he saw her face, all the small thoughts that Ju Qingxian had on the way back disappeared immediately.He couldn't care about anything else, knelt down in front of her, and took out a Qi and blood medicine.

"clear……"

Madam Yue smiled weakly, her wet and bright teeth were exposed in the light of tears.

"I almost thought I wouldn't see you for the last time..."

(End of this chapter)