It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 81. The Three Wives of the Matsudaira Family
pink cherry blossoms;
Purple wisteria and nemophila;
Red roses, pure white gardenias and lilies compete for beauty.

Wearing a purple bronzing kimono and a gorgeous black kimono gown, Mrs. Yu stood quietly under the eaves of the dripping corridor, admiring the garden under the rain.

April is almost here.

She thought to herself, Ah Qing has also become a teenager.

The crisp footsteps of high heels came from behind.

"Is Madam waiting for the young master?" Zhisuo Aoi stopped half a body behind her.

"Just enjoy the flowers."

Madam Yu said without looking back.

It's okay to lie to others, but it's fine to lie to me... Zhisuo Aoi raised her head and looked at the garden in front of the auditorium as well.

His eyes swept over most of the flowers, and finally stopped on a budding Chinese rose.This kind of flower has always been known as the queen of flowers. The housekeeper felt that if the flowers bloomed, the young master could send a bouquet to his wife to express his heart.

The downpour continued, and the rain that fell on the ground turned into fine rain mist, which splashed onto the eaves of the corridor.

"sunflower."

"what?"

"How am I today?" Madam Yu suddenly turned around.

Zhisuo Aoi turned his gaze back to his wife.

When my wife went out, she always only wore a purple kimono, with the Matsudaira family's clover family crest embroidered with gold thread on the chest.In this dark and rainy morning, the picture of her wearing a purple kimono quietly enjoying the rain is like a vivid Ukiyo-e painting of an aristocrat.

The butler was once the wife's personal maid.

She knows better than anyone else that Mrs. is that kind of perfect and touching beauty, which is the ultimate product specially processed by the creator; she has the most proud temperament, decent, elegant, noble, generous, and a particularly well-balanced complexion .

This kind of woman, even when she is old, and even after life is not going well, she is still glamorous; her figure, bones, and beautiful qualities have been able to lead the trend of beauty from generation to generation; because she does not Regardless of skin color or race, it completely hits the aesthetic key in human genes-the noble and solemn goddess.

The housekeeper's dull expression made Madam Yu feel uneasy.

"Isn't it good-looking?" She looked down at her figure, "There is still time, should I change it?"

"No, ma'am, there is no need..." Zhizuokui took a deep breath and said firmly without the slightest hesitation: "When the young master sees you, he will definitely not be able to look away, so you can rest assured."

"It would be nice if that was the case."

Madam Yu smiled calmly, but there was still a little nervousness in her eyes.

Weaving Aoi smiled secretly: Even a goddess is just an ordinary woman when facing her child.

"It's almost nine o'clock, and the press conference is about to start. Did something happen on the road? Why haven't we arrived yet..."

Staring at the gate in the distance, Madam Yu's quiet voice seemed to be entangled with the sound of rain.This can't help making Zhisuokui think: When Madam talks to herself, it should be in this tone.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier.

The splashed mist made the flowers hide their figures.

The red brick walls on the podiums on the east and west sides of the Kamakura Wenhua Building are wet and eye-catching by the rain, and the green of the small lawn is just like the green velvet cloth on the billiard table.

Vehicles continued to make noticeable driving sounds and drove in through the rain.

Police officers from the Kamakura Police Station, monks from Yakuoji Temple, family members of the Tachibana and Kiryu families, media reporters, and old Chinese who were watching...Everyone can’t help being stunned when they get out of the car and step on the eaves. Immediately salute respectfully.

Madam Yu responded to them coldly.

There are not many things worthy of her concern in this world, so when outsiders see her, she will always be a dazzling, unsmiling and calm mistress. Her hair and neckline are never messy.

When people talk about her behind her back, they always say that Mrs. Yu is like a born queen, possessing the most perfect advantages of a woman; her face is overwhelming, her figure like a devil, her elegant demeanor, and her silhouette with a solemn silhouette; All the people stared at her and bent down to worship her from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course.

What people talk about most about her is her domineering character.

This can be seen from the name.

The three headed wives of the Songping family, Mrs. Yue and Mrs. Ying, all took a character in their names, but she abandoned her name and chose the word "御", which represented the meaning of rule.

"Boom~"

The sound of an engine with a strong sense of presence pierced the rain curtain.

The red Ferrari, like a burning flame, quickly broke into the holy place in the minds of Japanese literati.

The people gathered under the eaves couldn't help turning their heads to look out... At this moment, like a hallucination, the cherry blossoms all over the sky were falling with the rain.

The door opened.

A coquettish red flame burned from those eyes.

"brush!"

The Goddess figure blocked that face.

"Ah~"

"A lot of people~"

Mrs. Sakura pretended to be surprised and said.

Her skin is whiter than Chuxue, her voice is sweet and lazy;

Those eyes that floated on the fan were both seductive and innocent, which made many people shake their hearts.

Mrs. Sakura, who was wearing a red kimono embroidered with golden butterflies, came to the steps and went straight to Mrs. Yu, watching her with a smile.

The originally dark sky seemed to be illuminated by her brilliance, and became clear and bright.

"Who is Sister Qing Ji waiting for?" Madam Ying asked with a smile.

Madam Yu's bright phoenix eyes stared at hers: "I'm waiting for Yue Ji."

"Oh, really?"

Madam Sakura asked innocently.

Her narrow, long and beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "I came here from Tokyo on a rainy day just to see my sister, I really moved my little sister."

"I do the same to you."

Madam Yu slowly smiled.

In an instant, the brilliance of Mrs. Ying was taken away by her.

"Hahaha~" Madam Ying flattened her fan, blew lightly on the surface of the fan, and blew her own fragrance to Madam Yu, "So, sister Qing Ji didn't come here for Ah Qing? After the press conference is over I take Ah Qing away, sister Qing Ji has no objection?"

"Ah Ching has grown up and knows how to go home by herself."

Madam Yu calmly picked up the cherry blossom petals stuck to her lips.

Madam Ying burst out laughing, the laughter was sweet and pleasant.

She covered her lips and nose with her fan again, and stared at her with clear and bright eyes: "I'm afraid he doesn't know which one is his home..."

The two beauties with phoenix eyes faced each other.

Zhisuo Aoi lowered her head, thinking about it again and again.

——You guys fight slowly, I will take Master Qing away first.

There was a chuckle like a silver bell, and Madam Ying's graceful figure turned around and stood side by side with Madam Yu.

This scene is really beautiful.

Compared with Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Sakura is another extreme.

The former is extremely luxurious and solemn, while the latter is ecstasy and coquettish charm; the former you want to conquer her body and mind, and the latter you want to be played by her physically and mentally... If you don't like these two types, then... Madam Yue, you must be able to hit your heart.

Just as people were looking forward to the picture of the three wives in the same frame, Mrs. Yue finally appeared belatedly.

A silver angel with rounded and elegant body lines slowly drove in, hardly making any movement.

In the white rain, an apricot yellow umbrella was propped up, and a demure and elegant weak woman stepped down from the passenger seat.

On her slender body was a white kimono, with a linen gray coat on her shoulders.

The face was small and delicate.

In order to match the kimono, she put her hair behind her head, looking mature and elegant.

If she had her hair down, or in a casual dress, she would have looked like she was in her early twenties at best.

After getting off the car, she walked towards the eaves of the corridor.

The sky was pitch black and it was raining lightly, and her world became a silent pantomime with only black and white.

After seeing the other two ladies, she first tilted her head in doubt, as if thinking about why they appeared here.

The long black eyelashes that seem to be wet, outline the innocent eyes that don't know much about the world;
Classically beautiful face, well-shaped cherry lips, slender jawline and innocent feeling.

"God..."

A muffled exclamation sounded from the corridor eaves.

After a while, Madam Yue showed a smile on her face and also came to the eaves.

The three ladies are in the same frame.

The oldest Lady Yu wears a purple kimono and a black coat, which is always so eye-catching; Lady Yue wears a plain white kimono, linen waigua, a round face like a Kyoto doll, fair complexion, and a cute cherry mouth. Mrs. Sakura, the youngest, wore a bright red kimono like rouge, with a golden family crest on her chest, so noble and luxurious that she looked like a phoenix.

The picture of the three standing side by side can only be described as beautiful.

"Is your body important?" Madam Yu asked softly.

"It's fine, don't worry." Madam Yue smiled softly.

In the next second, Madam Yu asked, "Where is Ah Qing?"

"Ok?"

Madam Yue tilted her head in doubt again.

Those innocent eyes that day seemed to be asking "Why do you care about this"?
Madam Yu couldn't bear to deceive this sister who had a rough fate, so she told the truth: "I am looking forward to his performance today."

Although she still doesn't understand why her sister cares about that young boy, the gentle Mrs. Yue didn't ask any further questions, and pointed at the silver angel with her fingertips: "He and Xiao Wei are in the back seat."

Madam Yu looked over intently.

Everything in sight was wet by the drizzle, like an inkstone, showing a black light.Behind the extravagant silver angel, a crow flits low and disappears alone in the rain.

The three ladies outside the car window were looking forward to it, and the atmosphere in the car couldn't help being full of tension.

"Ahhh, why is Qing Ji's mother here... It's over, I'm going to be scolded, Qing, please help me fasten my belt..." Song Pingwei was like an ant on a hot pot, full of anxiety Sweating profusely.

She was taken back to Matsudaira's home since she was a child, and she spent the most time with Mrs. Yu.

For Qing Ji's mother who is always unsmiling, she loves and fears her at the same time... I love her because Xiao Wei regards her as her own mother in my heart, and I am afraid of her because she is really strict... Xiao Wei's clothes When I punished Ah Qing just now, I was messed up. If Qing Ji's mother saw it, it would be over.

"Calm down, don't panic!"

Ju Qingxian comforted softly.

Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually panicking inside.

...Why is Mrs. Yu here?

Damn!

I didn't prepare for this.

No, calm down, since she's here, I have to find a way to prove something in front of her... While helping Xiaowei tidy up her clothes, Ju Qingxian looked outside through the car window.

When he was very young, he knew from the old Chinese circle that the three sisters of the Songping family were beautiful and were known as the three golden flowers.Their names are known to everyone in Japan, and when they appear on the street together, they can even cause traffic jams in a small area.

Among them, Qing Ji is the eldest sister in name.

And Yue Ji and Ying Ji are sisters who are truly related by blood.

Needless to say, the looks and figures of these two sisters are comparable to Qing Ji, the number one beauty of the Chinese race... The most amazing thing is that the three sisters who grew up in the same family, Temperament and personality can't find any similarities.

Qing Ji is noble and gorgeous;

Yue Ji is elegant and demure;

Sakura Ji is charming and seductive;

One is a domineering and powerful queen; the other is a gentle and dedicated queen;

This is not what Ju Qingxian imagined.

It’s that some of their female fans have actually written this kind of fanfiction in the community, but it’s a pity that the article was quickly harmonized by some kind of force majeure. Ju Qingxian couldn’t find it no matter how hard he searched, so he can only regret it—— Any chance maybe you can write your own?
Madam Yu looked at the car window calmly.

The car windows with privacy film, from the outside looking in, can't see anything.

I don't know if Ah Qing, who was hiding inside, was the same as her, so nervous that he clenched his palms... The slightly sweaty palms were sticky and slippery. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, but Madam Yu didn't notice it at all.

She waited quietly.

Suddenly, the car door opened, and the sound pierced the wet and silent landscape.

Immediately afterwards, silence enveloped the sound again.

The rain was blown up by the breeze, falling like powder on Madam Yu's delicate eyebrows.

Regardless of the rainwater that came in, she subconsciously stretched her neck...Under the dim light, that noble jade neck was like a cross-section of top-quality jade, revealing the pure and clean beauty of a woman, which is dazzling.

"Crack!"

Black clogs step on the stagnant water.

The irises of Madam Yu's translucent black pupils shrank at this moment and became somewhat watery.

"Humph!"

"Here comes the little hero."

Madam Sakura said with a coquettish smile.

The welcome light on the car door slightly illuminated the darkness, and the young boy slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Holding an oiled paper umbrella, he was wearing a pure black kimono that seemed to have been dyed with ink. The thin black kimono coat was embroidered with golden Tachibana family crests, and he wore tabi socks and black clogs on his feet.

The eyes are clear and sharp.

If you only look at these eyes, many people will think of his ancestor, Tokugawa Ieyasu.

But judging from the small wrists exposed in the black kimono, this is indeed just a young boy.Looking at the heroic look on his face, a smile appeared on Madam Yu's mouth inadvertently.

She was wondering what kind of posture she should use to welcome him?

Ju Qingxian originally planned to ignore her.

Take it if you want it, throw it away if you don't want it, you treat me like a toy... that's what he thinks.

But after getting out of the car, his eyes fell on her uncontrollably.

There is no doubt that Matsudaira Kiyohime is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

Tachibana Qingxian should hate this mistress of the Songping family who abandoned him; but when he saw that stunning appearance, he couldn't feel any disgust in his heart; for this, he felt very ashamed!
Ju Qingxian, Ju Qingxian, you, you...

——How can you be seduced by beauty?

It shouldn't be!
He took a deep breath and forcefully drove away the strange feeling in his heart.

It took a lot of effort to move his eyes away from Mrs. Yu and look at the building in front of him.

This is the Kamakura Wenhuakan, which houses a large collection of books, writers' manuscripts and related literature on modern Japanese literature. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sacred place in the minds of Japanese literati.Apart from this, it has a hidden identity - the Old Chinese Guild Hall.

Tachibana Qingxian has been here several times.

Looking at this rain-soaked house, the courtyard is lush and green, but the branches are neglected, and the courtyard walls seem to be filled with green trash cans.

These gloomy houses have a history that is very boring to him, and they are built on the basis of memories. Today, being able to shine here as Mr. Orange seems to be a formal cut with the past?

Thinking of this, Tachibana Qingxian became full of fighting spirit again.

A confident and hearty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a young general about to prepare for a long battle.

In the eyes of everyone, under the gloomy sky, the trees were lush and dense, and a well-made Japanese sword was unsheathed.

Some women with delicate hearts have begun to sing about beautiful young men in their hearts.

Bai Zheyimei,

Black hair is also attractive;
Qing Yunsheng in the sleeves seems to have a godhead.

Oh, I love it more,

His shining black eyeballs.

[Call Mom, Madam Yu's favorability towards you is +20, no rewards; current favorability is 20]

he is my son...

Madam Yu really wanted to announce this loudly to the hot-eyed ladies around her.

Excited, she walked out of the verandah as if she couldn't bear it anymore.

But the gaze that focused on her back made her wake up suddenly again—the time had not yet come, and if she acted impulsively, Ah Qing might die from the curse.

The hand that was originally stretched out towards Tachibana Qingxian abruptly turned to the left.

"Ok?"

Matsudaira Yui, who was already in a nervous mood, was taken aback.

"Mom, mom..." She looked palely at Qingji's mother who rushed into the rain to meet her.

woo~
It's over~
Xiao Wei will be scolded again.

but……

It's not Xiaowei's fault.

It was Ah Qing, it was Ah Qing who coaxed Xiao Wei into making mistakes...

"The rain is very fierce, don't get your clothes wet." Madam Yu said calmly, then took her little hand and walked up the steps.

"well……"

Xiao Wei was completely moved, so she looked a little dazed.

The flattered and silly eyes looked like a lost and silly roe deer that just ran out of the forest.

Her beauty is certainly outstanding.

But that still young and immature body is slightly insufficient compared with the three wives.

Of course.

She is still a child.

Therefore, the adults also sent praises without hesitation.

"Miss Wei is really a natural beauty."

"When she grows up, she must be a famous beauty."

"As expected of the blood of the Matsudaira family."

Being held by her mother and enjoying everyone's flattery, the girl was a little dizzy.Even if someone greets her, she doesn't look sideways. That kind of proud expression makes her look more pure and innocent.

It was almost nine o'clock.

The press conference was about to start, and the people gathered on the eaves began to walk into the clubhouse.

Madam Yu, who was in the center of the crowd, walked forward with her head held high and her chest straight ahead, because her facial features were exquisite and expensive, and this posture gave people a somewhat glamorous impression.

Madam Yue lowered her head gently.

As if no one around her existed, her always slightly puzzled expression was isolated from the world.

Tachibana Qingxian stopped on the wet stone steps, his gaze fell to his feet.

The noise in his ears that seemed to belong to him was fading away, and the clogs became heavy because of being soaked in water, making an unpleasant creaking sound when walking.

He felt a little lost.

But after only two or three seconds, he took a few deep breaths.

All the sadness and bitterness in his stomach came out with his breath, and Ju Qingxian raised his head again, his gaze was like a crow looking at the mortal world from the corner of the city.

The corridor eaves, which were full of compliments just now, became deserted in a blink of an eye.

It seems that the bustling scene is over, but there is still a touch of coquettish cherry color waiting for him.

"fool!"

The bright eyes behind the fan stared at him.

"Hurry up!" Mrs. Sakura's eyes were filled with pink luster.

Ever since, Ju Qingxian was tricked again.

He was standing on a flagstone path.

There are pink cherry blossoms in full bloom in all directions, as romantic as floating pink clouds, and the path has become a gorgeous cherry blossom tunnel.

"Witch!"

Tachibana Qingxian looked helplessly at the coquettish and indulgent Ying Ji in front of him.

... This man is too hateful.

"Haha~"

The woman Ying Ji is not as dignified as the other two ladies.

Her skirt danced lightly, like falling flowers, lightly falling beside him.

"Tsk, my little pity..." Her soft and ecstatic little hands gently stroked his, "Seeing you being abandoned by others, Yingji really feels so heartbroken..."

Ju Qingxian looked at her soft and innocent eyes: "I look like I've been abandoned?"

"Like, it really looks like a lame stray dog ​​whose hair is wet under the winter rain..."

"This is Haruki Murakami's metaphor thank you."

"Tsk! It's rare that I have a literary and artistic atmosphere in my heart, can you show me some face?"

Mrs. Ying gave him a shy look, and then burst out laughing.She bent down, opened her fragrant cherry mouth, and gently stroked his cheek with her fingertips, "Since she doesn't want you anymore, why don't you go home with Ying Ji?"

Her gentle and charming voice, like the female voice of a vermilion-winged pheasant, echoed in my ears.

Ju Qingxian grabbed her wrist, moved away from her face, and said sharply, "She will be knocked down by me one day, and you... will also change from a fox to a stupid dog!"

The childish declaration of a little man sounds cute.

Madam Ying moved her lips to his ear, and bit it lightly: "Woof~ Ying Ji is a puppy now, what should Ah Qing do?"

Ju Qingxian turned her head and looked at her bright red and full lips, the moist luster seemed to be flowing with honey.Subconsciously, he glanced around, thinking that since it was an illusion, it should be fine to be a bit more presumptuous...

But when she was thinking like this, Mrs. Sakura's face came closer.

There are more cherry blossom petals on Tachibana's clear lips.

"That's it?" He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, took off the petals and crushed them in his hands, "What kind of puppy?"

"Yo, you still have a temper? Don't forget, I'm a serious witch..." Mrs. Ying said with a smile, her eyes were so beautiful that they almost dripped water, "Be careful that there are not even bones left."

When she said this, her expression was so charming.

"I still don't believe it, I can't beat you..." Ju Qingxian yelled in disbelief.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Madam Ying held his cheeks again, her voice softened: "I'll wait for you patiently."

Tangerine's eyes flickered.

In an instant, he returned to the Kamakura Wenhuakan in the rain from the world of two people where the cherry blossoms were blooming.

"Let's go, I can't wait to enjoy your performance..." Mrs. Sakura's eyes were very sly, "And, you still carry my mark and shine in front of Sister Qing Ji, hey, how exciting... ..."

Ju Qingxian couldn't help shivering.

Seeing her satisfied face, he could already predict that in the future, she would steal food countless times under Mrs. Yu's eyes, or the kind of steal food that kept changing... Wow, it's so scary!

Mrs. Sakura led him by the hand into the hall.

The auditorium used for the development conference is quite exquisite, with a high ceiling, the floor slopes back from the stage like a ladder, and the fixed positions are arranged in a fan shape. The layout is like an elegant small concert hall.

Several police officers from the Kamakura Police Station have already sat on the stage and are ready to speak.

The Tachibana family and the Kiryu family also sat down separately; the reporters set up microphones and cameras, the monk prepared to show his craftsmanship in front of the public, the rambunctious Yagyu Zongichiro and the elusive Miyuki-sama got together; The lads also helped their gauze-covered young master to come.

The moment Ju Qingxian walked in, Mrs. Yu couldn't help frowning.

——Ah Qing's neck was stained with pink petals.

In an instant, she looked at Mrs. Ying with angry eyes, and cursed in her heart: Ying Ji, you are really shameless!
"Ah Qing, let's come here." Madam Ying ignored her gaze, took Tachibana Qingxian's little hand, and walked to the seat on the other side away from Madam Yu.

'Ah Qing, don't go! '

Madam Yu shouted in her heart.

But the beautiful boy followed Mrs. Sakura without any resistance, as if his will had been taken away.

After the two sat down, she tilted her head and leaned intimately on his shoulder.

That charming pretty face has a faintly sweet smile.

Those long and narrow eyes, filled with two pools of spring water, are shining brightly under the light.

Madam Yu's heart was extremely complicated.

Thinking about the past but not being able to, wanting not to see it but being unable to bear it;
The more you think, the more angry you are.

The angrier I get, the more I can't help but think.

She's going crazy.

Zhisuo Aoi gave his wife a sympathetic look.

...was being teased face to face.

very pitiful.

But it's good for Madam to get used to it in advance.

Judging from your domineering personality that refuses to give in, such incidents of young masters being snatched face to face will only increase in the future...

(End of this chapter)