It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 92 92. Within three years, Yao Qing Ji will become more obedient than Xiao Wei.

Slowly, the woman turned her head to look over.

Against the backdrop of countless cherry blossoms, the skin on her neck is even fairer; the sideburns hang down on her cheeks, adding a delicate and pitiful charm to her just right.

Flattering but not vulgar, very charming.

Ju Qingxian stepped forward, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him without blinking.

"Where is this?" he asked quietly.

Madam Yu looked at him with her narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes and said, "A funeral 11 years ago."

Ju Qingxian lowered his head and said nothing.

Falling cherry blossoms.

Flickering white paper lanterns.

An incense burner hung on a long pole of a dragon head.

The incense burner with the swastika printed on it, and the folded gong thrown on the ground.

A white coffin painted with a lotus pattern on it.

There is no doubt that this is indeed a funeral, which happened in the spring of 11 years ago... Ju Qingxian made up his mind, he was not yet one year old at that time.

Madam Yu looked at the coffin, and her bright red lips parted again: "Sister Yueji's body deteriorated after giving birth to a child, and the child could not escape the curse in the end, and died early before reaching the age of one. Since then , My sister also has problems with her mental state, her memory is messed up, and she often forgets what happened just now."

Ju Qing obviously didn't know what to say.

The broken picture buried deep in the brain is about to move, and I usually want to sort it out but can't find it, but it always pops out at this time.

Long ramp.

White skirt, red bloodstains...

--who are you?

Glossy black hair.

Watery eyes, tender lips like flower buds.

Flexible and slender limbs, elastic white skin, and a high raised belly.

——Tsukihime Matsudaira.

Fair skin like a wax figure.

——I am 17 years old.

——What I harbor is the hope of our Matsudaira family.

——Why are you only 17 years old?
——That's because Kiyohime sister is also the hope of the Matsudaira family.

——Why is there such a big difference between me and my sister?This is so unreasonable, but I don't resent the unfair treatment, nor have I ever hated my sister because of it. No matter how beautiful the appearance is, I realized a long time ago that I can't be a person like my sister, so I think There is no way to talk about jealousy.

——It’s just that, I’ve obviously accepted it, but why do I want to lose it?

The girl's face and the corners of her mouth were constantly squirming, and Ju Qing obviously didn't dare to look at her directly.

She smiled and stretched out her white fingers.

— Are you back?
Tachibana lowered her head silently.

Two snow-white calves were exposed under the white dress, and a red bloodstain was left on one of the legs.

The girl smiled strangely.

--Ha ha.

— is about to be born.

——What are you afraid of? .

The girl approached Tachibana Qingxian, whispering in his ear.

--come back.

Then, she bit Tachibana Qingxian's ear.

The next second, Ju Qingxian came back to his senses, his ears were ringing, and his cheeks were hot.

In Madam Yu's eyes, the shining cherry color reflected the slender eyelashes, she looked at him and said: "In order to make Yue Ji's heart disease recover, Ying Ji said some strange words to confuse you, and secretly exerted force on you." If it is appropriate, I have no objection to you getting closer to Yue Ji, but you must use your own judgment and don't be fooled by illusions."

"I..." Ju Qingxian opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "I don't want to tell the truth from the fake right now. Why don't you just tell me who is my mother?"

Facing this question, Madam Yu fell silent.

The wind lifts the petals that cover the ground.

The madam's expression was blurred by fluttering sakura fragments, and she was covered with a new sakura-colored dress.

Ju Qingxian frowned, looking at her cheeks covered with cherry blossoms: "Can't you say?"

Madam Yu narrowed her phoenix eyes and sighed subtly.

"It's all irrelevant, you just have to remember that your future self will break the curse..." She turned her eyes from Tachibana Qingxian to the tombstone, looked at the cold coffin, and said, "You will become the Songping family Your young master, inherit everything prepared for you."

"Oh?" Ju Qing showed a surprised expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "This...is really happy, but I don't care."

"Why do you think it doesn't matter?" Madam asked.

The petals floated down gently, and a few petals fell on the shoulders. While flicking the petals with his hands, Tachibana Qingxian said to himself: "My life journey, in fact, I have a plan for a long time. I As soon as I was born, I thought that I must leave tomorrow, I must leave tomorrow, but I keep pushing and pushing, there is no way, I am still so young, I can't even get a passport and a bank card... But I never feel annoyed, I go far away Thoughts that have sustained me through those troubled years. I still hold out hope, tomorrow is under the unknown blue sky. Dreams of travel, dreams of adventure, what I will look like when I grow up, my beautiful bride who has yet to be determined, My expectation of fame... everything has already been neatly prepared by me in the "waiting to go" suitcase, and as soon as the time comes, I will leave."

Having said that, he took a light breath.

"... Ma'am, do you think that for a person like me, he would care about how many things the Matsudaira family has prepared for me?"

"But you..."

"What I have done so far is to prove that I can do it without relying on you, not to prove that I am qualified to inherit your things." After speaking, Ju Qingxian started to walk towards the coffin.

"Do you know the consequences of disobeying me?" Madam Yu looked at his back with surprise in her eyes.

But more, is satisfaction.

That's what the sons of the Songping family have to do, even if they are mothers, they have to dare to contradict.

Tangerine smiled.

Under the blooming cherry blossoms and in front of the newly engraved tombstone, Mrs. Yu could only see his immature smiling face.

"No matter what the future is, I will never shrink back in this life. If I shrink back, it means I can't hold on. I will never admit defeat. I will live stronger than you and anyone else. No matter the twists and turns of fate Bizarre, I have to live with a smile. Because..."

Ju Qingxian looked at her calmly, and said resolutely:

"...I am the king of the world."

Just peel it off, it's really cool!

Driven by the youthful nature, Zhi Zuo Kui warned him earlier, but he forgot all about it, and even raised a single eyebrow to provoke Mrs. Yu.

"it is good!"

Madam Yu smiled instead of anger.

I was still worrying about how to face you, but now it's all right, you showed me the direction... With a smile on her lips, she walked towards Ju Qingxian with an irresistible charm.

Ju Qingxian stared at her beautiful and noble face, and didn't speak for a while, waiting for her to speak first, and then he would see the tricks himself.

"Whether you like it or not, the status of the young master of the Songping family is your future." Madam Yu took out a fragrant handkerchief from her bosom, and gently wiped off the tiny cherry-colored shards on his forehead, "surrender to Me, call me mother, is your only way out."

After finishing speaking, Madam Yu stared closely at his eyes.

Her charm at the moment is unbelievably great, and her breathtaking phoenix eyes make even Ju Qingxian fall in love with her.

"I won't be obedient!" He said through gritted teeth.

"It's okay, I will tame you." Madam Yu said noncommittally, a smile flitting across her lips.With her fingertips down, she pinched his throat lightly through the handkerchief, "Within three years, you will become more obedient than Xiao Wei."

"It's impossible to say!"

Ju Qingxian reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Ok?"

Madam Yu didn't expect it, she couldn't help frowning.

Her bright wrists have never been caught before, this kid is so bold.

"Madam, tell me, will the future be reversed?" Ju Qingxian suddenly laughed lightly.

"Reverse?"

Madam Yu stared at him with narrow phoenix eyes.

It has to be said that she, who has been in a high position for a long time, has a terrifying aura.Being stared at by her like this, Ju Qingxian felt that her heart was clenched tightly by an invisible hand, and even breathing was a bit difficult.

But he didn't want to appear timid.

"Yes, reverse..." The young boy's voice remained calm, but his calf trembled a little, "Within three years, I want Qing Ji to become more obedient than Xiao Wei."

Looking at those black and white pupils, Madam Yu was aroused to win.

She has always been a woman of one word.

The opponents she met in the past, without exception, were all defeated... Now that the opponent is replaced by such a little boy, it is a very novel experience, and she can't wait for the future.

"Since you said so, let's see who has more means." Madam Yu nodded lightly, her eyes moved down from Ju Qingxian's delicate face, and her fingertips touched his Adam's apple again, "As long as If you call me mother yourself, it means you have been tamed."

"it is good……"

Ju Qingyan swallowed her saliva and said.

No one can resist the temptation of the number one beauty of the Chinese race. With her narrow and majestic phoenix eyes, you just need to look at you, and you will be helpless...Ju Qingxian hasn't thrown herself into her arms to call her mother. It is very powerful.

Madam Yu's fingertips sometimes knocked on his throat, sometimes squeezed his nose, and sometimes touched his lips... Her white and slender fingertips, carrying the magic power of ecstasy, made Ju Qing show a red face , The heart jumped loudly.

If she put on a gentle offensive and whispered a few words to Ju Qingxian close to her, then he would definitely ignore everything and just go home with her and become the young master of the Songping family.

"I'm going to see Madam Yue..."

Ju Qingxian escaped from the range of her magic power and came to the coffin.

Madam Yue's long black hair hung loose, and she bent down, crying on the coffin, her soft shoulders twitching uncontrollably.He stretched his neck to see Madam Yue's appearance, but he could only catch a glimpse of the white and sad forehead and the 17-year-old fair neck, both of which had the aura of a sad beauty.He could only look at the coffin.

The white wooden coffin was half covered with a large black whale cloth, and many pearl tassels were inlaid around it.This row of pearls contains the not-so-bright luster of the spring and yin season. The incense ceremony has not yet begun, and the air is just full of the overripe fruit-like smell of perfume.

Who will be inside?
Ju Qingxian looked at the closed coffin.

Is it yourself?
Or another unrelated person?

Wanted to confirm, tried everything to get a glimpse, but he couldn't see the inside of the crucified coffin.

"Madam." Ju Qingxian turned his head and looked at Madam Yu, "I want to see her face."

Looking at his calm and slightly melancholy black eyes, Madam Yu nodded expressionlessly: "It's okay, but as far as I remember, neither of them can interact with you."

"Thank you."

Tachibana replied cleanly.

The delicate petals blown by the wind fell, and some of them landed on Madam Yue's raised face and hair, blurring her weeping face.She is only 17 years old, but she is indeed the Mrs. Yue that Ju Qingxian knew. Her pure eyebrows, cute mouth corners, and refreshing plump cheeks are exactly the same as the girl in Ju Qingxian's hallucinations.

It's her, [-]% her.

When I was a child, the word mother was as unrealistic as the gorgeous flowers I read in Western books.Even if I think about it and forget it immediately, it is like a moth that cannot be driven away, circling around me endlessly.Up to now, the name has condensed into two tangible entities, like a golden rose carved deeply in a metal plate, and it only needs to be painted with color on one of them...

Ju Qingxian didn't say anything, just opened his arms and hugged her.

Madam Yue, who was like a ceramic doll, was wearing a mourning dress with a high body belt, as if a jade mountain was falling, her head fell on Ju Qingxian's shoulders, and immediately let him bear the weight of this fragrant body.

On the head wrapped in plump black silk, the eyes are open, the dark and moist almond eyes seem to have lost their life, and there is no breath of the living.Tachibana Qingxian couldn't say anything, just hugged her and looked at the coffin and the cherry blossoms next to the coffin.

The petals are pink and white, and the flowers meet together, revealing a vague space outline, and the branches are getting darker and richer.

Every second, Tachibana Qingxian felt that he was getting closer and closer to the sky, the cherry blossoms, and Mrs. Yue, and his heart gradually began to think about another possibility: If Mrs. Yue was not his mother, how should he protect her? What about her?

Eh?
Why don't you ask the amazing Sakura-san?
Ju Qingxian withdrew his gaze, and looked at the last lady... No, the current Ying Ji, who is so small, is only 12 years old.Looking at her facial features, she has a small face that is still childish, chubby, and very cute.

"Miss Sakura?" He tried to say hello.

Mrs. Sakura turned her delicate Hinamatsuri doll-like face to Tachibana Kiyoaki.

Those charming narrow phoenix eyes revealed a sense of stupidity no less than that of Xiao Wei, a kind of pure beauty that has not been polluted by the later "fan spirit" or "sao fox".

"Can you talk?" Ju Qingxian asked her.

Sakuraji didn't move.

"Tsk, I really want to settle those accounts of you teasing me now..." Ju Qingxian said, reaching out to pinch her little face, then got up, closed her eyes, and turned around.

"Go back." He said to his wife.

The bright sunshine falls from the gaps in the clouds, and the petals are colorful and shining;

In the white sky, the black tombstone, and the cherry-colored world, the three ladies and a boy are like illusion paintings of intangible phantoms, turning each other into backgrounds and textures; sharing the world with each other, and denying each other.

(End of this chapter)