The boy who is a shrine maiden does not want to marry

"If you dare to marry another woman, I will make sure you have a peaceful and long sleep.":

"Bye, asshole."

Mingxue said a few words very politely, then turned around and started to go downstairs.

Fei Gong Chang Kang listened to Ming Xue's last two sentences and smiled bitterly for a while.

"If you think Keita is not good enough...you can take over this family."

In the end, he relented.

Bloodline may be important, but there is something more important than bloodline, and that is guilt.

Mingxue still went downstairs in silence without responding to his stepfather, because his mind was no longer on his bastard stepfather.

The message his mother left behind shocked him greatly.

If, as the letter said, he was taken away by some entity, then what about his brother Mingcheng who had taken care of him for many years?

Why did he come back? The problem is that even his mother doesn't know.

Also, why did Grandma Shimazu, who took care of him, and her daughter Miko become like this, and the latter even became a ghost.

He estimated that after writing the letter, his mother had not expected things to turn out this way.

As for the spiritual weapons in the closet, he did not take them out for the time being. He planned to pack up all of them, except the wedding dress, and take them home after the ball.

Finally…he would never let go of the being who killed his father and tortured his mother!

"Now that things have come to this, I really want to find a place to calm down. I don't want to attend any dance party."

As Mingxue was talking, he didn't notice that he had walked to the stairs on the first floor and ran into his uncle who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"If the Second Miss doesn't want to participate, let's leave quietly." Lev said seriously, "The waiters and housekeepers in the hall were all raised by me. If we leave, no one will dare to stop us."

"Then should I ask my uncle to be the commander of the imperial guards?" Ming Xue lowered her head and smiled bitterly when she heard this.

The uncle was stunned and thought for a long time before he understood Mingxue's meaning. He said half-jokingly and half-proudly: "That's fine. As long as the second lady gives the order, I will dedicate the entire hall to you."

After saying this, he performed a standard ancient courtier's etiquette.

Mingxue was amused by Lev, and her originally sad mood was somewhat comforted, so she opened her arms, "Then, my commander of the imperial guards, please... wait a minute!"

Before he could finish his words, Lev carried him down the stairs and brought him to the first floor.

"It's dangerous to stand on it." Lev put Mingxue down safely and touched Mingxue's head. "Your makeup is a little smudged. I'll touch it up for you later."

"Now that I have recovered my male body, can I stop using the infusion?" Ming Xue asked with a little thought.

"No." Lev shook his head like a fussy old man at this moment, taking out a makeup box from his arms and saying, "This is the house rule of the Fei Palace. I must strictly abide by it."

Mingxue couldn't help but laugh when she saw Lev like this.

Lev didn't understand why Mingxue suddenly laughed, so he just stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

Mingxue was almost done laughing, and she threw herself into Lev’s arms, “Uncle!”

"Eh? Um, what's wrong."

"uncle!"

"Uh, I'm here, what's up?"

"Uncle!" Mingxue called softly with sobs in Lev's arms.

I can finally truly call you...Uncle.

Lev's eyes widened because Mingxue called him uncle for the last time in Chinese.

……

Bang!

Heitong Huayang, wearing a well-fitting tuxedo suit, got out of a black car and stood in front of the Feigong family banquet manor.

"Is this the Mingxue family's manor? So gorgeous!"

Kuroto Hanayo was amazed.

At this time, Ye Yue and Yun Zhi got out of the car together. They were also wearing standard tuxedo suits.

"Now is not the time to sigh, let's go in quickly."

At this time, Kuroto Keima and Makise Kazusa both walked out of the sedan. The latter was the only one of the five who was wearing a women's dress.

"Is it really possible for us to disguise ourselves as members of the Fujiwara and Hanyu families?" Kurogiri Hanayo asked anxiously at this time.

Kuroto Keima nodded, "Fujiwara Takeshi is already on the second floor, talking to the heads of the families. We just need to cooperate with Mingxue on the first floor to deal with the eldest sons of the families."

"That's right. No one else is allowed to invite Sister Mingxue to dance. We will take turns inviting Mingxue to dance." Yun Zhi shouted, raising her hands.

Hearing this, Kuroto Keima raised his glasses and said, "Makise Kazusa and I will cover for you at the dance. When you invite Mingxue to dance, you must dance well."

As soon as these words were spoken, cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Heitong Huayang, Ye Yue, and Yun Zhi.

Kuroto Keima's hand holding his glasses paused for a moment.

"You all practiced modern dance steps, right?" Makise Kazusa asked with narrowed eyes and cold sweat on her forehead, "You have learned at least one or two of the waltz, Viennese waltz, tango, foxtrot and quickstep."

The three girls were still sweating.

Damn, I forgot to practice.

Snapped!

Kuroto Keima covered his face with one hand.

I hope Mingxue can dance modern dance.

Chapter 68: The Queen's Transvestite Concubine Ming Xue [4K Chapter]

The afternoon banquet at the Feigong family began.

All the guests who come here are invited by the Himiya family. Of course, some are recommended by other families. The Himiya family welcomes everyone, because the family has just arrived in Tokyo and naturally will not reject friends of their partners.

If these people were here today, it would be a good platform for communication between families. Businessmen, high-ranking officials, celebrities and the like would drink and chat on the second floor, and admire their sons dancing on the first floor from a high vantage point. From time to time, they would comment on the children of the people they want to make friends with or visit, in order to gain their favor.

But today the Hanyu family and the Fujiwara family were also coming, and many families or dignitaries who had long wanted to curry favor with them naturally heard the news and came as well, turning a small gathering of middle- and lower-class families into a family banquet that covered half of Tokyo.

The essence of admiring the strong is fully displayed.

⑻This is also a historical microcosm of Japan's extreme desire for Europeanization. Although it is as luxurious and gorgeous as Western Europe, it still reveals an unspeakable sadness and inferiority in its bones, and no matter how hard it tries, it cannot get rid of the remaining...Chinese imprint on its body.

⒉ She is a student who has been with China for a thousand years, but also a century-old sinner whose hands are stained with the blood of Chinese compatriots. She is also a tragic person caught between the dragon, the giant bear, and the eagle, destined to be a chess piece.

Limited resources, life-and-death threats, yearning for the strong, the desire to reproduce, and awkward self-esteem are condensed into the psychological contradictions of contemporary Japan. Therefore, this extremely contradictory atmosphere extends from top to bottom to the society, family, and finally to the children.

③The dance party of young people that started on the first floor of Feigong’s house undoubtedly became a projection of these concrete things. They began to look for their own dance partners to complete the next dance and, by the way, complete the tasks that the family had to complete.

3 It is nothing more than a marriage to complete the tasks assigned by parents or to satisfy one's own desires.

linThe girls in white dresses and white silk gloves are looking for their ideal partners.

The boys in black tuxedos and suits began to look for dance partners according to their own or family missions...

For example, the protagonist of this banquet is the second lady of the Feigong family, Feigong Mingxue.

I heard that she usually lives in seclusion and few people have seen her face. In addition, the head of the Feigong family, Feigong Changkang, married a Russian noble woman a long time ago, so her genes must be good.

Now she appeared at the central dining table on the first floor. People nearby didn't take their eyes off her. In addition to the boys, some girls were also looking at her.

Because the so-called second young lady of the Feigong family is indeed extraordinarily beautiful. Her pure and beautiful face and slender figure are worthy of praise in themselves, but there is an indescribable charm and seductiveness in her every move, which does not seem artificial, but natural.

She is born with a charming figure but looks pure.

Just when someone was about to go and make some friends, the crimson curtain in the middle of the first floor was pulled open, and a small band came out, tuning their music and adjusting their formation, and the surrounding waiters and servants began to move the tables and carts away.

The party is about to begin!

They didn't expect the dance to come so soon. This group of teenagers and girls aged 16 or 17 began to panic, and those who didn't find a dance partner were even more panicked. They simply went straight to the sofa to rest. Compared to standing in the center of the stage and being embarrassed for not having a dance partner, standing on the sofa at the side and pretending to rest was an emergency measure.

However, this method can only be used once, and people who come here must dance, otherwise it will be considered disrespectful to the host.

Mingxue was naturally also a refugee. He came here only to help his younger brother and sister-in-law to build their personal connections. As for the so-called courtesy and face, he didn't care at all, even though he knew how to dance male and female steps (his uncle asked him to learn).

Unfortunately, things were far from as simple as he thought. Many eldest sons of families or sons of high-ranking officials came to him and expressed their request to be his dance partner.

Ming Xue looked at these young faces full of anxiety. He knew very well that they were going through such hardships, but he was a boy and didn't want to imitate Lu and Fen in a certain novel.

Just as more and more people gathered and some were even planning to grab Mingxue by force, a slender figure forced her way in and took Mingxue's hand in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

"Hanayo...classmate?" Mingxue looked at Heitong Hanayo, who was wearing a black tuxedo suit, with a look of astonishment on her face.

Logically speaking, Heitong Huayang would not appear here, especially in a men's suit.

"Sorry, she has a date!" Heitong Huayang did not reply to Mingxue, but spoke to the group of boys who wanted to invite Mingxue to be their dance partner.

Although the voice was neutral and crisp, the tone was domineering, just like a king.

The crowd, who had never experienced any supernatural danger, immediately made way for Mingxue and Heitong Huayang.

Then Heitong Huayang took the confused Mingxue by the hand and walked into the center of the ball.

In the distance, Himiya Keita, who was about to rescue Mingxue, was stunned. Then, with a look of yearning in his eyes, he looked at Kurotsuchi Hanayo's back and said, "A real man should be like this."

I will learn this trick to pick up girls in the future!

This action of Heitong Huayang not only alarmed the dancers who had just finished the prologue dance on the first floor, but also attracted the dignitaries who were chatting on the second floor.

"Oh, which company won the first prize? So domineering!"

One of the family heads joked, and most of the people on the second floor looked down, and when they found that it was not their son, they couldn't help but show their disappointment.

Watanabe Changgo, who was dealing with polite words, also moved his fat body and came to the guardrail. He looked at the boy who was holding Mingxue's hand into the dance floor. He felt that he looked a little familiar. Then he remembered something and broke out in a cold sweat.

"He is my nephew."

At this time, Fujiwara Takeshi, holding a glass of red wine, stood up and said.

When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned at first, and then smiled knowingly.

Yes, apart from the five major families in the political arena, the largest family under the imperial family is the Fujiwara family. If the Fujiwara family is willing to participate in politics, then the political arena will have six major families, instead of the current five major families.

Therefore, when the Fujiwara family took the lead and asked the second daughter of the Funomiya family to dance first, everyone had no objection, and even congratulated Fujiwara Takeshi and Funomiya Nagayasu.

Although Fujiwara Takeshi appears calm on the surface, he is helpless inside. In order to cooperate with the plan, he has to let Kurogiri Hanayo be his "nephew".

However, Concubine Nagayasu was a little embarrassed. Although Mingxue had earned him enough face and even successfully established a relationship with the thousand-year-old famous family Fujiwara Takeshi, why was he so bitter in his heart? It was just like France after World War I.

As the band began to play the second song, tango, one of the five major international dance music, it also heralded the start of the second dance party on the first floor.

The men and women on the first floor started to move, but their eyes kept lingering on Heitong Hanayo from time to time. She was so domineering just now, I really don’t know what her dance style is. It’s really exciting.

Of course, there are also people who expect him to make a fool of himself, such as the boys who had previously been overshadowed.

However, Heitong Huayang, who was the center of attention, had cold sweat on his forehead at this moment, and whispered to Mingxue: "Um...how do you dance the tango?"

　⒐≮

"We are friends, I want to... help you." Hearing this, Hei Tong Hua Yang said with a depressed look: "I don't want you to show a... distressed expression again."

Mingxue was stunned, and all the worries in her heart turned into an indescribable feeling. The feeling was very comfortable, but also choking.

"Really... I can't do anything with you." Ming Xue slowly closed her eyes, "Straighten your back and follow my pace."

"Eh?" Heitong Huayang tilted his head in confusion.

"I'll lead you in dancing." After suppressing her inner shyness, Ming Xue opened her sea-blue eyes and stared straight at Heitong Huayang.

Heitong Huayang was startled, and his body subconsciously danced to the music, or to Mingxue. The people around him seemed to have heard the queen's order and danced to the music.

The dance hall on the first floor was filled with the scent of perfume emitted by the girls. The dancers' movements went from being flustered at the beginning to gradually becoming precise. Dozens of pairs of men and women in the hall formed a rectangular array at one moment and then spread out into a circle. The boys in black were in the outer circle and the girls in white skirts were in the inner circle.

The only thing that felt incongruous was that Mingxue, wearing a white dress, was in the outer circle, while Heitong Huayang, wearing a black tuxedo, was in the inner circle.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know the right pace and let you run to the periphery." Heitong Huayang apologized softly to the person in his arms.

"You are excellent in yourself. You don't need to prove yourself to others. Just dance well." Mingxue spun in the embrace of Heitong Huayang. Her white skirt was like a blooming white peony, and her slender calves had soft lines.

He was telling the truth. According to Heitong Hanayo, he had only learned tango for less than three days. He could dance like this with so many aristocratic children. He could already be described as a genius. Even if he made some mistakes now, it was understandable.

"That's because I've practiced kendo, so my body coordination is pretty good." Kurogiri Hanayo explained while dancing to the rhythm of the music.

"That's also a genius. Don't worry, this mistake won't be a problem. Let's continue dancing." Ming Xue held Heitong Huayang's waist and spun around, doing the same gorgeous high splits as the pretty girls around them.

Because he was wearing safety pants and a long skirt, he didn't worry about being exposed, so he performed actions that were difficult for girls.

Of course, all of this was taught by Uncle Lev, although he only wanted to learn male dance steps...