Supernatural is king

Fujiwara Tsuji is the child of the fourth wife of the branch head of the Fujiwara family.

Born with black hair and blood eyes, the midwife trembled in fright and almost threw the child on the ground.

So the child was labeled as a monster.

Although the head of the family invited Abe Seimei to come over and check it out, and came to the conclusion that the child was indeed an ordinary person, but the head of Fujiwara looked at the boy's eyes, and the anger and panic hidden in his heart grew like weeds.

In the wrath of the master of the house, the woman and child were thrown into the most remote and dilapidated houses for the lowest servants.

The servants who felt that the master put the monster around them began to be dissatisfied and panicked.

[Black hair and red eyes, could this monster be the child of the fourth lady and some monster? ]

[It's possible, after all, the fourth lady only returned to Fujiwara's house a month ago. ]

The servant's fragmentary words spread into the dark room.

The pale and thin woman with bloodshot eyes reached out and pulled out the hairpin, inserting it into her heart.

Warm blood splashed onto the child's tender face.

Accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and screams, the infant child opened his mouth and let out a weak cry.

Patriarch Fujiwara, who heard that the woman committed suicide, dealt with the servants in order not to let the matter spread, and sent someone to take care of the child again.

And two years later, he felt that no one in Ping'an Jing remembered the child, so he ordered his servants to throw the child into the wilderness, leaving him to fend for himself.

But Patriarch Fujiwara didn't expect it.

Even the sky favored Fujiwara Tsuji, and he even let him climb into the main hall of Amaterasu Shrine and met Atobe Eri.

So fate was rewritten.

Fujiwara Tsuji, no, it should be said that it is Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi.

From the concubine of the Fujiwara family who was regarded as a monster, he became the emperor's adopted son who was under one person and above ten thousand.

He just waited for a cold night.

"So Your Majesty, did you not consider your future children when you issued this decree?"

The silver-haired, blue-eyed young man leaned against the pillars in the corridor, waving his folding fan, and said to Huili with emotion.

The little emperor who was kneeling and sitting in front of the low table silently tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were full of confusion.

Her eyes seemed to feel that Abe Seimei asked a magical question, confused and at a loss.

"I am the emperor."

"—I'll never have children, will I?"

Shocked by the bomb released by the Little Emperor, Abe Seimei straightened up, and knocked the teacup to the ground almost impolitely.

The questioning words were about to blurt out, but the dazzling golden hairpin on the little emperor's hair suddenly came into view.

Yes, that's it.

The little emperor sitting in front of him is the only emperor who has been favored by Amaterasu since the first generation.

No, it cannot be said to be favored.

Wouldn't the imprint left by God Amaterasu on her be too dazzling in the eyes of people with spiritual power like them? !

It's almost as if the emphasis has been bolded and enlarged, so that ordinary people can barely see it.

So who can, or in other words, who is worthy of marrying the Little Emperor?

God Amaterasu will neither approve nor allow it.

Abe Seimei waved his hand, the water stains on the ground evaporated, and the teacup returned to its original place.

He looked at the bright yellow imperial decree on the low table, his eyes suddenly complicated.

Oni Wu Tsuji was born prematurely, and his body has been extremely weak since birth. A few days ago, the imperial doctor concluded that the child would not live to be 18 years old.

So the little emperor... what was he thinking?

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After Eri Atobe came to power, the entire imperial court was swept away by her like a thunderbolt.Abe Seimei was directly appointed as a minister of the Taizheng, and his power was only under the emperor.

The upper-class nobles directly changed their blood. Those nobles and officials left over from the previous dynasty who only knew about corruption and indulged in luxury and money should be imprisoned and killed.

Then select useful talents from those officials who are oppressed at the bottom, serve as fresh blood, and be promoted to a position that they would never have reached in their lifetime.

Then came a series of orders to reorganize the army, change taxes, rewrite the law, and so on.

The methods are so ruthless and proficient that Abe Seimei can't believe that these orders came from the hands of the seemingly quiet and weak little emperor.

But I have to admit that after the execution of this series of orders, the whole country brightened up.

The people no longer complained, the army was solemn and orderly, and even the harvest of the fields seemed to be much better than in previous years.

The big reshuffle that started in spring ended in autumn.

Eri Atobe was finally able to leave behind her heavy workload and concentrate on raising her children.

Abe Seimei, who was taken to the palace to correct the memorial, showed a desperate expression.

A dumpling brought back by her skinny, after several months of careful feeding, finally grew some meat.

There used to be no flesh on his face, but now that he was raised, the smooth and tender baby fat seemed to be overflowing.Whenever she laughs, two lumps of flesh come out in such a way that Huili can't put it down.

But when he started raising it seriously, Eili discovered a problem.

Ordinary children over two years old should be able to speak fluently by this time.

And this little cub in her family... only knows some modal particles that can express his mood.

"Xiao, can grandma feed you almond cheese?" Eri squatted beside Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, tempting Xiaotuanzi with a gu of almond cheese without any scruples.

Seeing the little boy who was playing Jiulianhuan turned his head and raised his head happily, he quickly and kindly scooped up a spoonful and fed it into the dumpling's mouth.

Seeing the untied Nine Links in the hands of the dumpling, Eri paused, and the almond cheese that was supposed to be fed into the dumpling's mouth suddenly stopped in mid-air.

After waiting for a long time, the delicious dumpling raised her head in doubt, put down the toy in her hand and tugged at Eri's loose clothes.After realizing that Huili still didn't feed him, he stared at the spoon that was raised high, propped up his short legs to support the caregiver, and stretched out his little hands.

The young caregiver drooped his eyes, fed the dumpling with a spoonful of sweetness, and then held the cup and lamp high.

"Cub, say 'I want'."

Tuanzi stretched his short hands upwards very hard, but his hands were only a little longer. Seeing the spoon getting farther and farther away from him, he had no choice but to throw himself into the caregiver's arms coquettishly, rubbing left and right in an attempt to Let the foster heart soften.

The hard-hearted caretaker watched the little one huddled in his arms, and resolutely refused to let go of his hand.

"Don't say grandma, just eat it by yourself." Eri wiped the spoon stained with juice on the dumpling's lips in a wicked way, let the dumpling taste the taste, and continued to hold it high: "Say, 'I—— want—— want'."

After waiting for a while, Tuanzi, whose face was buried in his arms, muffled and uttered a word indistinctly.

"want!"

The old mother smiled with satisfaction.

After feeding half a cup, Eili reached out and touched the round belly of the dumpling, then handed the cup in his hand to the maid.

The big round eyes stared at the delicious cups, all the way until the maid disappeared.

At this time, the white and soft dumpling didn't want to play with toys anymore, and nestled into the arms of the parents, tugging at the tassel on Huili's waist, giggling and asking Huili to play with him.

Eri lowered her head and smiled.

Then he raised his hand to signal the imperial physician who had been waiting outside the door to come in.

Tuanzi gradually lost his smile as he watched the grandfather who made him drink hard food approach every day.

When the mouth was flattened, tears pooled in the eye sockets in an instant, as if as long as the imperial doctor opened his mouth, Tuanzi could cry to him.

The author has something to say: 2.1

One day later, Zhanjian suddenly met the descendants of the imperial physician.

Then a picture flashed in the minds of all the Twelve Ghost Moons.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi Juvenile Body: You, if you let me drink medicine, I will cry and show you QAQ——!

Twelve Ghost Moons (covering their noses in unison): Oh...oh! !

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感谢在2020-01-2821:17:42~2020-02-0103:08:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yunshen I don't know;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!