Sword Food House

Saori was sent all the way to the atrium by He Moxiangxi.

The noble lady is unexpectedly easy to get along with, and she was successfully bought (crossed out) with just a bag of cookies and biscuits, and also came with an audience guide, just relax and take a deep breath, and just do one, two, three salutes.

As Ji Jun of the Tang Dynasty, she also has a unique status bonus advantage. It doesn't matter if she is not familiar with the etiquette, as long as she has worked hard.

More importantly, there is no need to perform some kneeling rituals like Doxiazao.

If it's just Saori herself, she can follow the opponent's rules when needed, but she is not only herself, she is also a god judge, with swords who serve her as master.

As a master, you must maintain your proper status.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for them.

So Saori took out a little bit of etiquette lessons that she barely followed at home earlier, even in front of the emperor, she straightened her back as always.There was nothing to be humble about, and she was not his subject.

"Bold!..."

There were disapproving scolding voices from behind the curtain, Saori glanced at it, and faintly saw a figure swaying behind the curtain, which looked like the emperor's maid or something.

"nothing."

The Emperor himself seemed quite kind. He was a tall, fair-faced man in a fine attire, and his smile looked very kind. He was a bit like the daimyo from the Land of Fire.Saori subconsciously compared the two rulers with similar status. Fortunately, the Emperor looked much thinner than the Great Min of the Fire Nation. Maybe it was because the food on their side was unpalatable?

Thoughts flew out carelessly, and when she was being questioned by the Emperor, Saori found that she was calmer than expected, and she didn't feel panicked at all.

Even though she felt that she was still an ordinary izakaya owner, those past experiences had already left traces on her body, and it was not enough to make her panic.

Maybe this is growing up.

*****

"Are you so relieved to let her go?"

In the Yinyang House, He Maozhongxing, who was so busy with the monster attacking the city a few days ago, had no time to go home and rest, looked at his proud disciple: "Aren't you worried that something will happen? She can bear the burden now." The title of the Abe family."

As a teacher, He Mao Zhongxing has always been proud of his disciples.After all, an onmyoji who can achieve such achievements at this age is really rare, and his temperament and family background are also considered to be good. If he is taken out to brag with his friends, he can win every battle and has never been defeated.

If possible, He Mao Zhongxing not only wanted him to be his disciple, but also wanted him to marry his daughter.

Because of this, he also knows the kinship of the Abe family.

If others don't know, how could he not know what Abe Seimei's so-called relatives of his mother's family are.The son of the legendary white fox, could it be possible that his relatives are a nest of foxes?

After Abe Seimei said this, he knew he was lying.

It's just that the woman does have great power, and she doesn't look like someone who has no background. She may use this as an excuse to cover up other things.

——Based on his trust in his disciples, He Mao Zhongxing did not expose his lies, but he still had to persuade him.After all, she is your younger sister, who lives in your house, and you have guaranteed her identity. If something happens, you, Abe Seimei, will definitely be the first to be implicated.

"It's okay, I believe she will have a sense of proportion."

Abe Seimei didn't know how flimsy his excuse was, but he couldn't help it. The situation was urgent at the time, and he couldn't think of a more appropriate way to say it.

To be honest, he can be regarded as an innocent disaster.

Inexplicably, he was approached and told about the fusion of the time and space of the two worlds.

Abe Seimei still remembers his puzzled question when he heard these things. The ghost lamp wearing a little girl's shell seemed more puzzled than him: "When encountering such a thing, it is not the best choice to find a suitable person in the local area to join forces." Is it normal?"

Ghost Lantern said that in this era, Abe Seimei is the most powerful in this aspect. If you don’t pick him, who should you pick?

Abe Seimei: "..."

To be honest, I think my teacher is better.

The stronger teacher in his heart gave him a suspicious look: "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Abe Seimei nodded.

The big project of splitting the two worlds has been entrusted to the government of time. As the spokesperson of that force, Saori Asano's purpose of staying here is of course not simply to prevent the curse from coming back.

They found the source of the curse that triggered the night walk of the ghosts a few days ago.

— It comes from the Imperial Palace.

Find it, purify it, that's Saori's purpose.

After a few conversations with the Emperor, before Saori had time to ask for a stroll around the area, she was asked for help by the other party.

"Zhonggong is not feeling well, do you want me to go for treatment?"

"Yes, my lord, please go this way." The female officer leading the way respectfully explained the cause and effect to Saori. It turned out that Fujiwara Nakamiya fell ill in bed as early as a month ago. They were all invited to see it, and apart from the diagnosis that Fujiwara Nakamiya was weak and overthinking, nothing else was found out.

The aristocratic wives who have not gone out for a long time are weak, and it is not uncommon for them to fall ill in the wind, so everyone was not particularly surprised at the beginning. After the doctor dispensed the medicine, Fujiwara Nakamiya was given a good rest.

But one month passed, not only did not heal, but it became more and more serious.

Fujiwara Nakamiya couldn't even get out of bed.

At this time, it happened that there was a Tang Dynasty Jijun, and the emperor had an idea, so he simply called her here.Of course, this is Saori's own analysis and thinking. She is not good at seeing a doctor. The only person she knows who can be related to seeing a doctor is Yaken Fujishiro. I don't know if I can tell what this Fujiwara Nakamiya is suffering from. sick.

Walking into the courtyard where she lives, the surroundings are very beautifully decorated, no worse than the emperor's courtyard just now, even the plants have been cultivated and constructed very carefully, but if you look closely, you can feel a sense of stagnation.

The surroundings are lifeless, not very popular, and it feels like no one has lived there for a long time.

It is rumored that the position of Nakamiya seems to be forced by a certain nobleman to change the position of the emperor, and the position of the empress that originally belonged to was separated, and a Nakamiya equivalent to the status of the empress was forced out, and the surname of Fujiwara is A very standard noble surname.

In an instant, Saori made up a lot of plots in his mind.

Pushing open the door, a dense aroma floated out from inside, with a little sweet smell, which was quite pleasant.It's just... Saori sniffled her nose, feeling like she smelled a little fishy.

Did it come from inside?

"Adults, please."

The maid opened the curtain and helped Fujiwara Nakamiya who was lying on the bed up.She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate appearance, long black hair, a sallow complexion, and looked sickly and weak.

"This time... Is it someone from the Yin Yang House again?"

Saori was sitting on a cushion not far from her, and when she heard her whispering to the maid next to her, she couldn't help but reached out and touched her eyes.

This is really... hot eyes.

The monster who haunts this Fujiwara Nakamiya looks too ugly.