[Comprehensive] Winter Feast

"I'll take you back to your room first." Sankaiyue found that she couldn't determine whether Yae was drunk or not, and how drunk she was, so she decided to take the safest method.

Yae glanced at him, as if he knew what he was worried about, smiled slightly, then stood up: "Let's go."

She walked out, her steps were steady, and she didn't look like she had drunk too much.

Those who were drunk and unconscious, those who were still on the head of the drink, and the fusangshen who were trying to stay awake to clean up the scene were all in the dining room.Walking through the long corridor, the bustling sounds gradually faded away, the silence of the night enveloped, the night wind passed through the window lattice, and rolled in the narrow and long corridor, Yae's clothes were blown up, and then Mikazuki saw The person who was walking well suddenly wobbled as if he had tripped over something.

Sanriyue, who had been prepared for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

Yae, who had been swaying, had already adjusted her center of gravity and was about to stand firm, but Mikazuki's movement of supporting her made her center of gravity crooked.

Yae swayed and bumped into Sankayue's chest, closing her eyes reflexively.

This closing of eyes was like touching some terrible switch. Yae, who was just unable to keep his feet, suddenly lost his strength and slid down by leaning on Sankayue.

San Riyue hurriedly reached out to catch the man, with a bit of surprise on her face, she couldn't laugh or cry: "This is really..."

Yae tugged at his arm, worked hard for a few seconds, and stood firmly again, looking very sober from the look on his face.But it may not be necessary to say it.

"Doctor Miyuki dances really well, right?"

Sanriyue put one hand across Yae's waist, and supported her shoulder with the other to prevent her from slipping down again.He couldn't see Yae's expression from this angle, and because he had never seen Yae drunk, he felt a little tricky for a while, and didn't know how to answer, so he asked cautiously: "I remember you said you don't care?"

Yae paused for a moment, and then said in a childish tone, "Actually, I still care about it."

Sankaiyue replied politely: "Doctor Shenxue is not as good-looking as Yae."

"Hmph," Yae clearly disbelieved, "You haven't seen me dance."

Sankaiyue lowered her head and asked her with a light smile, "When will Yae be willing to dance for me?"

Yae's reply was quick: "It's better to hit the sun than choose the day, right now!"

"Now?"

"I, I've had a drink to strengthen my courage! Of course it's now!"

"Hahaha," Mikayue said, wondering whether Yae was drunk or not, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

"Come with me." Yae dragged Sankayue's arm around the corridor, left the house through the side door, stepped into the courtyard, stepped on the stone path in the dry landscape, and went deep into the flower trees.

Sanriyue followed Yae, the girl walked very fast, her steps were light and quick, and she was not half drunk.Fu Sangshen's gaze was sometimes on her back, and sometimes on her hand holding his arm. The dark fabric set off Yae's slender and white fingers.

After the appearance of Yae, under the auspices of Candlestick Kiri and others, the Honmaru has been further repaired and expanded. The underground fortifications are progressing day by day, and the scenery on the ground is also changing.

It is impossible that there are no cherry blossom trees in the main pill, but because of an accident before, the cherry blossom trees were moved to a quite remote corner under the insistence of Mikazuki.

Yae was pulling Mikazuki there.

Turning out of the path, the transplanted cherry tree appeared in front of me. Yae raised his hand from a distance, and the two-person tall tree was covered with cherry powder.

Then she waved her hand again, and the bright red cloth was spread out under the cherry blossom trees, and the courtyard umbrella with black lacquered wooden poles was also erected.

Yae let go of Mikazuki's hand, and made a motion to invite the guests to the table.Mikayue nodded with a smile, and returned to the aristocratic etiquette of Heianjing.

As Yae ran towards the red cloth, she spread her arms and spun around, the fluttering petals fluttered down and surrounded her, and then dispersed with a huff.

Yae, who appeared in front of Mikazuki again, has changed her appearance.

The high bun is decorated with a simple and elegant headgear, and the men's clothing that is easy to move has been replaced by the court attire of a noble lady in Heian capital.The girl with high-soled wooden clogs was dressed in a gorgeous dress, her makeup was equally gorgeous, her lips were tinged with vermilion, and the tails of her eyes were red.

She slowly unfolded the Makie folding fan in her hand, covering half of her face, her eyes drooping, she looked extremely shy.

Makie's articulate voice came out from behind the folding fan: "This is a skill I accidentally discovered when I was studying the ghost way. It's probably a kind of blindfold. It's a skill very suitable for monsters."

The footsteps moved lightly, and the dance started. Yae's gaze was raised inch by inch, the girl spoke clearly, and the girl with steady steps showed a faint drunkenness: "Please enjoy it, Mikayue-sama."

In Heian-kyo, Yae lived as a human being for nearly 20 years, and she spent nearly half of her life practicing this dance.

She practiced in the Japanese room deep in the noble mansion, and danced in front of the emperor in the court.

When dancing as a human being, she took every movement seriously, every eyebrow and eye raised, she knew that this dance was beautiful, but when she danced, she was never very happy.

Because this dance is the so-called responsibility, it represents her value, and it is to please the man she does not want to please.

The sleeves are spread out eight times, and the golden painting on the edge of the folding fan draws out a gorgeous light in the night, and there are bells ringing softly with the dignified dance steps.In a movement of raising his eyes, Yae looked at the figure sitting under the umbrella, that person had a gentle smile on his face, and the moonlight shone in his eyes with a different kind of light.

Everyone who taught Yae dance once said to her: "I hope that you, Your Highness, can find someone who makes you willing to dance. Only then can you dance and show your true brilliance."

The master also said: "It is a dance that is only once in a lifetime, and you should enjoy it."

The dignified dance steps are the unique beauty of Heianjing aristocratic women. The wide sleeves flutter and the folding fans open and close, revealing an indescribable grandeur.

It was a glimpse of the palace through the heavy curtains, and it was a divine prayer on the altar.

It is so elegant and noble, dazzling.

After the dance was over, Yafold closed the folding fan and asked Sanriyue with a slight panting sound, "Does it look good?"

Sanriyue walked forward amidst the falling flowers, the crescent moon in her eyes was soft and bright.He smiled, took the folding fan out of Yae's hand, and unfolded it: "I, Grandpa, can also dance."

"This time, it's up to Yae to judge whether it looks good or not."

When dawn came, Yae woke up.

She turned over in the bed with her head in her arms, her whole body was listless: "...headache."

The night had not completely faded, and the room of the judge was still dark. Yae closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, retracted her hands holding her head under the quilt, bent her legs, and curled up in a more comfortable sleeping position.

But after waking up due to a headache, it was obvious that she couldn't fall asleep again immediately, so she heard the sound of someone walking, and the sound of footsteps on the wooden floor, especially when the whole Honmaru was immersed in the silence of a hangover.

Yae sat up holding the quilt, distinguishing the footsteps, and her eyes became a little clearer.

At this time, the only ones who are active at this time are Sanriyue, who doesn't drink so much and is used to getting up early.

The scene of last night could not help appearing before the eyes of the god judge. Under the moonlight, among the cherry blossoms floating around, the Five Swords of the World danced with a fan.It was the dance of male nobles in the Heian period, with a flexible and vigorous movement in their elegant movements.After several generations of masters, the elegant dance was made by Mikazuki Zongjin, which is more gorgeous than the falling flowers all over the sky.

Yae stared blankly for a while, feeling that he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he put on his clothes, washed and got up.

Everyone was hungover, Sanriyue was self-sufficient, and in the early morning light, he had already made tea and pastries, and sat in the corridor drinking tea while watching the scenery.

"Won't it be boring to see the same scenery every day?" Yae sat down beside him, glanced at the pastries on the plate, and looked away without interest.

"No." Mikayue answered her, "I still think Yae is pretty when I look at it every day."

Yae had a hangover and had a headache, stretched out his hands to press both temples, and imitated Sankayue's tone of speech: "So that's how it is, although I can see it all the time, every time I see Sankaiyue, I still think this person is unbelievably beautiful." .”

"Hahaha," Sanriyue laughed, put down her teacup and reached out to rub Yae's temples, "Can you recall how much you drank now?"

Yae leaned her head to facilitate Mikazuki's movements, but the angle was still awkward, so she simply lay on the opponent's lap.

Sanriyue's hand paused for a moment, then continued to rub it as if nothing had happened.

Yae closed his eyes, his face was a little red, he didn't know if it was because he just got up, or for some other reason: "I counted about seven or eight glasses. At the beginning, it was light wine, and I was already a little drunk, but later I didn't know. How did it turn into spirits, and then I can’t remember.”

Sanriyue asked: "Don't remember anything?"

"I still remember what should be remembered." Yazhong replied with eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, "You can't see the dance of the five swords in the world all the time."

"Very good, very good." San Riyue nodded and smiled, "After all, the old man dances until his waist is sore and his back hurts."

"I don't believe it." Yae replied directly, "Don't forget that we are one generation."

"That's right." Sankaiyue thought for a while, "But in my heart, Yae will never become a grandmother, and will always be a cute little girl."

Yae opened his eyes and looked at him from the knee of Mikazuki. The angle was exactly the same as when he woke up in the sword room of the imperial palace: "The person who calls himself a grandfather has not really become a grandfather."

"Speaking of which, I have made a new discovery about the talisman of the Government of Time." Yae climbed up, "Although it may not be possible to return to Heian-kyo, it should be able to let you go to different places like the real talisman. The age of battle is over."

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