[Comprehensive + Onmyoji] Quiet Window Lamp Moon Bright

"Welcome home, Lord Qingming." Lian Ji knelt in the room and bowed to Qingming, her long black hair was softly attached to the girl's five layers of clothes with flower well patterns.

Her long and luxuriant hair made her soft smiling face even more beautiful, and she calmly looked at Qingming, who was a bit embarrassed, "I knew it would be like this."

Qingming said "Sorry, Lian Ji."

"You don't need to say that. In fact, you came back without any injuries. I'm satisfied."

Qingming pulled Lian Ji's sleeve, showing a pitiful face.

Lian Ji sighed, and stretched out her hands to rub Hui Qingming's hair, "Go to sleep, aren't you going to pick up Mr. He Ziji tomorrow?"

Lian Ji changed into pajamas for Qingming and knelt in front of the dressing table, and makeup girl came in with a shallow black glazed bowl.

Zhuang Ji took the comb and dipped the comb teeth into the medicinal soup in the bowl.Seimei's black and thick hair snaked down her back and spread on the ground like an unfolded fan.Zhuang Ji picked up a strand and combed it, and Lian Ji, who was kneeling by the side, handed the wet cotton to Qingming.

Qingming took the real cotton and wiped off the rice powder and rouge on her face, "Is Yanji asleep?"

Lian Ji was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled again, "No, do you need me to invite Yan Ji over?"

Zhuang Ji's reaction was much simpler, "Has Yan Ji really slept?"

Lian Ji glared at Zhuang Ji.

"It's nothing. I just want to clean up a room next to Yanji for Kazuko. If I can get a little bit of Yanji's bookish spirit, I'm sure it will benefit me for the rest of my life." Qingming's tone was flat, as if he didn't notice what he said.

As soon as Qingming's words fell, Lian Ji opened her eyes wide and looked at Jingming, and Zhuang Ji stopped combing Qingming's hair involuntarily.

The faint candlelight is a warm color for Seimei's store floor.But from the makeup girl's point of view, only the blurred face in the mirror can be seen, which is slightly distorted.

Compared with the other party's unbelievable expression, Qingming raised the corners of his mouth in the mirror, and constantly adjusted the angle, trying to make tomorrow's self appear more amiable in front of his niece.

Lian Ji lowered her body, "I am not talented, and I would like to be enlightened for Hezi Jijun."

"It's up to you, just arrange the room next to Yanji."

Yanji is a legend in Qingming's house.Seimei's shikigami would never come in front of her.

Intuit hit people (demon).

Yanji is an ancient inkstone in the Han Dynasty, who has been influenced by brush and ink and taught by poetry and books for more than [-] years.

Because of the feeling of leaving his homeland for a while, he turned into a human form.As a knowledgeable spirit, Yanji, if the favored barnacle queen in the palace has an alluring appearance, Yanji's appearance is even better than barnacles.

The transformed Yanji was discovered without much thought.

Because people have no ideas.

Yanji felt that she had been an inkstone for so many years, turned over and became the master, and it was finally her turn to write.So Yanji took a stack of Tang paper in Qingliang Hall, and left a note that she took.

Qingming was ordered to go to the palace to investigate this matter that day, but actually she didn't need to investigate at all, and the empty palace was lit up that night.

Immediately, some palace servants went in to check, Yan Ji never hid her figure and ignored the visitors, and the peerless beauty wrote a pen with her bare hands, rushing to write at the desk.

Yanji in Tang suit is too suspicious, Qingming is quickly attracted by the frightened palace servants.

Yanji is not just the kind of beauty who only has looks.Just like Wang Yizhi's "Lanting Preface" and Ji Kang's "Guangling San".

The breeze blows out of the sleeves, and the bright moon enters the arms.Splendid and splendid, spears and spears are vertical and horizontal.

Qingming felt that this was not the atmosphere of a fight, so she ran over to see what Yanji wrote.

Yo!policy theory.

One writes, one reads.The atmosphere is strangely harmonious.

After Yanji finished writing, she glanced at the little girl who had been by her side just now, disguised as a man, and chatted a few words.

Seimei felt that it hurt her self-esteem.

Yanji verified the old saying that there is a poetic spirit in her belly.A closed eye and a curved lip are full of ink, scholarly, poetic and picturesque.

And only time can settle down, the beauty called vicissitudes.

The past washed away by the long river of time has become history, with a thick and sad beauty.

Qingming felt that such monsters should confess to their ancestors the same way, instead of retreating.

Qingming took Yanji and ran to Qingliang Hall, and behind Yanji there were still papers and pens floating on the table.

Qingming entered the Qingliang Hall, and Yanji continued to write at the desk outside the Qingliang Hall.

Emperor Tonghu hadn't slept all this time, when Qingming brought Yanji to Qingliang Hall, he heard the wind.

Qingming explained to Emperor Tonghu the difference between Tang local ghosts and local monsters, expressing her affirmation and reluctance for Yanji's talent.

In the end, I said that God has the virtue of good life, and Yanji didn't do anything bad, so why don't you let me take her back.

The 20-year-old Qingming came to see this incident, which is black history.

He secretly took Yanji away, saying to the outside world that she was his new god.Who knows what.

Why did I report in front of Emperor Tonghu so honestly back then.

The difference is not only psychological, but also physical.

Probably because Seimei is a half-demon, she always looks younger than her actual age.

The 15-year-old Qingming has just started to suffer from strokes. She always wears men's straight clothes and looks very small. Her eyebrows and eyes are fresh and elegant, and her face is full of childishness.

Emperor Tonghu would always feel guilty looking at Qingming like this.

Under the protection of her father, brother and husband, the girl Seimei would have lived a peaceful and elegant life like most noble girls.

But because when the divination that could protect Kyoto pointed to Qingming, Qingming almost gave up her identity as a woman.

Until this time, Emperor Tonghu remembered that Qingming had reached the age of first love.

Looking at Qingming who was telling him about Yanji's talent, Emperor Tonghu felt that Qingming might have been confused about her gender, and her sexuality was also a little skewed.

Emperor Tonghu generously let Qingming and Yanji go.The next morning, I called Jing's master --- Mao He Zhongxing.

Concealed to him, Qingming needs the correct guidance of female elders.

Yan Ji is the most outstanding among Seimei's shikigami.

To be reasonable, Yanji is actually a very low-key monster.

Yanji only needs paper, pen, ink, and lamp in her life, regardless of day and night, and knows no restraint.

She is so famous, purely because of Seimei.

Seimei once said that "the lord of the mountains and rivers, Shuten Doji, is not as good as Enhime".

Did not specifically refer to which aspect.

Shuten-douji is a blunt and majestic monster, completely different from Tamamo-mae's kind of monster who secretly stalks you.

Shuten-douji left Dajiangshan and ran to Kyoto to educate that desperate Abe Seimei.

As old acquaintances, as soon as they met, they started hurting each other without saying a word.

After the fight, I will go meet Yanji.

It was simply love at first sight.Seimei immediately arranged for them to meet.

In fact, just said a few words.

Then, under Seimei's eyes, Shuten-douji fell in love just like that.

In the face of talent and time, everyone is treated equally as a small vulgar thing.

The gossip has always been spread very quickly (from the great rivers and mountains), and Yanji became the rumored love that Shuten Doji couldn't ask for.

Yanji's daily life is to watch, watch, watch, write, write, write, draw, draw, draw.

Maybe I will go out to see the scenery during the day, and realize that Yao Sheng is as lonely as snow.At night, the candles in the house never go out.

In the beginning, I wrote articles, policy discussions, poems, and paintings!Later, I followed the Romans and liked to write novels.

While Yokai don't need sleep, sleeping and eating are always a treat.

Yanji, as Zhuangji said, probably hasn't slept.

It may also be that it has only been a few years since the transformation, and it is still as vigorous as a child.

Zhui Yanji's novels never wait for updates, and 10,000+ words are presented every day.

Most of the nobles in Heianjing have read Yanji's novels.Yanji is as popular as her novels.

But no one will chase her, not only because Yanji is a monster, but also refer to Shuten Doji for the specific reason.

In the words of Yu Zaoqian, the goddess Fan is so full that she is destined to be alone.

Put the child next to Yanji, Qingming, have you ever thought about the child's psychological endurance?

We dare not live next to Yanji.

Zhuang Ji wrapped Qingming's long hair with white sandalwood paper and put it in the black lacquer tray behind the pillow.

Zhuang Ji followed Lian Ji to close the door and left, leaving only the sound of Qingming's light breathing and the fragrant benzoin in the incense cage.

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