[Comprehensive + Onmyoji] Quiet Window Lamp Moon Bright

Qingming finally dragged a bunch of things home, but Lianji and the others still didn't come back, but they ran into Yan Jing on the way.

"What a beautiful fox!" Yan Jing knelt down and stroked Qingming's smooth hair, "Is Qingming a shikigami?"

Qingming easily opened the furoshiki with her claws, and pushed one of the makeup boxes to Yan Jing.

"Give it to me." Yan Jing opened the wooden makeup box, inside was a flat round porcelain powder box with Yao Huang painted on it, and inside the box was Tang Gong Yingdie Powder "I can't make up at my age, my mother said Not good for the skin."

"It's made of corn, it's beautiful." Qingming wanted to rest his chin with his paws, but he thought the paws were quite dirty and let it go.

"I don't really understand, but if I put on makeup now... hey! Miss Qingming?" Yan Jing was so frightened that she knocked over the compact.

The fox in front of him smiled so hard that his eyes rolled up, he didn't think about it, it was clear and clear.

Yan Jing finally accepted the box of Tang Palace Butterfly Powder.Accompany Qingming to take the things to Lian Ji's room.

When I went back to the house, I didn't see Daitengu as expected.

When I saw the big tengu in the market, I was still a little unbelievable. I always felt that her big tengu, such a cold monster, would not go to such a lively place.

But his appearance is quite deceptive. When meeting for the first time, Seimei relied on the mask around his waist and experience to recognize him as a tengu.

But tonight his appearance is in line with the tengu in Seimei's image. When he passed by, Seimei didn't recognize the big tengu immediately.

Speaking of which, what made that guy her home?

Better not let him know.Put the black square belonging to the winter into the fire, until the frozen fragrance filled the room, Seimei sat on the day seat without lighting the lamp.

"Looking at the sky when the clouds are broken, Si Liangyou has never done it."*

When Lianji and the others came back, Lianji came to Qingming to complain. Seeing that Qingming was very disappointed, she thought she remembered the late Mrs. Yueshu again.

She wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know where to start. The relationship between Qingming and Yueshu had to wait for Qingming to figure it out.

Lian Ji retreated silently, Qingming felt very puzzled, shouldn't Lian Ji ask a few words, and then she can tell her entanglement with the big tengu.

Qingming stroked her forehead, has her status in the family dropped so much?

Thinking of Yue Shuji, she didn't explain.

By the time the big tengu came back, it was already late at night.Seimei got up from his day seat, and made an appointment to finish the plate when he came back.

The moon shines on the atrium, and the damask gowns dipped in thin green onions slide across the corridor, and the rattan patterns woven with black silk look very beautiful under the moonlight.

The big tengu flew down from the tree, he thought Seimei had already fallen asleep.

Chess has reached this level, every step is really difficult.One person and one monster, but like Uogami, waiting for the moment when the winner will be determined.

Until the middle of the night, sleepiness climbed up Qingming's brain.

The bloody fog shrouded Qingming, and there was no way back, and there seemed to be a figure behind the fog.

After the big tengu settled down, he realized that Qingming had fallen asleep, not leaning on anything, with his head hanging slightly, and his long hair covering his face.

Daitengu got up, hugged Qingming, and planned to send her back to her room, but Qingming grabbed the skirt of his clothes when he woke up.

The moment the fragrance belonging to Hei Fang entered his nostrils, "Yue Shu Ji." His eyes were full of struggling pain.

Big Tengu froze for a moment, then let Qingming down.Seimei was also a little embarrassed when he came back to his senses, and covered his face with his sleeve by stroking his forehead.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

Feeling Qingming's embarrassment, the big tengu turned around and looked at the moon in the bright sky, "It's getting late."

Before Qingming entered the room, she turned her face to look at the upright back of Daitengu, opened her mouth slightly, wanted to say something, but finally just pursed her lips and smiled.Enter the house and close the door.

The next day I went to Yingmao in Yinyang, and the report from below said that it was going to rain again.This year's rainfall is exceptionally heavy, and I am afraid that this summer will be flooded.

What a troubled year, Seimei sighed.Turning to constitutional protection, discuss this year's blessings, which gods are willing to protect the village in the flood.

After returning home, Qingming heard that Lianji was helping Kazuko with her homework, so Qingming thought about caring for her niece.

"Mandarin ducks and tiles are cold and frosty, and the emerald quilt is cold. Whoever shares the coldness. You have lived and died for many years, and the soul has never entered a dream..." The mood of the poem is incompatible with the girl's immature voice, and Qingming can't help but look at Hezi.The face is powdery, like a spring cherry.The small sleeves of Karian color and the thin persimmon-colored blouse are very lively and lovely.

People at that time admired Bai Juyi, so everyone in the nobility could memorize "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".Sudden listening to Hezi memorize this passage made Qingming feel very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Qingming adjusted her mood before walking in, and Hezi smiled sweetly at her, "Aunt."

After arguing with Hezi for a while, Qingming told Lianji that it was going to rain again and her clothes might not be dry.

Lian Ji smiled softly at Qingming, and said, "It's okay, Master Qingming, the clothes can be dried. And the few pieces of cloth you brought back last night are very beautiful, they can cut clothes for you. Don't worry about the song meeting."

Qingming returned to the room resentfully, lay down on the bed, intending to catch up on sleep before dinner.

After waking up, the big tengu sent her a message, saying that he would not come back at night, and it was already raining outside the house.

After dinner, Yan Jing came to Qingming to study as usual. Since getting Yun Wai Jing, Yan Jing's interest in studying has increased a lot.

Although the focus of learning is talking, I don't know where I have deviated.

"Then if a cat demon and a mermaid have an interracial love affair and get together. They will be blocked by the same race, what will their children be like?" Yan Jing herself didn't know why she closed her eyes. to this topic.

"Whether there is a way for the cat demon and the mermaid to meet and fall in love is aside, I don't think they will have children." Qingming poured a glass of water and refuted Yan Jing's hypothesis.

Can't imagine them wanting sex at all, okay?

"Wait, the point isn't cats and fish at all, it's interracial love! Miss Qingming."

Relying on his breath, Seimei unfolded the juniper fan to cover half of his face, and his exposed eyes were particularly beautiful, "Whether it is a human or a monster, the important thing is not love and marriage, but the reproduction of blood. Human life is too fragile, the more children you have The better. For aristocratic women, as long as they are not married, they can have as many illegitimate children as they want. If you leave Heianjing and go to the village to see..."

Seimei stopped and changed the subject, "For monsters, it doesn't matter. For children..." Qingming smiled, "You can use me as a reference. I am the product of interracial love in your mouth, but it is not typical."

Yan Jing swallowed a bit, and didn't dare to use Qingming as a reference to continue, but she became interested in Qingming's parents' love, and just about to ask, she realized that Qingming's thoughts were not here.

Qingming looked at the rain outside the house, and the big tengu who said he would not come back just triggered the enchantment.Soon, Ootengu entered the house, carrying a baby.

The author has something to say:

* Waka by Murasaki Shikibu.

There is a difference between Mrs. Yue Shu and Yue Shu Ji.I don't know whether to sympathize with the dead Yueshu or Seimei

thanks ice feather