[Comprehensive + Onmyoji] Quiet Window Lamp Moon Bright

The sun is slightly drunk, and the spring cherry blossoms are like snow.Yan Jing looked up at Gu Ying, insisting that her mood at this time was as cold as "the north wind blows, and the snowflakes float".

The sun is shining and the cherry blossoms are beautiful.But it can't change that she is in the pond under the tree.

At first, she was actually afraid of water.Because she fell into the sea and couldn't go home. When she was 11 years old, she saw her home across the coast but couldn't go back because of the 40 years.

Later she was not afraid, because she saved a child in the water.

But today she was a little scared again, the malice from the shore across the water.There was a pretty girl and a young boy on the shore, and the girl taught the boy how to write.

Like malice from the universe, she was pushed into the water by those two children.

Like, is this a horror movie?

After the two children killed each other, they actually stayed at the scene of the murder and staged the scene of sisters, friends and brothers respecting each other. What kind of psychological quality is this.

I seem to have lived a fake life for 14 years.

Yan Jing, unable to move, complained in pain.

After the little boy walked away with what he had written, the older girl got Yan Jing out of the water...and then kicked Yan Jing down again.

So little sister, are you here to make up for this kick again because you didn't push me into the water with your own hands? ?I thought it was too sweet to be saved.

But in the end, Yan Jing was rescued.After the little girl left, someone rescued her and sent her to a room.

After everyone left, Yan Jing lifted off the blouse covering her body and came to the dressing table. Even though the visibility of the bronze mirror was not very high, she could still tell that it was her own face.

Yan Jing raised her eyebrows imitating the way of peace, and rested her chin with her hands. Is it an illusion?

That's the same as what she and Yanhime analyzed, the opponent has a teammate who is very good at illusion.

That afternoon, she and Yanji sat at the tea stand, and watched Kawannv through Yunwaijing for two hours, and finally waited until Dieji came back with news.

Soldiers are precious and fast, and after a few sticks of incense at the time of the devil, they go to steal people.

Of course Die Ji and Yan Ji went, and Yan Jing was sent home.

So, was he assassinated on the way home?But how did you expose yourself?

After thinking about it for a long time, there was no result, so I had no choice but to lie back on the bed obediently and wait and see what happened.

When the morning light of the second day pierced through the gaps in the clouds and slanted across the world like a curtain of light, Yan Jing was already so hungry that her belly was pressed against her back.

People in the Heian period ate only two meals, one at ten o'clock in the morning and the other at four o'clock in the afternoon, and they didn't wait until later.

But Miss Qingming never pays attention to this point. People always want to eat when they are free, and so do monsters, so they often get together to make a tooth festival.

But not here!Yesterday, Yan Jing was so sleepy that she missed her meal, but now she has to wait until ten o'clock to eat.

Tired and not in love, this illusion?Can't you be friendlier?

Although I was too hungry to move, I suddenly thought that there must be some clues in the house!Then he slowly got up and turned over the dowry.

Generally speaking, women in this era like to put some privacy such as letters here.

But no, I was afraid that too much noise would attract people and cause more trouble, so I just flipped through it briefly.

As a result, no clues were found, and things really weren't that easy.

Then enable option 2 - cliché.

According to the routine of time travel novels, first of all, when you wake up, there will be a little girl beside your bed, crying and saying, "Miss, you finally woke up, otherwise what will XX do?"

Then all kinds of things, the little girl will tell you all the details without a few words.

In fact, while reading the book, Yan Jing thought badly, if this girl lied to you.

But now, she sincerely hoped that such a naive girl would appear by her side.Sure enough, even Lady Luck couldn't see her.

Wait, maybe it was her "rebellious" idea that offended the God of time travel.

Yan Jing scooped up a spoonful of water and rice, thinking happily along with a mouthful of pickled and dried melon.What a pity, I was hungry for two meals, and in the end all I got was a small bowl of ochazuke and two melons about the size of a woman's index finger.

To be honest, this kind of appetite will only make you more hungry.Because the two women who delivered the meal were present, Yan Jing could only eat in small bites.

When you can't get the words, talk less, do less, listen more and watch more.Sure enough, halfway through eating, I saw a woman covering half of her face with a cypress fan with gold leaves and green pine, saying, "Yesterday, the eldest son provoked the adults again, and was almost beaten to death."

Yan Jing raised her head to look at the woman's room indiscriminately, then lowered her head to eat, but still listened to what they had to say.

With a sound of swishing, the other female room also opened the fan and said, "I heard that the eldest son wrote something to make you angry."

What did she write, Yan Jing couldn't help but think of the picture of her sister teaching her younger brother to write yesterday.The corner of her eye twitched, it couldn't really be what she thought.

Fortunately, she thought for a moment that she was beaten half to death because she almost killed her, which hurt her feelings.

As if her life was not her life.

Yan Jing felt uncomfortable for a while, and quickly adjusted back. Now is not the time to let her emotions develop freely, and she must get some useful news no matter what!

For example, "My lord, what did you write?" Yan Jing asked.

Hearing the words, the two ladies shook their heads and replied, "We don't know the inside story."

Yan Jing sighed in her heart, it was really not easy, she finished her meal obediently, returned to the bed and continued to lie down.

She is a sick person now, but she survived after being submerged in the water for so long yesterday, and she can still think about so many things... Sure enough, it must be an illusion.

Seeing that she wanted to rest again, the female room added a spring plum fragrance to the fire.

Afterwards, he touched the ground with his fingertips, bowed down and saluted, and said, "I hope you recover soon, Mr. Lunzi Ji."

It turns out that her current identity is called Lunzi!

Finally know something useful.

In the next few days, these two female concubines also came to bring her meals, and they would chat with her a few words every day, which belonged to gossip about this family or this region.

Although there are not many and the things are very broken, for Yan Jing, the only information network at present is very precious.

At this time, the spring is just right, the wind and the sun are beautiful.I think my body should be better too.After eating, I proposed to go to the courtyard to bask in the sun for a while.

The two ladies accompanied her to the courtyard, where there was a clear stream of water, a few clusters of hibiscus blooming just right, and a gust of warm wind blowing through, Yan Jing, who had been stuffy for several days, felt that her bones were loose.

Yan Jing, who was holding a set of information, also wanted to exercise her muscles and bones. The two women followed behind, walked across the bridge, and came to the tree hibiscus. Yan Jing gently stroked the delicate petals of the tree hibiscus with her hands, but she thought Thinking about how to start the conversation, after thinking for a while, he said, "Flowers disappear like snow, and the colors are still bright."

Thank you Kazuko, thank you Yanji.

The female room also laughed and said, "What Ji Jun said is true."

"I don't know where the flowers bloom the most in the mansion?" Yan Jingzhuang said unintentionally, but if the topic continues, it will soon start from the flowers in the mansion to the people in the mansion.

The younger female room said lively, "It is the tea flower in Jiezi Jijun's house." As soon as the words fell, another female room stabbed her.

Wait, Setsuko?Wouldn't it be the one she thought of?

The author has something to say:

small theater

Yan Jing: I'm so tired. Miss Qingming's place is where you love each other, and my side can be seen as a Shura field at a glance.

Ah Qing: Anyway, you have to be worthy of your name in the supporting role column!

Yan Jing: This tone is like, are you worthy of your parents?

Ah Qing: ...

thanks ice feather