Beauty is destined

It stands to reason that oirans are not allowed to go out in the corridor at will, but the owner behind this Ziyuan is not an ordinary person, so the oirans of this store naturally have other uses.

Qiu Nai walked out of the room where the boss was, but was swept away by the steamy wind that hit her face.

This is Ziyuan's backyard, but there are Bianhua flowers planted in the yard. The bright red petals are almost transparent by the rain, exuding a kind of yin that is exactly the same as that of the boss.

Qiu Nai gathered her skirts, propped up the umbrella sent by the Akashi family's Erlang Yucao, and got into a simple but elegant ox cart through the back door... The wheels rolled slowly.

"You actually want to get rid of the old man! Do you want to invite the onmyoji behind my back!" Tengu came out from nowhere, and was staring at her and questioning the teacher.

"Huh? How did you keep up?" She poked his forehead lightly with the juniper fan in her hand, without any embarrassment of being caught, "I just went to an appointment, if you like to follow, it's okay , However, be careful not to reveal the evil spirit and be noticed by the Onmyoji."

"Hmph, let me tell you!" He crossed his arms and flapped his wings angrily, "You are my servant, how could you go out without my permission!"

Qiu Nai opened the juniper fan to block in front of her, and said cunningly: "Since I brought you with me, it doesn't count as going out privately, right?"

Tengu was even more unhappy, but he didn't know whether this feeling was because the servant didn't value him as a master, or because of something else.

The rain washed against the bullock cart and made a soft sound, and the brass bells hanging on the roof of the shed were like beautiful music.

Qiu Nai looked again at the piece of paper that invited her to the appointment. The sharp edge of the writing was like a knife's edge. It was obviously written by a decisive person, but there was something in the words that meant to be decisive. Presumably there was something in his heart. There is nothing that can't be decided, and the appointment this time will definitely not be that simple.

When we arrived at Kiyomizu Temple, the agreed place, Tengu showed an irritable expression, "No, I can't get in here."

Qiu Nai smiled and pulled his wings, "Then you wait for me in the car, don't worry, I will be back soon."

Tengu snorted twice, turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Qiu Nai motioned to the coachman, but the coachman pressed the bamboo hat on his head deeper and nodded at her.

She turned around and walked into the temple as if nothing had happened, but she was amused in her heart, the driver's hidden head and tail were exactly the same as Ziyuan's boss, if he was not sent by the boss to supervise her, she still wouldn't believe it.

With footsteps, he walked through the corridor of Kiyomizu Temple. Not long after, he saw a dark blue long-haired samurai standing in front of a room holding a knife.

Qiu Nai sighed, "Originally, I received the invitation from the samurai and went there with enthusiasm, but judging by the situation, this note is not from your original intention."

Minamoto Raihisa had a troubled look on his face, and the samurai who had always been loyal to the Minister of the Left bowed his head to her, obviously acknowledging her words and regretting his actions.

The look of regret on her face became stronger, "My lord who is silently enduring his emotions is even more pitiful. You are like a plum blossom in winter, blooming in full bloom, but even if you are not afraid of the wind and snow, you will be lonely if you bloom alone. We need more flower appreciators."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves with one hand and handed the juniper fan to him with the other.

"Forget it today, but I still look forward to the day when you meet me out of your own will. Let this be a token."

Minamoto Raiku hesitated for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but glanced at the door behind him, and finally took the cypress fan, but because he was clumsy in words, he opened his mouth, and finally didn't say a word, just stretched out his hand He reached into his arms, took out a folded piece of Ziyuan paper, and handed it to her respectfully.

Qiu Nai's eyes showed surprise, and she held the aster paper with her orchid finger and put it on her nose to sniff gently, but her eyes stared at him without blinking, just like those noblemen who seduce women, and Minamoto Laijiu But under such a fiery gaze, he dodged his eyes.

"This is not a haiku written by the samurai, is it?"

His ears turned red silently.

When she passed him by, the incense on her body seemed to entangle him, staying on his clothes for a long time, refusing to dissipate.

"Squeak—"

The paper door was pulled open, and there was indeed a noble person waiting for her inside the door.

Qiu Nai knelt aside with a calm face, no matter in etiquette or appearance, she was not inferior to the distinguished Ji Jun.

Even this nobleman couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Master Yizi lives up to his reputation, no wonder I spent a lot of money and delivered letters repeatedly but still can't impress you."

Qiu Nai pulled out another juniper fan from her sleeve to cover her face, with a smile in her eyes, "It is my loss that I have never met you, my lord. It is also elegant to meet you in this way."

"Indeed, meeting a beautiful woman in the rain is quite comforting."

The two exchanged polite greetings back and forth, but the one who wanted something from Qiu Nai couldn't help but speak——

"Master Yizi, I heard that you are on good terms with Erlang Yucao, the right minister's family."

Qiu Nai lowered her eyes slightly, and said in a mournful voice, "My lord... the story of me and his brother must have spread all over the capital, and I don't want to mention this kind of thing again."

The man paused, sighed for a while, and couldn't help but probed: "Master Yizi is a smart man, you must have guessed my identity, I just ask-" He took a sip of tea slowly, like It is expected that she will not refuse, "Does Yizi Taifu want to be trapped in the veranda for the rest of his life?"

Qiu Nai let out a long sigh, looked far away, and recited a waka in response to the occasion.

In this era, beautiful and talented women with withered backgrounds are more likely to attract pity, and these high-ranking dignitaries can relax their vigilance because of their love, especially when negotiating, and they can achieve unexpected results.

Besides, the biggest wealth in the hand of an oiran in the veranda is his connections, otherwise he would not use Minamoto Laijiu to ask her out. She guessed that this elderly nobleman was none other than the left minister whom Minamoto Laijiu served wholeheartedly. .

"...I think Yizi Taifu will not refuse my bargaining chip," Minister Zuo smiled lightly, and his usually majestic face softened a lot.

Although politics is a pool of muddy water, why can't she go in and get involved and make it even more chaotic?

Qiu Nai reached out and brushed the broken hair beside her ear, showing a gentle smile... Besides, this is what the boss needs, isn't it?

Qiu Nai, who felt more and more interesting in this world, lowered her head again, as if offering meekness in front of the man, "My little girl has always admired your demeanor, my lord, and it is my wish to be able to do a little bit for you."

She looked at him again, her slightly upturned eyes were full of admiration, "My lord is a giant, you have lofty aspirations, and one day it will come true."

Her words had penetrated into his heart, and Minister Zuo couldn't help but raised his head and burst out laughing.

"...In that case, then I might as well provide Taifu Yizi with news that Prince Atsuhito will come to Kiyomizu Temple today, and you can meet His Highness at Otowa no Taki." He once again showed his superior look, as if he was close to the current emperor. My younger brother didn't take it seriously either, "Prince Dunren has always been weaker than the king, if the Taifu makes a move, it will definitely make me and you get what you want."

His ambition has been exposed too much, it is shocking. He mentioned that the nobles are rude, and that Prince Atsuhito is weaker than the emperor, easy to control, and let Qiu Nai deliberately seduce the prince who has become a monk... This is simply a one-man effort. To overthrow the world, no, it is possible that he asked Qiu Nai to tie the needle between Erlang Yucao Si of the right minister's family and him, just for this purpose.

It's frightening to think about it carefully, but if Qiu Nai is really terrified by this matter, then it's not the go-between who was selected by Minister Zuo after careful investigation.

But, will all this really come according to his plan?

Qiu Nai hooked the corners of her lips, how could she not make good use of such a big opportunity in front of her, and have fun with it?

Who says women have no ambitions?

The icy blue in her eyes gradually deepened, like the sea under the night, the dim waves beat against the starlight, and all the brilliance shattered into starbursts in her eyes.

Akina raised her juniper fan and covered her eyes.

The rain was beating against the umbrella surface, and Akina stroked the slightly red umbrella handle in her hand. She felt that the color was a bit like that Akashi's hair. She had traveled through the book and still met people she had seen before. What is wrong with this?

Now that there are already monsters, no matter how many strange things happen, it will not be a problem.

The clogs stepped on the wooden bridge full of water, and every step I took was like the sound of bubbles bursting suddenly—full and round.

She walked to a gazebo in Otowa no Taki, which happened to shelter from the rain, and the scenery here was even better, facing the waterfall, surrounded by spring cherry blossoms and green leaves, and also the mist rising due to the rain. The half-covered and half-exposed appearance, still holding the pipa, is no different from a fairyland on earth.

Qiu Nai put the umbrella aside, rolled up her sleeves, leaned on the railing, and was about to climb the cherry blossoms that were very close to the pavilion. Most of her body leaned out of the pavilion, her arms and fingertips were covered with beads of rainwater, Rolling, burrowing into her sleeve, and finally hooking a branch, but hearing the sound of the flute, the movement of the hand couldn't help but pause, and the branch of cherry blossoms bounced again because of the tenacity of the branch. When she went back, Qiu Nai was splashed with cherry petals and dew all over her face.

The sound of the flute also stopped hastily, and Qiu Nai turned her head to look, only to see a gentle and beautiful monk with purple hair putting down the flute in his hand, smiling apologetically at her, presumably he thought it was because he could not help playing the flute It was Yin Yingjing that caused her miss.

Qiu Nai stared at his long hair for a while, showing a smile even more beautiful than Haruka, and because of the cherry blossom dew just now, two cherry blossoms were stained on the corners of her eyes and forehead, which made her face more delicate and more beautiful. Mei also became more beautiful, as if she was the legendary female monster who was born under the peach blossom tree.

She raised her hand as a "please" gesture to him, Yongquan lowered his eyebrows and eyes, as if he wanted to adhere to the rule of "see no evil", but his blushing face proved that his mind was not calm.

The melodious and clear sound of the flute seemed to describe the scenery and the beauties of the people here one by one, but the music revealed too much of his ignorant mood.

Qiu Nai took out a pen and ink from the pouch she was wearing around her waist, and took out a piece of blue ink tea paper, and wrote a waka. She pressed the cherry blossom branches she had picked with great difficulty on it, and took up the umbrella and left the gazebo.

But she didn't leave, she just stood on a rockery not far away, watching Yongquan take the note from the pavilion, and after reading the content, she walked in a hurry, and then breathed a sigh of relief.