I didn't expect you to be such an onmyoji.

When Yuan Dongshi faintly woke up, she first smelled the faint scent of mustard flowers. She only felt that this scent slowly permeated from her nose into her limbs. As if calmed down, she exhaled a long breath, and slowly opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is not the four-foot screen in her room painted with flying cranes and broken branches, but a gilt Hakata incense burner placed in front of the pillow. There is only a thin wisp of smoke on the incense burner, which brings her extremely That familiar aroma.

The paper talisman with the bone girl written on it was pressed on the foot of the incense burner, and a graceful woman was drawn in the blank space, with bone claws visible on the sleeve.

Yuan Dongshi sighed, took out the paper talisman from under the incense burner, and stuffed it into his arms.

The light outside the house was mostly covered by the curtain in front of the house, and the room was dark and gloomy, but it was not as oppressive as in Ju Xinyi's room before, but it made her feel extremely at ease. She sat up slowly, letting the quilt fall from her shoulders Sliding down, I heard Fox Xiaobai's extremely excited voice from outside the house: "Ah! It's snowing!"

Yuan Dongshi got up, wrapped in several layers of thick single clothes and single clothes, and walked slowly to the front of the house. She opened the curtain with one hand and looked out, but was first dazzled by a burst of light, and she subconsciously closed her eyes. I closed my eyes, and after getting used to the light, I turned my head and saw that the messy yard outside the corridor was covered with a layer of white snow, and the sky was clear, reflecting a layer of bright silver light on the snow.

Xiaobai cheered and jumped down from the corridor, shaking his big tail, fell into the snow and rolled, and then was lifted out of the snow by the auntie with its tail, and hugged him in his arms. It just made a fuss , the tall weeds in the courtyard swayed gently, and the snow covering the leaves slowly slid to the ground, making a barely audible rustling sound.

Ling Nu walked through the corridor with the folded clothes in her hands, saw Yuan Dongshi's half face behind the curtain, and said with a smile: "Miss Dongshi, it snowed this morning, Master Qingming ordered me to prepare a warming bag for you. clothes."

Gentoshi gathered the clothes on her body, and felt a chill. She raised her head and smiled at Ayane, then took the clothes from Ayane's arms, and said, "Qingming also has women's clothes at home..."

The word "?" was stuck in her throat, the corners of her mouth pulled out slightly, and she slowly raised her head to look at Ling Nu, who still had a slight smile on her face, and replied: "Miss Qingming doesn't have women's clothes at home, this It's Seimei-sama's clothes when he was a boy..."

Yuan Dongshi was holding the men's winter suit, and felt that his ears were getting hot.

Ling Nv said: "Don't worry, Miss Dongshi, I have washed it carefully and made incense, but Master Qingming only has the mustard seed incense that he usually uses at home, and Master Qingming said that Miss Dongshi used agarwood mixed with cypress wood Xiang, if Ms. Dongshi doesn't like the smell of mustard seeds, I'll ask someone to buy some of your usual spices..."

Yuan Dongshi lowered his head, coughed a few times, and said, "No need, mustard seed fragrance is quite good, actually I'm not used to using incense either."

When she said this, she heard Ling Nu laughing, she raised her head, Ling Nu smiled and said: "It seems that Master Qingming is right."

Yuan Dongshi felt the blood vessels in the back of her head twitch when she heard Qingming, so she could only smile dryly, "What did Qingming say?"

"Master Seimei..." Ayano smiled, "Tell me about his taste, Miss Dongshi will definitely like it."

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

Seimei's clothes when he was a teenager are the same as now, but the size is a little shorter. It was the first time for Gentoshi to wear hunting clothes, and he was not familiar with them. She doesn't feel cold anymore.

She patted the folds on her clothes, lifted the curtain, and stepped into the corridor.

It was still warm when the snow fell, Xiaobai broke free from Guhuo Niao's arms, and had fun in the snow again, seeing Yuan Dongshi walking on the corridor, cheered and threw a snowball at her, Yuan Dongshi Stretching out his hand to dodge nimbly, the snowball hit the curtain of the other room straight, and then Yuan Dongshi heard Qingming's lazy voice from inside the room: "Xiaobai, there is no fish to eat today. "

Xiaobai let out a scream, shook the snow particles on his body, and quickly jumped from the courtyard to the corridor, and then sneaked into the house through the gap in the curtain. That corner leaked into the room, and lightly sprinkled on the onmyoji in the room leaning on the table and pointing at the forehead.

There is still the faint scent of mustard seeds in the room. There are a pile of books and a gold-plated Hakata incense burner on the table. The misty smoke above the incense burner is entangled in front of Qingming. From the perspective of Yuan Dongshi, he can only see his long hair clearly. Long eyebrows, and a straight nose, he is wearing a white safari suit with Korean Nahu-colored unlined clothing, and he wears white brown straight through, which is somewhat similar to Yuan Dongshi's body.

For a while, Yuan Dongshi felt a slight heat in his ears.

The snow particles on Xiaobai's body turned into snow water after entering the house, leaving little traces on the dry tatami mats. It jumped to Qingming's side and mourned, "Master Qingming, Xiaobai didn't do it on purpose."

Qingming still closed his eyes, and said softly: "Oh?"

"I just want to play with Persimmon."

Qingming slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yuan Dongshi standing in front of the house, then looked at Xiaobai who was looking at him pitifully, stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiaobai's head, Xiaobai thought that today's fish was lost again , opened his eyes wide, but saw Qingming smiled and said: "There are no fish today."

noob:"……"

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

Even a fox can't escape being teased, Yuan Dongshi feels that Qingming is really enough.

In desperation, Xiaobai slipped out to play in the snow and chat to masturbate.

Yuan Dongshi entered the room and sat in front of Qingming. The smoke from the incense burner billowed in front of the two of them, and the faint sweet fragrance filled her nose. Speaking, Yuan Dongshi was a little annoyed by his look, and wanted to pull the screen across in front of them, so he had to lower his head and read the scroll on the desk.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but it’s even more annoying if you look at it.

A few large characters on the side of the scroll, the second volume of Tsuchimikado Monogatari.

Qingming laughed lowly, and said: "Not long after, the second volume of "The Tale of Tuyumen" came out. It seems that Di Shangshi is very motivated."

Yuan Dongshi had no expression on his face: "Did you watch this early in the morning?"

She thought Qingming was having a headache again because of the memorial about Tachibana Xinyi.

"I planned to deal with the paperwork after reading one chapter, but this "The Tale of Tsuchimikado" is so exciting that I couldn't bear it, so I read the entire second volume." Seimei smiled, "This second part Ah, before the onmyoji's injury healed, Miss Saga Persimmon was taken away by a monster. Onmyoji dragged his wounded body deep into the mountains to look for Miss Saga Persimmon. Look at this sentence, 'Miss Saga has only been away for two hours. Onmyoji felt that the reeds of Nambatsu, which had attracted him so much before, had become so boring. He remembered the maple leaves dyed red by autumn frost in Kaga in late autumn last year, and felt that if he could see all the beautiful scenery in the world, he would be alone again No problem, but ever since Ms. Saga appeared, he has been thinking of Ms. Saga's beautiful eyes, which are more beautiful than thousands of beautiful scenery, and he also just wants to enjoy this fascinating beauty alone', it seems that this Onmyoji , has already moved in love..."

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

Qingming smiled, and said, "Miss Persimmon is fine."

"It's okay." Yuan Dongshi said dryly, and it occurred to her that Qingming was probably asking her if she was okay after last night.

The night before, she had allowed the bone girl to kill Ju Xinyi, and for a moment she didn't know whether it was right or wrong. When she was suffering, Qingming told her that what she did was right.

In fact, what she wants to seek is nothing more than a recognition. Even though Ju Xinyi deserves to be hacked into pieces, she is still a human being after all. She is not happy if she asks the bone girl to kill Ju Xinyi. Qingming's words are like a life-saving The straw lifted her self-blaming deep sea to the surface again.

She clenched her cuffs tightly, and in addition to the mustard smell, she also smelled the fresh and stale smell of hunting clothes after being starched and washed several times.

She raised her head and looked at Qingming, Qingming was also looking at her with a smile, she opened her mouth, wanting to thank her, but Qingming had already opened her mouth and said, "It suits you very well."

She blinked: "Huh?"

"Clothes." Qingming also followed her example and blinked her eyes, but this action was done by him, which only made people feel that he had thought of some terrible idea again.

However, Yuan Dongshi didn't think about anything else at this time, she only felt Qingming's whole body smelling like Qingming gently embraced her in his arms last night, and said softly in her ear: " You are right."

At that time, just at this moment, I was filled with the mustard flower fragrance.

She clenched the other sleeve tightly.

Her complexion remained unchanged, she looked directly at Qingming, and her ears became hotter and hotter, as if no matter how heavy the snow fell, it could be completely melted by her burning heart at the moment.

Qingming had a smile in his eyes, held a bat fan in his hand, and gently clasped the case table, the soft sounds were like a naughty kitten stretching out its paws, making people feel itchy, and Yuan Dongshi didn't realize that he had screened himself Holding her breath, even forgetting to blink her eyes, Qingming smiled, stretched out her hand, and lightly tapped the bat fan in her hand on the top of her head.

She groaned, frowned, covered her headache with one hand, and snatched the bat fan, the crime tool, from Qingming's hand.

Qingming, whose tools were confiscated, smiled, and was about to say something when he heard Kagura's voice from outside the house: "Qingming, the black-faced uncle is here."

Yuan Dongshi twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Who is the black-faced uncle?"

Qingming smiled and said, "Miss Persimmon, who do you think has the darkest face among the people you know?"

Yuan Dongshi replied without hesitation: "Men Raimitsu."

Qingming nodded, then brushed off the hem of his clothes, stood up, and said, "I'll see Laiguang first, and Miss Persimmon can take a rest here." He paused, then smiled, "If you're bored, you can watch Read "The Tale of Tsuchimikado."

Yuan Dongshi had a cold face: "Oh, you go quickly."

With a smile on his lips, Qingming was about to lift the curtain to go out, when Yuan Dongshi suddenly stopped him again: "Qingming."

He turned his head to look at Yuan Dongshi. At this time, he was against the light and his face was blurred, but Yuan Dongshi felt as if he could see his upturned eyes looking back at her with a smile. Qingming had always been She smiled like this, but she discovered for the first time that the smile he smiled at her was actually different from the smile he smiled at other people.

She stood up and walked towards Qingming slowly. Qingming's face became clearer in her line of sight little by little. As she expected, the upturned corners of her eyes were not as playful and cunning as before, but full of A tenderness she had never felt before.

She felt something start to throb in her chest, making her a little uneasy.

She thought for a while, then stuffed the bat fan into Qingming's arms, and said "here" briefly.

Qingming lowered her head, smiled even wider, and said softly, "Thank you, Miss Persimmon."

"Ah..." She opened her mouth, but found that her voice seemed to have changed, so she coughed twice and waved her hand, "We are all big brothers, so thank you."

Qingming chuckled, and tapped her head again with the bat fan. Before she could react, she lifted the curtain and stepped outside.

The curtains slowly fell, and the room was dark again.

Yuan Dongshi rubbed his forehead in bewilderment, then felt that she should have hit Qingming just now, and jumped up to hit Qingming.

She sat back in front of the desk again. At this time, the spices in the gold-plated Hakata furnace seemed to have been burned out, and there were only strands of residual fragrance. I moved here.

Di Shangshi's handwriting is beautiful and elegant, which makes people feel very happy just looking at it.

On the last page, Kiyotomo, an onmyoji, was lying in the reeds of Nambatsu. His leg was injured and he could not travel far. The girl Saga Kaki went to a nearby village to find medicine for him and had been away for two hours.The sun in spring is deep gold in the evening. He squinted his eyes and watched the sun sink, and watched the sun coat the reeds in Namba Tsu with that layer of gold. He hummed "Song of Namba Tsu" softly.

Namba,

Ashamed snow plum,

In winter, the clouds are lightly fragrant and the water is quiet.

Yesterday and this spring Mandu Jinwei,

Clusters of this flower back.

This waka was a waka that people in the Heian Dynasty practiced every day after learning to write. At this time, he was humming in the late spring evening sunshine, but he felt full of heart palpitations that he hadn't felt in a long time.

Miss Saga had only been away for two hours, and he felt that the reeds in Namba, which had attracted him so much before, had become so boring. He thought of the maple leaves dyed red by autumn frost in Kaga in late autumn last year, and thought that if he could see There are so many beautiful places in the world, so it doesn't matter if you are alone, but since Miss Saga appeared, he thinks that Miss Saga's beautiful eyes are more beautiful than thousands of beautiful scenery, and he just wants to enjoy this intoxicating beauty alone.

After humming, he smiled and said, "Qingyou, you must be tempted."

Yuan Dongshi lay on the desk, leaned on his elbow, listened to his heartbeat, and pulled the corner of his mouth, the stiff arc gradually became soft again, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

"Yuandongshi, you must be tempted."