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

In late spring and March, there is neither the chilly chill of early spring nor the annoying scorching heat of midsummer, but it is the short flowering period of Someiyoshino cherry blossoms. Sagano outside Kyoto is covered in a gorgeous crimson. The mountains are ups and downs, and amidst the tranquility and beauty, there is a forceful aura like waves.

Most of the aristocrats in Beijing brought their families and dozens of servants here for an outing on holidays. After leaving the Moon Forest, they walked slowly along the stone path, and the clogs sounded crisply on the smooth stones. Between the old Saga Imperial Palace, if it is a sunny day, the warm wind blows, and there are many fallen leaves, reflecting the blue sky, which is very comfortable to watch.If it rains continuously in spring, wet the cherry petals on the branches, look sluggish, but with the beauty of sorrow, that is the sad and beautiful scene in the song of Ono Komachi.

Saga Persimmon, who was born in the mountains, is not like a noble woman who stays on the screen all year round and can only look at the narrow sky. For her, seeing such beautiful scenery has become commonplace. After playing around for a while, I got a little tired, walked under a cherry tree, and loosened the unlined clothes on my body.

Qingyou was walking in front, but for some reason, as if he had eyes behind his back, he immediately noticed that Saga Persimmon was slacking off, stopped and turned his head, and at a glance saw Saga who was taking off his unlined clothes to his shoulders persimmon.

Saga Persimmon is wearing a very red single dress with a pattern of oak sorrel today, which is a bit darker than the Somei Yoshino Sakura on top of her head. On the bright red clothes, the beauty is grand.

She seldom dresses up like this, but when she sees more of her breezy undershirt, and occasionally sees her dressed so formally, she is even more amazed.

Qingyou watched her leaning against the cherry blossom tree for a long time, until she smiled and said, "Why are you so dazed?" His tone was light and delicate, with a touch of coquettishness.

Qingyou came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head, she always made him feel that he likes her more at this moment than at the last moment.An onmyoji who wanders the world for the beauty of the world, unexpectedly feels that the beauty of the four seasons in Sagano is not as good as a woman's day.

He lowered his head and smiled and touched his nose, only to feel that he had lived a narrow life before.

He walked slowly in front of Saga Persimmon, holding the collar of her single shirt that was loose on her shoulders with both hands, gathered it up, and said softly: "Dress well."

Saga Persimmon blinked playfully, with the corners of his eyes turned up like a fox: "We don't wear clothes like this over there."

"Oh?" Qingyou raised his eyebrows, "How do you wear your clothes?"

The smile on Saga Persimmon's face deepened, she grabbed the front of her shirt with both hands, and threw it over Qingyou's head. Before Qingyou could react, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

The single clothes covering the tops of the two people also covered the gorgeous spring scenery, and only some light could be faintly revealed, which was enough for the two people who were very close to see each other's face clearly.Qingyou's face was still a little surprised, and Persimmon's face was full of sly smiles, she stretched out her tongue to pry Qingyou's lips open, licked his lips, and let out a muffled laugh from her nose.

"That's how you wear it." Persimmon narrowed his eyes and smiled.

She put her hands on Qingyou's shoulders, and was about to put her heels back on the ground, but Qingyou suddenly reached out to wrap her waist tightly.

Persimmon blinked and said, "Qingyou?"

"Then, what about after getting dressed?" Qingyou whispered, he lowered his head, buried it between Persimmon's neck, and said sullenly, "Will you teach me?"

Saga Persimmon didn't expect this person to be so capable, so he was stunned and unable to answer, Qingyou said with a smile: "Let me talk about how you and we wear clothes here?"

Persimmon laughed forcefully: "Then let's get dressed...hahahahaha..."

Qingyou narrowed his eyes: "I'm here to teach you."

"Qingyou? Qing...you... you are... taking off..."

Saga Persimmon is no longer able to teach Qingyou "theirs" how to wear clothes.

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Yuan Dongshi sat on the porch, the spring light was warm, and it only made people feel the warmth when it sprinkled on her body, but for her, it didn't feel anything.

The weeds in the courtyard that had been sluggish all winter came back to life in spring, reflecting a piece of light green. It stands to reason that in such weather, one should take a family trip to Sagano for an outing or play cuju in the courtyard, but Yuandong Persimmon only Sitting on the porch, there was a startled deer in Ren Yuan, reminding that time was slowly passing by, and her eyes became more and more serious.

"Shizi, what book are you reading for you?" Yuan Dongshi said, brows became more and more tangled.

There were two children sitting in front of her, the older one was a girl, in her early ten years old, with front hair, delicate and lovely appearance, with crooked eyes and upturned corners, cunning and cute.The younger one is a boy, about five or six years old. He wears a bun and is even more delicate than a girl. He also has a pair of curved fox eyes, but his eyes are not as lively as a girl's, and he looks very honest.

The girl blinked and said, "I'm reading "The Tale of Tsuchimikado" to Xiuxing."

Yuan Dongshi exhaled, turned over the scroll in front of her, and pointed to the last line "Qingyou's hand reached into the collar of the persimmon". Just seeing this line of words made her hands tremble a little, but she still tried her best to cover it up. He stood down and said blankly, "Shizi, where did you get this book?"

"Uncle Baoxian." The girl Shizi said immediately, "He said I would definitely like it."

"Ah..." Yuan Dongshi sneered, he wasn't lying, you really like it very much. "

Shizi blinked and saw that her mother's face was getting darker. She immediately pretended to cough twice, straightened her back, and sat in a normal posture.

"I didn't learn it from your mother," she thought for a while, but still didn't say it.

It would be bad if I annoyed my mother. My father said that my mother has become more and more difficult to coax over the years. It used to be that only a plate of silk noodle Poria cocos cake can tame the furry little fox, but now her requirements are getting higher and higher. No matter how hard you practice yin and yang, you can't make any "Ma Po Tofu".

The above are the original words of her father, great onmyoji Abe Seimei.

Here, Yuan Dongshi was completely unaware of her eldest daughter's plan, she tapped the mahogany tree by her side with the back of her finger, and said, "Shizi, I can't tell you if you secretly read it yourself, but why did you read it to Xiuxing?" listen."

The boy Xiuxing looked at his elder sister Miko and his mother Yuan Dongshi with a bewildered expression.

"My mother said to let me care more about Xiuxing, and it is best to read stories to him every day."

Yuan Dongshi: "...he is still so young, is it appropriate for you to read this?"

Miko smiled and raised her chin: "The first time I watched "The Tale of Tsuchimikado" was at Hideyuki's age."

Yuan Dongshi didn't know what to say at this time.

The corners of her mouth twitched and she was about to say something when she heard the heavy creaking sound of the old door behind her. Before she could turn around, Shizi who was sitting in front of her jumped up and shouted happily: "Father!" !"

If he didn't look back, Yuan Dongshi already knew that when he opened the courtyard door at this time, Qingming who was walking slowly should be wearing a black belt. Today, there is a wind blowing the streamer behind his tasseled crown, which complements him. Even more so, he has a refined temperament and a chic figure, even if the garden is full of weeds, he can't make him look unrefined.

Yuan Dongshi put his elbows on the mahogany tree and sighed.

At this time, Qingming was slowly walking up the steps, he walked slowly, with a leisurely demeanor, Yuan Dongshi turned his head sideways, and just looked at him, his eyes were smiling, the corners of his eyes were upturned, and there was a slender smile on his face. There are thin and unrecognizable lines, but there is still a slightly playful smile in the eyes. The things changed by the years, in the eyes of Yuan Dongshi, are slightly less than the thin clouds that will disperse in the sky.

He walked up to Yuan Dongshi, saw the scroll in front of her, looked at Shizi who was kneeling upright, and Xiuxing with a bewildered face, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "No. 20 once? "

Yuan Dongshi snorted: "Ah."

"After Di Shangshi got married, he wrote more and more slowly." Qingming sat next to Yuan Dongshi, took the scroll, flipped through a few pages, and said, "You read it first?"

"Oh, not at all." Gentoshi said with a blank expression, "Miss Miko Abe has already read it first, and I have read it for her brother Hideyuki by the way."

Qingming just turned to the last page, squinted his eyes, and looked at Shizi, who tucked his hands into his wide sleeves, and shrank back when he caught Qingming's gaze.

"Ah." Qingming sighed softly, "It really makes me very sad."

Shizi swallowed her saliva.

Qingming asked the scroll to be put back on the ground, and said: "Senior brother actually gave the truth first, and didn't give it to me first."

Shizi: "..."

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

Qingming sighed again: "Shizi even kept it privately, it should be punished, and even read it to Xiuxing, it should be punished even more, so let's go to the senior brother to help him clean up the house for a month."

As soon as he finished speaking, both Shizi and Xiuxing raised their heads suddenly. Shizi looked at him pitifully, seeing that he was unmoved, she looked at Yuan Dongshi again, Xiuxing even blinked her eyes, and around the eye sockets They all turned red: "My lord father... Please let my sister go..."

Yuan Dongshi looked at Qingming, Qingming leaned back on the porch pillar, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at the pitiful expressions of the siblings, then turned his head slightly to look at Yuan Dongshi: "Ma'am, you also want to be true Do you beg for mercy?"

Yuan Dongshi coughed twice, and said: "Cleaning up Lord Baoxian's house for a month is too cruel for a ten-year-old child like Shizi, why not let her learn the piano for a month at Songfu's place, To hone and hone the mind."

Shizi: "..."

Qingming nodded: "That's fine."

Shizi suddenly turned her head to look at Qingming: "Father! Please take me to Uncle Baoxian immediately!"

Yuan Dongshi smiled: "Songfu's piano skills are outstanding, it would be great to have him teach him."

Qingming smiled: "Do you want to give him some gifts?"

Shizi: "??? Father??? Mother???"

Yuan Dongshi smiled and shook his head: "If someone learns the piano, it is the best gift for him."

Qingming smiled and nodded: "It's wonderful to save a sum of gift money to repair the gate of the courtyard."

Shizi: "??? Meow???"

This door has not been repaired for more than ten years, Father, are you kidding me? ? ?

After sending Shizi and Xiuxing to the Yaoqin teacher to learn piano, Yuan Dongshi finally opened "Tuyumen Story" openly and honestly.After Onmyoji Qingyou expressed his love to Saga Persimmon, Di Shangshi, who served in the imperial court for several years, also married Major General Zuo Jinwei.

Well, that kind of car.

When Yuan Dongshi saw the car for the first time, she collapsed.

If the heroine sitting in the passenger seat was not named Persimmon, she would be very happy to hear about it, but after reading a lot, she finds it tolerable, not to mention that in the Heian era when entertainment was extremely scarce, such reading materials were also very rare. It is rare.

And Qingming is also willing to watch with her.

"This time it's in Sagano." Seimei turned a few pages and said, "Speaking of which, it should be the flowering season of Someiyoshino cherry blossoms now, and Sagano is now in full bloom."

Yuan Dongshi turned the last page, clicked his tongue and said: "Sagano often has public officials to go outing, Qingyou and Miss Saga are really indecent."

Qingming looked at her sideways, but smiled and said nothing.

Sensing his gaze, Yuan Dongshi coughed twice and threw the scroll aside.

Ling Nv went up on her knees, brought a cup of wine, and poured Qingming and Yuandong persimmons. Qingming held the wine glass and looked out of the corridor. There were no expensive crops planted in this courtyard, but he could feel the verdant greenness in his eyes. Strong spring.A smile curled up on his lips, and he said, "Why don't you go for an outing in Sagano tomorrow."

Yuan Dongshi lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, without raising his head: "Tomorrow you have to go to Yinyang Liao Yingmao, Lord Yinyangtou."

Qingming laughed, and said: "Tomorrow, I will violate the taboo."

Yuan Dongshi raised his head and said, "If you are guilty of things, you still..." She was stuck in the middle of her sentence, because he saw Qingming smiling at her, with the corners of her eyes crooked like a fox.

She blushed, coughed a few more times, and lowered her head.

If possible, she would like to visit Di Shangshi who has let herself go, and ask her not to drive once in a while.

Kidney damage.