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Chapter 203 203
Yan Rong's strength is great, and Yuna is not his opponent at all in terms of tug-of-war.After struggling for less than a minute, Yan Rong lifted her up easily and carried her directly back to the room.
"Mr. Yanrong, don't be so angry..."
With a plop, Yan Rong let go of her and dropped her, and sat down in the Japanese room.The slight pain caused her to rub her ankle.When she narrowed her eyes, she looked up and saw Yan Rong closing the door, striding towards her with a questioning face.
...Mr. Yan Rong, your room is also a bit short.
If you walk with your waist bent all the time, you will lose your momentum first!
Yan Rong leaned in front of her with a fierce face.He and Yuna were so close that the tips of their noses were almost brought together, so she could feel that Fu Sangshen in front of her was in an angry state.
"The new captain is handsome, right? Huh?" He gritted his teeth and asked.
"The new captain..." Yuna frowned, recalling the captain's name seriously.
——Ah, that handsome and likable long-haired Fu Sangshen, who is shining all over her body, looks like she's showing off on stage...what's her name?Hijikata Toshizo's saber...cum...cum...what...
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It was a very complicated name. When she was nervous, she even forgot this important name for a short time. She only remembered that Horikawa Kunihiro, who was on the same team, enthusiastically called him "Ken-san".
Therefore, Yuna also used this title.
"What do you mean, Mr. Jian? He is indeed a good captain, but he and I didn't..." - didn't talk much.
Who knows, this simple sentence touched Yan Rong's anger.
"Huh?! 'Mr. Jian'?! This title?!" Yan Rong raised his eyebrows high, and shook her shoulders as he held her shoulders, looking unhappy, "It's just the first time I've played, and I've already Is he so intimate! You have never seen him before! He is a junior from the end of the Tokugawa period!...Damn it, you don't even call me that..."
Yuna: ...
That's because she couldn't remember the captain's full name! !
The captain's full name seems to be Izumi Mori Kanesada, right?But there is also a Dahe Shou'an in the team, all peace, all Shou, and all Ding. Of course, she, an old knife who has been separated for hundreds of years, can't remember clearly!
Besides, Mr. Yan Rong's name is so simple, there is no need for an abbreviation, okay?
Yuna was dazzled by Yan Rong, in order to stop his anger, she quickly reached out and touched Yan Rong's prickly head, comfortingly said: "I haven't spoken to him, don't worry, Mr. Yan Rong .”
Yan Rong probably didn't believe her words at all, still gritted his teeth like that.He ground his teeth for a while, as if he had made a decision, he pressed her to the ground fiercely, and then kissed her ferociously.
"It's so intimate, it's hateful..." He was still muttering this sentence in the gap between kisses.
The tongue came in violently and swept it indiscriminately; the teeth rubbed back and forth, almost biting the tip of her tongue.After kissing quite savagely for a while, his hands became restless again.
"Riguang, this time I asked others for advice on purpose." He curled his lips and smiled viciously, "I
Already know what to do next! "
"...Huh?" Yuna's eyes were confused, "What... ask for advice? To whom...?"
"Smiling Qingjiang, do you know him?" Yan Rong looked very confident, and stretched out his hand to untie the loose collar, revealing his broad shoulders and neck, solid and beautiful muscle lines, "Qingjiang is a very interesting person Oh! Hahahaha..."
Although Yuna didn't know Fu Sangshen named "Smiling Qingjiang", she secretly felt something bad in her heart.
This, wouldn't it be to join hands to make mistakes together?However, if Mr. Yan Rong is allowed to become Hai's sister now, according to Mr. Yan Rong's habits and personality, it is difficult to leave various evidences on him.When the time comes, the candlestick cuts to see, then the matter will be over, the backyard of her house exploded on the spot, and the front and rear tires burst and leaked at the same time...! !
"No...no way." She became cautious, and said in a low voice, "Next time, Mr. Yanrong." Then, little by little, sneakily, she moved back.
"Huh? What are you kidding?" Yan Rong stood in front of her, enveloping her with a shadow, directly preventing the possibility of her escaping, "Next time? Waiting for you to become related to Izumi Mori Kanesada Better next time?"
"...There is no such thing! Mr. Yanrong is thinking about something weird..."
Although she had the slightest thought of running away, Yan Rong suddenly grabbed her ankle and pulled her back to a position an inch in front of her.That hand was so strong that Yuna had no doubt that the ankle pinched by him might have turned red.
"Don't try to escape." He snorted and licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.
Immediately, his body fell down, and the light dimmed.
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After a long time, Yuna began to think about a question: how to explain these strange marks on her body to her elders?Just the pinch marks on those fingers are enough to be confusing.
Yan Rong hugged her from behind again, her slender arms wrapped around her shoulders tightly.He rubbed back and forth, not feeling hot at all, still full of energy: "How about resting at my place today? Let's go to the hot spring together tonight!"
After experiencing the gate of the new world, he is now in a state of excitement.
"...No, Mr. Yanrong." She sighed, rubbed her pinched red skin, and looked out the window.It was already dark, even the slowest marching team, it was time to go out and come back now.If they don't go back to the longboat faction's residence, I'm afraid Candlestick Che will come out to look for her nervously.
Thinking so, she stood up and dressed.When you move suddenly, your footsteps will inevitably be soft and wobbly, as if you will be blinded when you suddenly wake up after a long sleep.Yan Rong saw it, and laughed: "Riguang, don't force yourself! I went too far, you must be exhausted!"
The laughter was a bit nasty, and Yuna couldn't help but whispered in her heart: Mr. Yanrong also knows that he is too much. ——Relying on the advantages of body size to act like this is really excessive behavior!
"I really want to go back." She straightened her hair with her fingers and said seriously.
"..." Yan Rong showed a slightly unhappy expression again.Although he has completed today's plan, such things as greed will always come up continuously, and the desire to keep the girlfriend (?) who transferred to another school came out like this.
"Why do you have to go, yeah
Are you in a hurry to meet someone? "Yan Rong snorted, his eyebrows raised, and he had already started to shoot himself up, "Are you going to see Mr. Jian?" "
Yuna was taken aback for a moment, as if seeing a mischievous kindergarten child, she smiled helplessly: "Why are you so obsessed with Mr. Jian! It's just a teammate who went out together..."
"We are also teammates in the battle!!" Yan Rong said loudly, "I want to see how good he can be!"
"...Mr. Yanrong, don't you want to find Mr. Jian...to compete?" Yuna was a little nervous.Although it is very common to compete in the inner circle, if Yan Rong can't control his anger, wouldn't Izumi Mori Kanesada be in bad luck?So she quickly persuaded, "Mr. Kan... No, Izumi Mori Kanesada, he really hasn't spoken to me. His relationship with Horikawa Kunihiro is much better than mine! Really!"
Yan Rong became vigilant when he heard the words: "Speak up for Izumi Shou so eagerly? Huh?"
Yuna: ...
Mr. Yanrong, something is wrong with you!This is jealousy over the top ah!
She quickly lowered her body, held his cheek and kissed him softly, and said with a soft smile, "There's no such thing... I still like a man like Mr. Yan Rong."
Yan Rong's face froze.
"You...you..." His fangs trembled and he clenched tightly, his face turned red.Because of a slight stutter, he stopped diss and Izumi Mori Kanesada's actions.
Satisfied, Yuna buttoned up the collar of her shirt and waved her hand: "Then, let's do this for today. See you next time, Mr. Yanrong."
After speaking, she went out.
When he returned to the residence of the Long Ship faction, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada was already waiting impatiently.He was wearing casual clothes from insiders, as if he had just returned from the kitchen, and he still had some firewood smoke on him.Seeing Yuna came back, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Why did you come back so late this time? Was the enemy you encountered difficult?" After a pause, he hurriedly took off his apron again, and said annoyedly, " Me too! I’m so busy that I don’t stop now, I’m going to take a shower first..."
"Mr. Yanrong invited me to sit with him, so I came back late." Yuna said honestly, "The new captain and teammates took good care of me, and I didn't meet any particularly dangerous enemies."
"Yan Rong?" Candlestick's hand that was cutting the apron stopped. For some reason, he felt a signal of uneasiness passing through his mind, "That guy... is so attentive and treacherous."
"Really?" She smiled innocently, "I don't think so. Mr. Yan Rong is a good man who is upright and unrestrained."
Good person card, Didi.
"...In short, it's good to be back safely." Candlestick never forgot his mission as a brother and elder, and asked with concern, "Are you hungry? Wait until I come over today and then rest?"
Yuna's conscience is tortured.
I'm sorry, but now I'm... I'm... full of food.
"Today...not very tired." She said tactfully.
"Really?"
"real."
Although the disappointment was visible to the naked eye, the other party still smiled gracefully and said, "If you are not hungry, that would be the best. But... just in case, let me take care of you tonight ,sunlight."
Yuna was touched.
Candlestick cut is such a gentleman, it really makes people... want to bully him! !
tonight she
Cut a bedding for each person with the candlestick, turned on the lights and lay down one after another to rest.Maybe because everyone is asleep, Honmaru will be very quiet at night.Although there are occasional children who are playful and refuse to go to bed obediently, jumping on the floor at night, they will soon be caught by their parents and go back to rest.
Yuna lay on her side and slowly closed her eyes.
For some reason, the Sekigahara battlefield she saw when she left the battle, and the flag painted with the gentian family crest, which was blown loudly in the wind, appeared in front of her eyes.The young Tadashi Horio was close at hand, but she couldn't go forward.
"...Brother." In the silence, she suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Zhu Keqie was obviously not asleep, and his tone was very energetic, "What's wrong?"
"What happens after 'Darkfall'?" she asked. "What would happen if you interfered with history?" --
"This question... I'm not very clear about it." Zhu Keqie smiled wryly, "From a historical point of view, if the history of Fu Sangshen's intervention is only a small part - such as 'bringing back a steamed bun',' Washing hands in the river' is such a small thing—then history itself has enough power to repair it. However, if Fusangshen's interference exceeds the ability of history to repair itself, then history will directly change. For example, killing Tokugawa Ieyasu before the Sekigahara War will definitely cause great turmoil. If not, the history of the Edo Shogunate will disappear directly, and the current situation will be rewritten."
"Then... what about Fusangshen who has revised the history? What will happen?"
"I heard that there will be a dark fall. However, this kind of thing has never happened in our Honmaru, so I don't know what will happen. I have also heard the saying that 'the time-traveling army is the sword after the dark fall', but It's all weird talk in the middle of the night, it's from Smiling Qingjiang and the others, so it can't be taken seriously."
"...Is that so?"
"Why do you suddenly think of asking such a thing?" Candlestick asked.
"Today, I almost saw the original lord at the battle location of Sekigahara." Yuna sighed, "However, I'm quite sensible, and I didn't do anything strange. It's just that it's inevitable that the so-called 'Dark Fall' creates curiosity..."
"Riguang, don't miss the original owner too much. Those things are already in the distant past." Candlestick Qie's voice suddenly became serious, "What we Fusangshen have is only the 'now' that's all. Serving the Lord is our most important task."
She smiled lightly: "I understand. Brother, don't worry so much....Go to sleep."
With that said, she turned over, didn't ask these curious things again, and soon fell asleep.
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The strange snow fell again.
The rolling fields are covered with thick snow.A round of moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight shines down white.The wind was very cold, pouring into the collar, making people want to shiver.
Yuna stared blankly at the vast snowfield in front of her for a while, and then realized that she had that serial-like dream again.
However, this time, the lord seems to be absent. --
She looked around, but she didn't see the figure of the monk, nor did she see a corner of the cassock.
She braved the thin snow and walked forward for a while.
Somewhere along the way, the grass suddenly started to move, as if something short was rushing through the dark green grass that was as tall as half a person.
"Who..." She was quite surprised.
A child emerged from the blades of grass.
About ten years old, his face is very green.Wearing thick purple water dry, with silver and vermilion sleeves and white silk single clothes inside.Her jet-black hair was coiled into buns on both sides, with a red thread hanging down.This is the dress of aristocratic boys in the Heian period. Only powerful families would wear gorgeous costumes woven with expensive dyes and imported silk for their heirs.
"Are you...?" Yuna squatted down with some doubts, and asked the boy who appeared in the dream.
The snow fell between the young man's eyebrows, he raised his dark eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled La Yuna's cuff, and said, "My lord, my letter must be delivered to my mother."
"...Huh?" Yuna became more and more confused, "Mage...? Me?"
The young man didn't answer her question, his slender eyelashes fell down, and there was a maturity that didn't suit his age on his childish face: "Yu... will die. The sky is bright, Ye Yuexue. Yu will die."
It is an ancient language, which sounds rather awkward.
This dream is quite weird, which makes Yuna very confused.She never remembered that she had seen such a ten-year-old child, let alone a monk.
Could it be, is this the dream of the lord?
She did hear from Candlestick that the lord was originally a monk in the Heian era.Maybe, because of the sharing of spiritual power, Fu Sangshen can occasionally enter the dream of the lord?And this child in front of him is the old acquaintance of the lord?
She knelt down and looked at the child. The other party didn't seem to realize that she was a complete stranger, but just looked at her as if she was acting out a script, as if looking at a familiar person.
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The dream was over, and she woke up in a daze.
Be it the snow, the moon, or the boy in the thick purple sweater, they all disappeared.Candlestick cut Guangzhong's face is close at hand, and the fine strands of hair fall on her pillow.
At some point, the two of them slept in the same nest.She leaned on the senior's arm, her neck was a little sore.
...It's not a good thing to have too hard muscles.
The sound of her waking up caused Candlestick Qie to slowly open her eyes.Those pale golden eyes, like girls' flowers, were a little hazy at first, but soon became clear.
"Good morning, Sunshine." He smiled, folded his arms and gave her a hug.But probably because his arm was too numb, he frowned and took a slight breath.
"Brother, do you also wear blindfolds when you sleep..." Yuna muttered softly.
"Yeah. I'm used to it." Candlestick Chee said with a smile, "This is a characteristic inherited from the former master."
The morning light outside the house was bright, and she vaguely heard the sound of water splashing on the ground, probably because hard-working people had already started their internal work.She got up and began to dress and wash.
Today the candlesticks are all about to go out.When I got up early in the morning, I hurried to pack my saber and armor.It is said that the destination is near Kyoto, maybe this time Candlestick Kiri will bring back some souvenirs that "do not affect the end of history itself"...
After Candlestick Che left, she couldn't be idle either. Today's internal job was to dry clothes.
Pay Sangshen's own clothes, as if out of battle
Clothes and inner clothes are generally washed and dried by yourself.However, there are exceptions for some public clothing, such as the outer cover for cleaning, the apron for cooking, the gloves for the nursery and even the bathrobe in the bathroom. .Of course, these clothes are cleaned and dried by Fu Sangshen on duty every day.
The people in charge of the laundry today are Utasen Kanesada and Yamabuki Kirihiro. When Yuna arrived, the two of them were inexplicably fighting for a sheet with a dirty hem. While fighting, they ran, so that the whole yard was full of flying dancers. speech bubbles.
"Okay, hand me that sheet, and I'll wash it too!"
"...No need! This is good! This kind of fabric is the most suitable for me!"
"No! It's not elegant! Hand over the sheets!"
Unexplained dispute from Utasen Kanesada & Yamabagiri Kunihiro.
"Excuse me..." Yuna tentatively greeted her while standing on the stairs in the courtyard.But the pair of Fu Sangshen who were chasing around the sheets obviously didn't notice her existence, and they were still running the marathon.
"The clothes... I took them away? Did you go to dry them?" She looked at the bubbles all over the yard and the flying sheet, and said cautiously.
No one responded.
Forget it, let's go directly to dry the clothes.
She sighed, picked up the wooden bucket containing the washed clothes, and greeted the two Fu Sangshen who were fighting for the sheets: "I'm going to dry the clothes first. Excuse me."
The song fairy on the other end had already snatched the corner of Yamabukiri's quilt, simply pressed it into the wooden bucket dedicated to laundry, and put soap on it: "You can't escape this time! My turn! Laundry expression!"
Kunihiro Yamababagi had a complex expression.
And Yuna has left with the barrel in her arms.
She walked to the courtyard where the clothes were dried, stopped and looked around.Five or six thick brown ropes were pulled through the air, and each end was tied to a branch at the end of the courtyard.In the last row, there is still a pillowcase that I forgot to put away yesterday; looking at the cute little green warbler pattern on the pillowcase, I don’t know which girl this pillowcase belongs to.
The weather is fine and the sun is shining brightly. It is a very suitable day to take out cloth balls and old clothes to dry.If the bedding can be dried in the clean sunlight all day, then when you lie in it at night, you can also smell the dry and comfortable smell of the sun.
Yuna rolled up her sleeves, picked up a wrung bathrobe, and shook it lightly.Although the clothes had already been wrung once, heavy drops of water continued to drip down from the edge of the bathrobe.The clothes were washed very white, and the repeated rubbing marks were extremely obvious.It can be seen that Kasen Kanesada, who is in charge of laundry, has an obsessive-compulsive demand for "white cleanness".
The clothesline was a bit high, and she lifted her wet clothes and stood on tiptoe, but she still couldn't reach the rope.
"Use this."
Just then, she heard a gentle male voice beside her.She turned her head to the side, only to see that it was Yiqi who had arrived at some unknown time.He was wearing casual clothes, his short pine green hair was blown to pieces by the summer wind, his eyes were slightly bent, and his eyes looked very soft; he held a small low stool in his hand and handed it over in a friendly manner.
Ah, it's the mommy next door.
...wait, pouf.
low stool?
???
"This bench is..." Yuna showed suspicion.
"Oh, it's for stepping on." Yiqi Yizhen said very tenderly and considerately, "My younger brothers often can't reach the clothesline because of their height. At this time, the stool is very necessary It looks like you need this too."
Yuna: ...
I don't know why, but I feel deep sadness...
◎The author has something to say:
Candlesticks must not be at home today