The matter of Shuten-douji finally came to an end. In the winter season, Yu Ji gave birth to the future East Palace—Prince Heisei smoothly. You Ji was a little bit reluctant for Sha Luo to leave, so she kept her for a while. Since the Empress of the Central Palace opened her mouth, Sha Luo had to stay in the palace for a while.
She raised her eyes and looked out, outside the lattice window, there was already fine snow falling
Seimei, what is he doing? Sha Luo recalled the scene when Qingming hugged her tightly, and couldn't help feeling a little hot on his face. Suddenly hearing the sound of thumping, she went to the window and saw a sparrow flying in, she was overjoyed, it was Seimei's shikigami.
She quickly caught the sparrow, untied the note tied to its foot, opened it, and there were only three words: Xuanyangmen.
She was a little puzzled, Xuanyang Gate was nearby, so Qingming entered the palace again today, did he mean that he was waiting for her at Xuanyang Gate
The hateful Seimei always cherishes words like gold. Don't you want to add a few more words? It's so annoying to guess.
She didn't have time to think too much, so she quickly added a coat, and hurried out of the room towards Xuanyang Gate.
Not far from Xuanyang Gate, she saw a person she least wanted to see—Yuan Gaoming, who just wanted to hide from the side, but was discovered by him, and before she could turn around, he had already blocked her .
"Shaluo, where are you going in such a cold day?" He smiled slightly.
"I didn't go anywhere, just walk around." She answered absently.
"Shaluo, when I heard that you were captured by Shuten-douji, I was really worried. Now that you are standing in front of me, I feel relieved." He bent slightly.
"Well, thank you for your concern, I can go." She became a little anxious, what if Qingming left.
"Sha Luo, you are really cruel." His hand suddenly slid across her cheek, "Look at your face, how cold it is."
Sha Luo turned his head to the side, and there was already a little anger on his face.
"Boring." She cursed angrily, turned around and left.
"Wait." Yuan Gaoming grabbed her sleeve and pulled her back, just in time to pull her into his arms.
"Let me go!" Sha Luo was really angry now.
"Shaluo, be obedient and obedient." He took advantage of the situation to hug her tightly, and lightly smelled the bursts of fragrance from her hair.
Although Shaluo struggled a few times, she was a girl after all, she was no match for him in terms of strength, and she couldn't move at all.
"Shaluo, I will go to Lord He Mao's mansion to propose marriage in the early spring." His next words made Shaluo fall into an ice cellar, and she didn't know where the strength came from. She pushed him away heavily, and pointed at him kick.
"Dream your spring and autumn dream! A ghost will marry you. If you dare to propose marriage, I guarantee you will regret it very much!"
"Hemo Sharo, where are you kicking!" Yuan Gaoming bent down in pain, Shaluo was stunned, she didn't use much force, why did he have such a terrifying expression on his face, uh, it's better to leave as soon as possible.
"I want to run!" Yuan Gaoming grabbed her.
"Hey, it's just a light kick, does it hurt that much?" Sha Luo replied unconvinced.
"Shaluo, you idiot..." He pinched her wrist through gritted teeth.
"It hurts so much, let me go, or I'll be rude." Shaluo struggled.
"You don't want to go anywhere!" He seemed really angry.
"My lord right minister, what are you doing?" A voice colder than ice and snow came from behind them.
When Sha Luo heard this voice, he was as pleasantly surprised as if he saw a savior, and shouted at the person behind him, "Qingming! Help!"
Qingming, dressed in white, stood there quietly, as if thick frost had accumulated in his eyes.
When Yuan Gaoming saw someone, he had to let go first. Sha Luo immediately ran to Qingming's side, with an angry and aggrieved expression on his face.
"Shaluo, don't forget what I said." Yuan Gaoming flicked his sleeves and walked away resentfully.
Seeing him go away, Sha Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
"Qingming, it's a good thing you're here. This Yuan Gaoming is really annoying!" Sha Luo whispered.
"I should have come here earlier." "Well, but it's fine now, and he was hit by my invincible foot." Shaluo hesitated for a while, and didn't tell Qingming about Yuan Gaoming's proposed marriage. For some reason, she felt that Seimei might get angry if he said it. Besides, that Yuan Gaoming must be talking casually... The frost in Qingming's eyes gradually melted, and a faint smile crossed his brows: "Come on."
He held out his hand to her, and Sharo nodded with a smile, and put his hand in his.
"Is it cold?" He squeezed her hand tightly.
She shook her head, Seimei's hand was so warm.
"I'm afraid this is the last snow this winter." He whispered.
"Well, it will be spring again soon."
"Shaluo, you can come back in spring."
"Well, I'll talk to my mother.
Sha Luo looked sideways at Qingming, his expression was calm and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed. What is Seimei thinking now? Although she is close at hand, sometimes she feels that he is like the clouds in the sky, the wind in the bamboo forest, she can feel his existence, but she can't touch him... "Qingming, in the future, who do you want to enjoy the snow with?" she asked suddenly.
He smiled faintly: "Where is Sha Luo?"
"I want to... enjoy the snow with Qingming." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shaluo felt his hand tremble slightly. When he looked up, Qingming's eyes shone with a faint luster, and his smile hung on the corner of his mouth, like a cherry blossom in late spring, tempting every trace of her. Sensitive nerves.
"Seimei, you haven't answered me yet. What about you?"
"Oh? I don't know."
"You, you are so cunning.
"Well, because I am the son of the white fox."
There was another fox-like smile in his eyes.
Two days later, news came that Minister You was ill. He seemed to have been frightened in a dream. After listening to the advice of Onmyoji Abe Seimei, he had to stay at home for a while.
After Shaluo heard the news, he intuitively felt that this incident had something to do with Qingming. After repeated questioning, the foxy smile in Qingming's eyes betrayed him.
"Actually, it's nothing. I just invited a few beauties to visit him in my dream." He smiled.
"Beauty? What beauty?"
"Oh, that is, the beauty transformed from the peony flower that blooms from the ashes, the beauty transformed from the butterfly that never dies in winter, and the beauty transformed from the embroidered shoes that float in..."
"Okay, okay..." Sharo's eyebrows began to twitch.
"Shaluo is relieved now." A childlike look suddenly flashed across Qingming's face.
Sha Luo's heart suddenly moved. It turned out that Qingming did this for her... Her mood improved inexplicably.
Not long after the winter snow melted, spring unknowingly came to Heianjing again. Shaluo also left the palace and returned to He Mao's house, continuing her young lady's life. The cherry blossoms in the spring night seem to bloom in an instant, and the overwhelming luxury and magnificence fall one after another, and the flying flowers are like dreams and smoke, without a trace.
Shaluo lay under the cherry blossom tree, intoxicated by the rain of colorful flowers for a while, and couldn't extricate herself. She closed her eyes lightly, and carefully felt the feeling of the delicate petals across her face.
I don't know how long it has passed, I only know that the cherry blossoms fall like snow, and the wind passes without a trace.
"Shaluo? Why are you lying here?" Shaluo heard a familiar voice from above her head. She opened her eyes, and a faint smile of Qingming Yunqing came into her eyes.
"Seimei, you lie down too, it's really beautiful to lie down and look at the cherry blossom trees." Shaluo smiled brightly at him.
Qingming hesitated for a moment, and sat down beside her.
"You can only see it when you lie down." Sha Luo reached out and tugged at his sleeve.
"Yeah." He responded softly, and lay down too. Through the thin branches, a line of blue sky leaked out. The sky was extraordinarily blue, and the nearly transparent cherry blossoms, which were white under the bright sun, fell one after another, and landed on his chest. On the face and body, there are light and soft petals, and the dark fragrance floats around.
"Qingming, do you think we will be buried by flower petals?" Sha Luo looked at the sky and smiled.
"Sara..."
"Um?"
"Nothing." Qingming hesitated to speak.
"Qingming, what's wrong with you?" Sharo opened his eyes in doubt.
Qingming had already sat up, reached out and gently brushed away the heavy petals that fell on her face: "If you go to sleep again, you will really be buried by the cherry blossoms." "It doesn't matter if you are buried, just like a cherry blossom grave." Woolen cloth."
Qingming's smile faltered, and she subconsciously sealed her lips with her fingers: "Don't talk nonsense."
She opened her eyes and looked at Qingming, Qingming's expression seemed to be a little different from usual, at such a close distance, she smelled the fragrance of the frozen lake coming from him again.
The two sat under the cherry blossoms for a while, she felt a little sleepy, she raised her face slightly, and unconsciously snuggled up to his shoulder. Qingming only felt a warmth on her shoulders, and her warm breath brushed her neck like a feather, the distance was so close that it was impossible to resist. His breathing also sped up slightly, and he quickly moved his body back.
The moment his shoulders suddenly pulled away, she let out an exclamation, and frowned at the same time because she expected the possible impact with the ground. It must be painful to fall to the ground like this, right
But her worry was completely superfluous, because before that, Seimei hugged her——hugged her, and fell down together. The slightly cool ground is just a reminder of how thin each other's clothes are at this moment. The fiery body temperature penetrated the thin clothing at once, and was accurately and clearly conveyed to the tight body. Her heart began to beat wildly again, and she closed her eyes unconsciously, only feeling that the scent of incense was getting closer, closer...
Seimei...does he want to...
Her heart was like a deer bumping around.
"Shaluo, I... I have something else to do." His voice suddenly sounded not far from her, she opened her eyes, Qingming had stood up at some point, and after he finished speaking, he hurried away.
A trace of inexplicable loss surged up in Shaluo's heart...
Sha Luo was not the only one who was disappointed, but He Mao Baoxian, who was hiding behind a tree and waiting to watch the show, was also greatly disappointed. Why doesn't Abe Seimei, a guy who retreats from battle, continue! Wouldn't it be a headache to go on like this? How long will the two children be delayed? I am really anxious.
Based on his experience in love for so many years, he estimated that Qingming probably has Shaluo in his heart, but Qingming's temperament is really frustrating, how can he make this child take the initiative
"Lord Baoxian, Lord He Mao, please go to the front hall immediately." The maid Yingzi's voice came softly.
"Oh, what's the matter?" "It seems that the right minister came to visit in person." A trace of disbelief flashed across Yingzi's face. It is really surprising that the current emperor's younger brother and the two right ministers from the official residence came to visit in person.
"Oh?" Baoxian raised his eyebrows, as if feeling a bad premonition.
When He Mao Baoxian rushed to the front hall, he saw the right minister having a good conversation with his father, he went forward to salute his father first, then smiled at Yuan Gaoming, and said, "Why did you, the right minister, come to visit in person today?"
Yuan Gaoming held the juniper fan gracefully, and said with a smile, "Actually, I came today to ask for something."
"Master Right Minister, please tell me." Lord Zhongxing said with a smile.
"Then I'll just say it straight. In fact, I've always had a crush on Sha Luo, the daughter-in-law of Lord He Mao, so I'm here this time to ask Lord He Mao to agree to my marriage with Miss Sha Luo."
"What?" Bao Xian blurted out in surprise, he hurriedly looked at his father, wanting to stop him, but it was inconvenient to say clearly because Yuan Gaoming was in the way, so he had to wink at his father a few times.
"What's the matter, Lord Baoxian, your eyes seem uncomfortable." Yuan Gaoming smiled lightly.
"Oh hehehe, I feel a little uncomfortable." Baoxian couldn't wink anymore, so he secretly hoped that his father would not just agree.
"It turned out to be like this. This is really a good thing. It is a great honor to propose marriage to my He Mao family with such a distinguished status as the right minister." Master He Mao Zhongxing just said with a smile, seeing that his father seemed very satisfied, and defended the constitution. I couldn't help but feel a cold sweat for Sharo.
"Father..." He finally couldn't help but want to interrupt.
"Then, this marriage is settled like this, Mr. He Mao?" Yuan Gaoming gently put down his fan.