In the prosperous Shangjing City, if you find an ordinary people, it may be no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

However, Fujiwara, as one of the most famous surnames in the Wa Kingdom, knows its family residence as long as it is a local resident of Shangjing.

The eastern part of the capital city.

Putian District.

A figure took the unusual path and took advantage of the night to climb into the vast mansion.

Similar to the wealthy families of the feudal period of the Dragon Kingdom, the structure of the house is complex, with many entrances and exits, and it is heavily guarded, and from time to time you can see family guards wearing samurai uniforms patrolling back and forth.

It's not difficult to find the Fujiwara family's residence, but if you don't have a map, it's not easy to find Fujiwara Reiki out of so many rooms.

Li Futu lay on the courtyard wall, like a raccoon cat, motionless, unable to even hear the sound of breathing, and after a team of guards below finished patrolling the place and headed away, he was silent, stepping on the moonlight, like a ghost to the interior of the house.

"Young Master. ”

At the door of a room, two guards with katana swords at their waists saw a man approaching and bowed their heads in unison as a sign of respect.

Fujiwara Mitsui, the current head of the Fujiwara family, has only one son, so the identity of this man called the young master by the guards is about to come out, and he is the person who is most likely to inherit the position of the next head of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Matsuri.

"Go down first. ”

He said to the two guards, he should have just drunk some wine, and his face was a little red, but looking at his eyes, he was still relatively sober.

"Hey!"

The two guards who were ordered to guard here naturally did not dare to disobey the words of the next generation of family heads, so without saying a word, they immediately bowed down and left.

After the guards left, Fujiwara looked at the closed door, a hint of lust flashed in his eyes, and then he reached out and slowly pulled the door open.

"Dear sister, are you alright?"

He approached the room with a smile.

"What are you doing here?!"

The woman in the room looked charming, with clogs on her small and delicate jade feet, even if the thick and unventilated kimono could not hide the sexy figure, she stared closely at the Fujiwara Matsuri who walked in, her eyes containing vigilance and vigilance.

Even though her expression was not very friendly, the seemingly innate enchantment between her eyebrows and eyes still rippled out involuntarily, making people's hearts burn, and they wanted to throw them to the ground and crush them under them.

"My dear sister, you have been locked up here for so long, and I should come to see you, shouldn't I?"

Looking at the unwrapping bumpy figure, Fujiwara Matsuri's breathing was a little short for a while, plus he drank alcohol, although it was not much, far from the limit of his alcohol consumption, but the alcohol burned with the greatest force under the stimulation of beauty, making his blood begin to flow faster and become scorching!

This is his half-sister, the sister he has fantasized about for many years!

There were countless nights, when he pressed those female concubines under him and vented fiercely, all he fantasized about in his mind was the face in front of him at this time!

"No, you don't. Please leave!"

Fujiwara Reiki's bewitching face was full of indifference, which was not at all the expression that a sister should have towards her brother.

"Liki, don't you feel lonely when you've been locked up here by your father for so long?

Fujiwara didn't mind the other party's coldness at all, and walked towards Fujiwara Reiki step by step.

Fujiwara Reiki looked at his shining eyes, his face unabashedly revealing disgust and hatred, and walked around the square table, distancing himself from Fujiwara Matsuri.

"Fujiwara Matsuri, I invite you out, otherwise, I will call someone!"

Fujiwara Matsuri paused.

Although he drove away the two guards at the door, Fujiwara Reiki might not have attracted the patrolling escorts if he really shouted.

The father is still alive, and he doesn't dare to really mess around unscrupulously.

"Liji, do you just don't take my brother to heart like this? You have been imprisoned by your father for so long, I called you pitiful, and I came to see you, you actually have such an attitude?"

Fujiwara Matsuri stopped and didn't press any further, but his expression became cold.

"Fujiwara Matsuri, you don't have to be pretending to be benevolent here, even if I am locked up here for the rest of my life, I don't want to see you. ”

"Huh. ”

Fujiwara sneered, staring at the flattering face that would greatly increase his combat power every time he thought about it.

"Fujiwara Reiki, don't forget your identity, you are a sinner in the family, not only stole the heirloom of our Fujiwara family, the demon knife Muramasa, but also lost it, if it weren't for my brother and sister's sake, I pleaded with my father for you, do you think you can still stand here and talk to me now?"

"So what?"

Fujiwara Reiki didn't appreciate it.

"Did I ask you to intercede for me? Fujiwara Matsuri, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I'll tell you, don't dream, even if I, Fujiwara Reiki, commit myself to anyone, I won't give in to you!"

"You ......"

Fujiwara was furious, his eyes fierce and hideous.

"Fujiwara Reiki, do you think you escaped from the palm of my hand? Originally, you still had a little chance to resist, but unfortunately, you were so stupid that you stole the demon knife Muramasa without permission, from the eldest lady of the Fujiwara family, now you have become a prisoner who will not be free for life. Yes, I just can't do anything to you right now. But how long do you think you can resist?"

Fujiwara's palm was raised, and then it clenched suddenly.

"It is impossible for my father to live forever, the Fujiwara family will eventually fall into my hands, and at that time, you, Fujiwara Reiki, your fate will be controlled by me!"

Fujiwara Reiki's face changed.

She understood that Fujiwara's words were not wishful thinking, but most likely a fact that would happen gradually.

"What's wrong?"

Fujiwara Matsuri smiled darkly.

"Are you scared at last?"

"Fujiwara Matsuri, aren't you afraid that I will tell my father about your wolf ambitions?"

"Haha......"

Fujiwara laughed.

"Tell your father, Liji, you are now a sinner in the family, not to mention whether you can have a chance to meet your father, even if you meet your father, do you think your father will still believe you?"

Fujiwara Reiki gritted her teeth.

Wealth and danger are sought.

She stole the demon knife Muramasa just to gamble, but unfortunately, she lost the bet, and lost so badly that she had no chance to turn over.

"Liki, don't be stubborn, I can promise you that as long as you obey me, after I take power, I will restore your freedom, and not only that, but I will also restore your honorable status as Miss Fujiwara......"

Accompanied by demagogic words, Fujiwara Matsuri stared at the bewitching face of the dream, and the cells of his whole body were restless, and he couldn't help but take another step.

(End of chapter)