The Promise of Smoke - the eighth
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Outside the window, the snow moon flowers fell on the window edge and turned into dripping ice water, and then condensed into frost. Over time, the edge of the window became as clear as glass.
Inside the glass-like window, there is a glass-like girl.
The beautiful woman wore a white coat with a blue exterior and a white coat, and did not put her long black hair in a bun, but let it hang naturally behind her shoulders.
Her jade fingers gently grasped the wolf pen with the handle of ivory eye-studded mahogany, flattened the white paper and pressed it with ballast wood, and began to wave the pen and inkβ
[The snow is blooming, and the messy mind is like ice flowers]
The handwriting is graceful and elegant, like a begonia flower in early spring.
Although it is an improvised chant and song, it is unexpectedly beautiful.
Picking up the white paper that had not yet dried, the girl, Sakiji Nogi Yuan, nodded slightly, and habitually raised her hand to greet the servant. The hand is halfway up and put it down.
Xiu's eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he remembered something unpleasant, and sighed slightly.
Where is the bosom friend who should be able to appreciate the humor, now?
No, it's not just bosom friends. She and he were in love with each other, and both could feel each other's hearts.
Gently put down the wooden frame supporting the window, and lay on the edge of the window with his cheeks propped up, and his eyes were white.
The white ground is cool, the goose down snow is also beautiful, and the ice flowers are even more wonderful.
In such a snowy scene, there should have been a man by his side at this moment. Singing and singing to each other to express their love. But such a situation may only occur in dreams.
Yuan has been under house arrest for more than three months and four days, and it is the end of winter. Soon, near the beginning of spring, the snow will melt away, leaving a dead ground yellow and mottled green grass to grow. At that time, there will be another round of flowers, and it will be beautiful.
However, the edge loves snow.
To be exact, it's the plant that prefers to grow in the cold.
Picking up a lavender plant on the table, she put it in front of her nose and inhaled it gently, the rich aroma made her close her eyes and savor it.
This exotic grass from the Tang Kingdom can grow in the harsh winter, and even if it is dried for a few days, its aroma is not weak but deep, which is really amazing.
On the fourth day of every month, a faint purple lavender will always be handed to Yuan's hand, and it also brings that man-
Lavender in the wind and snow, smoked in the snow.
Dressed in a white hunting suit, his hat and clothes have been stained with countless white snow along the way, but what has not changed is that he is beautiful.
His hat and hunting clothes, which had been dyed white by the wind and snow, were beautiful, as were his handsome cheeks, which were red from the cold, and the delicate lavender that he held in his hands near his bosom was so beautiful that it was impossible to describe in words.
The wind, snow and rain are unhindered, and he can always be seen like an ascetic on this day.
I have to admit that Sakiji Nogi was fascinated by this man.
It's like Rear Admiral Asakusa's proposal to Ono Komachi on the ninety-nine nights, and it's even more gorgeous than it.
So, unconsciously, Zhongyuan silently looked forward to the arrival of smoke in her heart, even if it was just a short stay for a while, she felt extremely happy.
Nogi Yuan means "the fate of flowers and plants that grow in the wild". It seems that the two are a match made in heaven.
There are exceptions.
Blocking between the two are "Sakiji" and "Yukishiro".
At the beginning, after Yuan's parents accidentally discovered their tryst, they put Yuan under house arrest in anger. Even so, I have never regretted it.
Among the nobles of Ezo at that time, the two most prosperous clans had always been at odds, and on the surface they were peaceful, but in fact there were countless dirty things in secret.
Yuan, from a very early on, guessed from the gossip among the servants, and gradually became aware of certain facts.
She still can't forget her mother's speechless and bitter expression the night before she was sent to house arrest.
In the end, it is still the fate of Bing Xue's intelligence, so he can naturally detect the painstaking efforts of his parents in secret, and he also understands what this means to the Sakiji clan.
It's just that every time that strange man like lavender in the snow appears, the heartstrings of the edge are always gently plucked.
I had no choice but to let go of the guilt I felt for my parents, and my thoughts drifted to the snow outside the window......
Moment after second, time passed like flowing water, and the sky gradually turned gray. Every moment of waiting made her restless and unforgettable.
But it's all worth it, and the man will definitely keep the promise.
In that case, what if it is even if it is for his whole life?
When a different color appeared in the cold white scroll, the girl smiled knowingly.
Yes, here he is.
As always, holding a lavender plant, the man took off the hat, revealing a face that was red from the cold.
"I'm coming." The handsome strange man said.
"Hmm." With the reserve of a large lady, Yuan hid his inner longing well, and his face bowed as usual.
Yukiyo stopped outside the window, and Yuan also looked at each other through the window, and both seemed to want to imprint each other deeply in their eyes.
He sincerely offered a dark purple lavender with a particularly fragrant fragrance in both hands, and Yuan also stretched out his jade hand to gently hold the precious gift full of heart.
As soon as the two hands touched, Yuan noticed something unusual.
"Your hand...... Why is it so hot? Yuan hesitated, but finally asked.
Xue Daixun nodded, as if he hadn't thought of concealing it at all: "It's just a little typhoid fever, it's harmless." β
Is it just typhoid fever? Such a question surfaced in Yuan's heart, and then flashed.
The man in front of her won't lie to her, so it shouldn't matter.
However, the lavender, which seemed to have the body temperature of Yukiyo in his hand, seemed to become heavy.
Momentary silence.
After a long time, Xue Dai said loudly: "I have been delayed for a long time on the road, and it is too late." β
"I didn't blame you." Yuan shook his head and greeted cordially: "It's hard work, it must be difficult to travel so far, right?" β
Yukiyo smiled.
"Since I am determined to deliver lavender to you, I will deliver it even if I have to step through the Narakugawa River."
Such straightforward words couldn't help but make Yuan blush slightly, and hurriedly turned around to cover it up: "Hmph, it sounds good." β
The girl's playful behavior made Yukiyo stunned, and then laughed.
"What are you laughing at!" A little embarrassed, Yuan turned around and asked, and Yukiyo replied with a smile, "Yuan, you look good when you're angry." β
"Oil, flim flam!"
Even so, Yuan's heart was strangely happy. Yukiyo didn't bother, just stood quietly outside the snow and waited.
After a while, perhaps because he felt that it was inappropriate to let Xue Daixuan stand like this all the time, he invited Xue Daixuan unnaturally, but his eyes glanced at other places: "Well, it's cold outside, right?" How about coming in and sitting. β
"It's not appropriate, it's going to be related if it's discovered."
"I don't care."
Now I just want to talk to Yukiyo for a while, and every time I come and go in a hurry, it's a little too disappointing.
Yukiyo was silent for a while, as if he was struggling with something.
After discovering that there was something wrong with the expression of the person he liked, Yuan asked softly, "Isn't it okay?" β
"No, actually, I came here today to discuss something with fate."
What would make such a strange man embarrassed? Curious, Yuan asked out loud, "Discuss with me?" Let's hear it. β
Xue Dai Xun walked to the window and listened.
He said a few words.
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So literary and artistic, I really want to die when I write it. But maybe it can be a big surprise: it turns out that the boar beast can also pretend to be Wenqing! It would be an honor if it could make people feel like they were in the wrong book.
Maybe this chapter will be a little incomprehensible.,Just read it from the perspective of Sakiji Nogi's edge.γ From the perspective of an ancient feudal woman, maybe it will be interesting?
The plot progresses steadily, don't be in a hurry. The oil depot is like steamed bread ~ steamed bread ~ come ~ oh!
It is said that the starting point has blown up a lot of old pits, and a lot of treasures have been destroyed, verysad. And recently, it seems that a group of old men who don't read online articles are still making trouble with online novel review.
Maybe I should switch to women's frequency to be safer? (chin touching)