"Miss Iwasaki, I would like to remind you of one thing, and that is that your status in the family is now an 'outcast'." Lin Yiqing stared at Iwasaki Yujia's eyes and said word by word, "The truth is that your father and brother have abandoned you, and I am giving you a way to live." If you don't want to cooperate with me and insist on maintaining Mitsubishi Trading's reputation as a minion of the government, of course I don't object to it, but you can't talk to me like this anymore, you should know that the samurai of Kagoshima will never show mercy to their enemies. ”

Hearing Lin Yiqing's answer, Iwasaki Youjia felt chills all over his body for a while, like falling into an ice cellar.

Of course she knew that Lin Yiqing wasn't trying to scare her.

"How? Miss Iwasaki, would you like to work with me? Lin Yiqing asked lightly.

"Why are you giving us a way to live?" Yuka Iwasaki asked.

"Even if it's sympathy for the misfortunes of you people." Lin Yiqing replied calmly.

"I don't need sympathy." Iwasaki Yuka's heart was stabbed again, and she forcibly endured the sourness in her heart and said proudly.

From childhood to adulthood, perhaps because of the relationship between "concubines", she subconsciously hides a deep inferiority complex, and all her efforts are to no longer be looked down upon.

But reality has repeatedly frustrated her.

"You're tired, go back and get some rest!" Lin Yiqing didn't speak, but said with a smile, "When I need your help, I will inform you." ”

Iwasaki Youjia was speechless for a while, and Lin Yiqing turned his head to a guard and said, "Send Miss Iwasaki for me." ”

"Iwasaki-san, please." The guard stepped forward and said.

Iwasaki Yuka silently turned around and took two steps. Turned around again. looked at Lin Yiqing fixedly.

Lin Yiqing noticed her gaze. Look up at her.

Iwasaki Yujia didn't speak, but bowed slightly, Lin Yiqing nodded in reply, she turned around again, and walked out quickly.

When Iwasaki Yuka returned home and lifted her white face again, she was already in front of the wide pink vanity mirror. Yuka Iwasaki's long robe was lightly untied, and the comb tore at her beautiful long hair vigorously. Xiuting's eyebrows were twisted fiercely, although the nurse had warned her many times, she still twisted fiercely, as if she was gritting her teeth as if she was having a deep hatred with someone. She stopped in the middle of the ring, staring at her face carefully, on the smooth skin of the white jade, there were red lips of rose petals, and her eyes flowed, and a trace of charming and deep graceful attitude came up. So her confident attitude came up again. She shouldn't have been afraid of him, she seemed to be in a state of fear from beginning to end. This kind of appearance is easy to be despised by others, so it is easy to take the initiative in attitude, and then mentally and psychologically suppress her and cross her! She bit her pink lips fiercely, staring at herself with wide eyes, she had succumbed to his authority, but he was coming to conquer her spirit! She looked coldly at her expressionless face in the mirror and shook off her long hair. The rouge cream on his hand also rolled out, hitting the white lip paper on the side of the lip box on the mahogany mirror table, splashing out a few large drops, dotted with stars, like blood droplets, stinging and eye-catching.

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The warm sun is obliquely reflected on Kaori Kiruki's beautiful forehead, like a mother's warm hand. She opened her eyes, and countless gorgeous plum blossoms bloomed outside the winter window. As soon as she closed her eyes, the daylight was gone, and then there was a long, dark night. When I opened it again, I could hear the soft cry of the swallows outside the heavenly sound, and flew away with a "whoosh", and then when I turned around, the slanting sun was reflected on the haggard face again. She looked at the layers of light on the wall, like a trance world shimmering in water, and closed her eyes gently. Because of the continuous fighting, she has been a little tired in the past two days, and now she just wants to lie there forever. A distant world of ethereal tranquility. Ignore it, she doesn't care about others, and others don't care about her.

But she finally struggled to get up, still groggy when she walked, but after a few steps she felt much stronger. She slowly picked up the boxwood comb and looked at herself in the mirror as she was still beautiful and full of vitality. What's wrong with her, she has been lying down for two days, is her body really so delicate? Can't bear even the slightest bit of pain? She finally realized that she was indeed sick, and she should not have been so susceptible to it.

She slowly stared at her somewhat darkened face in the mirror, and gently stroked it with her hand, and her face seemed to be thinner again. Touching the faint fluff of her palms, she sat motionless. Looking at the mirror, she could see clearly that her future as Kaori as the moon did not need to be arranged by others, since she opened her eyes when she was still a child, it was like this. She, like her sister Shiori Tsuki, has never been a delicate flower in a greenhouse, passively accepting the protection imposed by others. If she accepts it, then she Kaori Ruzuki is not the real Kaori Ruzuki. The real Kaori Rutsuki is the arrogant and ambitious Kaori Rutsuki, the Kaori Rutsuki who dares to fight with the beast with a spear, and the lonely Kaori Rutsuki who looks down on all beings from above, and lives up to my heart is her consistent style and style of Kaori Rutsuki!

She stood up suddenly, and the mirror slammed into her, looking at her.

As I walked downstairs, I heard the ninjas in the living room talking about the battle, what Yamaguchi Prefecture had been captured, what would have to be extended to attack Kyoto, and what government was going to buy warships from foreign countries. As soon as a young low-level ninja saw her, he said, "Kaori-san, are you going out so late?" Your complexion is not good, you need to recuperate, the lord thinks you are sick, and specially instructed you not to move around, what will I say when the lord comes later? ”

She smiled and replied, "I'm fine, it doesn't matter." If the lord asks, you will say that I have a headache, go out for a walk, take a breath, and I will be back before dinner. She said, pushing the door open and walking out.

The sky at dusk was already cool and quiet at this time, and the voices of people were silent. A short walk through the gates, the bright winter sun of Osaka Castle is warmly and gorgeously reflected in the endless cherry blossoms under the blue sky. At this time, the cherry blossoms should not be in full bloom like this, and the big flowers are hanging down, and staring at the flowers that are good at moving slightly, almost the eyes are dyed pink. She stood for a moment, then looked away thoughtfully. Seeing such a view, even the most gloomy mood will brighten up. She walked slowly deeper into the forest by herself. Because of dusk, the air gradually cooled down. And her mind, because she smelled the fresh air, was already much clearer. He broke a flower branch and sat down slowly on a cold and clean stone bench. Outside the distant sky, I don't know when, a leisurely flute sound came, and the faint sunlight before dusk, softly hit the soft fluttering flower branches, as if countless gentleness floated alone in the spring dusk, in the beautiful spring dream.

Kaori Kiratsu slowly raised her face and quietly listened to the distant sound of the flute.

Listening to the soft sound of the flute, sitting alone in the warm sunlight before dusk, it is easy for people to recall the past time. Kaori Rutsuki clearly remembers that when she was a little girl thirteen years ago, she often walked under such a sea of flowers with her sister, looking at the fiery red and white flowers blooming lush on the branches, and she once swore that she must not forget this moment, this person. In those years, she was also an unusually happy and lively child, walking briskly among the flowers alone with her sister, although a little lonely, but still happy and carefree. And now, stroking the petals on her hands, she still remembers her when she was a brilliant child. At that time, they were always lonely, and they didn't understand why they were always training alone, always alone, with no companions and no friends, just practicing ninjutsu every day. Thinking about nothing, caring about nothing, a carefree loneliness. Every day she looked at the long pale shadow of herself on the tree, and the warm sunshine before dusk in spring every day, but she didn't stop for a moment, just kept running to the door. Occasionally, only the flower would linger on her gaze, reminding herself not to forget the moment. But she kept running back, and even the beauty of spring could not keep her. She was not a particularly poetic child, and the flowers in front of her were nothing but a passing cloud for her, and the only thing that kept her in her heart was her grandmother at home, the kind grandmother whom she loved so much. Every day she was at home quietly waiting for her to return. Childhood, everyone has a childhood. Her childhood was such a childhood that was not too impressive, full of too much spring, dusk, bright sunshine and peach blossom breath. It's always not too impressive to be too happy in moments, and it was only after many years that Kaori Kisaragi finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.

Suddenly she opened her eyes, "Who?" Who's there? She asked. She looked back. In the pink branches, a pair of deep black eyes flashed.

"It turned out to be the lord." She recognized Lin Yiqing, stopped, and bowed to him slightly.

Lin Yiqing lifted the flower branches and gradually appeared in her field of vision, "Didn't bother you, Kaori?" ”

She smiled slightly and said, "I've already disturbed it, but because it's the lord, it's okay." ”

He looked at her with a smile. Today, she wore a blue and white Western sailor's uniform-style top, a short skirt with a copper buckle belt, and deerskin boots, dark eyelashes lined with blue and white shadows, she stood there quietly, the cherry blossoms covered half of her face, only the pair of deep black rippling deep water turned into the freshness and deep chestnut of spring flowers on the branches, staring there motionless. (To be continued......)

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