Fujiwara Michigan's Residence.

From a distance, I saw an old man in a gorgeous costume standing in front of the door, with gray hair but could not hide the proud atmosphere of being old and strong. The legendary figure who was amazed by the world as "one family of three queens" was the famous minister of the Heian period of Japan, who successively sent five daughters to the inner palace, among which Zhangzi was the first emperor of the middle palace, Yanzi was the middle palace of the three emperors, and Weizi was the latter emperor and empress. As a result, Fujiwara Michicho gained great power by becoming a relative of the emperor, and once wrote "This life is my life, like the full moon" to describe his feelings when he reached his peak.

Speaking of which, I have to mention another thing, Fujiwara Michicho, who wields great power, attaches great importance to and trusts Abe Harumi, and a large part of Harumi's achievements are also due to Fujiwara Michigan's promotion. Therefore, for Harumi, Fujiwara Michicho is not only a Venerable, but also more like a teacher. It is inevitably reminiscent of relatively Qingming's allegiance to Sekihaku's "Fujiwara Michicho", and the onmyoji Ashiya Michimitsu, who wanders among the people, chose Fujiwara Hidemitsu, the political enemy of the Michiga, as his support. Michimitsu was defeated by Harumi in a curse ceremony against the Michicho and exiled to Harima by the imperial court.

It's really pitiful, it can be seen how important a good backer is. Or are we bright and smart, I can't help but sigh secretly in my heart.

The old man frowned slightly: "Qingming, you are finally here, I am really helpless." ”

In fact, there is no need for him to say it, seeing him standing at the door from afar is enough to show how helpless he is.

"Dao Chief, don't worry, let's talk slowly."

Qing Ming smiled, still calm.

Dao Chief? I smacked my tongue, and although I didn't know whether to call it that way or not, I intuitively seemed to be a little rude. Qingming has always been unrestrained in dealing with people, regardless of dignity and humility. Anyway, this is his unique style, and being too rigid and humble seems alienated and awkward.

"About a month ago, the Emperor came back from a hunt and brought a woman. The first time I saw her, I had a sense of foreboding, so I sent someone to investigate. I learned that her original name was Motome and she was adopted by the Samurai Sakabe couple. Tamamo was named by the emperor in front of it. ”

Yuan Boya added: "Where did she come from? ”

"There is no way to know that the emperor has expressly forbidden the investigation."

Fujiwara Michicho shook his head and sighed.

"Maybe it's from Datang, you might as well start with Datang."

Since I know history, don't waste it.

Fujiwara Michicho looked at me in surprise: "You are ......"

"It's my assistant."

Qingming smiled slightly.

Fujiwara Michicho's gaze became a little incredulous, and then turned into a deep smile:

"I didn't expect Qingming to need an assistant at times, Qingming, you have changed ......"

"Really?"

Qingming bowed slightly.

Watching the two of them talk, I seemed to feel that they were not a relationship between a boss and a subordinate, but an old friend who had not seen each other for many years. Heart-to-heart and equal, with occasional courtesy greetings.

"Is there a way for her to meet Tamamo?"

I came back to my senses and noticed that Qingming was looking at me,

"She? I'll figure it out. ”

Fujiwara Michicho stroked his beard and looked at me for a while, and said with a smile: "If you investigate the new concubine privately, you will be executed by the cane, are you willing to take this risk?" ”

"I'm not going to let her get hurt."

Qingming preempted me and affirmed.

"You really don't give me a pentagram?"

"Smack" got a fan on the head.

"Okay, I got it! Pentagram, really not for me? ”

"No."

Qingming turned around.

"What if she eats me with her beastly hair!"

I hurried to him.

"She wouldn't do that."

"Isn't it a fox! Do you give it or not! ”

"No."

I was anxious: "Why! ”

"Because ......," Harumi's eyes deepened, "I won't let you get hurt." ”

"Wouldn't it be more dangerous for me not to give it to me?"

Who was "kind" to let me go to see Tamamo, and didn't give me a pentagram amulet. He even said something "won't hurt me".

Qingming had a profound look in her eyes: "I don't know her demonic power. If my power is below her, and she finds out that you have a pentagram hidden in you, she will attack you. Even if the pentagram makes her manifest, the Emperor will not spare you. You only go to see her once, and don't do anything else. ”

His hand was gently pulled up by him, wrapped in his warmth, and he stared down at me: "I don't want you to have anything to do." ”

In a trance, there was a momentary illusion. That look is gentle, reluctant, and cherished. I hurriedly lowered my head, avoiding his gaze.

Just for a moment, I clearly knew that in that second, my heart skipped a beat.

Tamamoden.

I tiptoed in with my plate in my hand, what should I call Tamamo before I see her? Empress? Lady? Madam? I came in through the arrangement of Fujiwara Michicho's daughter, and I forgot to ask these questions when I left, and they forgot to tell me about it. Seeing that it was near, I had to slow down and delay time. What can I do now?

"You're a new palace maid, aren't you?"

The gentle voice is like a summer raindrop, washing away all the dust in the heart, making people feel as if they are returning to a pure and peaceful world.

"Yes"

I looked up, but the moment I looked up, the cups and plates fell to the ground.

I thought that the tamamo that Da Ji had changed would be charming and coquettish. A smile of eternal spring, a cry of eternal sorrow.

But the person in front of him is very delicate, not as bewitching as he imagined. The algae-colored close-fitting Tang dress is pure, comfortable, and so green that it seems to drip down. The light green embroidered floral skirt hangs on the ground and blooms like a flower, as if the pure and primitive natural green from the ancient deep forest and the light green embroidered by classical handicraft are completely integrated. It reveals a natural and pure taste. The long lacquered hair hangs down close to the body, and the translucent white skin is as white as snow under the green background, as if it can be melted away with a single bite, like a lily in the breeze, quietly blooming with beauty that cannot be blasphemed.

In short, it is the double pupil cut water, the ice muscle jade bone, the clear water out of the hibiscus, and the natural carving.

Beautiful, so beautiful!

I didn't realize my faux pas at all, and it wasn't until Tamamo's gaze fell on the ground where the cup and plate shattered that I hurriedly reacted—

"Ahh

Hurriedly squatted down to pick it up.

"Forget it, Chuanzi, you can clean it up."

Tamamo smiled with relief, and I was touched by the gentle voice.

"The Emperor has arrived—"

A shout sounded, and a man in a yellow robe had already hurried to Yuzao's side.

A gentle smile floated in front of Tamamo and waved his hand: "You guys go down first." ”

"Yes"

I followed them and got up from the ground. Maybe I should make a salute, maybe I should retreat silently, but I really don't know the number of etiquette, and I can't be sure of what to do for a while.

Seeing that the people around me retreated one by one in an orderly manner, so many people would not pay attention to my little palace maid. Forget it, I carefully followed them and turned around and quietly backed away.

"You-"

My back stiffened, and I turned—

"You didn't salute when you saw me!"

The Emperor's eyes were half-narrowed.

Yuzao glanced at me and said gently:

"The new palace maid is not sensible, Your Majesty doesn't blame her."

"If you don't blame it, don't blame it."

The Emperor pampered.

Thank you! I wanted to say thank you, but I was afraid that I would break the rules again, so I silently thanked in my heart and endured it without saying it.

Tamamo looked a little worried: "Recently, the ministers have had a lot of controversy about me. ”

The emperor's face tightened: "I have personally ordered that it is strictly forbidden to discuss the matter of accepting concubines without permission and investigate the matter of new concubines, and those who violate them will be executed with a cane." ”

"Wouldn't it be too harsh? This is torture. ”

"I'm more afraid you'll be hurt."

"Thank you"

Tamamo's eyes glistened with tears and leaned on the emperor's shoulder:

"What if I'm really a fox demon?"

"I won't say anything like that!"

The emperor was domineering.

"No, I mean what if, what if it's true?"

"There are no ifs."

Tamamo said stubbornly: "Answer me!" ”

The Emperor stared at her for a moment in surprise, then reached out to take her into his arms, and said with a smile: "Even if it's true, I won't change half a point to Tamamo." ”

"Really?"

Tamamo muttered again, closed his eyes in his arms, and two lines of crystal tears slid down.

"Why are you crying?"

"Because I feel so happy."

"It's stupid."

The emperor patted her like a child, full of pity, and there was a faint worry and deep sadness in his eyes.

The two of them were in a no-man's land, and I didn't even notice that I was standing there.

There is always a quiet time before a storm. Looking at the two people who were leaning on each other, thinking of the ending before Yuzao in history, my heart was slightly sour. Will the emperor who knows the truth still love her as always, and can Tamamo, who was ordered to be captured by the emperor, not resentful. It's a pity that history can't be changed, otherwise how good would they be together......

Cherish the calm before the storm. I quietly retreated, Tamamo looked so kind in front of him, would it really harm the emperor?

"Got it."

Qingming sat straight on the ground, put down the teacup, and raised his eyebrows:

"It seems easier than expected."

I suppressed the sadness in my heart and reminded:

"Don't ignore it, the emperor really values Tamamomae. The aristocracy took pride in wearing the Tang costumes that had been passed down from the Tang Dynasty, and it was self-evident that the emperor bestowed it on Tamamo. ”

"So I need your help."

“……”

Taking a sip of tea, Qingming also noticed the difference in me, and her rouge-like thin lips rose: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Tamamo is a very good person, if it weren't for her persuasion today, I would have almost been punished by the emperor."

"Oh, moved by compassion?"

Qingming didn't drink tea, and looked at me with interest.

"Yes."

I don't hide it.

"It's a pity—" Turning the teacup in his hand, Qingming was a little gloomy, "things can't go as people want." ”

"Can't?"

"I can't."

Lowering his head gloomily, Qingming must have noticed something, and his conclusions are often the same. Are Tamamo and the Emperor really unable to escape the tragedy of history?