Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations

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When the banquet broke up, the sky was already dark. When I returned from Yuji, it was already dark. I entered the room and was tired and fell on the tatami. I kneeled for so long today and almost swelled my knee. I don't know how they practiced it.

I lay down for a while and sat up, rubbing my numb knee. After rubbing for a while, there was a slight knock at the door, "Who?" I asked.

"Sharo, it's me, prime minister."

"Well, wait." I stood up on the ground, and the heavy clothes made it difficult for me to move. As soon as I moved the door away, I suddenly smelled a familiar astringent fragrance with a light breeze and a slightly cool smell. My heart was crying badly. Just about to close the door, a tall figure had broken in.

With this scent, I don't need to look at me to know who is coming.

"Little Prime Minister!" I was tense for a moment, and I shouted out of the door. The **** little prime minister even betrayed me. There was no sound outside the door. She must still think it is a very elegant thing.

I settled down and said, "It's already so late, Master Gaoming is afraid that he has gone to the wrong place?"

Yuan Gaoming has changed into a vine-purple straight coat, looking at me with a smile, saying: "Shara, since you said that I understand my heart, then tonight I will solve the pain of my acacia." The voice just fell. , He gently caught my hand. The fan in my hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"Crazy!" I scolded, reached out and pushed him away, and ran towards the door. But-I forgot the heavy burden on myself. As soon as he ran a step, he was pulled back by his sleeve.

Ok, okay, I finally understand why women in Ping An Chao have to wear such cumbersome clothes, so heavy clothes will definitely affect their escape, like a big iron ball tied to the prisoner’s feet in prison, this Ping Chao man is ruthless I’m afraid of chasing MM and I’m thinking of such an effective bad move, using MM to love beautiful vanity, using beautiful and noble clothes as bait, let MM happily walk into the trap of men, let them do whatever they want .

Thinking wildly, I have been pushed down on the tatami by him. It was difficult to stand up with such heavy clothes, let alone held it by him. Now I am like a dumpling bound by five flowers.

"Yuan Gaoming, don't you still say "I want to fold the cherry blossoms, but I am afraid that the flowers will be broken"? How do I change the hexagram now?" I whispered, and my heart slowly calmed down, dealing with him, I don't have to worry at all.

"Sharo, don't you also have a Chinese poem in Tang dynasty, ‘when the flower is broken, you have to fold it, don’t wait until the flower breaks down?’” He smiled gracefully, holding my hand firmly.

This man will make excuses. But somehow, this man didn't give me a sense of oppression. He didn't make me feel terrified from the heart like Siselle, but instead made me think of making fun of him.

I smiled a few times and said: "Since this, Sharo has nothing to say, please let Sharo change the clothes for adults."

He seemed slightly surprised, and then he laughed happily again, saying: "Okay."

I continued to laugh and reached out to untie his straight clothes. I just froze when I touched his straight clothes. I didn't know how to solve such a complicated men's clothing. Seeing my embarrassment, he couldn't help but smile and took my hand and kissed it gently, "Slim and delicate jade hand, somehow undressing. Charlotte, you are really cute." Said that, he took it off expertly. Straight clothes, until the inner clothes are left, his movements are really skilled, he must often do this kind of tricks.

"Sharro..." he whispered, reaching out to undress my clothes.

"Ah, sneeze." I suddenly sneezed.

"What's wrong, is it cold?" He stopped.

"Well, it seems that there is a wind blowing in. I don't know if adults can go to see if the door is closed." I was chilled by my own howl.

"I'll take a look." He smiled and immediately got up, walked to the door, leaned on the side of the door, looked down, "Sharo, the door is good..." I have already read it before he finished. After the mantra, he pointed towards the door, and the door suddenly opened. He fell short of the momentum and fell out of the door. The door closed automatically again immediately.

"Sharo!" He was obviously taken aback. "Open the door, what's going on?"

"Master Gao Ming, are you okay? Oh, I can't open the door. I'm afraid it's a ghost. You should go back earlier." I leaned against the door and grinned.

"But Sharo, my clothes..." There was a trace of embarrassment in his voice.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The first noble son only went home in underwear, but if he was hit by someone, he would be too faceless.

"Sir, Sharo can't open the door." I said a few words in a pretentious manner.

"Sharo, are you deliberate? Open the door quickly." A faint anger mixed in his voice.

I was very happy in my heart, and still said in my mouth: "Adult, please go back quickly, otherwise someone will hit you like this... I'm afraid..."

"Sharo you, you..." He seemed depressed, and after a while, there was no sound outside the door.

I finally laughed out loud, and the source is bright, but don’t think that all the women in the world can let your noble sons pick them at will. You can eat deflated today.

When the right minister, when he slipped out of the palace, he accidentally met Lieutenant Fujiwara who was patrolling the palace, and this lieutenant Fujiwara had always been uncomfortable with the right minister. So, the next day, the right minister couldn't steal the incense, and the news that he just wore his underwear in embarrassment and went out of the palace spread throughout the palace. The pitiful first son of the poor has become the talk of everyone after dinner. Because of this, the right minister did not come to the temple for several days on the grounds of avoiding things.

As for the little prime minister, after agreeing to help me do all the things for a whole month, I will no longer pursue her fault. I am also aware of this kind of atmosphere in the palace and I cannot blame her all.

But after this incident, the love letter I received suddenly dropped. From the weird eyes of others looking at me, I clearly felt that many people were very sympathetic to the right minister, and obviously put me in the category of somehow. Too.

Alas, what kind of society is this?

Concubine Wen Che's stomach swelled day by day. If there is no accident, it should be produced in the late autumn. But it's still early summer, it seems that I have to live here for a long time. I looked at the crystal on my wrist, and I don’t know when I could collect tears to save the birds?

"Sharo!" A joyful voice pulled me back from the reverie. I looked up and a young man in a straight blue dress smiled at me. He Mao Baoxian! There was also a man standing beside him, a pure white garter, a light smile from Yun Danfeng's lightness, and his incomparable elegance immediately robbed Baoxian of the limelight.

"Qingming!" I was so happy that I got up and greeted them.

"Oh, Shalo, you really made your brother sad, even saying hello to Qingming first." Bao Xian came over and knocked my head with cypress fan extremely skillfully.

"I have shouted my brother countless times in my heart, but you didn't hear it." I rubbed my head.

"Dare to talk back." Bao Xian wanted to pretend to have a fierce expression, and finally the corner of his mouth was loose, and he laughed again.

"Oh, why did you come inside today?"

"Just fortune-telling the Donggong, who was about to be born." Qing Ming took the sentence next to him.

"So, what's the result?" I couldn't help asking when I heard about the child of Princess Wen Che.

"As a result, it doesn't seem to matter to you." Bao Xian changed the subject with a smile. "Yes, I heard about the matter of Minister You."

"Ah..." I smiled awkwardly.

"Dare to dare to beat my baby sister's idea, you can rest assured that I must summon several drowning ghosts, hanging ghosts, and starving ghosts to scare him." Bao Xian's mouth twitched a wicked smile.

"Ah, no, brother, anyway, this time he is stealing chickens and not eating rice." I quickly waved my hand, and the move to protect the constitution is really not a normal pervert.

Qingming smiled aside.

"Laughing?" I glared at Qingming, and suddenly found that what I just said was very wrong, and stealing chickens was not successful. That is not to compare myself to chickens.

"But..." Bao Xian lowered his voice, "Is the rumor that you kicked the right minister out of the door?"

"Oh, oh, it's true." I laughed twice.

"Dare to refuse the right minister's woman is only us Sha Luo, right? Ha ha, isn't it, Qing Ming?" He asked Qing Ming suddenly. Qing obviously didn't expect Bao Xian to ask questions suddenly, froze for a moment, and suddenly smiled faintly, saying, "Shara has always been bold and different from ordinary women."

Bao Xian looked at us and said again: "I have taken a step in advance, Qingming, to stay for me tonight."

"Brother," I grinned badly, "I think my brother is dating another good-looking lady."

"Oh huh, luckily no one among the ladies I knew dared shut me out." He smiled and turned away.

"What?" I looked at his back and said, "Is it a good woman in a man's heart when he is violated? It's a bit of rebellion and a big disrespect. What a strange theory, man, it's all lower body ""I suddenly turned around and saw that Qingming was still here, and I closed my mouth. Fortunately, fortunately, I haven't said any more excessive words, otherwise he will be laughed at.

Qingming's lips were filled with a smile, but she said nothing.

"Um, um, you just treat me as crazy," I said in a huff.

Qingming continued to smile lightly. He suddenly lowered his head, and a scent of ice icing on the lake surfaced, and my head was dizzy. I saw him getting closer and closer, and slowly extended his hand towards me. I feel a little nervous, he, what is he going to do? Just the moment I hesitated to push him away, I suddenly heard his clear voice rang, "Sharo, don't move, there are terrible bugs above your head." My body stiffened and I quickly moved without moving, I saw that he had retracted his hand and spread his palm, but it was a leaf.

"Oh, I read it wrong." He smiled softly, and the fox-like smile flashed in his eyes again.

"You play me, Abe Ching Ming!" I said angrily, Abe Ching Ming, I now fully believe that there must be a fox gene in his body.

"It's just wrong." He looked at me innocently.

"Ah, mother!" I saluted behind him. He was stunned, and quickly turned back to salute. He raised his head, but it was empty.

"Oh, I read it wrong, I was dazzled." I copied his suit, and I smiled in my heart. It turned out that Qingming was also quite easy to be fooled.

Qingming's eyes shone a little luster, and his smile hung on the corner of his mouth, just like the cherry blossoms of Twilight.

"Sharo, Sharo!" A voice from the prime minister called me not far away.

"I'm going to pass, Qingming. Let's talk next time." I smiled.

He nodded, turned away, and took a few steps. He suddenly stopped again, whispering: "Sharro who shut the right minister out of the door," he paused, and said in a lighter voice, "-- -so cute."

Looking at his back, I was stunned. Did I hear it wrong? What did he just say? lovely? Qingming actually said that word, am I dreaming? How could such words come out of his mouth?

Soon, more than a month passed unconsciously. Although the summer here is not as unbearable as modern times, and I have changed to a thinner summer dress, the layers on my body still make me feel sultry. The strange thing is, The girls and the girls do not seem to be afraid of heat. They may be used to it. As soon as they enter July, according to their saying, it is autumn.

Since the last incident of Baifan's grandma, I have gradually gained the trust of Yu Ji. Sometimes, she will also let me go out of the palace to do some things for her, nothing more than small things related to her natal family.

From time to time, she would also tell me to send something to Fei Xiang She. In fact, after having been in contact with Princess Wenche several times, I think she is also a relatively simple type, with a dragon in her belly. It is indeed a proud thing for her, but she makes this emotion too obvious When the surface is exposed, it naturally attracts the unhappiness of others, and I usually hear many dissatisfaction from other palace ladies.

It’s difficult to survive in this complex court because of the great tactics of the tree.

"I don't know what date, July has come. Du Yugao on the mountain, Fang Zhi years invaded. In a few days it is Qiqiao Festival." Qingliu's female room Qingliu said gently.

"Yeah, this year's celebration will definitely be very lively again, I don't know who will perform this Jialing frequency?" The Prime Minister said on the side.

My mind had long flown out of the lattice window. Such gatherings of women's rooms are really boring, especially when I often talk with a few songs, it is a brainstorming thing for me. If the prime minister is not pulling me, I won't come.

Qiqiao Festival turned out to be the Chinese Tanabata Festival, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met, it turned out that this festival spread from China to Japan before the Heian period. It seems that romance does not know any country. Every year, on the evening of the Chinese Valentine's Day, the emperor invites the courtiers to the palace to tune the poems together, and the banquet will last the whole night.

"Ah, anyone who plays, can't match the style of the right minister, you say it, Sharo?" I was suddenly called to the name by Qingliu, and I quickly looked up at her. She half-covered her face, seeming with a trace of laughter. .

"Ah, yes," I answered twice. When she said this, it seems that I haven't seen Minister You in a long time. After that incident, he never looked for me again. Of course, he didn't have a love letter every day. That's fine. He's a little bit simpler than I thought.

On the night of the Qiqiao Festival, the weather was unexpectedly cool, the stars were shining, and sometimes the breeze was used to practice. The interest of the emperor seems to be very good too. I looked far under the cover of the Bat Fan, and found the figure of He Maozhongxing on the side of the Gongqing aristocracy. His side was Bao Xian and Qingming. It seems that Zhongxing Master is really coming. Yue Qi is clear and clear.

Qingming seemed to feel my gaze, and looked up here. I quickly waved the fan to greet him. He raised his mouth gently and nodded to me.

When I greeted Qingming, I suddenly felt that someone was watching me, looking sideways, it was Yuan Gaoming. His eyes were a little complicated, and I suddenly thought of his embarrassment that day. I couldn't help but feel funny again, and quickly returned my gaze.

After three rounds of drinking, the nobles chanted the Chinese songs and poems of Yingjing. The emperor also made a song with great interest, "After the farewell, we will cross the Milky Way in an instant. We have not crossed the Milky Way, and there are too many wet scars." Everyone immediately exhausted the words of praise. After several secretaries made a few songs, the ladies here are not willing to be outdone, especially on this special occasion, everyone hopes to show their talents in front of the emperor, favored by the Bo King.

"There is an anxiety about the appointment, and the twin stars are full of love. Do you meet each other once a year?" You Ji's song was immediately praised by the emperor, "Ai Fei really is talented." The emperor's voice is in the voice. A touch of tenderness.

"Concubine doesn't dare to be." I saw a smile of expectation on Yu Ji's lips, maybe the emperor would be in the Honghui Palace again.

"Lord, there is also a concubine." Princess Wen Che's voice squeaked on the side. The smile on Yuji's face condensed for a second and then returned to its original state. Concubine Wen Che, who was pregnant, participated in this banquet today. She half-covered her face and said softly, "People come tonight, and they will go out if they don't meet. Weavers will treat people for a long time, and I will stay forever."

After the curtain fell, the emperor was silent for a while, and then repeated with a smile: "A good ‘I will stay forever'."

At that moment, a look of jealousy flashed in Yu Ji's eyes, but she immediately smiled gently and said, "Sister's song is much smarter than her sister."

Those nobles naturally understood that they immediately complimented Wen Chefei.

Princess Wen Che smiled smugly. I don't deny that she is very smart, and this chorus is no better than Yu Ji's brilliance, but such a confession can touch the emperor's heart, especially in such an atmosphere. However, at the same time, she was stupid and completely snatched the limelight of Yuki Nakamiya, a woman who would hate it.

"Secretary Right, why are you so quiet this year?" Yuan Gaoming, who had been smiling at the poetry of others, was said by the emperor, and he had to put down the wine pot and glanced at the stars in the sky. Love. The fog is on the Milky Way and Mo Tianming is long."

"Okay, well done." The emperor obviously liked the song very much, chanting again.

Yuan Gaoming is still somewhat talented, and his harmony has some artistic conceptions. I can't help but look up and meet his eyes. A strange look floated in his eyes, and suddenly he said again, "Lord, the courtier has a relentless invitation. The female servant of the palace, Shara, is from Tang Tu. Should you know a lot of Chinese poetry? Do you want to make a song?"

With a buzz in my head, I stared at Yuan Gaoming. This man, posing with me, really remembered hate, be careful! "Oh? This proposal is acceptable, Charlotte, I only know that you are not guilty, but I also want to see and see your Chinese poems." The emperor seemed to be interested too.

I quickly glanced at You Ji, but I didn't expect that she gave me an encouraging look. Maybe she doesn't like Wen Chefei's monopoly. I just wanted to refuse, and Yuan Gaoming immediately replied: "The land of Tang land, outstanding people, Sha Luo won't make me think it is a misrepresentation?"

Damn it, I flew a white eye to him, if our Tangtu is a master of the earth, where are your wakas and your writings? I am afraid they are still in a wild age. Just to rush this sentence, I have to be the first.

However, what poetry should I read? I can’t do Chinese poems by myself, and I can only steal one from the ancients. Who should steal it? The nobles at that time admired Bai Juyi's Han poetry very much, and they were very familiar with the poetry of the Tang Dynasty. It would be better to use the Eastern Han Dynasty, I hope they haven't heard it. I cleared my throat and said:

A troglodyte, a Han female in the Jiaojiaohe River.

Slim and simple hands, Zhazhan get machine.

There is no rule all day long, and weeping like rain.

The river Han is clear and shallow, how many times is it different?

There was no language in Yingying.

It was quiet underneath. It seemed that they had never heard the poem. Yuan Gaoming repeated it in Chinese. He suddenly looked at me, smiled at me, and said simply, "Good poetry, Gao Ming is ashamed." I Suddenly he was relieved, and finally got confused, glanced at Qingming, he was looking sideways with Bao Xian and did not know what to say, and did not look at me.

"I didn't expect Shalo's Chinese poems to be so outstanding. Come here and enjoy a bottle of Sharo Yuquan wine." The emperor's words made me inevitably a little disappointed. It was enough to enjoy a drink.

"Sharo, don't thank me, Yuquan wine is a very rare wine." You Ji smiled sideways, she glanced at Princess Wen Che again, passing a smile that was not easily noticeable.

I thanked and drank the wine. The taste of this wine seemed nothing special, just a little cool.

Almost in the middle of the night, everyone's interest was unabated, and I wondered if the stamina of the wine had just come. I had been drowsy for a while, and seeing that I was getting more sleepy, You Ji let me go back.

When I passed the corridor, I suddenly saw a sparkling thing flying by my eyes, it turned out to be a firefly. I have never seen a real firefly before, my curiosity rises, and I followed it to the lake behind the palace. As soon as I reached the lake, I was confused by the beauty in front of me...

The sparkling lake is covered with lush water grasses, and countless glowing fireflies are flying in the air, like countless stars falling on the earth, exuding the breathtaking beauty in the dark night.

I held out my hand, a small firefly stopped in my palm, and the tail shone with a faint light, so cute.

"Sharo..." There was a clear voice suddenly behind him, carrying a fragrance of ice frozen on the lake.

"Qingming, how do you know that I am here?" I did not look back because I knew who it was.

"I can feel it." He whispered, walked over, and looked at the fireflies in my palm, smiled faintly, and said, "Sharo likes this?"

"Well, it's so beautiful, but I saw so many fireflies for the first time!" I let the fireflies fly. "Oh," I looked at him. "How was my Chinese poem just now?" I know Qingming's Chinese is very good, including adults who protect Bao Xian and Zhong Xing, because they see Zhou Yi Feng Shui and five elements gossip. The original work in Chinese.

"Poem? What poem?" A fox-like smile flashed in his eyes.

"Abe Qingming, don't pretend to be stupid in front of me, hum." I stared at him with the look of "seeing through you long ago". If you are not familiar with him, how can you never imagine that the so cold Qingming actually has a cunning side?

"Yingying's waters are full of words." He smiled again and whispered, "Poems are good poems, but I am afraid that there are others who make poems."

"Oh--" I blinked my eyes a few times and laughed a few times, "Qingming really knows me. Ha ha."

"How is Tangtu's Qiqiao Festival?" he asked.

"Valentine's Day, of course, spent the holiday romantically with my lover." I replied casually.

"Valentine's Day?"

"Well, we are also called Valentine's Day there. It's a festival where men and women express their hearts and give gifts to each other. This festival is usually only spent with the people you like."

He looked at the lake quietly and smiled like a wind.

"Look, Qingming, there are more fireflies here." I stepped forward, but my body shook slightly because of the residual alcohol.

"That Yuquanjiu still has a lot of stamina." I smiled.

"Sit down first." He motioned me to sit down by the rock by the lake.

The stone was slippery and cool, and it was very flat. Qingming also sat beside me, and the cool wind came on, very comfortable. I suddenly thought of a nursery rhyme long and long ago, and could not help humming gently, "Firefly fireflies, a little bit red, like a small lantern. Firefly fireflies, bright crystals, seem to fly small stars."

He smiled softly.

"Laughing, isn't it nice?"

"Sharo, have you been with others before-Qi Qiao Festival?" He looked at me, his black crystal eyes sparkling like fireflies.

I shook my head and asked naturally, "What about Qingming?"

He hesitated for a while, "Does it count with Brother?"

I burst out laughing, "Qing Ming, you are so cute."

Talking and chatting, but my head was heavy, and the drowsiness and sleepiness gradually struck. I leaned on Qingming's shoulder and closed my eyes.

"Sharo?" he whispered.

"It's so sleepy, don't move." I said casually, and my consciousness gradually blurred.

Not knowing how long it took, I suddenly woke up, opened my eyes, and found myself actually leaning on Qingming's shoulder, and our hands were pulled together somehow. Suddenly I went to sleep more than half, this is not my drunk initiative to pull it? I just moved my hand and Qingming immediately let go.

Seeing him release so fast, is it true that I took the initiative to hold his hand?

"Wake up?" He smiled faintly.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I actually fell asleep like this, is your shoulder okay? I, I didn't mean it. I must have just drunk..." I quickly explained that Qingming wouldn't think I was taking advantage of him. .

"It's okay." Looking at his tone and expression, he seemed to be in a good mood, so I was relieved.

"No, I can't hold it anymore, Qingming, I'm going back to bed, and you should go back, the banquet should be gone." I stood up.

"Sharo..." he whispered.

"what?"

"Sharo you..." The fox smile that I knew was flashing in his eyes again, "Did you dream of something delicious while sleeping?"

"What?" I looked at him puzzled, and suddenly my eyes flicked over his shoulders, and a dark trace came into my eyes. There's a blank in my head, that, that, it won't be-my saliva...

"Ah!" My face was hot, and I turned around and left. Qingming's soft laughter came clearly behind him.

It’s over, it’s big!