sleepless night

Before Ye Hui Ji Yoshihara Muxue was called the third generation Yoshihara Taifu, she was just an ordinary geisha in the veranda who had no ambitions, no hope, and didn't care about anything.Never look forward to anything, so have no desires.If live, live, if die, die freely.

Until she met the man named Tetsunosuke.Tetsunosuke Miyamoto, a wandering swordsman, a samurai without a master.Superb in skills, personable but also aloof and indifferent, every time he just stares at this luxurious world with cold eyes and tastes the clear shochu.At the beginning of each month, I came to name the oiran, but I never got the oiran's favor.

It was just because the oiran at that time was not Yoshihara Muxue.

Taifu Yoshihara, the second generation, is a man of unrivaled elegance.But that weathering is too ostentatious, unreal to the extreme, it will dissipate with the wind.Almost no one can really catch the light wisp of smoke.

So when the opportunity came, when everything happened naturally, Mu Xue used all her strength and means to climb to the throne of oiran.

No longer wanting nothing, no longer living and dying freely.A husband with care is just the simplest woman in the world.

Among the cherry blossom petals flying all over the sky, she stepped on tall and heavy clogs, slowly moving eight characters, and approached the person she was thinking of step by step.

three years.Finally we are going to meet each other.Tetsunosuke-sama...

Yoshihara Veranda, Oiran Yehui Ji's boudoir.

"Qi Shi, this is not good, why did you run into his boudoir while he was away?" The white-haired girl gently tugged at her companion's sleeves, her eyes were full of cautious excitement, but she said words that didn't meet her intentions at all. .

The woman didn't even need to look back to know her companion's true mood. What accidentally appeared in her heart was her companion's cute little twinkling starry eyes. For some reason, she smiled, "Fenxue, you should know, It's interesting."

Seeing that her companion didn't want to talk to her too much, the girl who loves jumping stopped pestering her and ran to the side to look around.Finding that there was nothing interesting in this room, he lay down on the small wooden table in a daze in a state of boredom.

So boring, so boring!Angrily, the girl made grimaces one after another at the small pot of prickly pear on the table, but she didn't think it was enough, so she stretched out her finger and poked the pot of completely indifferent plant vigorously.

"Pfft—hahahaha!! Don't poke, don't poke!!"

Suddenly, sharp laughter echoed abruptly in the empty room.

"Huh?" Fenxue stared at the pot of prickly pear not far from her fingertips in surprise, suspecting that she had auditory hallucinations at her age.

On the surface, the extremely gentle woman, Qishi, is now facing the cute girl with a wrinkled face full of astonishment with a beautiful face that is watching the show, and she is not going to express her opinion.

On the contrary, it was the potted plant that had finally laughed enough and stopped shaking, and kindly reminded: "Don't be surprised, I am a plant that has become a fairy, and I can only talk."

Dongkong Fenxue, who found it interesting and bright-eyed, immediately reacted, desperately poking the cactus that would make a cute laugh with her fingers.

"Ah! Ah! Don't! Don't poke anymore! You bastard! Don't poke! Hahahaha! Ah!"

Various funny sounds.Powder Snow was happy again.

After laughing and laughing for a while, the cactus finally stopped being ravaged by powder snow. I was a little speechless for this cute girl cactus who looked like a devil in reality. It let out a long sigh of relief and began to introduce itself solemnly: "My name is Sansanqiu, 170 years old this year, is a prickly prickly pear, also, a prickly prickly pear."

It is Tangled's self-introduction.Fenxue nodded and continued poking.

"Ah! I told you not to poke! You haven't played enough! Ah! Ah! You have had enough of you!"

The girl who was poking happily and unrestrainedly while putting her hands on her head laughed: "Since you have said that you are the fairy of the prickly pear, why are you still so useless?"

The cactus was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned around.

"..."

"..."

So, is the fairy of this cactus arrogant?

Dong Kong Powder Snow, 21 years old, was dumbfounded for the first time in his life.

"I am a plant of the Yoshihara family. I have been cared for carefully, so I became a fairy body unknowingly, but this generation of Taifu Yoshihara made me very worried. Now that you know my real body, you can be regarded as a good person." For fate, I hope you can do me a favor."

"Tell me." Qi Shi has been leaning against the table, with a calm expression, not at all the strange feeling of seeing a talking prickly pear, but more calm and weak than usual, as if it will disappear soon.

The serious prickly pear sighed for a long time. Although he didn't know where its face was, it seemed to be full of helplessness and entanglement.

"The husbands of this generation are very, very pure, and have achieved today's achievements for the people they like, but because they are too pure, her reason for living is just like this, so I am very afraid that when her reason for living is disillusioned, she will also will perish."

Fenxue touched her chin seriously while listening, "Are you sure? But even so, how can we help?"

The cactus shook his body vigorously, looking very entangled: "As long as——as long as you protect that man and let him escape the shogunate's pursuit, they will definitely be able to end them."

"Huh?" Fen Xue was confused now.Protecting people is the last thing to do, and this kind of errand with no deadline will always be thankless.The most important point is that last time they competed with their own names in Zhou Fangqi, and now they are also wanted by the shogunate, how can they have that kind of spare time to protect others?

Seeing that the two of them didn't intend to answer, Xianrenqiu also knew in his heart that perhaps he was a little too strong.He sighed deeply again.It naturally doesn't know that Fen Xue is the person who hates sighing the most.Goosebumps all over my body when I hear a sigh.

"So, I can only promise you that we will do our best."

Qishi's voice is still calm and weak, but the content still does not allow others to refute.

"Okay, since Qi Shi has said so, then it must be done." Fen Xue pulled her fingers and stretched her waist, as if she wanted to do something big.

Rong Qishi was standing on the roof of Yangwu, the wind made her long sleeves flutter.In the night, her empty eyes reflected the brilliant and luxurious brilliance under the Yang house, her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and the pink flower-shaped hair ornament stood out especially in the dark night.The low air pressure slowly came back into the cage, and she showed a slight smile, a trace of evil and a trace of coldness.

【So.let us start.night. 】