The head of the Yuan family does not want to be reincarnated in the Chanyuan

"You mean Shuo Jun..." Impossible, this is not like Shuo Jun's style.Listening to the news from the person in front of him, Abe Seimei's head was filled with question marks. If he hadn't been able to confirm that this person was indeed from the Minamoto family, he would have doubted whether it was someone else pretending.

God knows what kind of mood he felt when he saw a member of the Yuan family standing at the door with a worried face in the early morning. He was so frightened that he even stopped for two seconds, thinking that something important had happened, but when he invited the person After entering, he got a piece of news that was very unusual for someone who was familiar with Yuan Manshuo: Yuan Manshuo disappeared during the battle with the two-faced Su Nuo.

Abe Seimei looked at him silently, feeling that he had been fooled. He pressed his fan against his forehead, his expression showed a hesitation to speak, and he couldn't hold back and asked: "Tell me honestly, is this true?" Is it?"

From the source family: ...

Abe Seimei: Stare at——

"...cough." He coughed, and with Abe Seimei's clear expression, said tactfully, "It's good that you know there is such a thing."

"Is there anything that you need to pretend to be dignified to come to my place? Do you want someone to see it?" Abe Seimei asked immediately, but after seeing the silent source family, he sighed. Shaking his head helplessly after taking a breath, it was the style of planning to deal with it by himself, "Okay, I know, you can't tell me."

"Then, Your Excellency Qingming, I'll take my leave first." He nodded calmly, then recovered the solemn expression he had seen when he came, and turned around quickly to leave.

And when he just stepped out of the gate, the smile on Abe Seimei's face faded little by little. He tapped his palm with a fan, walked around the yard twice, returned to the house to boil water and pour tea, and then just stared at He was in a daze, didn't move a mouthful, his fingers kept tapping on the table, and he couldn't calm down at first glance.

"No, let's make sure." Abe Seimei murmured to himself. It wasn't that he didn't believe Yuan Manshuo, but mainly because the "nothing" that Yuan Manshuo said was different from what most people perceive. Angry at himself, Abe Seimei resolutely took out something, ready to make a divination for Yuanman Shuo.

The result made him heave a sigh of relief. Abe Seimei picked up the teacup and drank the cold tea in it, but what happened?If there were only two sides, Su Nuo and Shuo Jun, there would be no need for people from Yuan’s family to come to visit today, and they even put on a look like something happened, since that’s the case...

Abe Seimei heard the knock on the door again, he understood it, waved his hand with a smile on his face, the door opened in response, and the figure of King Ma Cangye appeared in front of the door.

…Let me just add the bricks.

So at the next banquet...

"Your Excellency Seimei." A familiar person's eyes lit up, and he walked towards Abe Seimei in two or three steps, "I didn't expect you to come."

Abe Seimei paused as he stepped into the hall, and immediately felt an urge to turn around and leave, with a trace of regret in his heart: Why did he forget to ask in advance who the guests will be at this banquet?It is a little troublesome to get out now.

This person is the one who felt ashamed after listening to Abe Seimei's impromptu poem at the palace banquet at Fifteen Nights, and since then, he seems to be entangled with Abe Seimei, not to say that he is always talking to Abe Seimei Chased and intercepted, but Abe Seimei was often asked to taste his poems. The sincerity of his attitude made Abe Seimei a little hard to refuse. Later, no matter how delicious the food was, he couldn’t eat it every day, let alone it was not too big. The interest is here-Abe Seimei has already started to avoid him.

It turned out that he didn't notice for a while, and ran into him here.Abe Seimei looked at the sky secretly and melancholy, and greeted with a trace of stiffness: "Long time no see, Matsuoka-kun."

"Your Excellency Seimei, you came just in time, we have done it these few days..." the person called Matsuoka said happily.

"Matsuoka-kun, we'll talk about it later." Abe Seimei quickly interrupted him, finding an unintelligible reason, "I'm going to say hello to the (banquet) host first."

"I was rude." Matsuoka thought about the same thing. Anyway, the banquet was still so long, he didn't need to be in a hurry, so he stepped aside apologetically, "Please."

Abe Seimei breathed a sigh of relief, not long after, because he himself is not a person who likes to attend banquets—or none of the three of them, Genman Saku, Abe Seimei, and Asakura Hako—are interested in banquets— So soon he, a "novel" and well-known figure, was surrounded by people.

"Your Excellency Qingming, I heard that you solved the confusing 'ghost girl' in the red leaf forest some time ago." A nobleman's eyes were full of curiosity, and even a little yearning, and he asked eagerly, "It's a pity... As beautiful as the rumors say, will you swallow it after you 'spend a good night' with others?"

What is this "unfortunate" thing?Always feel like you are thinking about something to die for?If you had really seen what that "ghost girl" looked like, you probably wouldn't have said such things.Abe Seimei thought this way in his heart, with a consistent smile on his face. He still couldn't tell the tragedy of the scene, otherwise, with the endurance of this group of nobles and ministers, this banquet would not be able to be held: "There is no such thing as a good night together." , As for appearance...cough, it's just ordinary." If eight eyes and six mouths can also be called "ordinary".

"That's it..." His voice was obviously a little disappointed, but he quickly pulled himself together and put the "ghost girl" behind him, and then wentssiped a lot with the people around him , some of them are even eye-opening to Abe Seimei, what Ohno-sama and Uchiyama-sama fought in the street, which caused their faces to be disfigured, and they didn’t even step out of the house recently; There has been a good reputation in the past...

In the end, they were obviously a little unfinished. At this moment, someone suddenly mentioned: "Speaking of which, Your Excellency Qingming, do you know what Yuan-sama is doing recently? It's been a long time since I saw you."

I knew it was going to be like this, and that's why I'm here.Abe Seimei felt the eyes that were looking at him in unison, thinking as expected, every time no matter what topic was discussed at the banquet, he would always turn to Saku-kun from a strange angle, Should it be said that even if Shuo Jun spends most of his time at the gate, does he have a terrifyingly strong sense of existence?

...Before he heard people say that Yuan Manshuo is the current aesthetic standard in Heian-kyo, as if it were a joke, but now it seems...It may not be true.

"This..." The expression on Abe Seimei's face seemed to froze for a moment, and then he naturally covered the lower half of his face with a fan, and at the same time covered all his expressions, "Saku-kun is still the same as before, after all, winter It's almost here, and the temperature has dropped."

It seems to be too.Many people were suddenly reminded. They glanced at each other and felt their scalps go numb. You must know that Yuan Manshuo's temper would always be a little bit worse in winter. If he bumped into his hand at this time...

"Hey, let's discuss something else." A person suggested with flickering eyes, and the guilty people agreed one after another. Abe Seimei even saw beads of sweat appearing on someone's forehead, but the next second...

"In that case, let's..." Matsuoka appeared out of nowhere, and cast expectant eyes at Abe Seimei, as if he had been waiting for today for a long time, Abe Seimei suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, "Come and drink Bar!"

Help... Abe Seimei's eyes have lost their brilliance, and it is too late to find any excuse to "run away". He looked at the crowd who agreed, and couldn't help his eyes wandering. He smiled wryly in his heart, Shuo Jun, I paid for this. A great price!It won't work if you don't pay "payment" when you come back.

Just when Abe Seimei fell into "dire straits", all their performances were captured by a caring person.

That night, in a narrow room, there was a dark figure sitting across from the candle-lit table, quietly staring at the blurred bronze mirror, not saying a word for a long time, while the shadow in the room swayed on the dilapidated furnishings. It wobbled and looked weird.

"Yuan Manshuo... Is something really wrong?" His hoarse voice sounded not like a normal person's voice, but rather a tone that was barely restored after being destroyed. He seemed to be asking something, but he There was no one on the opposite side, and then he answered his own question to himself, "It looks pretty close."

The black shadow slowly bent down and rubbed under the table for a while, and finally took out a plum blossom umbrella that had fallen apart. It was the one that was discarded in the battle between Su Nuo and Yuan Manshuo. After watching for a while, he suddenly grinned and let out a "hoarse" laugh, like skulls colliding with each other in the cemetery, which can only make people feel the wind gusts: "Even if you don't die, it will definitely be difficult. In this way... "

His voice stopped abruptly, the veins on the back of his skinny hands were bulging, and he said in a dazed way: "Don't worry, they will pay the price right away, I will definitely let the whole Yuan family go to accompany you."

The black figure staggered up and walked to the window, the moonlight moved into the room, revealing his horrific face with criss-cross scars and skin of different shades as if it had been sewn up with a needle and thread. Broken clothes with a large area of ​​scorched black marks burned by the fire hung on the wall, only revealing an incomplete, faintly visible pattern like a family crest on the corner of the clothes.

That is……