I'm really not an old sword

"Let go of my hand."

Fujiwara Akiko said this in a threatening tone, almost biting her ear.

Lin Qingsu glanced across again.

Tamamonomae was staring at him, her beautiful light golden eyes showing no emotion, as if she had also been under an illusion and the scene she saw was not the same as what he experienced.

Lin Qingsu felt her throat was very dry, but how could she hold a wine glass with the hand that was holding the chopsticks?

Lin Qingsu said in a bitter voice, "Stop making trouble."

Fujiwara Akiko refused to listen, but instead made a gesture to reach down with her other hand on the table, frightening Lin Qingsu so much that she could only let go. Fujiwara Akiko, having gotten what she wanted, slightly adjusted the corners of her mouth, and no longer took the hand on the table.

"Go ahead."

Fujiwara Akiko spoke in a tone as if she had caught him.

"Did you sleep with her that day?"

"What exactly are you going to do?" Lin Qingsu said with a somewhat annoyed tone.

"I want to hear the truth."

Looking at Fujiwara Akiko's serious and beautiful eyes, the anger in Lin Qingsu's heart caused by her messing around gradually dissipated. He knew that she was very dissatisfied with him because of what happened with Tamamonomae that day.

She was very unhappy about having hidden things from her and lying to her.

These days, this woman who he used to think was very scheming told him everything about herself one after another, regardless of whether Lin Qingsu asked or not.

She even took the initiative to tell him the negative information about the subordinates she controlled, as well as those people, and even the negative information about her own father that she knew. Although Lin Qingsu did not say it on her face, she was still very touched in her heart.

After all, based on what she said about herself, if he suddenly switched sides to Fujiwara no Kenmitsu's side, not to mention Fujiwara no Michinaga, she herself would definitely be in big trouble, and it would be considered a good fortune for her to become a nun and live with the Buddha by her side.

But she told him everything without reservation.

Lin Qingsu also knew what she meant.

She told him everything, and he couldn't lie to her.

"Sleep."

Although Fujiwara no Akiko was the noble Empress in front of everyone.

Even when I'm alone with him, I'm often exhausted and dizzy, but I still instinctively want to be on top of him.

But she actually feels very insecure.

When she was in her early teens, while other girls lived with their parents, she was sent to the palace by her father to marry.

The Empress at that time was the daughter of his father's elder brother, the Left Minister, who was also his father's political enemy.

Emperor Ichijo was deeply in love with her and was very dissatisfied with Fujiwara no Akiko's sudden intrusion. One can imagine the life of Fujiwara no Akiko, who was only in her early teens at the time, in the deep palace.

Although her childhood experiences gave her a strong appearance, they also made her feel insecure.

She would hold on to him tightly when she slept and would not let go until she woke up;

Sometimes she would be so exhausted that she would fall asleep, curled up in a ball. Sometimes she would cry, even though when she woke up the next day, she would definitely blame him and scold him for hurting her like a donkey last night.

Fujiwara Akiko's hand exerted a little force, and Lin Qingsu felt helpless. He knew what she meant was "What else?"

This was also the reason why he didn't want to tell her at first.

There was nothing wrong with him sleeping with Tamamonomae, but he was afraid that Fujiwara no Akiko would ask him about Tamamonomae later. He couldn't tell her about Tamamonomae's identity, so it would be better to hide it from the beginning.

Although he initially regarded Fujiwara no Akiko as an addition to Murasaki Shikibu.

However, after these days of contact, because of her honesty, Lin Qingsu gradually let down her guard against her, and then gradually fell in love with this woman who looked strong on the outside but was weak on the inside.

He could lie to his collaborator Fujiwara Akiko without blushing, but he could not lie to Akiko who had given everything to him.

Seeing Fujiwara Akiko staring at him, the guilty Lin Qingsu just said softly, "Let's talk about it when we get back," and then looked away.

Seeing that the little feet between her legs were getting more and more intrusive, Lin Qingsu was depressed because of Fujiwara Akiko's matter.

She became so bold that she reached out, pushed aside the list, and crawled under the table, grabbing the little feet that were held between his thighs.

Her little feet were cold, soft and tender, without a trace of roughness, and as smooth as a newborn baby's.

The moment I started to touch it, I subconsciously tensed up and trembled.

Looking up, Tamamonomae's expression froze for a moment, and it was obvious that she had not expected him to do this.

Seeing him looking at her, she immediately forced a stiff smile.

'Let go!'

That seems to be what it means.

Lin Qingsu responded with a kind smile, and pushed harder with her hand that was holding the little foot that looked like a work of art.

Tamamonomae's body was pulled, and she looked startled, and quickly put her hands on the table.

Fortunately, except for Lin Qingsu, everyone else saw her as the 'Fujiwara Yuko' in the illusion, so no one noticed her abnormality.

As the little foot was pulled closer, Lin Qingsu took the opportunity to clamp her calf.

Tamamonomae was Tamamonomae after all. After being unexpectedly panicked at first, she quickly calmed down.

Noticing the distance closing, she raised a scornful smile and pressed down slightly with her front foot.

Then, noticing his change, Tamamonomae's smile became even more contemptuous.

Lin Qingsu smiled slightly, and Tamamonomae frowned slightly. She always felt that his smile had bad intentions, but before she could think about it, she felt two fingers pressing on the soles of her feet.

Tamamonomae's expression suddenly changed.

Is it possible...?

The next moment, the two fingers confirmed her guess. They slid across it, and suddenly an extremely itchy feeling came from there.

Tamamonomae clutched the quilt tightly and bit her lower lip.

This guy!

Foxes are naturally ticklish, so when the younger sisters in the tribe make her angry, she often tickles them as a punishment.

The effect is often very good. After the punishment, they often have tears on their faces, no longer look like ladies, and lie on the ground with their legs spread out, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

In the past, Tamamonomae often laughed at their lack of patience, but now...

Tamamonomae bit her lower lip tightly to endure the itchy feeling, but it seemed to spread throughout her body.

The corners of his mouth, which he had tried to suppress, could not help but rise up, and his little hands, which were tightly gripping the table, trembled slightly.

Tamamonomae knew that she couldn't go on like this, so she forced herself to endure the pain in her weak body, raised her other foot and kicked him continuously, trying to save herself.

Then she got good news and bad news.

Good news, this bastard no longer tickles the soles of his feet.

Bad news, my other foot was also caught.

"Young Master Lin!"

Tamamonomae's sudden voice attracted the attention of others. She picked up the wine glass and raised it towards Lin Qingsu with a smile.

"I have long heard of Master Lin's great name. I offer a toast to Master Lin."

As she spoke, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Qingsu.

There was no way out, Lin Qingsu could only give up the fruits of victory that were within her grasp and raise her glass with both hands.

There was no expression of abnormality on the faces of the two, except that Fujiwara Akiko glanced suspiciously under the table. The quilt blocked her view of what the two were doing.

However, Lin Qingsu had kept his left hand under the table just now, but he did not grab her hand. Instead, he moved violently, which made her quite suspicious.

"Speaking of which, I have a subordinate who is extremely brave. He has heard of Mr. Lin's deeds and has always admired him. He wants to compete with him."

Fujiwara no Akimichi continued Tamamonomae's words and said, "I wonder if Mr. Lin could give him a chance?"

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Lin Qingsu's answer, but shouted to himself: "Chang Ke, come here."

There was a sound of armor colliding, and the guards stepped aside. A tall, red-haired man in armor walked along the corridor leading to the pavilion in the lake.

He was nearly two meters tall, holding a spear, and every step he took was extremely heavy.

Lin Qingsu's lips curled up into a smile.

He recognized him, one of the five heroes who besieged him that day, and he also knew his identity and legend.

Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Lin Qingsu had specially studied history before this.

He remembered the general in front of him because he remembered that he had appeared in Type-Moon, and Japan's history was not long but the writing was, well, very funny, so he looked at it for a while and remembered it quite clearly.

Mori Nagayoshi.

"This is a great talent I have just found recently."

"I once single-handedly entered the great rivers and mountains..."

Fujiwara no Akimitsu smiled and told his stories one after another, killing demons and those long-famous samurai ronin.

The maids and guards around also turned and looked over when they saw this.

Mori Nagako stopped beside Lin Qingsu, put down his gun, and smashed a round hole in the hard granite surface of the ground.

Lin Qingsu glanced at him, and the other party immediately showed a ferocious smile.

"Your name is Lin Qingsu?"

"Everyone says you're amazing, but today I see you're not that great."

Fujiwara Akiko's eyes immediately turned cold.

"Don't be presumptuous!"

Although it was a reprimand, Fujiwara no Akimichi's tone was cheerful. He looked at Fujiwara no Michinaga and said, "What do you think, uncle?"

"That depends on Qingsu's opinion."

Lin Qingsu smiled and said, "It's okay."

Fujiwara no Michinaga said, "Since Qingsu agrees, then there is nothing wrong with that."

"but..."

Fujiwara no Michigami drawled out his words and said with a smile, "Since it's a competition, it wouldn't be fun without stakes."

Fujiwara no Akimichi pondered for a moment: "I have an authentic painting by Bai Juyi..."

Fujiwara no Michinaga shook his head. "Neither you nor I are short of money. To have a fight between two great generals with this as the stakes is a bit too boring."

Fujiwara no Akimichi raised his eyebrows: "So what does uncle want to bet on?"

Fujiwara Michinaga smiled and uttered two words naturally: "Life."

Not only Fujiwara no Kenmitsu, but also Lin Qingsu were shocked when they heard Fujiwara no Michinaga's answer.

Although I know I can definitely beat him, you trust me too much.

Aren't you afraid that I might lose?

And weren't you just talking about life? Why did you suddenly jump so drastically?

Fujiwara no Hidemitsu's smile was a little stiff. After a while, he regained his composure and said with a smile, "Uncle is really good at joking..."

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

Fujiwara Michinaga smiled and said, "Haven't you always wanted to avenge your sister and father?"

"Now the opportunity is in front of you."

"This is the bet you proposed. The timing, location, and people are all on your side. This is also your only chance to turn the tables. What are you afraid to bet with me?"

"Or, you don't dare?"

Fujiwara no Kenmitsu's face changed several times, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but exert a little force.

He wanted to agree in a fit of rage, but just as he was about to speak, he closed his mouth again.

He dare not.

Although, Ashiya Michiman told him that this Mori Nagayoshi was a being from Valhalla summoned by the holy object, with unparalleled combat power, it was easy for him to deal with the human Lin Qingsu.

But he didn't dare to gamble.