I'm really not an old sword

And her familiar personality...

"Don't you know that Fujihara is annoying you?"

"Huh? Huh?! Huh?!!! This is fake, right? It has to be fake! How could Murasaki Shikibu hate me?!"

"It's true." Izumo Aguo whispered, "It's really annoying."

"Why?!"

"very noisy."

Even the lively Izumo Akuni couldn't stand this guy who was as noisy as a cat.

"..."

Sei Shonagon hung his head in disappointment like a defeated rooster.

It seems like she really cares about Murasaki Shikibu.

Lin Qingsu didn't understand either. She was a court lady serving Fujiwara no Hidemitsu's sister, Fujiwara no Sadako.

Logically speaking, Fujiwara no Akiko, whom Noriko served, was an enemy.

"Woo, it's okay."

Sei Shonagon suddenly raised her hand, clenched her arm into a fist and encouraged herself.

This scared Chu Yun Aguo and Lin Qingsu.

What the hell?

Do you want to scare people to death by suddenly attacking them?

Lin Qingsu was almost frightened to the point of having a heart attack.

I finally understood how it was possible that Fujihara, who was so gentle and easy-going, could hate someone.

Sure enough, there is a reason.

Then, Lin Qingsu saw Sei Shonagon looking at him with burning eyes, as if he was looking at a plate of delicious pork belly.

"Please help me repair my relationship with Murasaki Shikibu!"

"Forgive me for this."

"It's not a big deal. Just let me and Murasaki Shikibu sleep with you."

Of the "Three Talented Ladies of Imperial Literature" during the Heian period, two of them slept with him together?

Lin Qingsu's heart was shamefully moved.

Not only that, looking at Sei Shonagon's cute appearance, he even thought about whether to gather Izumi Shikibu as well.

Although she is less than ten years old now.

But he raised her slowly, and when she grew up ten years later, he would sleep with her in the same bed with the "Three Talented Ladies of Dynasty Literature".

"Hey, you want to go together? Don't worry, I've already told Akiko about this, and she's already sent someone to keep an eye on Izumi~"

Well done!

"Am I that kind of person?" Lin Qingsu asked seriously.

Then, without waiting for Sei Shonagon's answer, he looked at Izumo Okuni: "If you don't want to..."

"I, I'm not unwilling." Izumo Aguo shook his head.

Sei Shonagon followed up, "Anyway, life here is pretty good. O-Kuni and I both like it here. Besides, you're so handsome, Master. I heard from the Empress that you're also very good in that area. It wouldn't be bad to have you as my woman."

Women in ancient times were still better.

Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog.

In other words, with two 'empresses', Tamamonomae and Fujiwara no Akiko, it was really easy for him as a man.

Well, let’s talk about healthy life after we return to reality.

Now please allow me to live the life of a foolish and incompetent harem master for a while longer.

"Then come over here."

Upon hearing this, Sei Shonagon immediately pulled the blushing Izumo Okuni and walked to the bedside with a smile.

"This is the first time for me and A-Kuku, and I'm petite, not as big as Murasaki Shikibu and the Empress."

"Master, please be gentle~"

......

At the same time, in the underground 'prison'.

A rounded prism protrudes from the top of the steep rock.

The water evaporated from the hot spring spread to the top of the cave, and the water diffused and accumulated on the prisms.

Tick, tick, click, click.

The Snow Girl was blindfolded with a black cloth, her limbs were bound with iron chains, and she was tied in the air in a "big" shape.

The sound of water drops falling kept coming to my ears.

My mind has been fluctuating since the beginning, but now it has become completely numb. Only occasionally when I am in a daze and suddenly hear it, I can't help but tremble all over.

How long have I been locked up here?

One day? Three days? A week? A month? Or even longer?

The Snow Girl doesn't know.

I was just wondering if Dao Mandarin was still alive and what was written on the information.

I was wondering when that damn bastard would come to teach me a lesson.

She was afraid that she would become a plaything of a man without any independent consciousness like Shuten-doji, and she lived in fear all the time.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound suddenly rang out along the empty tunnel.

The Snow Girl's body couldn't help but tremble, and then began to tremble even more violently.

Here he comes.

Was she going to be trained to be a female beast with no sense of autonomy, calling him "Daddy" all day long?

No, I don’t want it.

The snow girl kept struggling, and the chains were clattering.

The footsteps approached along the empty corridor, and each sound struck her heart like a huge bell.

"Sister Snow Girl."

Is this the voice of Sister Zezi?

The Snow Girl stopped struggling.

She raised her head, trying to see who was coming, but it was too dark, and the person was covered with a black cloth...

'Uh-huh. '

The black cloth was taken off.

The Snow Girl saw who was coming.

It was Fujiharako, she was wearing a simple palace dress, and her eyes were full of apology when she looked at her.

The Snow Girl looked at her hand, where there was a thick stack of documents.

"that..."

"Let me tell you." Fujimoto simply summarized the information for her.

"So, Daoman-sama is not dead?"

The hoarse tone of the snow girl, who was almost collapsed, was tinged with excitement.

Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing her like this, Fujimoto was a little angry, and she took out the information that said "Snow Woman".

"Sister Snow Girl, you've been deceived by him!"

The Snow Girl looked at her in astonishment.

Were you fooled by that damn bastard?

"Do you still remember your adoptive parents, that old couple?"

"Be mentally prepared."

Fujimoto told the Snow Woman the contents of the document word for word.

The Snow Girl listened carefully.

After finishing her speech, the Snow Girl remained silent for a long time, staring at Fujiharako with dull eyes, and at the document in her hand.

Looking at the lifeless eyes of the Snow Girl, Fujimoto's heart was filled with pity.

"Don't go looking for that bastard."

"Qingsu will kill him to avenge them."

"Don't leave, okay?"

"Stay here, I'll plead with Qingsu, okay?"

The Snow Girl came back to her senses. She didn't respond, but said in a hoarse voice, "Let me see."

"Sister Snow Girl..."

"Let me see!" The Snow Girl suddenly collapsed and yelled loudly, and then she said it again, her tone full of pleading: "Let me see."

Fujimoto pursed her lips tightly, picked up the document and stood in front of the snow girl.

The Snow Girl watched carefully.

The handwriting and layout, no matter how many times I looked at it, were exactly the same as the paper I found in that damn bastard's room that day.

it is true...

The Snow Girl suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

The chains rattled.

Tears rolled down her cheeks like a curtain of beads, and her eyes were completely devoid of any light.

"Stay, I'll stay with you." Fujihara said softly.

The Snow Girl didn't answer until Fujimoto spoke again. Suddenly, a last glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, and she begged, "Can you let me go?"

Fujimoto was stunned for a moment, then she continued, "I don't believe it. I want to find him and ask him in person."

"But, but you will be killed." Fujimoto disagreed: "No, absolutely not!"

"Sister Zezi, please."

"..."

Fujimoto suddenly felt very tired.

She suddenly thought.

Perhaps I should have not insisted on asking my husband about his sister Xue Nu.

Seeing the Snow Girl clinging to the last straw, Fujimoto was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slightly: "Yeah."

Chapter 54: Tamamonomae, the King of Palace Fighting

The Snow Girl escaped.

With the help and cover of Fujihara Yoshiko, she escaped quietly from the heavily guarded palace.

By the time someone discovered it, it was already daytime the next day.

Looking at Fujiharako kneeling on the ground, crying sadly like a cuckoo crying blood, with a face full of guilt and sadness.

Lin Qingsu felt that she was wrong.