[Bo Qing] Straw pillow

This is not the first time Yuan Boya has heard such rumors: Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei is the son of a white fox.The Yin and Yang worlds have been separated for a long time, even if Yuan Boya knows about such things, he is still indifferent, but when thinking about this matter recently, some strange problems occasionally arise.

"Qingming, are you really the son of the white fox?"

Qingming, who was sipping tea, looked up at Yuan Boya who was sitting beside him, and replied after pondering for a while: "Yes, my mother is indeed a powerful white fox named Ge Ye."

Yuan Boya nodded thoughtfully, Qingming saw him frowning and pondering, thinking that there was something heavy in his heart, so he asked cautiously, "Boya, what's on your mind?"

Yuan Boya frowned and thought about it, and finally turned sideways solemnly, facing Qingming, and said, "Qingming, I have something to ask you."

"You said."

"Since you are the son of a white fox," Yuan Boya said seriously, "do you have fox ears and a tail?"

Qingming almost choked on a sip of tea, he looked at Yuan Boya suspiciously, cleared his throat and said, "It's not impossible for me to transform into an illusion, but I can still hide my monster form. What are you asking this for?"

"Just curious, the son of a man and a demon is not so common." Yuan Boya laughed.

"Just make fun of me." Qingming smiled helplessly.

Yuan Boya laughed, saying that this was not a joke, because it was Seimei, so he wanted to understand some things in depth, even if it was a trivial matter, he also wanted to know.

"Speaking of which," Yuan Boya changed the subject, "A few days ago, I was invited to attend the wedding of Minister You of Nakajima."

"Oh?" Qingming raised her eyebrows, "The right minister's daughter is married?"

"Exactly." Yuan Boya replied, "It's my honor to see her daughter Bai Wugou."

Qingming felt that there was something in his words, so he asked, "What do you want to say?"

Yuan Boya knew that Qingming had always been sharp and intelligent, so he could understand the meaning behind what he said, so he smiled and said, "Qingming, I think we should do the same."

"Are you talking about the wedding?" Qingming smiled, "A few days ago you made a fuss in Qingliang Palace, do you want to make another mess by saying this?"

Yuan Boya froze all of a sudden, and said, "Then Qingming doesn't want to marry me?"

"Let's put this matter aside for now." Qingming shook his head, "When the government is stable and the gossip and rumors are gradually lessening, you can think about it. If you insist on going your own way like this, those ministers who have always been against you may be killed." Something happened out of it."

Yuan Boya saw that Seimei didn't refuse outright, and knew that there was still hope for this matter, so he happily agreed, and began to think about how to plan this matter.

How could Qingming not be able to see through his thoughts, and seeing Yuan Boya happy again, he tried a way to change the topic and put the matter aside for the time being.

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"Oh, you mean... the customs of weddings?" Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni's eyes widened slightly, "I thought you were going to ask something, but it turned out to be something like this... Ha ha. Are you planning to get married, Mr. Boya."

Yuan Boya scratched his head, hesitated for a long time and didn't know how to answer.Although he has heard some rules, it is still a bit difficult for him to follow them exactly. In contrast, the eight hundred bhikkuni, who is a woman, may be more familiar with this, so I wanted to ask her, who Knowing that she would ask a question back, and the most terrible thing is that he still doesn't know how to answer.

"Also... no. Just ask." Yuan Boya said.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni covered her lips and smiled lightly, "Is it for Master Qingming?"

Yuan Boya paused for a moment, then looked suspiciously at the smiling woman in front of her. "You... Seimei told you?"

"Of course not. Lord Seimei is not the kind of person who likes to talk about his own affairs." Eight Hundred Bikuni shook his head, "If you have to say it...it must be due to my divination."

Can eight hundred bhikkhuni's divination reveal the relationship between two people?Although Yuan Boya was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. Since Qingming didn't say it, he didn't need to talk too much. Besides, Bhikkuni Babai had already seen it, so there was nothing more to say. "What I asked you... don't tell Qingming."

"Oh?" Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni looked surprised, "Can't you say it?"

"If he finds out, he will definitely be angry." Yuan Boya shook his head, but still smiled, "If he knows what I did, he will definitely be ashamed and angry."

"You really know Master Qingming." Eight hundred bhikkhuni smiled, "I won't tell you what you asked. As for those customs, why don't I write them down for you."

"Thank you."

After sending Yuan Boya away, the eight hundred bhikkuni sat alone in the courtyard looking at the cherry blossoms in a trance.Seimei was meditating in the quiet room, and the shikigami were playing with their own in the backyard.Babaichuni thought that sometimes people's heart and fate are really two unpredictable things, the two are too uncertain, just like these two people, even she couldn't see them when she first saw them There is a faintly connected red line, who would have thought that these two completely different people would come together.

Just told Yuan Boya that she saw the relationship between the two through divination, but in fact she still speculated.See with your own eyes, feel with your heart.Sometimes she can really feel the unusual intimacy and contact between the two of them, and today she can confirm it, and she has to lament the wonder of the world.

She doesn't want to dictate other people's lives and choices, she just thinks that the world is safe and peaceful, and it's not in vain to find a corner of pure land that belongs to her alone.

Human life is very limited.Although the eight hundred bhikkhunis can no longer experience the joy or helplessness of traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers in a limited life, but they have traveled more roads and seen more people, and they still express such sighs from time to time.It is really rare to not miss it in such a short life.

"Master Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, Master Qingming said that he has something to ask you." The boy stood obediently behind Eight Hundred Bhikuni and said, "Please go over there."

"Okay." Eight hundred bhikkhuni got up.The cherry blossoms behind me swirl and dance around, leaving fragrance all over the ground.

After entering the quiet room, he saw Qingming sitting in front of the small desk, frowning as if thinking about something.Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni's movements were very light, she sat quietly in front of Qingming without opening her mouth, Qingming didn't even notice that she had come in.

The air in the room was stagnant for a while, and the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni sighed, and spoke first: "Master Qingming, what happened?"

Qingming was startled, and when she looked up, she realized that the eight hundred bhikkuni was already there.He coughed twice in embarrassment: "It's nothing serious, I just want to ask you a question..."

The eight hundred bhikkhuni looked at Seimei and did not answer, that is to say, you have asked.

Qingming pondered for a while, then said: "That's it... I think you should be more familiar with it..." He glanced at Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, coughed lightly, and continued: "A folk...marriage."

Bikkuni Babai slightly widened his eyes, Seimei thought that what he said made Bikkuni Babai think of something strange, he added: "I just..."

"Is it for Lord Boya?" Eight Hundred Bhikkuni asked straightforwardly, without delay, which surprised Qingming.

"It's Boya... did you say something?"

Eight hundred bhikkuni shook his head with a smile. "Don't underestimate a woman's intuition." She didn't tell Boya that she got it through divination. She knew that such a trick would not work against Qingming.In fact, she was aware of these things through intuition and speculation, and she was not lying.

"What do you want to know? About folk marriages." She changed the subject and changed the topic back.Qingming glanced at her helplessly, and then continued to ask: "I think you should know more about some customs of marriage, so I want to ask."

"Why don't I write it down for you." Eight hundred bhikkuni smiled and picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down all the customs about marriage that she knew for Qingming.Just like she did for Yuan Boya.

Qingming put away the paper full of words, and said before the eight hundred bhikkhuni left: "There is one more thing."

"Please speak."

"Please don't tell me what I asked you about today." Qingming looked at her, "Especially to Boya."

Babai Bikuni's smile deepened a bit, she covered her lips and said with a smile: "Please rest assured."

When she entered the room, the clouds in the sky were still a little drowsy, but when she left the quiet room, the sky was full of sunset.Babaichuni smiled lightly, thinking that maybe sometimes there are some things, she just needs to settle down quietly in her heart.As for those cute-sounding secrets...

The cherry blossoms in the garden are blowing with the wind.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni smiled.It would be nice to make it go with the wind.

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April is the season when the cherry blossoms in Kyoto are scattered, but the cherry blossoms in Seimei Garden are still blooming like a young girl, as if they don’t know the date of return.

Qingming thought, the peach blossoms I saw in the first month must have withered for a long time now.

Yuan Boya is not very concerned about flowers, even if the seasons change, he doesn't have much feeling. Before coming, he specially bought good wine, saying that since the cherry blossoms in Seimei's house are still in bloom, it is better to drink wine with flowers, which has a special flavor.

Qingming led him to sit beside the small table under the cherry blossom tree, and said with a smile, "I've never seen you have any elegant thoughts about this flower before, what's the matter today?"

Yuan Boya sat across from him with a smile, didn't answer, just poured a glass of wine for Qingming and put it to his lips.Qingming took it and took a sip. It was indeed a good wine, fragrant and mellow, with a smooth mouthfeel, as if the aroma of the wine was tainted in his breath.Seeing him smiling, Yuan Boya poured himself a cup, passed it up to his nose, sniffed it, and smiled slightly.

Qingming didn't drink the wine in the glass all at once, but just took a shallow sip just now.He looked at Boya and said with a smile, "You really know how to choose wine, Boya."

Yuan Boya raised his eyebrows and smiled, leaning forward.Qingming didn't understand what he was going to do, so she slowly moved her position following his movements.Yuan Boya's arm went around his arm, intertwined with his forearm, and presented the wine cup back to her.

Qingming was taken aback for a moment, looking at the crossed arms of the two, he suddenly thought of something that Bhikkhuni Babai had told him a few days ago.In folk marriage, the newlyweds have to drink 330 nine cups of wine.

Handing over a glass of wine... Qingming looked at the wine cup in his hand and Yuan Boya who was smiling softly, a little dazed.

"I've heard that in folk weddings people have to drink a cup of wine." Yuan Boya smiled, "You don't like those big banquets, and I don't want you to be embarrassed by it, so..."

"Although I want to tell the world more, I don't want to make you unhappy." Yuan Boya looked a little helpless, "Actually, I really want to see Qingming wearing Bai Wugou's."

"It's a beautiful idea." Qingming replied, "Bo Ya, you really dare to think about it."

"I must do what I want to do. Especially for you."

"Bo Ya." Qingming lowered her eyes, "If...forget it."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Qingming smiled, even the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were stained with a smile, "I just thought, how lucky I am to meet you."

How lucky to have such a lover.

How fortunate it was you, Yuan Boya, and not others.

Yuan Boya usually likes Qingming's smile the most.He felt that when this person smiled, it was as if he could push away the layers of clouds and mist, and penetrate the warmth into people's hearts.The gentle smile on the corner of his eyes and eyebrows is the tenderness that Yuan Boya will never forget in his life.He lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, raised the cup in his hand, and signaled Qingming to drink up the wine in the cup.

Qingming looked into his eyes, raised his hands together with Yuan Boya, and drank the mellow wine in the cup.

Yuan Boya looked up at the sky, and suddenly said with a smile: "It looks like it's going to rain."

Qingming also looked up, but what he saw was a clear sky.He frowned and asked in confusion, "Why do you say that?"

Yuan Boya laughed loudly, put down the wine cup in his hand, lifted Qingming's long snow-white hair, and brought it to his lips for a light kiss.

"Because, I married the son of the white fox into the door."

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5w achieved! ! ! ! [tired dizzy

Marrying a fox is a Japanese folklore. It is said that when a fox marries a daughter, it will be sunny and rainy. [Hello

Make a cup of wine 339 cups, you two drink slowly, I'm not in a hurry x

I didn't write about Bai Wugou Seimei, so baa qwq...

It is absolutely unambiguous to insist on one update every two days, although I am really exhausted [choking.It's okay...it's okay...I can still fight...if Bo Qing doesn't fall, I can't die [get up

When I wrote it, I was in the liver bird skin... The event is almost over, I don’t have a bird skin yet, and I’m still a stranger [voice of despair]

Bo Qing who got married quietly, little angel, will you still pay the gift money x

I said [-] words before, and I’m going to be a dead body. Is anyone willing to expand the list with my salted fish... Just... QQ...

By the way, Weibo: @BlueC_Sakura音玉哥, if... if there is... I hope it can be expanded to the column [shuddering

Little angels, see you in the next cookie!