[Onmyoji] My Peaceful Beijing

If a person is born rich and powerful, what kind of feeling should he have?

This is probably the life that everyone longs for, but for him, it is a prison, which means that he has too much in this life but he only wants to let go of his freedom.

Everything he says and does is watched.

When he was a teenager, he left the palace that trapped him like a cage, and experienced the life of ordinary people for the first time.

"My lord, my family was forced to escape with great difficulty, can you help me?" The woman in front of her was beautiful, with her jet-black hair tied into a bun, the hair that dancers and singers would comb. A mahogany hairpin was inserted between the buns, and the few strands of hair scattered between the temples made her look a little more frail.

He replied lightly: "Okay!" The woman's cheeks turned red from the smile on his face.

Her face was like peaches and plums, and her feet were on lotus flowers, but she was hit by a piece of talisman paper floating in the distance before she could get close to him. Neither did the skin.

He saw that the lips that were originally like cherry blossoms were split open to reveal the smelly teeth, and there was unknown mucus in the saliva, which was so disgusting that it made one's stomach sick.

"This is a monster!"

Standing in front of him was a young man dressed in white, his handsome face had just faded away from his childhood innocence, making him daunting, and he really didn't like this person from the bottom of his heart.

But it was this person who became his first friend, and his name was Abe Seimei!

"I know it's a monster, but I like beautiful creatures. Instead of seeing their disgusting appearance, it's better to let them wear human skin so that they won't scare others!"

Abe Seimei frowned and asked, "Are you also an Onmyoji?"

He smiled and said nothing, Onmyoji is just a title, he has talent, but unfortunately the family he was born in didn't want him to be an Onmyoji.

"My name is Yuan Boya, you are..."

It's hard to guess who this person is just by looking at his demeanor. Among the onmyoji, only Abe Seimei, a genius onmyoji who has become the number one at a young age, can have such an appearance and temperament.

"Brother Qingming, there will be a date later!"

It is true that there will be a period of time later, although he always said this polite sentence, Abe Seimei is interesting and worthy of deep friendship, and he is also a good toy to relieve loneliness and boredom.

Afterwards, he really went to visit Abe Seimei's house, and he brought a lot of gifts, nothing more than gold, silver, jewelry, and exotic plants. He knew that Abe Seimei didn't like these things, but he just wanted to make this cold Those who do not eat fireworks are polluted.

The closer he got to know, the more he found that Abe Seimei was really the same person as him, ruthless, righteous, and careless, and he didn't care about anything, and that's why he had the height he is today!

After three months of acquaintance, he really regarded Abe Seimei as a friend, and sometimes he envied him for being free and easy, but he couldn't handle everything cleanly so that people could not find a little bit of dissatisfaction.

I remember that it was late autumn, and leaves fell from the sky. This autumn seemed to be welcoming winter. His footsteps were so cold that people shivered in his bones. He shook the yellow leaves on his shoulders, and the white fox fur coat on his body was covered with dewdrops. Wet, he frowned and looked at this tiny flaw, he was very unhappy. He hated flawed things the most, and he would throw away even a little bit of dirty clothes.

He walked through the corridor of Abe's mansion, and he saw a boy shivering in the cave of the rockery, his black hair was soaked by the dewdrops on the autumn leaves, his dark eyes were wide open, as if there was something inside. Tears are like nothing.

He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt that this young man was distressing.

He stepped forward and took off the fox fur coat on his body. He told himself that this fur coat would still be thrown away by him after returning home anyway, so he might as well give it to this young man to keep out the cold.

Unexpectedly, the boy stepped back, and those dark eyes looked at him full of vigilance and defense.

He hates cowardly people the most in his life. He hates such weak creatures extremely.

But he is Yuan Boya, a person who is so hypocritical that he hates himself, he smiled, put the fox fur coat on the boy's body and tied a beautiful bow around his neck.

The boy should be developing, he doesn't have an Adam's apple on his neck, and his appearance is more like a cute girl, but he can tell at a glance that he is a boy.

He touched his head lightly and said, "Don't be afraid!"

The young man's body trembled, he wrapped his hands in the fox fur coat and buried his face in it, such a tiny movement made his heart feel like being pricked by a needle, it hurt so much!

"Why are you hiding here alone and not going back to the house?"

The young man looked at him, the eyelashes above his eyes were wet with dew, as if they were studded with a few black pearls.

"They all bullied me and locked my door!"

The boy's voice was very soft, like a pot of old wine, it couldn't help but make people addicted.

"Why don't you bully me back?"

"This is not my house!"

He thought the boy was weak, but it was not until many years later that he realized that he was more stubborn than anyone else. That weak appearance was just a disguise, and he also clearly understood that the feeling he felt when he first saw him was called liking, and the pain was called Distressed.

There are thousands of beauties in the world, and as the grandson of the emperor, he possesses unparalleled power in the world, drinking the most delicious wine and hugging the most beautiful beauties, naturally he will not remember the boy hiding in the fake cave, or He just hid him in the depths.

That year, his best friend Seimei Abe was going to marry a wife, and he smiled and said congratulations.

"I don't know what kind of stunning beauty can catch Qingming's eyes?"

"Ordinary appearance, you have to know that I never look at the appearance!"

Self-cultivation, not close to beauty, of course, Abe Seimei is just a man with abnormal aesthetics.

On the day of the wedding, he suddenly missed Abe Seimei's wedding because of something. On the third day after the wedding, a large group of servants followed him with big gifts.

In the garden, he met a man who was pruning flower branches. His hair looked soft, and his eyes were as light as a bend of water, like a person deep in his memory.

He saw that the person was brushing a pink camellia, he stepped forward and covered it with his hand to pick the camellia.

Unexpectedly, when the man turned his head, his eyes were red when he looked at him, and his face blushed angrily.

"You are……"

"who are you?"

It turned out that he had long forgotten about himself!

He chuckled, stretched out his hand and couldn't help but want to tease him, but he saw a maid at the side slowly coming to salute him, "Lord Boya!" Then, the maid bent her legs slightly, "Ma'am!"

It can be seen that his status in the family is not very high. According to etiquette, of course the servant salutes the master's house first, but this maid salutes to him first.

'lady'?

It took him a while to realize that he was Abe Seimei's wife!

After that, he never came to Abe's mansion again. He was afraid of seeing that person. He was in love with Abe Seimei. He was indulging in sex all day long, but every beauty seemed to have the shadow of that person. He really loved him so much. Those eyes, he could not see anyone with eyes as clear as water.

"grown ups!"

This is his most loyal guard, and only he understands his heart.

"That person has gone!"

Just by saying the word 'that person' he knew who he was talking about?

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and he pushed the beauty in his arms away and rushed out the door.

The red horse was running fast, and he whipped the horse just to go faster and faster.

But it was still too late. When he arrived, Abe Seimei told him that the body had been cremated.

A group of servants were sorting out the man's belongings, and he saw the fox fur coat at a glance. The white hair had turned yellow, and the rope he had tied on the man was torn.

"I don't know what to do with such a rag!" one of the maids said dissatisfiedly.

"Maybe he doesn't have any decent clothes in Abe's house, but he's been deprived of monthly silver every year, and he doesn't even have coal in his house in winter!"

"Don't tell me you're already dead, Madam said, it was given by someone in his memory who was kind to him, but I can't remember who it is..."

He listened to those people's words, reached out and grabbed the fox fur coat and went out. When the autumn drizzle hit him, he smiled, and he couldn't tell what the hot thing in his eyes was. He remembered the first time The first encounter was also in this season, when the young man who was on guard against him stepped back and buried his face in his fur coat.

If he had taken him away, wouldn't he have died?

That year, he moved out of the imperial palace, this prison-like place, and in the eyes of others he became a carefree young man of music, but only he himself knew that he was concentrating on the art of yin and yang, and only hoped to surpass Abe Seimei.

Revenge has become his only belief!