[Comprehensive] stand-in

Jiro Tachi was the first to propose the reception, because Honmaru, who hadn't had a new sword for a long time, finally welcomed a new partner.

"Besides, after the founding of Honmaru, the lord hasn't played with us once, has he?" Jiro Tachi, who is dressed up charmingly, holds the wine bottle tightly in his right hand, and the other hand rests on the shoulder of the judge, The strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him, making the judge unconsciously frowned.

"Jiro, don't get so close to the main hall." As the elder brother, Taro couldn't stand it any longer. The tall young man stretched out his hand and grabbed his younger brother back, then nodded to the interrogator as an apology.

"Is it a reception to welcome Xiaohu? It sounds very interesting." Sitting on the other side is the newcomer who just came to Honmaru this time. Like Mikami Tsukimune, it is a knife made by Sanjo Sokami. It is said that when forging The fox, who is the messenger of Inari Myojin, is also named after this allusion. What does not match his wild appearance is his extremely humble and gentle gentleman character.

Since Chika doesn't have this knife in her Honmaru, it's her first encounter with it, but happily, it's a very easy-to-handle knife.

"What do you think of the main hall?" Candlestick looked at the judge with a smile.

"What does Guangzhong think?" She looked at the young man inquiringly.

"It's been a long time since this pill has been so lively, and it's okay once in a while."

"Then let's do it." The judge made a final decision.

All the swords in Honmaru took action immediately after getting the news, because the reception was scheduled for the evening, and a lot of fireworks were prepared to increase the atmosphere.

The sun above the head slowly fell into the horizon of the sky, and the heat of summer also faded with the sun. The venue of the reception was set in the courtyard, and above the head were many small lanterns that were specially painstakingly decorated by short knives in the afternoon. Flashing and flashing, it looked like a real party.

"Oh, oh, is this the party mentioned in the current world magazine? Very good, very good..." Sanriyue still looked like an old god, holding a teacup, but the teacup had been replaced by the old tea. liquor.

Sitting next to him was Xiaohuwan, the two whispered from time to time, with smiles on their faces, and the atmosphere looked harmonious.

Although it is a reception, but of course only wine is not enough, so Kasen and Candlestick Kiri are also busy walking around in the middle, unable to stop at all. Not far away, Jiro Tachi and Nippon Kai are sitting opposite each other, and there are already full of people around them. With the empty wine bottle, Taro Tachi sat next to the two to prevent his younger brother from drinking too much, while he took a glass of wine and poured it for himself.

"Nah, general." The judge felt his clothes being pulled, turned around and lowered his head, and saw a group of daggers headed by Ranto Shiro looking up at her, hesitating to speak. Yan stood not far away, looking this way frequently.

"What's going on, Chaos?" asked the god judge, usually this group of short knives like to be lively the most, but now they looked reserved.

"General, don't be angry with brother Yiqi, okay?" Akita Fujishiro whispered, his hands still pinching the hem of his clothes. Usually, this introverted child rarely speaks in front of her. Monk Zhang Er was a little confused for her.

"I'm not angry with Ichiden." He reached out and rubbed Akita's head to soothe his emotions, to show that what he said was true.

"Then why didn't the general go to see Brother Yiqi when he was injured?" the dagger with long golden hair said aggrievedly.

"Did you get injured in the first phase?" She was taken aback for a moment. She probably didn't have a battle mission in the latest phase, so how could she be injured?

She looked around subconsciously, and found that there was indeed no figure of the young man among the people attending the reception.

"Didn't you ask Brother Yi to take back the knife pattern? The knife pattern is closely related to our godhead. Once it is sent out, it cannot be taken back easily. Brother Yiqi unilaterally terminated the contract, so he was backlashed by the godhead. That’s why I’m bedridden.” There was a little complaint in Ranto Shiro’s words.

"Chaos!" Yao Yan, who was still on the other side just now, had already walked over, with a look of disapproval on his face, "Didn't Brother Yiqi tell you not to say it?"

"But...but..." Ranto Shiro, who was reprimanded, looked aggrieved.

The dispute between Yaoyan and Luan became a little louder, which naturally attracted the attention of many people in the courtyard, including Sanriyue.

The young man with a handsome face smiled and took a sip of the wine in his glass, while Xiaohuwan smiled beside him.

"Don't you need to go there?"

"Hahaha, it's better for the old man not to meddle in other things." San Riyue laughed twice, then retracted her gaze, and then fell into her cup again, her long eyelids drooping down to cover his expression

On the side of the god judges and the short knives, the god judges who stood at a loss, the expression on their faces had changed from initial surprise to guilt.

After a long time, the judge finally took action.

"I'm sorry, Luan." The girl squatted down and took Luan's hand, "Is the first phase hall in the room?"

After all, in the eyes of the short knives, Yiqi Yizhen delivered the knife pattern to her because she was worried about her, but from the results, it was indeed because of her order that Yiqi Yizhen was hurt.At the beginning, when she heard the other party say that she could take back the knife pattern, she thought it was an easy thing to do with that calm tone as when she handed over the knife pattern, but when Fu Sangshen took back the knife pattern At that time, she didn't notice the difference.

No, or she was only happy to get rid of one worry, and ignored the specific situation of the youth.

Frowning slightly, the thoughts in her heart kept churning, but before she could figure out why, she had already walked through the short corridor and stood in front of the door of Awataguchi's room.

Because the Awataguchi faction has many swords, after the rooms from one end to the other are opened up, they will be used as their collective dormitory. As the elder brother, Ichishin will naturally live here.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, but the interrogator didn't hear a response. After hesitating for a while, she still chose to open the door.

The room was very dark, relying on the moonlight leaking in from the window, she could see the person lying on the bedding, she looked closer and just saw the sleeping face of the young man.

Considering that she didn't want to disturb his sleep, she didn't turn on the light, but sat down beside the quilt.

The young man's eyeballs rolled slightly under his eyelids, probably in a dream, but this dream didn't look very good, because his handsome brows were tightly knit together at this moment.Because it was summer, the young man was only covered with a thin blanket. It was probably too hot. The usually rigorous young man kicked off the quilt, stretched out his hands and feet from under the blanket, and hugged him in a side sleeping manner. Lived in his own blanket.

He obviously has the appearance of an adult man, but he is sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms, and he nestles half of his face in the soft blanket in a childish manner. In the eyes of the god judge, it is a bit too cute-this is probably what Huili-chan usually does. The contrast is cute?

Her heart softened slightly. Even though the young man was still in a deep sleep, she could tell that his condition was not good, his cheeks were slightly flushed, but his lips were bloodless. It seemed that withdrawing the knife pattern would be a heavy burden on his body. big.

He stretched out his hand worriedly, and originally wanted to touch the young man's forehead to see if he had a severe fever so that he could take some countermeasures, but his wrist was caught halfway.

In the dark, she met a pair of honey-colored pupils, and the other party was obviously a little surprised that she appeared here.

"Ji Jun? Why are you here?" The voice came from the first issue, and one could hear the obvious weakness, "Isn't today a reception?"

Just as he was speaking, the hand holding her wrist loosened.

The appraiser withdrew his hand graciously: "Well, I heard nonsense that you are sick, so I came to see you."

Hearing this, he knew in the first episode that his younger brother must have said something to the interrogator, and there was a hint of helplessness on his face.

"Ji Jun, don't feel guilty." Probably because his body is still very weak, so the young man lay on the bed and talked to her with half-closed eyes, "When I did this, I was ready to withdraw the knife pattern." Mental preparation, not to mention, is only weak for a few days, and there will be no substantial harm."

As soon as she heard the words to comfort her, she felt even worse.

"Actually, I'm very glad that I gave Ji Jun the knife pattern." The young man turned his head, his honey-colored eyes shining in the darkness, "That's why I was able to appear beside Ji Jun in time when Ji Jun needed help, and became a Your help. Although I am very sorry that I didn't help you in the end..."

"No." She interrupted him, "I know you tried your best."

The girl sighed, and quietly took his hand that wasn't covered by the blanket with her small hand: "At that time... I was the one who should say sorry to you..."

"Ji Jun?" The young man was surprised by her sudden closeness.

Sawada Tsunayoshi has repeatedly reminded her that Honmaru's swords have a much longer lifespan than hers, so you can't easily believe what they say, after all, there is a lesson from Qianxiang.It's just that compared to this, she is more willing to confirm the facts with her own eyes.

At least at that time, the worry in Yiqi's eyes was real, so she reached out her hand without defense, and at this time, the young man's self-blame for not helping at the beginning was also real.

Since a period of five years has been agreed upon, she will try her best to treat each knife fairly.

"Please have a good rest." The judge comforted, and then wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held instead.

There was a faint joy in those honey-colored pupils.

Yiqi held the hand of the god judge, brought it to his mouth, and touched it lightly with his lips. The cool touch made the judge stay where he was, maintaining the posture that he was just kneeling and about to get up.

"Huh? What's the matter?" He let go of the judge's hand, and his eyes looked a little innocent, "I heard that there is a hand-kissing etiquette in this world, which is used by men to treat nobles with high status. Women, have I acted abruptly in an expression of respect and gratitude?"

"...No..." She shook her head with a complicated expression. The immaturity of this group of fusangshen made her somewhat at a loss for what to say, but it just made her let go of those strange thoughts in her mind, "This Etiquette is generally used for women who are very close, so please don't use it casually in the future."

"Hey, I'm sorry... I was rude, Ji Jun." The usually polite young man blushed and retracted his hands into the blanket in embarrassment. Although his face was still very bad, his spirit was stronger than before It looks better.There was even a slight smile on his lips.

——His main hall is indeed a gentle person.

The author has something to say: Sick beauty 17get√

I saw some little fairies discussing the issue of whether it is black or not. Let’s put it this way, Sanming is gray, and 17 and Mi Zong are still white!

Today's small theater comes from my daily life with friends

Friends: Stupid, I'm starving to death, give me full-time food!

Me: I beg you, madam, can you restore the pit you have abandoned for a long time? I want to eat 80 grains!

Jiyou: I can’t write!I'm too busy stroking cats!

Me: I can’t even write!Match [-] is so fun!

Two people: Ah, I'm going to starve to death...

[The final result is that two people watched the drama for an hour hand in hand]

and this is from the author's last draft box...it was squeezed out by you...she herself went to Children's Day!As a pure little fairy baby!Children's Day is celebrated even at the age of 80!

Let the manuscript box replace the author to say happy holidays to you!Little fairies!

【点苍扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-05-3123:23:46】新面孔！新土豪！今天的老婆就决定是你了！点点！来我们一起给咪总打call！【。

And the little angels haven't left any messages recently!The number of messages has dropped dramatically!The author suffered [-] points of damage!Feel the life of a lonely empty nester!Although I have been busy recently, it is a bit slow to reply to comments, but I am replying!Come and chat with me!Even if you have nothing to praise me for, that's fine! 【ntm

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