I have ten trillion licking dog gold

After finishing the phone call, Fujiwara Reiki returned to the clan gathering. As the only woman present and the center of attention, she found herself becoming absent-minded and even spacing out for some reason.

of course.

No one will be picky.

Nor dare.

Let alone within the clan.

Even on a national scale, he is a very important figure.

Who says a woman's role is only to reproduce?

The meeting lasted for more than two hours before it came to an end.

The Fujiwara family is truly a large and powerful family. Especially after the last nationwide catastrophe, the Fujiwara family did not retreat but instead advanced, going against the tide and surpassing a number of old families that were damaged by the catastrophe, becoming the undisputed leading family.

of course.

Because of Fujiwara Reiki's appointment as chairperson of the bilateral joint development committee, the outside world initially had a lot of criticism of the Fujiwara family. Under the instigation of some people, the Fujiwara family was even labeled as "traitors." However, this criticism quietly subsided after the Fujiwara family announced their marriage alliance with the imperial family.

Could it be that even the royal family is selling out the country?

"Physical discomfort?"

After the meeting, when the clansmen dispersed, Fujiwara Takuno, who had finally gotten his wish and sat on the throne of the clan chief, immediately expressed his concern for his sister.

His sister played a crucial role in the Fujiwara family's prosperity.

"The meeting has been going on for too long, I'm getting sleepy."

Fujiwara no Reiki, who had broken free from narrow-minded etiquette and entered the inner chamber, propped her cheek up with her hand and covered her lips with her hand, yawning with graceful poise.

They really are siblings.

Would anyone else dare to complain about meetings dragging on?
The matter must be handled strictly according to the law!
"Actually, you don't necessarily have to attend. In the future, if you don't want to come to these kinds of meetings, you don't have to."

Fujiwara Takuno was very considerate and had no airs of a clan leader. After his father's death, he not only took on the heavy burden of the family, but also did not abandon his duties as an elder brother.

"You haven't seemed to be in good spirits lately. Are you sick? Have you seen a doctor?"

Don't say it.

Fujiwara Reiki does seem to have gained some weight; her beautiful facial features have been filled out, making her appear slightly rounder.

"Thank you for your concern, brother. Li Ji has seen a doctor. With winter approaching, she's feeling a bit weak, and the doctor told her to drink more hot water."

Fujiwara Takuno smiled and nodded, "Your big day is coming up soon, so you must take care of yourself and be in the best possible condition to have a splendid wedding. You will definitely be the most beautiful bride in all of Japan."

Fujiwara no Reiki, who had already completed her engagement ceremony with the royal family, was slightly shy.

"My brother praised her so much that Li Ji was embarrassed."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's a well-known fact. My sister is the most beautiful woman in Japan."

The filthy desires in Fujiwara Takuno's eyes were gone; all that remained was an older brother's pride and affection for his younger sister.

"Have you and His Highness the Prince agreed on a date?"

"Liji doesn't want to be in such a hurry..."

Fujiwara Takuno laughed and said, "Nervous, are you? Everyone has to go through this step. You and His Highness the Prince have been engaged for so long, it's about time. Many people have been looking forward to this day."

"Does brother really want Li Ji to get married?"

It's like a younger sister playfully scolding her older brother.

"What do you mean by getting married? You will always be a member of the Fujiwara family, and this will always be your home."

If Fujiwara no Yu could see this scene from heaven, I wonder if he would feel that his death was worthwhile.

Although he was murdered by his own children in a conspiracy, he gained peace for his family and harmony among his siblings.

It is very valuable.

"elder brother."

Fujiwara Reiki called out, her eyes sparkling, seemingly deeply moved. Even they themselves might have begun to believe it, let alone outsiders.

"After discussing the date with His Highness the Prince, he told me. The wedding process is very complicated, and there are many things to arrange."

"Ah."

"Then, Mr. Jiang, will you need to invite him?"

Fujiwara Takuno asked.

Fujiwara Reiki remained calm and composed, saying, "I haven't thought about that question yet."

"Otherwise, let's forget it."

Fujiwara Takuno said considerately.

"Do not."

In a very short time, Fujiwara Reiki seemed to have figured it out: "How can I not invite him on such an important day? He has provided Reiki with a lot of help, and of course he should be invited to witness Reiki's happiness!"

That's really... insane.

Knowing the truth, Fujiwara Takuno wished he could tear the two scoundrels to pieces.

He can guarantee it.

That damned Chinese guy must have already eaten up the food he'd been craving since he was a child.

Because he is also a man!
Unfortunately, he had no evidence.

Unlike the Damocles' sword hanging over his head, which could bring him to his doom at any moment.

Although he obtained the coveted position of clan leader, he was merely a puppet, living a life of constant anxiety and uncertainty since taking office.

But again.

It was his sister, who had endured hardship for over twenty years and transformed herself from prey into hunter, who taught him this.

You must be patient.

As long as you're alive, there's hope for a comeback!

"If you think we should invite them, then invite them. Just don't be sad when the time comes."

"I can't believe it," Fujiwara Takuno joked.

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Why would Li Ji be sad on such a joyous day? His Highness the Prince is a very good person. Life can never be perfect."

A very good person?

The thought of Watari Tetsuya's ugly face made the dashing Fujiwara Takuno want to vomit.

So sometimes, he was genuinely wary of his younger sister, and it wasn't entirely because she had something on him.

He's a madman.

"That's the best way to think about it."

Fujiwara Takuno nodded. "Any other ideas?"

“The eldest brother is like a father. Now that the father is gone, the decision is naturally made by the elder brother.”

Fujiwara Takuno sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly amiable.

"Then let's discuss it as soon as possible. Our Fujiwara family hasn't had a happy occasion in a long time."

"If there's nothing else, brother, I'll take my leave now."

Fujiwara Takuno grunted in response, watching the delicate body he had once coveted rise and sway away. His eyes quickly changed, filled with a ferocious desire to kill her.

of course.

That unbridled, primal possessiveness of a man towards a woman, defying all ethics, still remains, only now it's hidden deeper.

“Bitch!
Fujiwara Reiki, oblivious to the changing gazes behind her and the jealous, resentful curses, returned to her courtyard in her wooden clogs.

first timing.

She stepped onto the electronic scale that clashed with the room's style.

108.

It's gained another two pounds.

Becoming fuller-figured is not an illusion.

"Eh……"

She sighed softly, stepped off the electronic scale, and, seemingly doubting the accuracy of the result, stepped back on it.

However, electronic devices rarely malfunction.

The numbers kept changing, then stopped.

Still 108.

"Come and try."

Fujiwara Reiki came down, as if she were talking to thin air.

then.

A short-haired woman appeared silently and stepped onto the electronic scale.

95.

"Eh~"

Standing to the side, Fujiwara Reiki looked down at the result and sighed, "We were originally evenly matched."

Sakura stepped off the electronic scale from China, still sporting her clean short hair, fair skin, and delicate earlobes. Who the hell would believe that such a person was a suicide bomber?
"Don't worry, miss, prices will go up again."

Fujiwara Reiki paused for a moment, then smiled beautifully, "That's true."

She seemed relieved, walked away, and opened the viewing door to let in more light.

Even the poppy growing in the abyss has begun to yearn for warmth.

Fujiwara Reiki gazed at the garden, which was not particularly spacious.

"Jiang Sang just called me. Do you miss him?" "Sakura wouldn't dare."

A assassin, more beautiful than any celebrity, stood in the shadows behind her.

"Jiang Sang mentioned you just now."

Silence fell.

Are you happy?

Fujiwara Reiki asked with a smile.

Sakura remained silent.

Fujiwara Reiki stopped teasing her, perhaps remembering someone's words on the phone: "Pour a glass of hot water."

Drinking more hot water is never a bad thing.

Especially at the onset of winter.

When Sakura reappeared with hot water, Fujiwara Reiki was already reclining on the veranda.

She seems to have been lacking in energy lately, and has become much lazier. She will sit rather than stand, and lie down rather than sit.

Taking the hot water, Fujiwara Reiki lightly touched the rim of the cup with her red lips, exhaling a warm breath in enjoyment. Then, she raised her hand and gently stroked her lower abdomen, an indescribable, mysterious glow appearing on her alluring and dangerous face.

"Fujiwara Takuno just asked me to set a wedding date as soon as possible. Has he resigned himself to his fate?"

"It's more likely that they wanted to sow discord between Miss Jiang and Mr. Jiang."

Sakura's voice is stiff.

No matter how confident he was, Fujiwara Takuno was only guessing, but she was a witness and a participant.

"Giggle."

The beautiful Fujiwara no Reiki reclined gracefully, her ink-black hair cascading onto the low table.

"Then do you think Jiang Sang would care?"

Sakura fell silent.

But silence is often a form of response.

"I think Jiang Sang will still care, even if it's just a little bit."

Fujiwara Reiki talked to herself, raised her hand, and made a cute gesture of measuring length.

After taking a sip of hot water, he continued, "Then do you think Du Zhe will care?"

What do you care about?
How can anyone answer something so nonsensical?

Could it be that he's concerned that she "has someone else in her heart"?
This seems even more naive than the previous question.

If someone might still harbor even the slightest resentment that a woman they once possessed married another man, then this marriage, involving two of Japan's top powers, was a political collaboration from the very beginning, a fact both sides were well aware of.

and.

As a man.

They generally don't care about a woman's "heart".

In comparison, people would definitely value a woman's body more.

As long as your body belongs to you, does it matter who you think about?
Surely that prince, who was originally on the fringes of the royal family, wouldn't mind.

Putting aside the immense resources Fujiwara Reiki possesses, just comparing their images alone, he has already gained an enormous advantage.

Would Wu Dalang find it offensive that Pan Jinlian was thinking about Ximen Qing?

Although this analogy is unfair to all three parties and carries an insulting connotation, the underlying principle is roughly the same.

"meeting."

Despite it being such an easy question to answer, Sakura gave a completely opposite and unequivocal answer.

Suicide squad.

I would never speak without being fully certain.

"Is it a common problem among men?"

Fujiwara Reiki's right hand returned to her lower abdomen.

Because of the cheongsam, it's impossible to tell whether she's gained weight due to recent laziness.

“If Watari Tetsuya minds, then things will be a bit difficult.”

She frowned, seemingly quite troubled.

"Sakura, do you have any ideas?"

Sakura didn't answer immediately; she spoke after a while.

"There's only one way. Let Tetsuya Watari believe it's his."

What does this mean?
It seems like the master and servant weren't talking about having someone else in their lives.

"How can I make him believe it?"

Fujiwara Reiki continued to ask.

Cherry blossoms remain silent.

"Sakura, do you mean I should submit to that ugly dwarf?"

Fujiwara Reiki's tone was devoid of anger, and likewise, there was no smile.

"Sakura wouldn't dare."

Sakura lowered her head. "We can find a substitute to replace you, Miss."

Fujiwara Reiki remained noncommittal, taking a sip of water. "Are you still willing?"

还。

Is this really treating her like a "bedroom maid"?

However, Watari is also a legitimate fiancé, so sending a trained assassin to be a maidservant is much more reasonable than the last time in Kyoto.

"Don't want to?"

Sakura did not answer.

As I just said, silence is an answer.

Fujiwara Reiki didn't blame her; instead, she smiled again. "So, what about last time with Eisan... why did you agree to be with him? Was it because Eisan is handsome? Or did you also find Eisan very charming?"

Sakura remained silent.

"Cuckoo~"

Fujiwara Reiki drank hot water, her laughter filling the air. It didn't feel like winter; instead, it gave the entire courtyard a vibrant spring-like feel.

"Finding a substitute isn't a good idea. The truth will eventually come out. That prince may not be very bright, but he's not stupid either."

Fujiwara Reiki got back to the point, a smile on her face, but her eyes were devoid of any warmth.

"There is another way."

Her voice was soft and gentle.

"Only the dead can keep secrets forever."

"In Chinese parlance, it's called 'the dead have no way to prove it'."

He truly deserves to be called a master of Chinese classical studies.

The use of idioms is so apt.

Sakura looked up.

"...After the wedding?"

A suicide squad member is a suicide squad member.

My duty is to carry out orders.

No matter how treasonous the order may be.

The imperial family is the spiritual faith of the Japanese people.

However, each assassin only possesses a unique totem.

"Do not."

Fujiwara Reiki gave a clear instruction.

"Before the wedding."

Sakura frowned.

Even death squad members aren't truly machines; they still possess some degree of independent thought.

If the groom dies suddenly before the wedding, then the marriage...

"Miss no longer needs royalty."

"Do not."

Fujiwara Reiki smiled, "I need the royal family, but I don't need that troublesome guy, Watari Tetsuya, anymore. His mission is over. I will take his place and become a member of the royal family, carrying on the royal lineage."

Sakura's pupils suddenly flickered; a death warrior's eyes revealed a look of horror.

"Why are you so dazed?"

Even with her back turned, Fujiwara Reiki seemed to be able to see her reaction.

Sakura lowered her head again.

"Sakura, go and take care of it."

Fujiwara Reiki sipped her hot water lazily, the assassins behind her vanishing without a trace. (End of Chapter)