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As he spoke, he helped the white-haired girl to her feet, his cold gaze sweeping over their surroundings.

What came into view were faces filled with ignorance, fear, disbelief, and deep hatred.

In their minds, they probably equate themselves with monsters.

A person who associates with monsters?

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's annoying face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"A bunch of ignorant and unreasonable people. They're all equally stupid!"

He slowly gripped the sword hilt, but before he could retaliate, he was pressed down by the girl who was half-leaning in her arms.

"What do you want to do?"

"No, don't kill people."

Yuan Qingya clicked her tongue, looked at the tear-streaked face, and finally lowered her head.

"I just wanted to teach them a lesson; it wasn't necessary to kill them."

"The crime does not warrant death."

"You're thinking of our past relationship, but when they wanted to burn you alive, they showed no mercy!"

"Furthermore, stupidity is not a mistake, and I do not represent justice. In their eyes, you and I may be wrong."

"but"

"I don't think so."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired girl paused for a moment, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on her somewhat sorrowful face.

"It's enough that you don't think so."

"enough."

Let's go, let's leave this place.

"Hey, I'll be relying on you from now on. Please take care of me, Lord Kokushi."

"Um"

“From now on, I am no longer Aqing.”

"Aqing died here."

"I'm."

"The master of collecting ghost stories and tales of the hundred worlds."

"Blue Lantern!"

Chapter 285 Onmyoji

Yuan Qingya ultimately did not vent her anger on the villagers.

Even though they knelt down in fear and trembling under the pressure of the swords-wielding foot soldiers, they still kept clamoring, demanding that the samurai throw the monster into the fire and burn it clean.

Yuan Qingya remained unmoved, merely glancing at them with a cold gaze before silently leading her men out of the village.

He helped Qingxingdeng mount his horse, took the reins himself, and walked slowly with a solemn and deep expression, lost in thought.

Feng Mo, along with his disciples and guards, stayed far behind them, not daring to approach and disturb them.

After walking for a long time, Aoandon finally broke the silence.

"The villagers will spread the word that you rescued the monster, and I will ruin your reputation."

"It's not too late to regret it now."

Yuan Qingya rolled her eyes, clearly seeing the nervous look in the eyes of the girl on horseback behind her.

"Don't worry, I'm different from them."

Do you know why I was kicked out of Heian-kyo?

"Because of me"

"Colluding with demons and harming humans is a heinous crime. That bastard Minamoto no Yorimitsu originally wanted to kill me outright. Fortunately, my father's power was not to be underestimated, so he managed to send me out of the capital. It was called an exile, but it was actually a banishment. I was truly pitiful."

When she said this, Yuan Qingya's face showed only gritted teeth and hatred, not a trace of pity.

Aoandon was amused by his childish expression, and even the annoyance on her face disappeared a lot.

She covered her mouth and smiled slightly for a while, then suddenly turned around on her horse and looked into the distance at the place that she had previously called "home," her eyes becoming lost.

"I can't go back."

Yuan Qingya didn't turn around, and just snorted.

"I can't go back to Heian-kyo either."

"So what? Just settle down somewhere else. There will always be new stories waiting for you in the future."

Aoandon paused for a moment, then looked at the boy's retreating figure leading the horse, her smile suddenly growing wider.

"yes."

"There are always new stories waiting for me."

Could that be you?

The voice was barely audible, but the smile came from the heart.

Many people clamor for equality and justice, but where in this world is there true fairness?

The most unfair thing about humanity is called "talent".

People may not be divided into different classes based on their social status, but people's talents can definitely be classified according to their level.

For example, Gen Kiyoya's talent in swordsmanship.

He transmigrated alone, penniless, and without any special abilities; he could only rely on himself.

"If I could time travel again after this life ends, I would definitely make myself a cheat code to wear!"

With this in mind, Yuan Qingya, who believed in self-reliance, began to hone her swordsmanship.

The Genji were members of the imperial family who had been reduced to subjects; their only asset was their illustrious family background.

From childhood to adulthood, he lived a life of luxury, and his father could provide him with whatever he wanted, including in the path of swordsmanship.

He also displayed an extremely terrifying talent for swordsmanship.

He was born with a high affinity for swords. He started learning swordsmanship when he was seven or eight years old. Three years later, even the best swordsmanship instructor in the Genji clan had nothing left to teach him.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu, hailed as the greatest hero of the Minamoto clan, was two or three years older than him. In a sword fight, the odds were evenly matched. Minamoto no Kiyomasa was confident that after a few more years of training, he could take Yorimitsu's head in a one-on-one duel.

However, when it comes to other talents, compared to the treasure girl she had luckily picked up, Yuan Qingya, who had lived two lives, was simply ashamed and had nowhere to hide.

She calls herself "Qingxingdeng," and Yuan Qingya calls her "Qingxing."

A year after she moved into the castle tower of Edo Castle, everyone in the city would respectfully call her Lady Ao, showing her even more respect than Minamoto no Kiyomasa.

Because all matters concerning Edo Castle, from major issues like military training, land reclamation, irrigation, and taxation, to minor matters like the lord's mansion's food and drink, required her approval.

Aoandon's talent in these matters was enough to make most capable officials of the time feel ashamed of themselves.

Not on the same level at all.

They developed irrigation canals, cultivated fertile land on the mountains, organized large-scale fishing fleets to withstand the storms at sea, and formulated reasonable tax policies and decrees that promoted the healthy development of Musashi Province.

Yuan Qingya was completely sidelined.

But Musashi Province is thriving.

The stories of the wise king that Minamoto no Kiyoshi boasted about to Uesugi Kiyoshi were not actually his doing; they were all fabricated by him because he had found a treasure girl.

Of course, if you insist that he has the ability to judge people, he would shamelessly admit it, because if it were anyone else, Aoandon would probably have died long ago.

That day, after lunch, Yuan Qingya took a short nap in the study.

He was actually quite free, as all affairs were handled by "Lady Qing" in the eyes of his retainers. As the king, he usually did more of his work, such as cultivating his skills and practicing swordsmanship.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, a few barks from dogs woke him up.

It's Ah Chai calling.

At this time, he had been living in Edo Castle for a little over a year. A-Chai was living a pretty good life, running around everywhere all day, but he never strayed far from him.

When he sleeps or rests, Ah Chai will guard the door, and if anyone approaches, he will bark wildly to signal them.

However, these few barks were not very intense; instead, they sounded somewhat joyful and ingratiating.

This is probably the sound someone makes when they run into someone they know.

"Is Xing here? Or is Qingxing here?"

"Wait a minute, a new commercial street opened in the town, and she was the one who strongly promoted it. She even went there herself to promote the businesses and boost trade. Did Anne go with her?"

"It seems that Achi went to the beach to practice his swordsmanship, and he's not in the city either?"

“Apart from them, Ah Chai is not kind to anyone else.”

Before he could figure it out, hurried footsteps approached.

The newcomer, acting as if he were no outsider, pushed open the door to Yuan Qingya's study. His hearty laughter reached Yuan Qingya's ears even before the figure appeared.

“I said, San’er.”

"I've really had a feast for the eyes along the way!"

“I have heard in the capital that Musashi Province is a barren land, but under your rule, the fields are fertile, the population is large, and the towns are just as prosperous as those castle towns near Heian-kyo.”

"I knew it! No matter where our third son is, he'll never blend into the crowd!"

A figure that looked about 70% similar to Yuan Qingya strode up to him.

Yuan Qingya rubbed her eyes, her face showing a mixture of surprise and joy.

"Second Brother."

"How did you come?!"

The Emperor's younger brother, Prince Kemin, has four sons and one daughter, with Minamoto no Kiyomasa being the third.