My mother's love song

Then she avoided the boy's gaze, scratched her cheek and said, "Well... of course I'm afraid of being seen by others and causing unnecessary misunderstandings."

"You're still as bad at lying as before."

"No, I'm not lying!"

"Besides, if I go in and out of your bedroom every other day in the middle of the night, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"Goooo...speechless!"

Rhode looked at the flustered Tamamo with sharp eyes: "Are you hiding something from me?"

“Wh…what’s going on!?”

"..."

He sighed, "Well, never mind. I don't mind. I'll keep you company, day or night."

"Wow... What a magnanimous heart! You've become a good man! I'm so happy, Tamamo-nee!"

Tamamonomae hugged his back tightly, wrapped her slender white legs around his waist, and rubbed against the boy happily, but heard Rhodes' extremely calm voice.

"Don't move, this is a very bad situation."

"Oh...oh, I see...boys really have it hard."

Tamamonomae's cheeks flushed, and she finally calmed down a little.

……

……

……

As usual, it took Rhodes nearly an hour to clean Tamamonomae's nine tails.

The two bodies separated and sat side by side in the corridor of the garden.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded and raised the empty wine glass in his hand. After Tamamonomae filled it for him, he drank it in three gulps under her gaze.

A cup of wine after work was indeed delicious, Rhodes thought with satisfaction.

At this, the stunning beauty next to him said, "Oh, it's raining."

Also noticing the subtle sounds in the middle of the night, the boy looked up at the sky in the garden, slightly tipsy.

A continuous drizzle covered Heian-kyo.

The courtyard was dark in the second half of the night and quiet in the rain, with only the sound of raindrops hitting the grass and leaves.

"It's getting late, and it's raining... Your Highness, how about you stay here with me tonight?"

She said as she refilled his glass of wine.

"Hmm...what should I do?"

Rhodes drank the wine in one gulp and said, "Let's do it."

Staying in the harem late at night, even throughout the history of the East, there are not many powerful officials who can do this.

Let me use my privilege for a moment.

"That's great☆"

Tamamonomae clasped her hands together and said with a smile.

Then Rod had a few more drinks.

Feeling that it was almost time, he turned to the house and asked, "Don't you want to make the bed? You don't want me to sleep on the floor, do you?"

Not only the appearance but also the interior of the bedroom of Concubine Fujiwara no Takako was completely imitated from the Tang style, so there was a bed.

This was one of the reasons why Rhodes stayed here overnight. He hadn't slept in a bed for a long time.

"Ok?"

Tamamonomae took the wine glass from Rhodes, raised it and drank it, then spoke.

"No need."

"Ha... Sister, I'm a little disillusioned. I didn't expect that the stunning beauty Tamamonomae would sleep without making her bed. The bed is now full of your hair, right?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Tamamonomae raised her delicate eyes and said unhappily, "How could I possibly entertain you with something so simple?"

"?"

Without waiting for Rhodes to ask again, she put down the wine glass in her hand, grabbed the boy's sleeve and pulled him to her side.

Rhodes rested his head on her thighs.

Tamamonomae lowered her head to look at the boy's face, pushed aside his bangs, and spoke softly.

"Hehe... Just like before, please rest well with Tamamo as your pillow, my lord."

Chapter 736: Tianlan Holy Grail War, Opening

The Purple Palace was the third largest hall in the Daming Palace in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty. It was the inner court hall where ministers met the emperor, which was called entering the cabinet.

Hundreds of years later, in the island country, the Heian court also followed Chang'an and established an audience hall called the Purple Palace.

At this moment in the Zichen Hall, the highest-ranking men of the Heian Dynasty were discussing an important event.

Among all the participants, the first to be attended was, of course, the head of this country, Emperor Ichijo.

He sat in the upper seat, separated from the ministers by a curtain; only a petite figure could be vaguely seen through the curtain.

In addition to the emperor, there were nearly ten important ministers present.

However, even though they were all powerful officials in the imperial court and owned thousands of acres of fertile land, only two of them had the right to speak in this meeting.

On one side was a middle-aged man wearing elaborate court official uniform and an ebonised hat.

He has deep facial features, a shrewd moustache, a calm face, and eyes as sharp as a wild animal.

Just as Fujiwara no Takako said, he is a man as cunning as a raccoon cat.

He was none other than the Left Minister and Regent, Fujiwara no Chojo, Lord Michinaga.

On the other side was a handsome young man.

Unlike Fujiwara no Michinaga, who exuded an aura of dominance just by standing there and dominated the entire Purple Palace, the young man sat cross-legged on the ground.

The young man, wearing a blue kimono that was not suitable for formal occasions, sat lazily on the ground with his hands stuffed into his sleeves, yawning.

Although he was only sitting down, he was the only person sitting in the hall, just like the emperor.

However, no one raised any objection to this absurd and insolent behavior.

He was none other than the Right Minister, the Shogun, the elder of the Minamoto clan, Genji.

I don't know when this unwritten rule came into being in the Purple Palace. Or a tacit understanding.

When the two ministers appeared here at the same time, other officials would remain silent and stop speaking or discussing.

Keep silent because there is no point for others to speak.

The so-called court meeting was just a consultation between the two of them, with no room for others to interrupt.

Maybe even the gentleman sitting behind the curtain is the same.

After all, the words of the Left Minister and the Right Minister are the words of the emperor himself.

Then, in front of the regent and the general, a young man knelt with his head bowed deeply.

A handsome monk with long black and white hair named Ashiya Doman raised his head, looked at the hall and spoke excitedly.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"This is a ceremony designed by Lord Abe Haruaki. It is unprecedented in the East and West, and it is a grand ceremony that shakes the world!"

He spread his arms excitedly.

"Its name is, Tianlan Holy Grail War!!!"

"I am overwhelmed with fear. In the name of the Left Minister Fujiwara no Michinaga and the Right Minister Genji, I will gather the Yin and Yang arts of our generation and the strength of the Yin and Yang Bureau to perform this ceremony."

"Summon the heroic spirits of the seven Casters from another world... and select the masters of the seven Casters, a total of seven fierce warriors!"

"The last person and rider left will receive glory and honor, and even their wishes will be granted."

"With the agreement between the Left Minister and the Right Minister, the seven Seven Riders will spare no effort to carry out the ceremony. This matter is accurate!"

"besides!"

"Offer the life of the master of magic! In this way, the protection of Kyoto will be significantly strengthened incomparably, and a thousand years of peace will be within reach!!!"

"How wonderful! How reasonable!"

"This is what Seimei-sama wrote about. What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

After Ashiya Doman finished his report, silence returned to the Purple Palace.

Everyone turned their eyes to the two people, one old and one young, standing in front of the curtain.

The Left Minister closed his eyes.

His furrowed brow revealed that he was thinking about what Master Daoman had just said.

The Right Minister also closed his eyes.

I guess the Ogosho is also thinking like Michinaga-kun...

“Heh… huh… huh…”

The Shogun shook his head and fell asleep in the Purple Palace in front of the emperor.

No matter how boring Master Doman’s topic is, he shouldn’t fall asleep in front of His Majesty the Emperor!

All the ministers who saw this scene were dumbfounded, but they dared not even breathe, let alone reprimand him for his rude behavior in front of the emperor.

There is only one man in Japan who can rebuke this boy.

Fujiwara Michinaga opened his eyes.

Just when everyone was expecting the Regent to impeach the General, he said, "I see. The one who is going to sacrifice his life is a magician from another world, right?"

Ignore! ?

All the ministers were stunned. Even the Left Minister turned a blind eye to the Right Minister's absurd behavior?

Of course not, the difference between Fujiwara no Michinaga and ordinary people is that he can distinguish the importance of things.

What is more meaningful, correcting the words and deeds of the Right Minister, or ensuring the eternal continuation of Heian-kyo for a thousand years?

He was the first to realize the value of the [Grand Ritual] that Master Doman had just mentioned, before anyone else.

"That's right." Ashiya Doman said with his head down.

The Taoist priest raised his lips and said, "It would be extremely stupid to waste the lives of the warriors who protect Kyoto... The lives of people in other worlds are nothing, not worth mentioning at all!

Then this Tianlan Holy Grail War must be carried out no matter what.

Although I really want to say this, but... what do you think, Right Minister?"

"!!!"

The atmosphere in the Zichen Hall suddenly became tense.

The people in the palace suddenly realized: So that's what happened. The Left Minister didn't ignore the Right Minister's rude behavior, but was preparing to impeach him at the best time! Now!

As expected of you, you are a Taoist priest, well versed in the art of power. We are willing to admit defeat to you.

The officials looked at the sleeping boy with a sense of embarrassment, expecting him to make a fool of himself.

"The Tianlan Holy Grail War... Very good. Really interesting."

The voice of the Great Palace rang out in the Purple Palace.

The black-haired boy opened his eyes. His dark pupils seemed to allow light to penetrate nowhere. His young face revealed a cruel yet charming smile.

"I agree with the Left Minister's point of view. Master Daoman, do your best to show your loyalty to His Majesty."