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Chapter six hundred and ninetieth ethereal(1/2)

He only felt that his body suddenly became restless, his emotions were out of control for no reason, and a certain part of his body suddenly swelled. He tried hard to hold on to his reason, just like a drowning person struggling to hold on to the life-saving straw, but in the end
Still sliding helplessly.
It happened that at this moment, she suddenly took off her clothes. Her snow-white skin was so alluring under the flickering candlelight, but her blush caused by shyness and her efforts to cover her breasts failed.
This outrageous gesture completely destroyed his sanity.
He pounced on her almost violently, and she didn't know whether she should resist. Out of a woman's reserve and chastity, she should have resisted. However, her fragile resistance only made him want to resist.
() The fire was burning brightly. He licked every inch of her skin and plundered the fragrance from her mouth.
She just felt like she was in a dream, everything in front of her and the feelings on her body seemed unreal, which even made her doubt whether the rough man in front of her was the one she loved deeply.
However, his next words made her eyes turn red instantly.
"This is the first time...it will be very painful..."
He gently touched her cheek and whispered.
After taking such a strong medicine... most people would probably lose consciousness. But his remaining rationality was still thinking about himself.
"It's okay." She responded softly.
It's fine.
The severe pain that followed almost made her cry.
But she doesn't care.
My body hurts, but my heart doesn't hurt that much.
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Is this a dream?
Yu Qiuping stared at him from a third-person perspective as he roughly violated Akechi Mitsuhide.
How could I have such a dream?
Ah... that's right. I haven't had that for almost half a year, and I'm really horny. After all, I don't have the hobbies of visiting whale houses or having fun with maids like other samurai.
However, Yu Qiuping suddenly felt that the feelings in this dream were somewhat familiar. He looked at the scene in front of him as if he was watching a movie.
After having the feeling of "deja vu", Yu Qiuping immediately realized that this was very similar to the dream he had after being assassinated by Hosokawa Shinyuki and fell into coma. But the last time he saw it was his own life, this time
It’s a dream. So…
Yu Qiuping tried his best to mobilize his nerves and tried hard to feel the existence of his hands and feet.
He felt that those were his real hands and feet. Yu Qiuping could even faintly move the little finger of his right hand - he could feel it moving. However, except for the hands and feet, other organs could not be felt.
.
What is going on...where am I?
Akechi Mitsuhide on the screen suddenly let out a coquettish cry, attracting Yu Qiuping's attention. But seeing Akechi Mitsuhide's angelic and pure body being wantonly desecrated by his demonic self, Yu Qiuping suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and closed his eyes in embarrassment.
My eyes were wet and I didn't want to continue looking at this dream.
However, when he inadvertently opened his eyes again after a long time, he was shocked by the change in the scene in front of him. The original colorful scene disappeared and was replaced by a curtain and two groups of shadows walking around on the curtain.
Judging from their figures, they were Yu Qiuping and Akechi Mitsuhide.
Shadow puppet show?
No, it doesn't seem right... In a shadow puppet show, the light comes from behind the curtain. And this light is obviously coming from behind him... Yu Qiuping recalled that when he was a child, he quietly turned on a desk lamp at night, and then used the light from the desk lamp
It’s a fun thing to do with your own hands and make hand shadows on the wall.
The back of his head suddenly felt hot - the last time he was in this situation, Yu Qiuping also felt very hot.
Wait a moment…
This temperature suddenly made Yu Qiuping feel familiar.
He tried hard to search through his memory, and finally found the source of the temperature - it was another dream many years ago. Yu Qiuping dreamed of the burning Otani Castle Castle, and Asai Nagasaki who entrusted Aichi to him in the castle tower.
Zheng. The fire in Xiaodani City at that time was of such a temperature. But in that dream...it seemed that I was not watching as I am now, but experiencing it myself. And the scene in that dream was exactly the same as the subsequent reality.
Was I really experiencing it personally? Or did I not realize that "self" was an existence independent of Yu Qiuping in the picture at the time, so I didn't think that I was experiencing it personally?
The more Yu Qiuping thought about it, the more terrifying he became. He didn't even dare to think about it anymore, but the burning heat at the back of his head still made him upset. He tried hard to turn around and see what the source of the burning heat was - he suddenly realized
Until he was aware of the existence of his body, he could even try to turn around. But at that moment, he unexpectedly discovered that he seemed to be tied up?
At that moment, the curtain in front of him was removed again.
What comes into view is the ceiling of the samurai house - this is the room where I eat.
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Yu Qiuping blinked, letting his eyes gradually focus and adapt to the light here - it seemed like it was already morning.
What's going on? Why don't I have any memory of sleeping? And why did I sleep in Akechi Mitsuhide's room? Didn't I go back to my own room to sleep?
At this moment, the sound of a towel being wrung out came to his ears. Yu Qiuping tried his best to turn his head and found Akechi Mitsuhide sitting next to him, washing a towel, and then wiping his face with the towel.
"You were drunk last night and fell right in front of me." Akechi Mitsuhide laughed angrily.
"Ah?" Yu Qiuping was taken aback and murmured in disbelief, "It shouldn't be... How do I remember that I just had one drink... If I would be so drunk that I would fall to pieces, wouldn't my alcohol capacity become the same as Changzheng's?
…Don’t let me get knocked down by a few cups of wine when I’m under the Nine Springs.”
Having said this, Yu Qiuping suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"I didn't do anything last night, did I?" He said as he reached out to touch his crotch. Having such an erotic dream must be a wet dream... If Mitsuhide Akechi smelled it, it would be extremely embarrassing...
However, to his surprise, the crotch cloth was not wet. It was really strange that he had such an erotic dream and didn't have a wet dream.
"I was so drunk that I fell unconscious." Mitsuhide Akechi lowered his head and soaked the towel in some water.
"It's so rude... I'm very sorry." Yu Qiuping glanced at Akechi Mitsuhide, who was dressed in women's clothing and was serving him like a maid, and said hurriedly, "How can I have the nerve to let you do these things... The previous time was to keep it secret, this time
How can I let you take care of me again?"
Yu Qiuping wanted to get up as he spoke, but as soon as his head left the pillow, a severe headache made Yu Qiuping's face distort. "I'm going..." Yu Qiuping groaned in a low voice, and honestly put his head back on the pillow.
This relieved some pain.
"I'm sorry..." Akechi Mitsuhide's eyes flashed upon seeing this, he lowered his head and whispered apologetically.
"I drank too much myself, and I don't blame you." Yu Qiuping smiled and patted his head, "What are you apologizing for?"
Akechi Mitsuhide pursed her lips and didn't say much. Instead, she moved forward a little, stretched out her delicate little hands, and started massaging Yu Qiuping's brows.
"Oh? Stop!" Yu Qiuping hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, "How can I let you do the work of a maid! I just go back and ask my maid to press it for me!"
"Okay." Akechi Mitsuhide nodded, and looked away a little lonely. Yu Qiuping didn't know what happened to Akechi Mitsuhide for a while, and awkwardly tried to tell a few jokes to make her happy, but the jokes turned out to be cold.
"I feel like you are a completely different person sometimes." Akechi Mitsuhide suddenly interrupted Yu Qiuping's embarrassing joke and looked at him suspiciously.
"What do you mean?" Yu Qiuping was confused by Akechi Mitsuhide.
"Usually, you are an approachable, humorous, and good person. You are more cautious and conservative, and sometimes even timid." Akechi Mitsuhide considered his words and curled his lips slightly, "But sometimes...just like that time you did before.
You entered Bashang Castle alone as a hostage and persuaded Renjing to surrender, but you were so bold and determined that I was scared. It was too risky...completely different from your style. Which one is the real you?"
"Haha, to be honest, I am a little strange sometimes. I am such a coward, why do I always make bold moves at certain moments." Yu Qiuping himself was also happy when he heard this.
"You seem to know why." Akechi Mitsuhide glanced at Yu Qiuping and keenly discovered the latter's thoughts.
"Sometimes I will subconsciously imitate a person and imitate a person's decision-making. I will think about what he would do if he were here, so I will make choices according to his way." Yu Qiuping said
He put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
"Who?" Mitsuhide Akechi asked curiously.
"His Royal Highness the Late Governor..." Yu Qiu said calmly about the person who made her heartache just thinking about it.
"Imagawa is in charge of the ministry?" Mitsuhide Akechi said in surprise.
"Yes, he is the goal that I have worked hard for all my life. When I first came to Japan, I knew nothing and was afraid of everything. I just wanted to be a great person like him and a decisive person like him." Yu Qiuping recalled that year.
He suddenly laughed, "So when I make decisions, I often deliberately imitate him. But I guess I will never be as good as him in my life."
"How could it be possible? Momiji's achievements today are probably better than those of Imagawa Harubu in the past." Akechi Mitsuhide shook his head, a little dissatisfied with Yu Qiupei's presumption of belittlement, "Moreover, Imagawa Harubu has rarely been known for his military exploits in the past decades.
In the world."
To be continued...
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