After bidding farewell to Ashikaga Yoshiharu and returning to his hotel, Imagawa Yoshimoto suddenly felt strange and a little strange in his heart - what the world calls "loyalty". Imagawa Yoshimoto, who grew up in a temple, originally thought that these warriors were talented
There are emotions that he will never understand in his life. But being in it, it is inevitable to feel something. He was lying on the bed and thinking about Ashikaga Yoshiharu's heart-to-heart relationship and the almost orphan-like entrustment, and a feeling of working for him surged up.
A lifelong impulse - then Imagawa Yoshimoto shook his head dissatisfied, trying to drive this thought out of his head: "I want to be an idle family governor who indulges in landscape painting and calligraphy, is arty, and ignores government affairs. What does it have to do with me to be loyal to the shogunate?
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At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open. Ginkgo seemed to have just finished taking a bath, with only a bath towel wrapped around her body, and her wet hair draped casually on her shoulders. Imagawa Yoshimoto just took a look and felt his blood surge.
, if she hadn't been lying on the mattress, she would have almost had a nosebleed. The loose clothes she usually wore could not hide Ginkgo's slim figure, let alone this close-fitting bath towel now.
"Miss Ginkgo, you went to the wrong door!" Imagawa Yoshimoto said, while looking away, thinking "Don't look at anything inappropriate" in his heart, looking straight at the ceiling, trying to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart to avoid the damage to his body.
The same thing was noticed by Ginkgo.
"That's not the case, sir~" Ginkgo closed the door and showed a charming smile to Imagawa Yoshimoto. The flush on her face due to the bath made Imagawa Yoshimoto even more fascinated. She slowly approached, restrained by the towel, her figure relaxed
Twisting with each step, every frown and every smile is so charming.
"Miss Ginkgo, please warn me in advance, I am also a hot-blooded man." Imagawa Yoshimoto felt that he could no longer hold back any longer and tried hard to maintain a calm voice.
"Really? I think your husband is in peace." Ginkgo sat beside Imagawa Yoshimoto's mattress, and the charming fragrance from her body immediately spread along her hair, making Imagawa Yoshimoto almost speechless for an instant.
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Everything that followed went smoothly. But just before the last step, Imagawa Yoshimoto suddenly discovered that Ginkgo's body was very cold. He had just taken a bath, but it was horribly cold.
The passion in his heart subsided in an instant, and Imagawa Yoshimoto stopped moving, and instead hugged Ginkgo into his arms, trying to warm her with his own heat.
"Sir..." Yoshimoto Imakawa's sudden gentle move made Ginkgo's heart shaken, and he said softly, "What's wrong..."
"Why is it so cold?" Imagawa Yoshimoto whispered with some distress, "Why did you come to me suddenly?"
"I...didn't I come to marry you sir?" Ginkgo hesitated for a moment, shyly shrank into Imagawa Yoshimoto's arms, and said softly, "Didn't your sir propose to me the day before yesterday?"
"I'm not talking about this kind of marriage, I'm really marrying me. I want to be responsible for you and protect you all my life, just like I protect Miaomiao." Imagawa Yoshimoto hugged the person in his arms tighter.
, "Miss Ginkgo told your father to ask him to cancel the engagement and marry the lady to me. I will also convince the family to let them agree to my marrying the lady. Although my family's territory may be some distance from Miss Ginkgo's family, it is not
To tell you the truth, our family is not weak and we have connections in Kyoto. We can definitely help the young lady’s family solve some of the troubles around them. Your father-in-law will definitely agree to your marriage to me, right?"
Imagawa Yoshimoto's extremely serious words made Ginkgo fall into silence. After a long time, she actually started to sob softly.
"Useless sir, we can't escape... When will the children of the Wu family in troubled times be able to take charge of their own destiny? My father has been thinking for a long time before choosing this most profitable marriage. He has already made up his mind. I
The in-laws' family I will go to in the future will only be more helpful to my family than my husband's family, and my father will never waver in the slightest. It is impossible for my husband's family to listen to my husband and allow him to marry me."
Ginkgo was obviously touched by what Imagawa Yoshimoto said just now. Not only did her voice tremble, but she gently stroked Imagawa Yoshimoto's chest. She even changed her title unknowingly, "Sir, if you have such a heart, the little girl is already satisfied. No
Dare to ask for anything that lasts forever, this is enough...very good..."
"But you lost your virginity like this and went to your in-laws' house to make things difficult for you. What should you do?" Imagawa Yoshimoto knew that the Echigo-Hokushin generation always valued a woman's chastity the most.
"So what? Compared with the pain of losing my husband, and the pain of thinking that I may never see my husband again, what is the difficulty? The little girl is so afraid that my husband will forget me... That's fine...
I’m afraid that I will forget my husband in the future..."
The crying of the woman in his arms made Imagawa Yoshimoto feel his heart was broken. The raging flood kept hitting the fragile heart defense, but he had no choice but to hold her tightly.
"That's why I came to see you, sir, and want to marry him tonight." Ginkgo raised her head with tears in her eyes, and instantly two more lines of tears flowed down her tears. She moved forward and hugged her with both hands.
He held onto Imagawa Yoshimoto's neck, whimpered and said seriously:
"The little girl wants to give her first time to her husband, and she wants him to give her first time to me. We have to do everything we can in the world of love, and we have to do it before both his future wife and my future husband.
I've done it. In this case, my husband will think of me when I do the conjugal ceremony with the wife of Ming Media in the future, and I will also think of him when I do the conjugal ceremony with the husband appointed by my parents. As long as everything is done now,
Whatever you do in the future, you will think of each other, right! This is the only way the little girl can think of to prevent my husband and I from forgetting each other..."
After saying that, Ginkgo burst into tears in Imagawa Yoshimoto's arms, and her tears wetted Imagawa Yoshimoto's chest. Only now did Imagawa Yoshimoto realize that this person in his arms who usually quarreled never gave up, and would protect and comfort him.
, a girl who seems to be stronger and more independent than anyone else, is actually a sensitive and fragile girl at heart. Like Yoshimoto Imagawa, who has lacked family affection since childhood, she regards every close relationship as a treasure and is afraid that the bond of connection will be broken.
"So, sir." Ginkgo tried her best to stop her tears and regained her former strength. She looked into Imagawa Yoshimoto's eyes and said solemnly, "Don't care about my virginity. Don't self-righteously decide what is important for a woman."
, I want my husband to marry me here."
"Don't leave." Ginkgo noticed Imagawa Yoshimoto's flinching, pouted and grabbed the corner of Imagawa Yoshimoto's clothes, "I've looked at the girl's body and left without touching it. It hurts me.
Self-respecting."
"I will marry you when you are warm again." Imagawa Yoshimoto was so amused by Ginkgo's words that he burst into laughter. He leaned down, hugged Ginkgo tightly again, and kissed her deeply at the same time, giving her all his love.
He conveyed his intention to the girl, exhausted all his tenderness, and promised softly:
"Miss Ginkgo, even if I forget who I am, I will never forget you. This is what I promised you."
"Hmm..." Ginkgo responded vaguely, feeling the fiery heart conveyed by the young man.
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Imagawa Yoshimoto brought a quilt and wrapped Ginkgo well into the quilt.
"These are all weird postures... Sir is a pervert."
Ginkgo said softly and sadly.
"I saw it from the erotic pictures that the old man secretly hid." Imagawa Yoshimoto smirked, then placed a kiss on Ginkgo's forehead, and gently rubbed Ginkgo's chin with his fingers like a cat. The girl immediately became like a cat.
He rubbed it obediently, and then muttered: "I'm sleepy, sir."
"Go to sleep if you feel sleepy." Imagawa Yoshimoto smiled and patted her smooth back.
"I won't hide it from you anymore. My real name is Imagawa Yoshimoto, and I am the head of the Imagawa family in Suruga." After hesitating for a long time, Imagawa Yoshimoto slowly spoke and told his life experience softly, "Where is Miss Ginkgo? You
What’s your real name?”
The girl in his arms did not answer.
Imagawa Yoshimoto looked down and found that Ginkgo had fallen asleep sweetly.