Yiyin walked slowly on the path back to the cabin, feeling dizzy.
Even though he was soaking in the hot springs and enjoying the relaxation of his body, his mind was still working rapidly. He was dealing with Terutora Uesugi and calculating the strategy of Kanto, and he couldn't rest for a moment.
As the dawn of the Kanto Strategy begins to emerge, the rift between Yoshigan Shiba and Terutora Uesugi becomes more and more serious. Although the two try their best to bridge their differences, the internal and external conflicts cannot be controlled by the two of them.
Like mismatched gears, they always get stuck inadvertently. The communication between the two is stung by hidden problems from time to time.
Yoshigan knew that it was impossible for him to marry Uesugi Teruatora, and Uesugi Teruatora was working hard towards this goal wholeheartedly. What should he do?
Cold!
Yiyin seems to have great power, and several families in Kanto respect him highly, but in fact? King Caotou in troubled times, how many fields, people, troops, and retainers does he have?
Even the names of the Shiba Ryosho, the Kanto Serving School, and the samurai families under their command are very independent. Yoshihiro, the nominal master, has little control over actual affairs and is purely a scapegoat.
He was unable to respond to Uesugi Teruatora's feelings. Everything he was doing now was to use Uesugi Teruatora's strength to complete the Kanto Strategy.
It was for system tasks before, but when he discovered that the system had dug a big hole for him to complete tasks that he could not complete, he was also confused.
The Kanto strategy can only advance, not retreat. The Shiba family has allocated so many resources to Kanto, and there are so many Ji warriors in Kanto who have taken refuge in him. They all need to have a satisfactory result.
This chariot named Shiba Takeka Group is already driving automatically. In the driver's seat, Yiyin just honks the horn and pretends that everything is under control and that he is driving.
The situation has gotten out of control. If there is a showdown one day, what will Uesugi Teruhu think? What will he do? Whenever he thinks of this problem, Yoshihiro gets a splitting headache.
The more sincere Teruhora Uesugi is, the more fearful Yoshigoshi Shiba is.
With his thoughts on his mind, Yi Gin staggered slightly and leaned half-tilt. He was followed by the serving Kamao clan, who hurried forward.
"Odaisuo?"
Yiyin looked back at her concerned eyes and smiled slightly.
"It's okay. I soaked for a long time and I feel dizzy and my legs are weak."
Pu Sheng clan bowed slightly and kowtowed, his face turned red, and he said in a low voice.
"I'm rude."
Then, she supported half of her master's body and walked forward together. Warrior Ji's strong arms allowed Yiyin to relax and lean on her shoulders, smelling her scent.
"Shixiang, you smell so good."
Kamo's face turned redder, he lowered his head and said nothing. He carefully supported the man in his heart and returned to the hut.
He placed Yoshiyin on the soft cushion on the tatami, half-lying on the pillow, and Kamao Shigo gently covered him with a quilt.
Yiyin was half asleep and half awake, letting her do whatever she wanted. Looking at the handsome and extraordinary face of his lord, the Kamo clan sat aside in a daze.
The room was as warm as spring. There was an iron pot on the bonfire in the center of the room, and the hot water was boiling and steaming.
The bannermen were vigilant on the outside, leaving only the Kamao clan to serve the lord. It seemed that she and Yoshigan were the only two people left in the world.
When she thought of the events of that day, she still remembered them vividly, looking back with confusion.
In order to save her life, the master in front of him did not hesitate to pay a high price. If Hachiman Taimu hadn't appeared, who knows how much benefits Echigo would have lost in the negotiation.
Pu Sheng asked herself, is she worthy of her master? Looking back on the past, the past two years were the happiest days of her life.
He was taken away by his mother to escape from the deceitful Rokkaku family, accepted the protection of Shiba Yiyin, and took on the nickname. He also personally presided over the Yuanfu and became a Ji warrior.
Kamaojigo's hand subconsciously reached forward and touched Yi Gin's face, which was as smooth as an egg.
Yiyin seemed to feel something, frowned, and licked his lips twice. Kamao Shigo was startled and quickly withdrew his hand.
She couldn't help but slap herself lightly, and there was a crisp sound, so clear in the quiet wooden house.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Yiyin's face, and she was relieved when she saw that he didn't wake up because of the crisp sound.
Then, Kamaojigo looked at the fingertips that she had touched Yi Gin, her cheeks were filled with clouds, and her eyes were as gentle as water. She carefully put the fingertips under her nose, breathed greedily, and even stuck out her tongue.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, which made Kamao Shigo turn around suddenly and break out in a cold sweat.
"who?"
"It's me, Daosheng Meng."
Kamojigo narrowed her eyes and stood up to open the door. Behind her, Yoshigami slowly woke up and took a nap. He felt a little better.
Shima Shengmeng followed Kamao into the room, and his eyes lit up when he saw Yoshigan half-lying on the tatami.
Yiyin was taking a bath in the hot spring, and her lazy and natural posture made her couldn't help but twitch her thumbs.
There had been skin-to-skin contact between the two of them, so Shima Shengmeng could not help but be distracted, and his restraint was not as strong as that of Kamao Clan.
It's just that because the village of Pu Sheng is here, Daoshengmeng bows to the ground in a polite manner and pays homage to Yi Bank.
Yiyin waved his hand and smiled lazily.
"It's not like we're in the council meeting, so there's no need to be so formal. Why is Shimahime here?"
All the Ji warriors from the Kanto Palace followed Yoshigan back to Numata Castle and stationed themselves in the camp outside the city, waiting for the evaluation of their military merits.
Shima Shengmeng came over at this time, probably because he had some thoughts about the subsequent post-war review, and came privately to seek the support of his lord.
Sure enough, Shima Sheng groaned loudly, and glanced at the Kamao clan who was waiting beside him, and Yoshiyin immediately understood.
"Kamoji, please go out first."
Kamao clan bowed and saluted, walked out silently, turned around and saluted again, and closed the sliding door of the room.
Isolated from inside and outside, and alone, just like that time, Dao Shengmeng suddenly didn't know what to say. She swallowed and looked at Yiyin reflected in the bonfire, her face burning.
Yiyin woke up just now. The hot spring bath made him soft all over and he didn't want to move. At this moment, facing Shima Sheng's fierce and cannibalistic eyes, he seemed to understand something.
Every moment between the two of them replayed in his mind like a movie. Although his limbs were weak, he couldn't help but feel it.
Yiyin's mouth was dry, so he picked up a glass from the wooden table beside him and poured it into his mouth, only to realize that it was sake.
Sake is like water, cold in the mouth, sinking and burning.
By the time Yiyin felt something was wrong, it was already burning all the way down his throat and esophagus, and he couldn't help but tremble from the heat until the end.
Dao Shengmeng looked at Yiyin reaching for the wine and drank it all in one gulp, then his face turned rosy and he looked at him with charming eyes.
She didn't know that this was Yiyin's mistake, but thought it was a hint of invitation. She couldn't help but come forward and wanted to kiss the man in her heart.
Yiyin turned his head slightly and looked at the dark figure outside the door. The thin paper door could not block the loud noise from inside and outside.
He reminded in a low voice.
"Kamohime is outside."
These words were like a basin of cold water, pouring from head to bottom, cooling Dao Shengmeng's unreasonable thoughts. With a disappointed look in her eyes, she struggled to move her eyes away, trying to shrink back.
But she was not the only one who was set on fire. The drunken Yiyin grabbed her collar, looked into her eyes and ordered.
"kiss Me."
Shima Sheng was startled for a moment, and then the resolute and valiant Ji Ji warrior instantly turned into soft fingers, looking at his beloved lord, and offered his red lips.
As soon as their lips touched, Yiyin raised his head and parted, looking at Dao Shengmeng. Dao Shengmeng didn't understand why, and looked back at his master anxiously.
Yiyin asked with a sly smile.
"Kiss, why don't you close your eyes?"
Dao Shengmeng felt relieved and said infatuatedly.
"I don't want to close my eyes, I want to look at you all the time, forever and ever."
Yiyin's fingers touched her lips, like jumping on the keys of a piano.
"What's so much to see? If you watch too much, you'll get bored."
Dao Shengmeng shook his head firmly and said.
"I will never get tired of it. I just regret that I can't be by your side day and night."
Yiyin brought his lips to her ear, blew a breath and whispered softly.
"How sweet mouth."
Then he tapped her earrings with his tongue, moved it down to the corner of her mouth, swiped it one by one, and kissed her lips again.
Daosheng's eyes widened suddenly, then curved like a crescent moon, and he slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, the two separated and looked at each other with a smile.
This resolute and resolute general of the Wu family was like a young girl in love, hesitant and happy at the same time.
The hesitation is that I feel that I am going further and further on the road of blaspheming the male god, and the joy is that the male god's response is getting more and more presumptuous.
The atmosphere of silver and gold, like a dream, really made her feel a strong sense of contrast in her heart, and she could not extricate herself from the sin of being addicted to blasphemy.
The Lord in front of me is no longer the majestic Otaisu, but a flesh and blood pillow person. Every part of his body has been kissed by me with all my heart, and it is clearly imprinted in my mind.
Is it true that he and himself are so noble? Time and time again? Are they so proactive and passionate about themselves? Isn't this moment really in a dream?
He grabbed Dao Shengmeng's wrist and led her hand down until she touched the wine bottle.
Dao Shengmeng was shocked instead, looking at his extremely holy master, unbelievable that he would behave like this.
Yiyin whispered in her ear with innocent eyes and a coquettish tone.
"Shimahime, do you think drinking is important?"
Such wild words came out of the pure and innocent Lord's mouth, and Dao Shengmeng didn't know how to answer for a moment.
The evil fire in her heart grew stronger and stronger, and her eyes became brighter and brighter. Saint men are also human beings, and they also have desires. They also need to poop and pee, and they also need to drink.
But the sense of depravity that the sanctity in her heart was desecrated made Dao Shengmeng's rationality continue to deteriorate. She felt that she was suffocating and would turn into a ruthless beast at any time and throw Yiyin to the ground.
Trying his best to restrain himself, Dao Shengmeng reluctantly answered.
"The imperial office, the village of Kamoi clan is still outside the gate."
Yiyin chuckled, I drank, I wanted to drink. He used his index finger to slowly draw circles on the connection between her neck and chest.
"Tell me, is drinking important?"
Dao Shengmeng's eyes were red, and her heavy breathing almost hit Yiyin's face.
"Maybe, probably, it's important."
Yiyin pointed to the spout of the wine pot and sighed.
"Yes, drinking is important. But just drinking alone is too uncomfortable."
The string in Dao Shengmeng's mind broke with a bang in Yiyin's smile.
She carefully glanced back to make sure that the Hamo family outside the door did not know what was happening inside, then kowtowed to the ground and whispered.
"When your superior is in trouble, your servants do the work for you. I am being rude to you."
Yiyin raised his head, looked at the beam, and lay half on the pillow. Then he slowly closed his eyes and let out a comfortable hum from his nose.
Daosheng drank fiercely, and after an unknown amount of time, she raised her head. Maybe she drank too much and lacked oxygen, so her face turned red.
Yiyin smiled at her, and then pointed at the corner of his mouth. Dao Sheng reacted suddenly and scraped the drink from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.
Then, she stuck out her tongue and licked away all the spilled wine stains, with an unfinished expression on her face.
Yiyin looked at her behavior and had the urge to have a drink again.
Glancing at the sliding door a few steps away and seeing the image of the Kamao clan reflected on the door, Yoshigami sighed, let's call it a day.
In Dao Sheng's eyes, the charming dream lover in front of him suddenly turned solemn and solemn. It was like a male Bodhisattva who saved all sentient beings and suddenly turned into a male god who could be seen from a distance and could not be blasphemed.
She blinked slowly, as if she hadn't reacted yet. The huge contrast between the last few breaths made her become more muddy, her face was rosy and her breathing was short.
This is the joy of blaspheming the male god. All the exciting things in the world are in the wine glass.
The two were silent for a long time before Yiyin slowly spoke.
"What's the reason for Daoji coming here?"
Dao Sheng said fiercely.
"I have come here with a heartfelt request, and I hope your lord will grant me your permission."
The two of them no longer talked softly, but became more energetic than usual, and talked openly about business. I don't know if they were deceiving themselves or trying to deceive others.
Yiyin shrank his body and adjusted to a comfortable angle. He looked at the loyal Shima Shengmeng, and the more he looked at her, the more he fell in love with her, and he said with a smile.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. It's rare for you to take the initiative to make a request, so I will naturally consider it carefully."
Yiyin was satisfied, and if the request was not too much, he would agree to it all.
Shima Shengmeng felt a little embarrassed, and Admiral Yili blushed a little at his behavior.
Isn't it too much to come here and take advantage of the master first, and then propose the idea of asking for rewards after the war? You can't just let yourself take all the benefits in the world, right?
Seeing that she was about to speak but hesitated, Yiyin smiled and cursed.
"If you have something to say, just say it without hesitating like a girl."