A traditional Japanese courtyard, rice paper wooden windows cut out with silk paintings of pavilions with clear meridians, low sandalwood houses with a moist ancient charm, criss-crossing winding streets, and maids wearing traditional kimonos walking around.
Walking around in a hurry while walking on clogs, the samurai in the front yard were holding long swords and waving them solemnly. The Takemoto clan still maintained the traditional shogunate system, and the whole house was filled with a strong sense of murder.
There is a big cherry tree in front of Hu Hueqing's house. Every year when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, Hu Huqing always likes to open the wooden window and quietly lean in front of the window to look at the gorgeous cherry blossoms on the tree. When the breeze blows, the pink trees are covered with flowers.
White petals are flying all over the sky, and the warm fragrance can always soften Amber Qing's increasingly cold and hard heart.
It's spring again. Amber Qing took off the hairpin from her hair. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. The flying pink and white petals attached to Amber Qing's red lips. From a distance, she looked like a beautiful woman.
It's an incredible painting, but the beauty in the painting seems to be full of melancholy.
It has been four years. These four years have been a rebirth for Amber Qing, from the cowardly and cowardly Ye Momo to the ghostly, cold and arrogant Amber Qing. She has experienced so much in these four years! She looked at the cherry blossom trees.
: Ye Momo is dead. Now she is Amber Qing, Amber Qing full of hatred, Amber Qing who has become stronger. She swears that this time, she must take back everything she lost, including her dignity!
"Miss Amber, let's bathe and change your clothes!" A female worker in traditional kimono walked in from outside the house, showing her humility.
"Yeah!" Amber Qing responded lightly.
The two female workers skillfully filled the large wooden vat with warm water and sprinkled some flower petals.
After taking off her pure white clothes, Amber Qing lay in the huge bathtub with a cold and glamorous temperament. She closed her eyes and had a cold look on her face.
The female worker was waiting respectfully. A female worker brought a cup of potion in a bamboo tube from the side. She smeared the potion on Ye Mo's fair left shoulder, and added some high-temperature hot water. Amber Qing's fair shoulder suddenly became brighter.
Becomes a little red.
Amber Qing pursed her thin lips tightly to endure the pain.
Soon, the blue fox tattoo on her originally smooth shoulder became active on her fair skin. She opened her eyes instantly, lowered her head and locked the tattoo with cold eyes: This is the shame he gave her! In her eyes
Bloodthirsty killing emerges!
After bathing, Amber Qing put on a traditional dark robe, tied up her hair in a bun, and walked through bluestone paths one after another until she came to the front yard.
The front yard is the outdoor dojo of the Takemoto family, which is mainly used for practicing long swords.
"Huh! Ha!" The sonorous and powerful shouts followed the deep stabs of the long swords. The warriors all had serious faces and did not dare to relax at all.
"Wave!" The man at the front of the warriors was dressed in warrior robes and holding a sharp sword. In the biting wind, his handsome and stern figure coupled with his cold and unruly expression made people feel chilled when they saw him from a distance.
"Down!" He gave another sharp and cold command, and all the warriors under him tensed up.
He is the 42nd generation successor of the Takemoto clan, the only son of Okao Takemoto, Ryosuke Takemoto, or you can also call him Ouyang Meng.
Amber hugged her hands and eyes and stared at Takemoto Ryosuke with a smile. Only when facing this man would she feel a little warmth in her heart.
"Today's training ends here!" Ryosuke Takemoto coldly reported.
"Hey!" The warriors sheathed their swords and knelt down on one knee.
"In my opinion, the lethality of a long sword is not as fast as that of a short dagger!" After the warriors retreated, Hu Huoqing pulled out the dagger she carried with her in a playful tone.
Ouyang Meng pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing. In the past four years, Ye Momo has changed too much, and he has also changed too much. He will never forget the devilish training Takemoto Okao gave him and her in the past four years. He sent people to train
Their physical strength strengthens their will, expands the hatred in their hearts, and controls their thoughts! Ouyang Meng deeply felt that he and Mo Mo's minds were completely approaching the increasingly dangerous restricted area. Ouyang Meng could not help but feel sorry for Ye Mo Mo
Somewhat worried!
"Momo, if possible, I still want you to go back to how you were before!" He teased Ye Momo's long hair, he didn't want her to become unrecognizable.
"Call me Amber Qing, Ye Momo is dead!" Amber Qing corrected coldly. She never wanted to be that cowardly woman again.
"Okay, Qing, I heard that you violated the agreement with him last time?" The 'him' Ouyang Meng mentioned was his biological father Takemoto Okao.
"He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" According to his experience in the past four years, his cold-blooded and weird father would never allow any mistakes.
"I didn't violate the rules. I just put my long-term interest in catching big fish!" Amber Qing looked away and denied in a cold voice.
Ouyang Meng nodded.
"I still remember when he sent us to that hell, that devil's training, but we all survived. I don't want... you to run into any trouble!" For Ouyang Meng, Ye Momo means something special to him.
, that kind of warmth that is close to family affection is what they draw from each other.
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." She has her own plans for Takemoto Okao or Yan Nuohan.
"You should know that that old man is extremely perverted, so you have to be careful about everything!" Ouyang Meng still warned worriedly.
Back then, when he rescued Ye Momo back here, Takemoto Okaxiong fell in love with Ye Momo at first sight. Just because Ye Momo and his mother, the only woman Takemoto Okaxiong had ever loved, looked so much alike.
Takemoto wanted Ye Momo to serve him as his wife. At that time, Ye Momo was wrapped in hatred. She desperately wanted to get her treasure back, but she knew deeply that she could not compete with the devil Yan Nuohan with her own ability.
But with the help of the Takemoto clan and the strong background of Takemoto Okao, there is hope for her to compete with Yan Nuohan. So, Ye Momo, who was filled with hatred, gritted his teeth and decided to have sex with Takemoto Okao.
This deal.
She knew that she was making a deal with the God of Death, but she couldn't control that much! During the four years that she stayed with Takemoto Okao, she and Ouyang Meng were sent to a secret base by Takemoto Okao to carry out a devilish battle.
After being tempered like this, all the soft factors in her heart were worn away in these four cold years. Her heart gained strong wings, and she felt that she had been reborn.
"How do you feel when you see him again?" Ouyang Meng stared at Hu Huqing's eyes. Although she has been keeping track of Yan Nuohan's whereabouts for the past four years, Ouyang Meng was wondering when she would really see Yan Nuohan.
Han, she still can't be so calm!
"Hate!" Ye Mo said this word coldly.
"Hate?" Ouyang Meng chuckled.
He used his long sword to lift open Amber Qing's long dark robe, revealing her white left shoulder.