A gift for you Ivychun

Shocked

She didn't come yesterday.

Yukimura stared absently at the wilting wisteria on the window sill, repeating this sentence in his mind.

The vase of flowers was still brought by her the day before yesterday, because there was no one to take care of it all day, and the petals drooped a little dyingly, staring at him lazily.

Today is Saturday, cloudless and sunny.Everyone in the tennis club should have finished the game and will come to see him in the evening.He should have felt joy and anticipation because of this, but why, at this moment, he felt a burst of frustration for no reason.

Just because she didn't come?

In fact, there is nothing strange about it.Sooner or later, she will get tired of this kind of whim game played by the young lady, won't she?He is the son of God, the minister of King Li Haida, not the playmate of the little girl when she is bored, so he will not be worried about such a trivial matter!

That's right, that's it!

He stood up with a "huh--", trying to throw away the bottle of wisteria in front of the window that was an eyesore.But as soon as his hand touched the warm body of the bottle, he hesitated for the first time in his usual decisive action.

His fingers slowly caressed the gracefully curved clay vase, and he couldn't help but think of her slender and soft hands gently caressing the same place, her face, which was always calm, was soft and rare, as if it was the most precious and fragile thing in the world. treasures.

At that moment, unprecedented satisfaction surged in his heart.It is a softer mood than the excitement when standing on the top of the podium.

As if the wisteria is blooming, in the bottom of my heart, no one is allowed to peep.

Under the golden sunlight, the supposedly rough clay has a faint white luster like jade, and the touch is smooth, which makes people think of the old and mellow wine, which is long and intoxicating.

Obviously, this vase has been played with for a long time before it has such a jade-like texture.

Only then did he notice that the bottom of the bottle looked like a family crest.The dense vines are entangled, and the bamboo leaves and deer shadows are half covered, and the bottom of the bottle is gorgeous with indescribable mystery.The strange lines are more like totems from ancient times.

Yukimura finally gave up the idea of ​​throwing it away.

This unremarkable vase seems to be an antique handed down from her family and cannot be easily discarded.

He had to carefully hold it in his arms, ready to pour a little water for the thirsty wisteria.

Gently dropping two vitamins, the beautiful young man with purple-blue hair smiled and gently played with the soft flower vines.Thinking of her skillful and graceful movements, she easily took care of the extremely difficult wisteria to the utmost state.With every gesture, it doesn't look like someone who is seriously ill...

Wait, seriously ill!

A smile froze on the corner of his lips for an instant.

Yes, he should have thought of it earlier, maybe her condition has gotten worse.She was so ill that she required surgery, and she apparently suffered from fits of seizures from time to time.Plus her eyes can't see, what if on the way to his ward...

He couldn't even think about it anymore!

Thinking of this, Yukimura was no longer in the mood to enjoy the flowers.In his more than ten years of smooth life, there was never a moment when he would feel the elusiveness and ungraspability of fate so deeply.He couldn't explain why he was so worried about a girl who was not relatives or relatives. This impulse came without thinking, but it really filled his heart.He never believed in fate, but at this moment, the Son of God had no choice but to pray.

The irritability and panic disturbed Yukimura's usual calmness and self-control, so he couldn't help but want to put down the vase immediately, turn around and go to her ward to find out.

But before he could take any action, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure by the door out of the corner of his eye.The long black hair swayed to the ground, who else could there be except the mysterious girl?

He was overjoyed in his heart, looked up, but suddenly froze there——

It was a very, very beautiful girl.

The silky midnight long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, revealing a suet-like forehead naturally.Even in bright sunlight, fair skin still can not find the slightest blemish.The beautiful black eyebrows and the equally perfect nose and mouth set off each other, which is elegant and picturesque, and is uniquely endowed by nature.

However, when you see those eyes, all of this suddenly becomes nothingness.

Yukimura had never seen such eyes.The obsidian-like pupils are deep and mysterious, seeming to capture the starlight in the sky, and also seem to hide the garden full of flowers in the depths.Hundreds of historical romances and thousands of brilliant youths finally settled down and returned to a pool of tranquility, leaving only a shallow layer of indifference and stubborn perseverance on the surface.

She seemed to see all the beings in the world, but also seemed to see nothing, unable to truly reflect anything in those pair of pure newborn eyes.

It turned out that the pale and beautiful beauty in ink and wash came alive in an instant, just like the magic pen in the Chinese mythology, the silent flow of eye waves is intertwined with breathtaking beauty.

Her beauty seems to be made in nature, and it has nothing to do with any charm, beauty, delicateness, cuteness... All adjectives seem to be lacking when they are applied to her, and the fireworks of the world suddenly become blasphemy to her.This kind of beauty seems to exist only in distant myths, where gods come to the world, and celestial maidens descend to the world, overlooking the earth from above.

Yes, that's exactly what it feels like-to be astonished!

It wasn't until the girl stepped forward with the dignified steps of Youruo Jiwu and said "good afternoon" faintly that it seemed to break the spell of time.

Yukimura managed to recover from the astonishment of that glance, facing the beauty in front of him that surpassed his own, he was still speechless for a while.

But the girl didn't seem to know it, she sat down in front of the window as usual, she didn't hold the wisteria in her arms, but a delicate lyre.

"you……"

Yukimura finally regained his former composure, sat back on the bed, asked with a smile,

"Your eyes finally healed?"

The girl responded lightly, then bowed her head and tuned the strings.A few untuned piano sounds sounded, ethereal like a fairy sound, just like her voice, but with a bit less dignity that can almost make everyone surrender.

"Would you like to play the piano?"

Yukimura asked with interest,

"I thought you would like oriental instruments like shakuhachi or koto?"

The girl brushes the delicate bay leaves on the frame:

"A gift from an old friend. This is her favorite instrument."

"Oh?"

Although curious, Yukimura did not hesitate to ask, and said,

"What you are going to play today is also what she taught you?"

"Ever heard of Homer?"

The girl raised her head and looked at him with those eyes that overshadowed everything else.

As if flowing like water and moonlight, Yukimura only felt suffocated, but he still couldn't bear to look away.

"Ancient Greek's "Homer's Epic"? I have only read the Japanese translation. Hasn't its score been lost long ago?"

"I adapted it,"

She said it lightly, as if it was just a trivial matter,

"When the eyes are blind, it seems to be able to understand the feelings of the blind poet Homer."

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes and lightly plucked the strings.Ancient tunes came from the white temples of Athens, without any lingering flattery, just like the long Doric columns standing upright on the porch.

Then, she opened her mouth softly, and sang the world-famous poem in the purest and most beautiful ancient Greek language:

"O shining Odysseus,

Do not comfort the grief of death lightly.

I'd rather be a servant,

Plowing in someone else's field,

have no place of their own,

With just enough income to live on,

I don't want to be a king,

Rule over all the dead.

Now, I want you to tell about my proud son,

about his situation.

Has he ever gone to battle,

As a general in command?

Tell me noble Peleus,

Have you heard any news about him.

Does the old man still hold his dignity,

Famous among the Myrmiton tribe?

Perhaps they have despised his majesty,

In Phthia and Hellas,

Because old age has bound his hands, his legs?

they know,

I'm not there,

live in the sun,

help father,

as always—

I am in the vast land of Troy,

Kill the enemy's best warrior,

Fight for the Algevi.

wish i could be like

As strong as it was then,

back to my father's house,

Even if it only takes time;

My valor and invincible hands will terrify them,

If anyone dares to persecute by force,

Take away his rights and honor. "

This is the story of a fallen hero.The mighty Achilles, wearing the armor bestowed by God, is invincible and invincible, but only his inconspicuous heel is shot by Apollo hiding in the clouds.His dead soul floated over alone, eagerly inquiring about his homeland and old father.

What he cares about is never his own reputation, but the dignity that he must maintain until death.

This hero is tragic, but great.

Yukimura could not understand ancient Greek, he could only feel the turbulent emotional tide behind the desolate tune.Confusion, remembrance, nostalgia, and worry are all intertwined, but none of them can conceal the pride and persistence in my bones.The deep and broad tune easily settles all the impatience.Every note seems to contain power, filling his limbs.

And if he can understand, he must be able to hear what the girl wants to express from Achilles' monologue.

Something she will defend to the death.

Her voice is light, elegant and full of aura, which complements the ethereal sound of the piano.And her inherent nobility and majesty endowed the tune with an awe-inspiring momentum that was not there before.

Despite the frustration, despite the melancholy, despite the loneliness of singing and singing, no one will feel pity for it.Mercy is a consolation given to the weak, and the truly strong never need it.

Although her singing is like fairy music floating down from the heaven, it seems that a gust of wind can blow it away.But the perseverance behind the indifference makes it as tough as a vine, proudly facing the wind.

She will never be that poor old Homer, sitting in a corner of the country haystack and entertaining the villagers.She should be the solemn and noble goddess in the Temple of Athena, who makes believers worship and listen devoutly.

Yukimura put away his smile and looked deeply at the girl who was concentrating on singing by the window.

Her ten fingers, which are as white as jade, fluttered nimbly, dancing on the silver strings, refracting the clear sunlight projected down into colorful glass-like colors.The pure white sky seemed to have covered her with a crown robe, and against her already extremely beautiful face, she was even more unreal.

She is obviously sitting just a few feet away, but she seems to be standing on that unreachable altar. She can only look up, but never touch it.

Yukimura slowly raised his right hand and stroked towards the atrium.

There was a little surprise, a little frustration, a little unwillingness, and a little throbbing.

The sound of the piano gradually slowed down, and the singing gradually became lighter, looming in the waves of time, as if it would be submerged in the next second, and it seemed that it would never disappear.

Until the end, the qin song stopped, leaving only a faint lingering sound, which disappeared in a few days.

Yukimura raised his deep purple eyes, looked at the girl who was still meditating with closed eyes, seemed to admire, seemed to sigh:

"What a mysterious girl..."

"Zhongchen."

The girl suddenly opened her eyes and spoke abruptly.

"what?"

Even if he is calm and calm, he can't react all at once.

"My surname is Zhongchen."

She ignored the displeasure caused by the "mysterious girl" in her heart, and inexplicably wanted to tell him the secret taboo,

"You can call me..."

"His Royal Highness Tiantianji!"

The cold and anxious exclamation interrupted her unfinished words, and it seemed to be the last supplement.A young woman in a light blue kimono pushed a wheelchair and walked quickly into the ward.

That is an iceberg beauty, although she is much inferior to the girl in front of her, she is still better than most of them.Her black hair was pulled up, her makeup was exquisite, and the thick Nakafurisode kimono did not hinder her capable and elegant movements.

"Miss Fujiwara?"

"That's too careless, Your Highness,"

The woman called "Miss Fujiwara" said nervously while respectfully hugging the girl into the wheelchair,

"You just had stitches removed from your eyes yesterday, and your body is weak. How could you come here alone without bringing someone along? If Zhizhi hadn't heard His Highness's singing, what would have happened upstairs?"

"No problem."

The girl replied indifferently, easily stopping the long speech that the woman had no time to say.

"Thanks for taking care of my Highness, I will come to the door again to thank you another day. Farewell, Yukimura-kun."

The woman bowed to Yukimura politely to say goodbye, then walked quickly in small steps and pushed the cart away.

Yukimura hadn't reacted from the phrase "Nakatomi", but felt a blue shadow flash in front of his eyes.When I came back to my senses, the ward was empty, as if the girl who was astonished and the singing were just a dream in the afternoon.

but……

There was a hint of a smile in the purple-blue eyes, and the usually gentle and estranged boy couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, smiling magnificently.Looking up to meet the slightly drunk spring breeze, he murmured happily:

"Zhongchen..."

Finally, he got a little closer to her.

Nakatomi Tenji

"Minister! Minister! She sings so well, you let her... eh? Nobody?"

Before entering the door, I heard the undisguised loud voice of my "ace" primary school boy.Yukimura sighed secretly, and turned to look at the people in the Lihai Tennis Club with different expressions at the door.

"Oh? Kirihara, am I not human?"

"No, no, Minister, I..."

"It's really sad. I didn't expect that I would be such a weak person in Kirihara's heart."

"No, Minister, I..."

"Sure enough, I haven't been to the tennis club for a long time..."

"Idiot, hurry up and apologize to the minister!"

"It's so lax!"

"Ah—it hurts!"

The poor early bird was immediately killed by a black-bellied smile and the emperor's iron fist.

"Why so early?"

Nodding in satisfaction, Yukimura intentionally or unintentionally prepared to shift the focus.

"That kind of team is not worth mentioning. We..."

Before Sanada's serious and arrogant answer could be finished, Marui interrupted impatiently:

"Oh, minister, don't change the subject, I heard it all today!"

"Yes! Minister, we heard it just as we got out of the elevator. Senior Nioh told us not to disturb you!"

The single-cell cutting original recovered immediately,

"Why did the singing girl disappear as soon as I came here?"

Yukimura smiled and said softly:

"Really~"

The two intuitively sensitive little animals shivered and closed their mouths vigilantly.

Of course, there are also those who are not afraid of death, such as a certain silver-haired fox:

"Minister, don't hide it, let us meet! Just hearing the voice is so beautiful, she must be a great beauty! Pooh~"

Yukimura's smile became brighter and brighter, but he just made a sound with unknown meaning:

"Oh?"

"You, Nioh, are tone-deaf, you can even hear this."

Kuwahara complained silently.

Even Liu, who has always been calm, couldn't help but write in his notebook quickly, while fearing that the world would not be chaotic, he said:

"According to the data, the probability that this girl looks good is 75%, the probability that she is proficient in music is 100%, the probability that she has an unknown relationship with Yukimura is 98%, and the probability that she is Yukimura's girlfriend is..."

Yukimura laughed so hard that he couldn't say anything.

Except for the uninterested Sanada who kept silent, the gentleman Yanagyu finally asked a normal and crucial question:

"What is she singing about?"

A gust of cold wind blew by, and all the gossip parties were collectively silenced.

The proud sons of King Li Haida were stumped by such a seemingly simple question.

Finally, after a long silence, Kirihara, whose curly hair was messed up, spoke irritably:

"Anyway, it's not English!"

"Ale, Kirihara, can you tell it's not English?"

"Because I won't fall asleep after listening to it!"

"It's just your talent."

"you……"

On this side, the daily scuffles of the Lihai Tennis Club continued to be staged in the ward.On the other hand, Liu and Liusheng conducted in-depth discussions on this academic issue:

"I don't think it's German either."

"French has zero probability."

"Could it be Italian?"

"Hmm...it might be Spanish, too."

……

Amid the commotion, Sanada's face became darker and darker, and he shouted:

"Too slack!"

The world is so quiet.

Yukimura was satisfied.

Sunshine lay lazily among the wisteria flowers on the window sill, looking at the young people with different styles in the room.The lingering sound dissipated, and the beautiful woman disappeared without a trace. That song of nature seemed to never appear.

But all the teenagers present planted seeds of doubt in their hearts.Including Yukimura.

Casually listening to the greetings from his teammates and the introduction of the game, he couldn't help but think of the girl who said "My surname is Nakatomi", and the woman called Miss Fujiwara who blurted out "His Royal Highness Tiantianji".

Nakatomi...

Tiantian...

It seems very familiar!

But where have you heard these two words?can't remember...

Glancing at Liu who was still reporting the opponent's data incessantly, Yukimura, who was extremely entangled, decided to use a certain military division's mind that was comparable to a library:

"Cough, by the way, Liu, have you heard of the surname 'Zhongchen' and 'Tiantian'?"

Everyone who couldn't understand why they brought up this topic from the next battle table suddenly fell silent, and even Liu, who was always known for his precision, was stunned for a moment.But he still recovered quickly, and seriously answered his minister's question:

"Isn't the Nakatomi clan the ancestor of the Fujiwara clan, a family of priests descended from the god Tenji Yagenomyo in ancient books! As for 'Tiantian', it should be Tiantian female fate, the legendary ancestor of the ape girl and the goddess of Kagura. "

"As expected of Liu, you know all about this!"

"Idiot, who told you not to listen carefully in history class?"

"What did you say?"

"Isn't that just a legend? Minister, why are you asking this?"

"So, are there still people with the surname 'Zhongchen'?"

"Should be gone."

At this time, King Ren noticed that Liu Sheng, who had been silent since Xingcun put forward those two words, had a strange expression on his face.

He put his hand on his partner's shoulder, and asked casually:

"Hey, partner, do you happen to know someone with the surname 'Zhongchen'? Pfft~"

This is of course just a joke.But in the next second, he clearly heard Liu Sheng's hesitant but affirmative answer:

"That's right, I do know a clan named Zhongchen."

"Snapped!"

It was the sound of Marui blowing bubbles.

"Where? It can't be... such a coincidence... right?"

This is the surprised voice of Nioh who hit the right way.

Liu's movements paused for a second, then speeded up.

Yukimura raised his head with interest, and his purple-blue eyes shone invisibly.

"Speaking of which, I didn't expect you, Yukimura, to have heard of the surname 'Nakatomi'. After all, it's just a family secret."

Speaking of this, Yagyu glanced at Sanada who had been silent until now with ulterior motives.

"I think the deputy minister should have heard of it."

The bright eyes of a group of people immediately turned to Sanada again.A rare look of embarrassment appeared on his darkened face, he turned his head away, and pressed down on the brim of his hat:

"I have indeed heard some rumors. But the Sanada family has always focused on martial arts, and their status in the family is not high, and I don't often attend banquets. I only know that it is a mysterious and noble Shinto family."

"Noble? Mysterious? Return to the Shinto family?"

As a returned child, Kuwahara said that he didn't understand at all.

"Isn't it the God Lord in the shrine!"

"So they are all old men!"

The simple little animal blurted out.

Sighing, Liu Sheng decided to follow the advice carefully:

"Do you know the Atobe Zaibatsu?"

"Ah, Cilang's minister's house! I heard it's the richest man in the country!"

Marui, the ice emperor Akutagawa Jiro's bamboo horse, answered quickly.

"Do you know the Ijuin family?"

"I know, the Prime Minister's family! The most powerful in Japan!"

Even Kirihara, who doesn't care about anything but tennis, knows some common sense.

"So, who is the most noble person in Japan?"

"Of course it's the Emperor!"

The two little animals spoke in unison, with an expression of "what nonsense are you asking?"

"wrong,"

The gentleman calmly interfaced,

"The most noble in Japan should be the Nakatomi clan."

"what?"

As soon as this remark came out, even Sanada couldn't help but be surprised.

Liu Sheng adjusted his glasses and continued:

"Because my mother is the daughter of the first wife, I still know a little more about the Nakatomi family than Sanada..."

"and many more,"

Liu couldn't help interrupting him,

"Did you just say 'shi'?"

"Yes, 'Nakatomi Clan', not 'Nakatomi Family'. As we all know, the ancestor of the Fujiwara clan was Nakatomi Kamazu, who was given the surname Fujiwara by the emperor because of his outstanding military exploits, but this is only a branch of the Nakatomi Clan. Afterwards, the Nakatomi family not only dominated the Shinbu, but also monopolized for a long time in politics. In the later period, the Fujiwara family was divided into five families - Konoe, Takaji, Kujo, Nijo, and Ichijo, who were active in various fields in Japan, with their own However, whether it is the Fujiwara family or the Gosho family, they all have only one common suzerain, which is the actual master—the Nakatomi family.”

"I still can't understand why he is more noble than the Emperor?"

Kirihara couldn't help but rubbed his hair again.

"Idiot, listen up!"

"Japan respects Shinto, and even the emperor calls himself a descendant of Amaterasu. However, after the shogunate period and the secularization of the "Declaration of the Human World" after World War II, the emperor's theocracy has gradually declined, and the royal family has long lost its original identity. The supremacy of Shinto, even the post of 'Sai-o' has not been retained, and it only exists as the supreme spiritual ruler. At this time, the ruler of the Ise Shrine, the Nakatomi family who has continued since the Age of Gods, naturally became He is the person with the most noble lineage recognized by the Japanese family."

"Whoever makes big coins must also follow the duties of the gods, and the officials of the Ministry of Zhai will make offerings for the standard preparations of the clans. However, the officials of the gods and the gods can have Zhongchen, Zhaibu, Ape Girl, Mirror Zuo, Jade Zuo, and Shields. Zuo, Shenfu, Wawen, Maji, etc. Now there are only two or three clans such as Zhongchen, Zhaibu, etc., from the remaining clans, and there is no pre-selection. The descendants of the gods will die and disperse, and their leaves will die. The remaining ten are also."

As an encyclopedia, Liu lived up to everyone's expectations and read out this passage from "Supplements to Ancient Sayings".

"By the way,"

Liu Sheng's mirror reflected light,

"This book was compiled by Saibe Hironari, the Nakatomi clan's world enemy, and it is not impartial."

Yukimura waited for a long time, but still didn't hear what he wanted to know most, so he couldn't help reminding:

"Then, what does Tiantian's life have to do with him?"

Yagyu suddenly showed a meaningful expression, and turned to Sanada:

"Do you still remember what the eldest son and eldest daughter of the Nakatomi clan are called?"

Sanada thought for a moment:

"It should be 'Tiandian' and 'Tianji', because their names will all have the word 'Tian' in them. However, this generation of Tianji is also honored as 'Tiandian Ji'—the daughter of Tiantian's life." Tiantian', that is, the ancestor of the ape girl family who is said to have died."

"All the gods are happy. In the past, Suzhanming God was regarded as the sun god, and his behavior was very shapeless, and he was insulted by all kinds of mausoleums. At that time, the god Amaterasu was so angry that he entered the grotto in the sky, closed the pan door and lived in seclusion. Er Nai Heaven and earth are always dark, and there is no distinction between day and night. The gods are melancholy and confused, and the brothers and feet are in the house. All the common things are distinguished by lighting a candle. The gods in the sky are the main gods. It is also the god of the qi emperor. All the gods are in Tianba Tuanheyuan. Yunhan is also. Thinking for a long time, in front of the Tianshi Grottoes, holding the fire in the courtyard, and finishing as a comedian. The ancestor of the ape girl——Tiantian female life, picks Tianxiang mangosteen, and carves wind holes between its nodes It is also known as the flute in the current world. It is also the bow of Tianxiang Mountain, which is played together with the strings. In this world, it is called the Harmony Qin, and its relationship is also. Wood and wood are combined to prepare the sound of peace and happiness. Shifting the harmony and wind, revealing the octave. That is, the ape The goddess stretched out her hand to make a sound, singing or dancing, showing the quiet and wonderful sound, and offering the tune of the divine music. At this time, the anger of the gods is relieved, the evil spirit is cleared, and the sky is free of dust. One yin and one yang are the beginning of all things; one sound is the foundation of all joys. The essence of Shinto, the essence of heaven and earth. The essence of silk and bamboo, the melody of eight tones, is already considered precious. Therefore, it is still the right of the clan, The ape girl led the men and women who came to see Sun Tuncang, and turned to the relics of the age of gods, and now they offer three festival sacrifices, which will always be the next example."

At this time, Liu quickly read out this passage from "The Benji of Fengshou Emperor Taishen Palace Yuzhenzuo".

Liu Sheng smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Liu again:

"Actually, the ape girl clan of divine descendants did not die out, but continued in a different way. Their clan was merged into the Nakatomi clan, and with the blood from Tiantian Numing and the responsibility of Si Kagura, the eldest son of the successive generations, Inherited by the eldest daughter. The bloodlines of the two founding gods merged into one and monopolized all the priesthood, so the Nakatomi clan truly became a noble beyond the emperor."

"Okay, so profound!"

Kuwahara, who also knew little about Japanese Shinto, listened to it for a long time before struggling to utter a word, then suddenly thought of a question,

"You still haven't explained why Tianji of this generation is honored as 'Tiantianji'?"

Good question, Kuwahara!Everyone who was also very curious about this praised silently from the bottom of their hearts.

Facing all the curious eyes, detective fan Liu Sheng couldn't help but draw out his tone, whetted his appetite:

"This one, it's another never-fading legend in the family. The story goes back to the 70s..."

"She is the only Tianji left in the Nakatomi Clan!"

Sanada, who couldn't listen any more, said succinctly.

"Oh--"

Everyone suddenly realized.

"It's not that simple,"

Yagyu, who was choked for a bit, quickly resumed his usual gentlemanly appearance, and added,

"The wife of the Nakatomi clan's suzerain died early, and he only had one son. He married the only daughter of the Kamo family's generation 13 years ago. However, the couple had a car accident shortly after they got married. The husband died on the spot, and the wife, who was eight months pregnant, was in a car accident. After giving birth to a daughter with difficulty, she also passed away. At that time, when the endangered mother entrusted her daughter to the Suzerain, she said that it was a pity that she would never hear her child call 'Mom' in this life, so at this time..."

"Could it be that this kid just started calling mommy? Pooh~"

Nioh guessed irresponsibly.

"Do not make jokes!"

Marui complained and tossed another piece of gum into his mouth.

Yagyu stared at Nioh:

"Partner, you hit the nail on the head today."

"Snapped!"

This is the second bubble that Marui has blown today.

"It's hard to accept, but it's the truth."

"It's not scientific..."

Liu, who is supremacy of rationality, is caught in thoughts.

"There are even more unscientific ones,"

Liu Sheng calmly glanced at the obviously restless crowd, and selectively forgot his gaffe when he first heard about it,

"It is said that she was born in this hospital. It was already the evening of early autumn, but all the wisterias in the courtyard of the hospital bloomed overnight, which is different for everyone."

"Is this a fairy tale?"

The corner of Kirihara's mouth twitched, and he bravely spoke out everyone's heartfelt thoughts.

Willow continued to speak on his own:

"This Tianji lord was born sensible, indifferent and without tears. She knew a thousand characters in three months, was proficient in foreign languages ​​in June, learned six arts at the age of one, and was good at dancing at the age of three. Her Kagura dance is like a god possessed, unmatched. Those who saw it would say that Tiantian girl came to the world. When she was five years old, she went to the emperor's banquet. Her words were exquisite and her manners were superb. No one in the audience could surpass her. Therefore, she was granted the title of "Tiantian Ji" and inherited her first mother Yise God. The position of the "priest of worship" in the palace. When I was ten years old, I danced all over the world and became famous among the aristocrats of various countries."

As Liu Sheng's tone became more and more adoring, everyone's jaws almost dropped to the floor.

"Is she still human?"

Marui no longer dared to call himself a "genius" at this moment.

"Oh—it's too shocking!"

Kirihara, whose English is always hovering in the single digits, expressed that he could not accept it.

"...too lax!"

Sanada pressed his hat, not knowing whether he was talking about Kirihara or himself.

Liu's pen had already fallen to the ground and broke into two pieces.

Yukimura just smiled and said nothing, his purple-blue eyes were unclear.

Only King Ni touched his chin and asked without changing his face:

"So, what does she look like?"

Yagyu's hand holding his glasses froze:

"Although I was not lucky enough to meet her, it is said that she has inherited the rare tradition of the Nakatomi clan with black hair and black eyes. She is as beautiful as all future generations' expectations for Tiantian's female life."

"Oh?"

Dissatisfied with such an ambiguous answer, he continued his efforts,

"Then, is our minister beautiful?"

The whole ward was suddenly silent.

Yukimura smiled and showed his white teeth:

"I'm curious too, Yagyu."

Liu excitedly took out another pen and waited with trembling hands.

The gentleman managed to maintain his last composure, sweating coldly, and answered honestly:

"Everyone says that even if she never smiles, she can still make a country and a city."

In the late spring afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.The topic about Zhongchen Tianji has just come to an end.

never cry

The Tang-style custom-made porcelain that Master Harada has never made public, the top-grade green tea from Shizuoka, the clear spring water transported by air from Mount Asama, and the perfect combination of calm sandalwood and noble ambergris in the smoker, if you can ignore If the old man in kimono who is indifferent to emotions is in front of him, then this morning really couldn't be better!

Yukimura took a sip of the top-quality fragrant tea that was said to be extremely rare to drink in satisfaction, but he felt that the aftertaste was far less elegant and long-lasting than the one made by the Tiantian Ji girl.

Sure enough, he was spoiled by Tiantianji's tea art which became more and more superb since she was able to see things!

Putting down the teacup with a slight smile, he quietly observed the old man who was said to be the most noble in Japan, and he couldn't figure out the reason why he invited him to drink tea.

However, I have to say that the Zhongchen family's bloodline really lives up to the name of "noble".Not to mention anything else, just this appearance is enough to make people jealous.

The same black hair and black eyes, similar perfect facial features, exactly the same ancient elegance, but with the elegance of a man, the vicissitudes of time and the majesty of a superior.Although he doesn't have the innate nobleness and indifference of Tiantian Ji, decades of noble career endowed him with another kind of sharpness and oppression after honing, which is also not covered up by the appearance.

Presumably, when the suzerain was young, he was not inferior to Yukimura's handsome man.

While Yukimura was observing, Sovereign Nakatomi couldn't help but look at the dazzling young man in front of him.

The purple-blue curly hair hangs softly by the ears, the jade-like face can even be said to be beautiful, the purple-blue eyes are as bright as jewels, and the gentle smile on the corners of the lips seems to bloom in an instant.And those seemingly slender limbs, slender white hands, elegant yet chic movements... This young man is more like an artist.

but……

Thinking of the impressive record in the investigation data, and the title of "Son of God" that can almost be synonymous with "Palace of Heaven", he couldn't help but re-examine him carefully.

The seemingly gentle smile actually hides alienation and easily conceals the true emotions; the seemingly weak body is actually strong and powerful, and even in illness, it still exudes the air of a king that cannot be underestimated; and those seemingly beautiful and pure eyes In the eyes, there is even more shocking sensitivity, as if it can see through all the complicated appearances, and then break them one by one.

The young man exudes a reassuring calmness and introversion. It is impossible to know the depth of his strength, but the self-confidence that belongs to the strong has already explained everything.Responsibility borne gave that face a hard-lined look too.

At his age, there are indeed few people who can match him.What's more, the blood and dreams hidden under the gentle skin are enough to make them envy and fascinate people who suppress everything for the sake of the clan.No wonder her Highness Tian Tianji, who has been indifferent and rational since birth, is also rarely interested in him.

So...is that him?

The scent of tea was dense and the white smoke curled up, hazy the expressions of the two sitting opposite each other.No one spoke first, quietly letting time pass by, and not easily putting themselves at a disadvantage.

"Tuk-tuk-"

There was a crisp knock on the door, breaking the stalemate that was calm and breezy.The old and steady voice respectfully reported:

"Your Highness, Her Highness Tiantianji has finished her morning tea."

"in this way--"

Zhongchen suzerain pondered for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and replied,

"I'll be back later, Shi Lingzhi will hold her steady, don't let her know."

"Yes, Your Highness."

There was no more sound outside the door.Yukimura raised his head slightly in surprise, and looked into those unfathomable black eyes.

The Sovereign Zhongchen put down his teacup and said in a dignified tone:

"Kun Yukimura, I