【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

"Should I really go in? Claude, my appearance...doesn't conform to your rules." I looked up at the row of pigeons with their heads tilted on the door beam of Notre Dame thoughtfully, and ate them. Take the last bite of the sugar apple.

"Of course you can go in, Xiaosha, this is your home, our home." Claude looked down into my eyes, and answered firmly. The deep eyes always give me great strength.

"But... I don't want other priests to have a bad opinion of you because of me." I lowered my fingers like a child and whispered, biting my lip.

Claude held my face, pursed his lips, and pinched my nose solemnly: "I said, with me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything, trust me, I'm not afraid of anything anymore, my dear Little guy, don't worry about me anymore, you should be as arrogant as you are in court...call me husband!"

"I... I was just a little bit arrogant just now, look, just a little bit..." I squinted my eyes and raised my hand, with a Milky Way separated by a little bit between my index finger and thumb.

"Heh, Xiaosha, do you still remember why we stopped speaking in honorifics? We were really close very early on." Claude chuckled and asked in a low voice.

"I don't remember either, naturally..." I patted my cheek.

"I have loved you for a long time. I never expected that we could love each other like this." Claude blinked his eyes tenderly: "It is the grace you gave me to be able to live a love life like normal couples in the world. You are better than anyone else." I don't know whether it was nervous or moved, and my heart jumped wildly, just like his throbbing countless times.

"Claude, you hate me! Always praise me like that, I'll be in high spirits, she's a down-to-earth lady, hee hee." I covered my blushing face, turned around shyly, and patted him He kept smiling at me, and I felt a little embarrassed again, my neck and chest were red.

"Yo! Salome the dancer! Where's your sister!" A group of young guards of the Holy See with woolen cloaks came over, saluted Claude, and looked at me blushing with interest. I didn't know the beautiful Jeep Miss Sai, why is she shy with the serious archdeacon, does this pretty girl like "the temptation of God"?Then we are also considered "gods"!

"What are you looking at! Let's go!" I blushed and stared at the group of dreaming young men: "Gentlemen! Do you ever look at a lady with such eyes? It's so rude! Right! Mr. Archdeacon !"

"I totally agree, Lady Salome, they are too rude, what you said couldn't be more correct." Claude put his hands in his hands, looked at my little golden head with a suppressed smile, and the wind caressed the girl's soft golden head casually. Long brown hair, with fluffy golden waves in messy curls, like a little yellow cat with fried hair.

"Hmph, I have to pay attention to the occasion in the future, Mr. Claude, pay attention to the occasion." I muttered angrily, pinching my waist with my left hand, and casually scratching the curly hair next to my cheek with my right hand.

"You are not a lady, you are a charming witch." The captain of the Holy See guard looked at me and said honestly.

The guards all agreed that this girl with brown skin and blonde hair was very wild. Her beautiful body and behavior resembled a small wild leopard on the grassland. Her plump body with front, convex, back, and upturned body was like a soft golden boa constrictor, and her golden amber-like eyes were very strange. , always likes to bite her lips, her lips are extremely sexy, she is a bit childish beauty, her appearance is completely incompatible with a pale lady, and she still insists that she is a lady, the key point is that the vice-bishop agrees that she is a lady It's outrageous.

"What do you look at, don't you agree... I am a lady certified by the archdeacon. I can be a lady, or I can be anything, but I insist on being myself, so what about a witch, you can see it as you like." I just said I am not arrogant, but when I got angry, I felt that I could do it again, folded my arms, and shook my hair nonchalantly, forgetting that in front of me were the guards of the Holy See who were most feared by gypsies.

"My lord vicar..." The captain of the guard pointed at Claude, who was smiling softly as I regained my arrogance: "Excuse me for my humble words, why is your neck full of bruises?"

"Huh! That... I accidentally bumped into it last night." Claude blushed, looked at me who was nervous, and straightened the collar of the Orthodox robe in a panic, avoiding the young man's probing eyes.

"Dear master, with all due respect, it doesn't look like a collision." The captain of the guard was taught by Claude, so he also called Claude his master.

Claude touched his neck, pretended to be calm with a sullen face, and touched his neck: "I was bitten by a snake after falling down."

"Oh~ bitten by snakes~ so many! It's too serious, master, you should go to the Royal Arabian Merchant to get some snake venom antidote, they are very good at treating snake venom, I will call you a carriage right away." The captain of the Holy See guard raised his eyebrows .

"Thank you for your concern, I don't use it, maybe it's not poisonous, and it's good for the body." Claude panicked a little.

"You look much rosier than before... If you were bitten by a snake, it is non-toxic and good for your health. The snake that bit you must be a golden python."

"Yes..." Claude looked at my little face absently, and asked him strangely again: "Why is it golden? How do you know the color of the snake that bit me?"

"Dear teacher, because that snake must be like Miss Salome hahaha! She will bite herself everywhere!" The captain of the guard pointed to my neck, shoulders and chest, all of which were Claude's last night. Hickey, I looked down, and retracted the hand pinching my waist in surprise, and didn't pay attention when I went out.

"Me!" I covered my face, squatted down and hugged my neck, wishing I could disappear immediately.

"Go back to patrol! Mr. Celtic! What's wrong with you!" Claude immediately understood, his eyes were wide open, his face turned red and then white, he pointed at the captain of the guard shyly and angrily, and shook his teaching robe angrily sleeve.

"Yes! Don't be angry, Master. It looks like you'll be getting healthier and healthier! Get me a drink when you get married!" The head of the Holy See guard led the guards with ambiguous faces and ran away.

"We're married! Today I'm looking for the bishop to testify!" Claude blushed and shouted at the soldiers, raised my hand, showed the wedding ring, and raised his head arrogantly.

"God bless! Bless you, respected master, remember to make up for our wine! You don't drink at all, but let us drink some!" The captain of the guard ran back cheerfully and waved his hands.

Now, the biggest problem for me: a pagan gypsy girl swaggering into a church with a serious catholic priest intimately is so weird and stressful, I might really die ...The most important thing is that I don't want to embarrass Claude.

In order to stand with Claude so that it doesn't look so out of harmony, I straightened the skirt of my clothes.

I always think that if I really love Claude, I should learn to understand his beliefs and spiritual world deeply. I want to know him.Because of love, I treat his love for me sincerely and seriously. On this occasion, I should respect his profession.

When I was engraving the printed version of Papa Juan at the pharmacy, I learned that it is basic courtesy to dress appropriately and not reveal too much when entering church.

In fact, my clothes are a bit thin, I don’t think it’s revealing, except for the bare shoulders, legs and waist... um... well, I admit that in the middle ages, my clothes were really revealing, and I pulled up the skirt in embarrassment As soon as I mentioned it, I tried to cover my bare waist, but my thighs were exposed again. I had no choice but to pull back the skirt, and the shoulders were exposed again. I could only hug my shoulders. This dress really saves fabric.

A long time ago, I had my white veil, it was as big as an Indian sari, it could wrap my whole body, and it was quite warm.But my veil was taken away by Claude, and he never had a chance to return it to me. It would be inappropriate for me to enter the church in such a "coquettish" dress. I have to admit that I really have no other clothes to wear, really. It was very cold, and my sister and I usually washed the gauze dance skirts on our bodies, so we could only cook in the house with a quilt.

Claude, who walked to the door of the Notre Dame Cathedral, heard the clinking of the armbands of the girl beside him. He saw me trying to adjust the clothes to make it look more solemn. His gray-blue eyes reflected I pulled the figure of the clothes awkwardly, smiled at me dotingly, took off my black cloak, wrapped me in it, fastened the straps tightly, and took care of me as I fluttered in the wind , Hair that keeps changing hairstyles.

Claude stretched out his arm and asked me to hold him. He held my hand with his fingers interlocked, and bowed his head to gently kiss the back of my hand and the wedding ring on my hand.

"Good day, vicar, and... madam." The monks who came in and out of the Notre Dame hall from time to time didn't know how to address me, and they were obviously puzzled by the "weird" combination of me and Claude: Doesn't the archdeacon hate Egyptian women the most, especially this kind of gypsy witch, the invader of Paris.

Since the implementation of "Protestantism", priests can finally marry wives, and whether or not to abstain from sex has become a matter of free choice. This is a great blessing for everyone, and priests also have the right to freedom and happiness.

At that time, only the vice-bishop was strongly opposed to "Protestantism". Claude always said with a straight face: "Beauty is the greatest sin, and you must never approach women. Beautiful women are especially evil." What about the "witch" basilisk girl who dances in the Epiphany church and always violates the decree and dances in Greve Square... Isn't it the most evil devil!

However, the archdeacon has finally lived a happy secular married life, which is something to be happy about. Most of the fellow monks are very pleased. The most stubborn man has finally taken a step towards liberating humanity. The archdeacon Loved ones are obviously also the most special.

"Hi, I'm Salome Gorgon." I lowered my head slightly and drew a standard cross on my chest.

I don't want to be too ostentatious, Claude is really risky as a vicar to marry a gypsy woman.

"Hello, madam, the bishop heard about the matter between the vicar bishop and you from the outside world (the outside world is John, that big mouth), and is now waiting for you in the bishop's guest room, please follow me." The monk said deeply. He bowed his head back and stretched out a hand hidden in his sleeve.

"Secular news spread so quickly inside Notre Dame, it must be John who said it again." Claude guessed that John came to the church to speak "retaliatory" again. Whenever Claude didn't give John money, he would When this happens, Claude is no stranger to it. He nodded to me, took my hand, and we followed the monk into the room.

Since I was born, I have never observed the internal structure of Notre Dame so closely. Notre Dame de Paris can really be called the essence of Gothic architecture.

Especially those stained glass rose windows with different patterns on each floor. Each window constitutes a complete story. The light is just right, we pass through the lengthy white marble hall, the red flags and white bricks correspond, I look up along the spiral staircase, the dome in the church interior depicts hell, the world, the world of Eden from bottom to top, my lord bishop His office is at the top of the church.

"Xiaosha, do you still remember the altar in the middle? I saw you there for the first time! At that time, you were drowsy with your face covered. For some reason, I cared about you and noticed you. At that time, I couldn't help but Thinking 'Is my bible so boring?' That woman is so sleepy." Claude whispered close to my ear.

"Of course I remember, it was boring at the time...but now for you, I am studying the Bible seriously, and you can find that I was staying up at that time." I pouted and tugged at his clothes sleeve.

"You attacked me at that time." Claude raised his eyebrows slightly at me.

"No! My lord, I am wronged... I flew out with a bang! The situation was really complicated at that time." I clasped my hands together, pretending to beg for mercy.

"Forgive your innocence, my child, eat less next time, it's too heavy." Claude raised his head proudly, smiled and patted my head.

"You just said that I don't have enough to eat, and you want to take me to eat more food!" I leaned on his arm.

Claude put his hands in his hands, and turned his head arrogantly: "Not eating enough doesn't mean eating less, you may eat a lot."

I walked around to the other side of him with my hands behind my back: "Then you have to thank me for not having enough to eat, otherwise... hehe, you will be crushed to death by me."

"Then I hope you can follow me every day to eat enough, eat well, grow more meat, don't feel sorry for me, I can hug you." Claude squeezed my face, like the foggy sky Looking at me affectionately, after a long while, he said solemnly: "A wife is like a pig."

"Pfft... I love my wife like a pig! Are you really going to raise a pig? Then I'll just stay by your side, eating and drinking! Who loves you..." I pursed my lips and snickered, and ran a few steps first .

"You run pretty fast, don't try to get there before me." Claude stepped forward with his long legs, and the black clouds rolled over his teaching robe.

"Don't even think about it, I must be the first to get to the top of the building!" I opened my arms and ran up the cloak.

The monk leading the way lowered his head and smiled: "..."

Ah, this strange desire to win.

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