Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

The coronation was scheduled for January 1.

It was supposed to be Lorenzo's birthday.

People are quite familiar with this point in time, so that they all wear black robes tacitly, and they all remember the old master who passed away.

In the past, every year on January 1st, Florence would be immersed in the wave of carnival, and almost everyone would enjoy dancing and wine on the lord's birthday, welcoming the New Year with great joy.

The Pope died on December 12, and the Holy See was burned in a fire.

People call these months of turmoil the 'Battle of Nirvana'. In fact, a new empire was reborn in the process.

On a higher step stands the young Protestant pope, holding a jewel-encrusted tiara.

This empire has not been unified to this point for a long time. The entire central region and the west coastline have been integrated into one, and the military and economic prosperity has reached a new peak.

Wearing a deep purple velvet robe, Heidi walked slowly in front of the Pope amid thousands of prayers.

She took a deep breath and stood in front of Giovanni.

Countless nobles and old friends stood on both sides, their gazes were like flickering candles.

The Pope held the crown, waiting for her to bow his head.

Heidi suddenly laughed.

What Napoleon did hundreds of years later, she will preemptively do now.

Under the eyes of countless spectators, she reached out to take the golden crown, and put it on her head calmly.

She actually crowned herself—

Can't even the Protestant Pope be surrendered? !

Little Giovanni obviously didn't expect her to do this either. He subconsciously looked at the people on both sides, and then at the monarch who didn't change his expression. He only sighed and wished her and the new empire good fortune. long.

People are not used to this name of Italy, but there is no intention to change it.

Whether this country is called Holy Rome or Italy, if people can survive in peace and live, and they can get a few more mouthfuls of food, they don't have much hope.

Heidi finally decided to set the capital in Florence instead of Genoa, where they temporarily lived - it was indeed too close to France. Once an accident happened and was raided, the damage to many core resources would be irreversible.

She took her old friends and subordinates back to the old palace, and let Clarice and her children live in the beautiful Pitti Palace.

Little has changed here, with the paintings of Leonardo and Keg hanging in familiar places, even the scratches left on the white oak door from previous playfulness.

The coronation ceremony is not a grand event, but more of a public announcement.

Now there is no talk of a lord, she is the only majesty on this continent.

The attitudes of Milan, Venice and Naples were quite ambiguous, but they did not object rashly.

They vaguely felt that she might become the next Danish queen, and they were also afraid of the irresistible guns and flints.

What is it that can detonate the castle and shatter the centuries-old stone into powder? !

Because of this, none of them declared their allegiance.

The fragile city-states and knight territories have been completely reclaimed and annexed, and only four plates are left on the cracked biscuit-like map.

The Italian Empire in the center, Milan and Venice in the east and west in the north, and Naples in the southeast.

Italy has the largest territory and the most ports—Milan, which is completely landlocked, is completely at a disadvantage and is quite embarrassed at this node.

News of the birth of a queen in the Apennines spread across Europe so quickly that people couldn't even stop to discuss it.

They talked endlessly about her relationship with Lorenzo de' Medici, or where she conjured up batch after batch of mercenaries, and what kind of magic was used to control them .

And the protagonists who were being discussed were sitting around in the courtyard of the old palace, opening the half barrel of red wine together.

It was brewed in the early spring of 1479.

At that time, Heidi had just been released from house arrest, and she never thought that she would get in touch with politics and the country.

The angel had already shared a big gourd of wine, and with the few glasses that Botticelli and she drank secretly, there wasn't much left.

A total of eight people came, and nine cups were placed on the table. After pouring out, there was not a drop left, as if the calculation was just right.

"To Lorenzo." Heidi raised her glass.

"—to Lorenzo."

They started chatting about the past when they lived here, tasting the rich and sweet wine, recalling the past, with gentle and nostalgic smiles.

Heidi was leaning on Leonardo, thinking about many things.

Death is a very abstract concept.

It's like having an old friend who gets along day and night. Maybe you didn't have a good relationship with him in the past, and even had disputes and conflicts.

But one day, he suddenly disappeared, as if he had evaporated in this world.

In the past, you could find his office, garden, and concert hall, but you will never see that figure again.

A fault suddenly appeared in all memories and habits, as if a cliff suddenly appeared in my heart.

She wasn't used to it all.

This has nothing to do with love and belief, more of a habit.

Leonardo understood her dullness and quietness recently, and only hugged her gently, waiting for her to recover a little bit.

At this moment, Raphael was so dizzy from drinking that he suddenly asked, "Then, your Majesty, when do you and Mr. Da Vinci plan to have your wedding?"

Heidi froze for a moment, and recovered from her contemplation.

Little Raphael is growing up very fast now, and loves to laugh and sing.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with the addition of a black-haired brother beside Michelangelo, he only had a little awkwardness for a while, and then happily played with them again.

Niccolo also obviously remembered this matter, and his tone was quite subtle: "It should be called His Royal Highness Da Vinci."

According to the usual practice, he will have a fief and a title, whether it is due to military merit or his status at the moment.

Leonardo was playing with her hair idly, when he heard this, his cheeks suddenly became hot.

"We can wait for a while." He observed her expression and said, "After all, the funeral is not over for long, and there are still many things to be resolved in the country."

Heidi collected herself and sighed, "I need to talk to him about something alone."

"Then let's talk today!" Niccolo stood up decisively, not forgetting to take the half glass of fine wine that he hadn't finished—he had never drunk such fine wine in his life!

"Hey?"

Niccolo came back after taking two steps, took Rafael away with him, and motioned for other friends to leave with him.

Everyone smiled and greeted them, and then dispersed and left.

There were only the two of them left in the courtyard, and the afternoon sun shone on the two of them with a lazy warmth.

"So... what else do you need to talk about?" Leonardo put down his wine glass, and his tone became more serious: "Contraception? Children?"

Heidi froze for a moment, and realized the problem belatedly.

There is probably nothing to worry about... She likes children and can take care of these things.

But depending on what he meant, even if he used contraception for life, he probably wouldn't have any complaints.

Heidi sighed, lowered her head and held his hands, trying to muster up the courage to talk about something deeply buried in her heart.

But even if these thoughts just popped up, they seemed to hit a wall in my heart, causing those bubbles to burst and shatter, leaving only vague traces.

She opened her mouth for a long time, with a panicked look on her face.

"Are you... afraid." The man held her hand tightly and asked in a low voice, "What are you afraid of?"

He pressed against her forehead, causing their breathing to overlap and synchronize.

"Heidi... I'm by your side." The deep and warm voice made people seem to be able to let go of many things.

From the very beginning, this unique sense of security and trust has been like salvation for her.

Heidi remained silent the entire time, and even lowered her eyes and shook her head slightly.

He didn't urge him either, he just turned his head to kiss her lips.

The eyelashes of the two touched each other, as if touching each other's butterfly wings.

This kiss is affectionate and gentle, it seems to be able to convey all emotions and care.

She subconsciously clenched his hand, and at this moment began to take a deep breath to hold back her tears.

Crying is often seen as a sign of weakness.

But sometimes crying means more than pain.

If a person is burdened with too many things, even if he falls into a deep sleep, tears will fall unconsciously.

They touched each other's noses, their cheeks pressed together and then released.

The feeling of love is like the soul is starting to dissolve and converge, and the body will instinctively want to get closer to each other.

The scent of figs lingered by her side, and the light breath of the man also made people feel uneasy.

She couldn't help deepening the kiss, even wishing it would never stop.

"Heidi..." He sighed, "What are you afraid of?"

Heidi let go of him, and spoke softly after a while.

"Leo."

"Ok?"

"What I'm going to say next may exceed your cognition."

"What?" He couldn't help laughing: "Actually, you are a Frenchman?"

"I hope you don't let go of my hand after hearing this." She lowered her voice, "Otherwise I will get hurt, and I won't dare to trust you anymore."

Leonardo's expression became more serious, and he nodded slowly at this moment.

"Will not."

"Actually..." She took another deep breath, trying to maintain a calm tone: "I come from 500 years later."

-2-

After 500 years?

Leonardo blinked, a little confused by the concept.

"Isn't that a place name?"

"It's not a place name."

"500 years—" He tried to understand her words again: "You mean, in the future, after 500 years in the future?"

"Yes." She said bluntly, "I don't know why these things happened."

At this moment, Heidi was already mentally prepared to lose her engagement.

Giovanni was in Florence, and he could declare the provisional engagement null and void at any time.

"500 years later?" Da Vinci felt that his brain was not enough: "I can't even guess what will happen in 50 years. After 500 years—that world is completely different from now, right? "

Yes...everything has changed.

She nodded.

"Is there anyone else like you?" He tried to find words to describe the event: "Time travel?"

"I don't know." She laughed self-deprecatingly: "I was originally an old lady who lived to be 85 years old and fell asleep."

When I woke up again, I was already here.

"85 years old!" Leonardo obviously missed the point: "Your body is so healthy!"

Well, it does.

"And I had two children, one boy and one girl." She simply spread out these things and chatted: "It should have happened when I was in my 20s-but when I woke up, I went back to my own 19 years old."

"And then I met you."

Leonardo had never heard such a story in the theater.

"Wait--are you sure you're not joking with me? Isn't it time to joke now?" He looked at her face and whispered: "Even if you are an old lady, you will be the most beautiful old lady. "

"Indeed." She raised her eyebrows.

"So... after death, you will go to another point in time? And you will go there with your body?" Leonardo tried to figure out some unsolved mysteries: "Then have you seen any gods?"

"I said it... After I woke up, I found that my body had changed, and then I saw you." Heidi couldn't help laughing: "You can also understand it as a compliment."

"Sometimes I wonder what death is, and what time is." Leonardo looked more serious, holding her hand and murmured: "It is difficult for us to give an accurate definition of time and explain it. What exactly."

"Mr. Leonardo—" Heidi coughed softly, "You seem to have missed the point again."

The problem now is that his fiancée is from another era 500 years later.

"Sorry, sorry—" He laughed, staring at her face again: "I may not fully understand the meaning."

"You will have a lot of things we can't imagine. Is this also a future invention?"

"Part of it is, and part of it is something I created myself."

"After that 500 years..."

"I have seen your portrait after 500 years." She whispered: "I have also seen almost every painting of you."

He stood there stunned, and suddenly felt his cheeks burn.

"without you?"

"Without me." She shook her head: "From the age of 30 to the age of 60, you have been constantly writing, and the paintings left behind will last forever, and are admired and cherished by countless people."

"I..." He murmured, "You know something about me?"

"I only know part of it, but after meeting you, it feels like I have never understood it before." Heidi said this, and suddenly glanced at the tall buildings of the palace with a smile: "Raphael and Michelangelo have become legends Ordinary painters and sculptors, and they all left immortal works.”

"What about you?" Leonardo looked at her and asked, "Who are you?"

Her words paused, and suddenly she didn't know what to answer.

--Who am I?

A movie star who became famous at a young age?Unhappy investor?Inventor of wireless communication?

Framed drug addict?The joke of plastic surgery failure?

……Who am I?

"This is... a very long story." She let go of his hand, and raised her hand to cover her cheek: "I'm also a little confused."

Leonardo didn't hug her right away, but waited for a while before speaking again: "I'm very glad that you are willing to tell me these things."

"Huh?" She looked sideways at him: "Don't you think I'm a witch or a monster?"

"It will be surprising, and it will be a mess in my head." He is frank but sincere: "But it will not affect our marriage, nor will it affect my feelings for you."

"Even if I become an old lady?" She asked back: "What if I become gray-haired again tomorrow?"

"Then I'll also dye my hair white." He raised his eyebrows and said, "This way it will be more suitable."

"Even if I don't belong to this era?"

"Speaking of this..." Leonardo showed expectant eyes: "Can you take me to see that world?"

"...I don't even know how I got here." She rubbed her face and said, "Maybe it's God's joke."

"Heidi." The man held her wrist and kissed her softly.

"Let's all digest and understand this message for a while, okay?"

He held her hand, leaned over and kissed her lips again: "I still love you."

Do not be afraid.

I will not go.

"I'll give you a chance to escape from marriage." Heidi said duplicity: "Then I will bring a large team to France to find you back."

"Maybe in Milan." He laughed.

The two separated in front of the living room, one went to face the congratulations and flattery of various nobles, and the other went to the Arno River alone, sitting on the stone bridge and thinking for a long time.

He didn't know what it all meant, and this story, like the fairy tales she had told, was beyond all his imagination.

It turned out that there was a difference of 500 years.

Heidi was quickly taken away by Niccolo after meeting with the guests, and then Dejo also came over with half-height documents and asked her about the decision to entrust and award medals.

The queen's first day of coronation seems to be inseparable from overtime.

After all this was almost done, when she looked up again, she found a crescent moon hanging high outside the window.

And outside the office, there was a familiar figure.

Heidi chose the office near her old bedroom and kept Lorenzo's study permanently.

Just like he did when she left.

The night breeze was as cool as a layer of tulle, passing by the two of them.

Heidi looked at Leonardo when she opened the door, but she didn't want to go there.

She didn't dare to imagine that if he chose to stop here, or...

The man opened his arms, looked at her and laughed: "Come and hug me."

Her hesitant eyes immediately dissipated, and her eyes lit up.

Heidi walked in front of him in two or three steps, and gave him a hug that was strong enough.

The two hugged each other tightly, and the hanging hair was intertwined with each other.

The familiar scent came out again, and she couldn't help sniffing it.

"It's a honey apple." He shook the lunch box in his hand: "Are you hungry?"

So what was supposed to be a heavy and serious confession suddenly turned into two people swinging together with the night wind blowing.

Holding a box of warm honey apples in her arms, she swayed back and forth in the silent courtyard, occasionally taking a bite.

The candle lamps in the distance have already been lit by De Qiao, like a moon hanging high.

"I thought about it for a long time," he said slowly, "then I found that there was nothing to think about."

"You are you, whether it is 500 years ago or 500 years later."

Heidi turned her head and looked at him with an apple in her mouth: "You don't think I'm a monster?"

"If you say that, I also want to be a monster." He leaned over and bit off a small corner of the apple, like another secret kiss.

She blushed a little, lowered her head and ate the apple.

"And to put it this way... You have traveled so many years before I was able to meet you." He whispered, "This is my luck."

"...It's also my luck."

Heidi sighed and said: "Then there is no escape, even if you don't get married."

Some things seem to be destined in the dark.

"There is no need for a grand wedding." Leonardo said seriously, "Of course if you like parades—"

"No," she reflexively said, "absolutely not."

She has seen enough of such things as dressing up beautifully and then walking around the city for three weeks.

The two looked up at the starry sky together, and swayed with the swing.

It seems that they have returned to the childhood of their childhood sweethearts, and the countless tedious chores in the world have nothing to do with them.

"After 500 years, people will not ride horses or ride in carriages." She said suddenly.

"...Could it be flying directly in the sky?" Leo asked curiously, "Or riding another animal? A wolf?"

"No, there is something called a car." She stretched out her hand and gestured: "A machine the size of a cube, and it can be driven by people to run across the entire country."

"By the way, there are also airplanes." She laughed: "It's a bit like your design, but usually dozens of people sit together and can cross mountains and oceans."

She began to tell him the history she knew, from the fall of the Austro-Hungarian Empire to the rise of the United States, from the industrial revolution to the technological revolution.

Leonardo is a genius. In the description of some things, even if she only briefly explained, he can fill in more matching information.

History, culture, revolution...

"What about love?" He suddenly asked.

"What is the difference between love and marriage 500 years from now?"

"Difference?" Heidi blinked.

She thought of everything she had encountered before, showing a nostalgic smile.

"The same as now."

People today believe in gods, and people in the future will believe in material desires.

And love has always been endowed with too many definitions, but it has always been fragile and extravagant.

"As for marriage," she held his hand, and the palms of the two overlapped again: "It becomes easier to disintegrate after 500 years."

Divorce is difficult in this era, and separation and reunion in the future are not uncommon.

People get together impatiently, and leave in a hurry in embarrassment.

"So promises are always illusory and remote."

Leonardo stared at her profile under the starry night, and suddenly took a deep breath.

"I will love you forever."

"What?" She didn't hear clearly, and looked sideways at him.

"I will always love you." He gazed into her eyes, firm and unwavering.

unswervingly to death.