Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 238: Cherry Blossoms in Bloom
The young man quickly passed through the heavy doors, and the continuous sound of his footsteps and the gradually clearer sound of dance music intertwined and echoed in the exquisite corridor.

Cinnamon cardamom, peppery orange blossom, ambergris and musk.
The smell of various perfumes mixed together became stronger and stronger. Tonight, the Pope's Palace was filled with beautiful people in fragrant clothes, and the white marble statues were all draped with bright red ribbons.

The dome of the central hall was about thirty meters high, and countless crystal chandeliers made it almost impossible to cast shadows on people. Waiters in white held trays and served rose wine and amber salsa verde. The orchestra sometimes played cheerful dance music and sometimes played hymn-style music.

Cesare strode through the crowd, annoying many dignified ladies. This was a reception hosted by the Papal States to welcome the Eastern delegation. It was an honor to be qualified to attend, and everyone should behave dignified, elegant and graceful in front of the guests. However, this boy in military uniform had an anxious look on his face and came and went like an evil demon.

Xizel was very anxious because he and his guards had not found Madam Linlang until now.

It should not be difficult to find Madam Linlang, as her clothes were very different from those of ordinary citizens. She was wearing a lake blue silk dress, which was Shu brocade from the far east. The blue was very special and bright even under the night sky. It was also extremely expensive and was definitely not something that ordinary people could afford.

But too many nobles followed the Pope and the cardinals on foot, and their families were all wearing formal dresses made of oriental silk. Once that lake blue figure blended into the ranks of noble ladies, it could no longer be distinguished.

Xizel's guards asked the soldiers standing guard along the way, and no one had seen a noble lady alone. The soldiers were unlikely to have missed her, because Madam Linlang's peerless beauty was hard to ignore. Wherever she appeared, the moonlight would illuminate the place.

Then they had to continue to expand the search range. The guards searched along the river bank, the military mobilized military dogs to assist, and César grabbed a [Stein heavy motorcycle] and rushed straight into the Pope's Palace.

Although there was only a very small chance that Madam Linlang had gotten past the heavy security and sneaked into the Pope's Palace, she would definitely chase after that man. She had been looking out the window for twelve years. Her mind and appearance seemed to be frozen in time twelve years ago, waiting for that man to come and see her again.
Don't let your parents meet again no matter what. It won't benefit either of them to meet! Dad doesn't want to see you either, mom! If he wanted to come, he would have come a long time ago! He may have liked you because of your beauty and stupidity.
But compared to those, he loves power more. He is a madman who can sacrifice himself for power!
It is no exaggeration to say that César was in a hurry at this time. If it were not for this kind of occasion, he would not be able to mobilize a large number of manpower. He would have to conduct a saturation screening of the people in the cocktail party.

He did not find his mother, but strangely, the Pope was not there either. Although the man would not normally attend such a reception, he would only smoke in a closed office with a cold face. But facing an opponent who repeatedly thwarted his military operations, shouldn't Lon Borgia have more exchanges with him to find out more about him?

"what happened?"

Torres appeared in front of him. As the Pope's confidential secretary, he was also invited to attend the party.

"Mother,"

Xi Zeer explained the whole matter succinctly in just one sentence: "She is missing, and there is a high possibility that she is here!"

"Mrs. Linlang is missing?"

Torres was startled, turned around and threw the wine glass in his hand into the waiter's tray, "She couldn't have come here without being invited, and I haven't seen her either. I'll go with you to look for her! See if there's anything she's missed."

"Yeah!" Xizel was slightly relieved. In any case, it was fine as long as his parents didn't meet. Besides, he had Torres to help him. From childhood to adulthood, he seemed to feel more at ease as long as Torres was by his side.

As they turned to walk out, Cesare ran into a member of the Borgia family with whom he had an old grudge. Cesare was too anxious to apologize to him, but his companion pressed forward and got entangled with Cesare and Torres.

And right in the core area of ​​the cocktail party, the fully armored [Flying Cavalry Guards] carved out a small world in the hall like overlapping mountains.

Qin Huai, wearing a blue and white silk gown with a gold-embellished flying fish pattern, was looking at the large rag doll sitting opposite him with great interest, with black ripples in his eyes rising and falling.

Name: Linlang

Status: Miko, Tsukuyomi Teru (blessing of the moon god), central nervous system damage (white matter loss)
Expertise: Dance 90%, Ninjutsu 79%
Threat Level: White

Note 1: Linlang was once a Fuso priestess. Due to some reasons, she was transferred to Florence after several journeys, fell in love with Long Borgia, and gave birth to a pair of children.

Note 2: Linlang accidentally learned the core secret of this fruit, and after being discovered by the Cardinal, she underwent a white matter removal surgery.

Linlang is so beautiful that it is no exaggeration to describe her as breathtaking. Among this fruit, Qin Huai feels that the only one who can be compared to her is Yang Yuhuan who is far away in Chang'an.

Her lake blue dress was embroidered with roses in gold thread. She sat on the sofa, looking around timidly, as if looking for someone.

When Qin Huai noticed her, they were still outside the Pope's Palace. At that time, she was like a large bunch of pink and blue roses blooming in the rain.

The ruthless Templar Knights stopped her outside the door. Qin Huai discovered her difference and asked Xiao Gui to bring her in to protect her from the wind and rain.

After entering the hall, Qin Huai occupied a small private room surrounded by sofas and threw the mechanical technology puzzles he had prepared earlier outside. In this way, any noble who wanted to talk to him had to solve the answer before entering the box to disturb his peace.

"Mrs. Linlang, would you like a drink?"

Qin Huai picked up a glass of sweet fruit wine and handed it to Linlang.

Linlang had some reaction when she heard the familiar Chinese language which she hadn't heard for more than a decade, but she was still speechless.

Is there a loss of white matter in the brain? That's a bit troublesome.

Qin Huai's eyes flashed, and a nectar talisman appeared in his hand.

The pure nectar turned into drops of water and seeped into the lady's brow. Before her condition changed, she suddenly burst into tears, as if she had suffered a great bullying.

Huh? That's not the right reaction.

Qin Huai frowned as he looked at the yellow paper medicine talisman that had little effect. He seemed to have seen a faint moonlight around Lin Lang.
In the distance, Xizel had already dealt with the obstacles. He turned around and wanted to leave with Torres for the second time, but suddenly heard crying from the corner. He was shocked and subconsciously reached for his pistol. It was Madam Linlang crying. He definitely couldn't have heard it wrong. Although that woman was as quiet as a big rag doll most of the time, she would sometimes cry for no reason.

"Cesare! Calm down!"

Torres whispered that the crying sound came from the box of the Eastern Mission. He knew very well how furious Xizel would be if Madam Linlang was bullied, but he could not let the Red Dragon get out of control at the moment.

Xizel held back and pushed through the crowd to help his mother. "Stop!"

The scarlet fish-scale shawl stood in front of Xizel. The tall and strong Shenwu Tianqi pointed at the mechanical problem next to him and signaled the boy to solve it first.

"Go away!"

Xizel's mind is now filled with taking Madam Linlang away from here. How can he have the mind to play mechanical puzzles?
Just as the two sides were confronting each other in the hall, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

[Flying Cavalry Guard] The hand that was suspended in the air to stop Xizel was suddenly grabbed from behind, and a cold voice sounded behind him: "This time, just consider that Xizel owes you an answer. Let him in."

Shenwu Tianqi turned around and glanced at the pair of black crystal lenses, as if he didn't hear it, and the scarlet rune armor did not give in at all.

"Let them in. We are in the host's territory. It would be bad to offend the host."

"Here."

After hearing Qin Huai's approval, Tianqi made way and let Xizel and Torres in.

Pope Lon Borgia, the nominal supreme leader of this country, had no reason not to attend the reception. He was not there just now because he had to change his clothes.

At this time, he was neither wearing the white robe that marked his identity as a pope nor the black windbreaker that was very much his personal style. Instead, he was wearing a sophisticated black suit and a plain white bow tie, looking handsome like a young man. But the pair of eyes hidden behind the tinted lenses were still so cold. Being stared at by him was like being stared at by a poisonous snake, and anyone would feel cold behind their backs.

The space in the box was not large, so Xizel took the lead and sat next to his mother to check and comfort her.

Long didn't come in, but subconsciously looked at Linlang.

At this moment, the man and the woman finally looked at each other. Qin Huai was surprised to find that the woman, who was already extremely bright and beautiful, had truly "opened her eyes". For the first time, there was something like "spirit" in her beautiful but empty pupils.
No, it was more than just a spirit, those pupils were as bright as a mirror reflecting the world, reflecting the melting of glaciers, the cherry blossoms on the pond, and the sunset over the sea.
How could this be the same beautiful doll? She was so beautiful and full of life, yet so sad and heartbreaking.
The therapeutic effect of Ganlu Huangfu is still a little weak, as it only takes so long to take effect.

Qin Huai looked at Linlang's reaction, silently updating his mind on the therapeutic effects of Qingwei Ganlu on damage to the human nervous system.

The Pope's eyes were filled with such extraordinary beauty that he took a step back as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please dance and drink to welcome the envoys from the East."

The Pope turned around and said that his blessings were cold, as if he was asking these nobles to get out of his office.

The guests all understood and turned away, they were not curious about what happened in the box, nor did they have any reason to care about the host's business. At a reception in the Papal Palace, the Pope was the host, and if the host came forward to solve some minor problems, what else could others say?

However, according to the host's character, he would not show up even if the guests broke cups and bottles and fought over a woman in his home.

Mrs. Linlong slowly stretched out her hand, as if to hold the Pope's hand, or to touch the Pope's cheek. She wore white gloves that were longer than her elbows, and her fingers were slender and her wrists were delicate, like a blooming flower.

But the Pope turned around and tried to leave: "Guards! Send this lady out!"

At this time, the band, which had paused for a moment due to the riot, sorted out their instruments and started a new dance music.

It was a dance called "Summer Dream", which depicted a midsummer night dream after spring, where new stars appeared in every high sky where the moon goddess looked, and flowers bloomed in the bushes where the moonlight shone. The elves sighed and sang praises to her, dancing in a dream of bliss.

Some of the guests started dancing, while others automatically moved to the edge of the hall. The ladies' skirts spun and opened, as if large flowers had suddenly bloomed on the marble floor.

The Pope reached into his pocket, as was his habit, to touch a cigarette, but he obviously shouldn't smoke in this situation. He didn't touch it, and his pocket was empty.

He suddenly stopped and slowly turned around. In the corner that was deliberately ignored by everyone, the cherry-like woman was still reaching out to him, so close yet so far away.

Are you asking if you want to dance? We met again after many years, without any love or hate, just asking if you want to ask me to dance?
The Pope pushed his glasses up, which was another habitual action of his. Among the people present, only Torres had followed him for a long time and understood the meaning of his small actions. The iron-like man was not completely without emotional fluctuations. When he was irritable, he would want to smoke, and when he wanted to hide his eyes, he would push his glasses up.
"Take your mother away! Quick!"

Torres whispered a reminder to César, and stepped forward to block the view of the two enemies colliding.

The wrong person should not be reunited, the wrong thing should not continue, why did Lomborgia, who did not care about women at all and would crush any stumbling block that stood in his way of power, fall in love with an oriental woman? Was it because of a momentary willfulness, just like Cesare now?

That occasional wilfulness was a bad thing for everyone and must not happen again! Especially since he is now the Pope of Florence!
But it was too late. At this critical moment, Qin Huai spoke.

"The moon rises and sets several times, old friends gather less and less, it's just a dance, why are you so nervous, Xiao Gui!"

Xiao Gui smiled slightly, and with his powerful hands he held down Torres and César who wanted to leave.

Almost at the same time, the Pope suddenly walked straight forward and took Madam Linlang's hand!
Madam Linlang took out the hairpin that tied her hair up, and her black hair fell down like a waterfall!

She had lived for so many years like a cherry blossom tree, beautiful to the point of being sad, as if she would fall at any moment, but at this moment an incredible vitality burst out of her body. She stepped forward, spun, and her lake blue skirt opened, and the roses embroidered with gold thread suddenly bloomed.

No one had ever seen the Florentine Pope dance, and no one could have imagined that he danced so well, as if he had been dancing in the dance hall for many years. He spun with Madam Linlang, his movements were vigorous and the rhythm was accurate, like stepping on a snare drum.

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There will be more later.

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(End of this chapter)