From the cracks in the curtains, the whole room could not be seen clearly.
I can't even see the whole body of that person.
All I could see was a silver-white round table, steaming from the mouth of a thin white porcelain cup, and rose-colored pastries beside it. Small spoons and dinner forks were all white, surrounded by light gold patterns.
It looks refined and clean.
Spotless.
The scepter inlaid with gems was casually placed on the side of the dining table, with golden patterns wrapped around the gems, representing the highest power and status in the world.
Yun Xia saw a hand.
That hand was placed next to the dining table, the joints were carefully carved by God, the color was the same as that of the porcelain cup next to it, it was delicately white, and the fingers were slender and white, like pure jade.
Yun Xia stared blankly for a moment.
The top of the window sills covered the man's face, only to see the bishop in white kneeling at his feet, kneeling on the ground, piously sticking his forehead to the ground, expressing his supreme respect for the Pope.
The pope raised his hand.
The bishop respectfully exited the room and closed the door.
Yun Xia blinked.
She slid down a little cautiously, and through the gap in the curtain, she saw that the man's clothes were pure white and clean, with pure gold silk threads on the cuffs, and ice silver tassels hanging from the shoulders.
The gold chain of the ancient pocket watch hangs down from the neckline, and the neckline is decorated with light gold trim, which looks retro and elegant. With the power of faith in the other party, it makes people feel more calm.
Looking at the past from the window, it seems that you can feel calm.
It is worthy of being a figure believed by all people.
Yun Xia ground her small fangs, and her gaze fell on the man's neckline involuntarily.
She saw a section of snow-white neck, and the curvature of Adam's apple was a little tempting, but the pure light on the other party suppressed the seductive feeling, turning the sex appeal into pure beauty.
In the face of faith, no one would think of sexy, it is a kind of blasphemy.
The girl outside the window stared blankly at the cut neck.
Slender white color, beautiful curvature... It looks so easy to bite.
She couldn't help licking the tip of her teeth, her eyes were red, and she slowly moved forward, approaching the window.
So, finally saw the face of that person.
She opened her eyes wide.
The Pope is so young. The color of the broken hair is as light golden as the sun, against the porcelain white complexion and thrush-like eyes, it looks extraordinarily holy. His eyelashes are very long, also pale gold in color, and the two beautiful pupils under the eyelashes are light and beautiful brown.
When Yun Xia was in human form, her eyesight was excellent, and she could even see clearly. In her light brown eyes, there were ripples rippling like the light of a lake, which reminded people of the words cold and warm at the same time.
The warmth is due to the peace of faith, while the coldness is the god-like emptiness.
Yun Xia soon knew where Kong Ji came from.
The Pope raised his hand, slightly curled his index finger, pressed it against his light-colored lips, and coughed lightly. With long light-colored eyelashes and a peaceful expression, he lowered his fingers and slowly brushed over the uneven text on the doctrine.
That's braille.
Yun Xia tilted her head in surprise.
No wonder it is said that the Pope is not in good health... The purity of faith must be filled with the purest thing - the most clear and beautiful eyes.
blind...
It's so beautiful, what a pity.
But in this case.
The girl rolled her eyes, flipped over and jumped down from the top of the tower lightly.
A few minutes later.
There was a soft knock on the pope's door.
The sweet girl's voice said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I am the maid sent by the Bishop."
(end of this chapter)