Chapter 897: Forever Homeland

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Ito Hirobumi glanced at the woman again, feeling as if something had crossed his mind. But he didn't find it strange about this wonderful cause, but he didn't find it strange for himself.

Somehow, Ito Hirobumi felt deep down that there would be some connection between that Bojin woman and himself, and what might happen. This is probably because he has not yet woken up from the mirror of the twilight scene. He muttered to himself for no reason: Are the passing of those twilight scenes a symbol of the passage of time?

At this time, he didn't know why the man and the woman were in the same place with him at this moment.

"Did you see that? He's always on the lookout for you. ”

"The lord said that guy is a womanizer."

"But you don't have to dress up so prettyly to catch his eye."

"I didn't try to attract him! It's just a habit! ”

"You can't let habit interfere with the mission!"

"Got it! How many words! ”

When Hirobumi Ito and Shigenobu Okuma and their party arrived at the hot spring villa on Taohuayu Mountain, when they came up from the bottom of the mountain, it was already silent.

Prior to this, Ito Hirobumi had already arranged for someone to send him and Shigenobu Okuma's name post, and obtained permission to go up the mountain.

Ito Hirobumi was most worried about the woman's refusal to see him, but he didn't expect the other party to happily agree.

He walked down the richly decorated corridors, and with every step he took, he could hear the slight sound of his footsteps. At the corner at the end of the corridor, Tingtingyu stood a woman dressed in a kimono, the hem of her dress spread out on the dark floor, giving people a cold feeling.

Seeing the hem of the dress, Ito Hirobumi couldn't help but be surprised: this is the dress of a noble woman in Kyoto!

He had no idea that he would see Kyoto's vanished classical costumes here.

But the woman did not come this way, nor did she move her body to greet the guest. From a distance, her delicate posture made him feel a familiar atmosphere.

He hurriedly walked over and stood silently in front of the woman. The woman raised her head slightly, and also wanted to open her thin powdered face, but somehow it backfired, and Ito Hirobumi felt an inexplicable sadness in her.

The two of them walked silently towards the room. Shigenobu Okuma followed inexplicably.

Shigenobu Okuma still doesn't understand why Hirobumi Ito brought himself here.

It stands to reason that Ito Hirobumi should have explained to him first, but Ito Hirobumi didn't even look at him and kept moving forward.

Finally, they came to a room full of Kyoto-style Accord, with furniture and furnishings that were only available in the homes of Kyoto nobles, and when they entered the room, Ito Hirobumi felt like he was in Kyoto.

But Kyoto has become history forever in that fire.

Kyoto has been rebuilt since the Southwest War, and although the Japanese government has done its best to invest in the construction of Kyoto, the newly built Kyoto has no longer had the atmosphere of the past.

But today, in this room, Ito Hirobumi has found the breath of Kyoto that he has not seen for a long time.

Hirobumi Ito relentlessly tries to free himself from the grief of the fact that Kyoto was burned down, and he soon discovers the woman he wants to meet.

The woman named Yoko Shimazu.

Unlike the luxuriously dressed maid who guided Ito Hirobumi, Yoko Shimazu wore a very elegant white kimono, embroidered with a little red plum on the kimono, fresh and elegant, her skin was white and beautiful, no heavy makeup, plus this set of clothes, the whole person exuded a cold and noble atmosphere.

Her first impression of Ito was that she was surprisingly clean, even thinking that the crooks of her toes were probably clean. Hirobumi Ito couldn't help but wonder if his eyes were due to the fact that he had just seen snow.

Her clothes were made by skilled craftsmen at a glance, and unlike the maids around her, the hem of her clothes did not drag to the ground, and she only wore this soft single dress that fitted her. Only the belt is very disproportionate, covered with gold and silver threads, which looks very valuable.

Her expression was calm and peaceful, and this look made Ito Hirobumi look gloomy and cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"I have admired the names of Mr. Ito and Mr. Okuma for a long time, and when I see them today, I am happy to live." Yoko Shimazu looked at Hirobumi Ito, smiled slightly, and said, "Two gentlemen, please take a seat." ”

Although she said it politely, Shigenobu Okuma could feel that there was not the slightest hint of comfort in her words.

And the tone of this woman's voice made Okuma Shigenobu very disliked, and she treated them as if she were a proud queen receiving her courtiers.

As she spoke, she pointed to two chairs, and Ito took off his hat, bowed to her, and sat down on one of them. Shigenobu Okuma sat down as well.

Yoko Shimazu waved her hand, and Kyoko Kitagawa stepped forward to offer refreshments to Hirobumi Ito and Shigenshin Okuma, and Hirobumi Ito noticed that the tea sets and snacks that the other party brought to him were all exquisite Kyoto-style.

"These days coincide with the heavy snow closing, but I don't want to have distinguished guests visit." Yoko Shimazu still had a sweet smile on her face, "Mr. Ito is now the Prime Minister of the Imperial Japan, and Mr. Okuma is the Minister of Finance of the Imperial Japan. ”

"I've heard of Miss Yoko's name for a long time, and I haven't had the chance to see it, so this time we came to Qianguo on business, and when we have a little time, we will come to visit immediately." Hirofumi Ito said respectfully, "Please also ask Miss Yoko not to think of us as presumptuous." ”

Listening to Hirobumi Ito's opening remarks, Shigenobu Okuma couldn't help frowning.

The respect of the prime minister of a country, in the face of a young woman in exile in a foreign country, there is no need to be so low-voiced, right?

"Mr. Ito is too polite." Yoko Shimazu smiled and raised her hand in a "please" gesture.

Ito Hirofumi picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea, and suddenly felt the strange fragrance in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart.

The tea used to entertain guests is a very precious fragrant tea, and the tea bowl is a shadow celadon cup as transparent as tissue paper.

Also, just by virtue of her appearance, Lin Yiqing, a womanizer, will also be worshipped!

But why did the Japanese intelligence officers say that this woman was terrible?

He remembered the cold aura he felt when he first met her and the confession of Emperor Meiji on this trip, and he immediately became alert again.

"Mr. Ito came to see me, I don't know what happened?" As if to see through Hirofumi Ito's thoughts, Yoko Shimazu asked with a smile, but there was a hint of coldness in her smile.

"His Majesty the Emperor has always been very concerned about Miss Yoko, and when I heard that Miss Yoko is in Qianguo, I specially instructed us to pay attention to the search, and if we find out the whereabouts of Miss Yoko, we must go to visit and convey His Majesty's concern to Miss Yoko." Hirobumi Ito said.

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