Chapter 298: The Princess of the Ice Flower



In the underground garden, thousands of lotus flowers seemed to be breathing, changing between light and darkness, and countless points of light appeared in the air, illuminating this dark world.

The two witches stood in this sea of ​​flowers. The rich magic power submerged them like sand and wind, surging and falling from time to time. A large number of bright light spots slowly fell on the dome and then dissipated into nothingness.

The brilliant dark blue and the enchanting purple, the colors are like quicksand, forming changes in this world that are quiet and crazy, faint and vast, dim and phaeton.

Standing quietly there, Loran Hill's hair floated up and down with the magical quicksand. She closed her eyes slightly, raised one hand slightly forward, and countless tiny air currents passed through her fingers, blowing in all directions. The entire underground world fluctuated and changed in her murmuring spells.

"The deep blue of the vast ocean, the vast purple of the sky, fall down warmly, like the scenery of the sky..." The voice is ethereal and distant, like a sigh, and like a song, which is shocking.

"I will eventually regret my wild feelings and settle down to a heart that accepts the will of Heaven. I will wander in the sunshine of the child and play in the tranquility of the moon, achieving a flawless dream."

The long incantation was like a funeral oration or a blessing. As the last words came, the magical light spots in the sky finally descended one by one, and finally returned to the flower buds waiting to bloom in the underground world.

Finally, the last words fell, the world became quiet, and time seemed to blur and stop temporarily.

Magnificent dream lotus flowers slowly bloom.

It is no longer as fragile and ethereal as before, nor as distant as the other world, but people can clearly perceive the dreamlike nature flowing within it.

The dark blue of sweet dreams, the enchanting purple of nightmares, the two kinds of dream lotus flowers bloom in profusion, embellishing the entire underground world.

“So, that’s how it worked.”

Opening his eyes and looking at the lush sea of ​​flowers in front of him, Loran Hill felt a faint sense of satisfaction and pride in his heart.

It allows people to realize their dreams and experience fantasies that cannot be achieved or reached in reality.

Let people experience nightmares and feel the possible crisis in order to temper themselves.

Dreams are a continuation of reality, but reality is helpless. Many restrictions and rules and regulations limit people to viewing the world from a small corner, which inevitably leads to paranoia and short-sightedness.

If only there were dreams and fantasies, like wings spread out at night, overlooking the mountains, rivers and seas, and freely flying between the sky and the earth.

In the midst of the fervor of song, I felt a chill; in the sky, I saw the abyss. In all eyes, I saw nothing; in the midst of hopelessness, I was saved.

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"Thank you, Loran." A rare flash of agility and joy finally appeared in Tehua's eyes, which were as distant as nebulae.

"It's okay, I just did an ordinary thing. It's also to apologize to you and compensate you on behalf of Katie. She was impulsive in the past." Loran Hill looked at the witch with a smile.

"But, thank you so much." Tehua slowly squatted down and picked up two blue and purple lotus flowers.

"Don't worry, I will help you realize your dream." As she said this, the witch held the two flowers in her palms and smiled a rare smile, as if in a dream.

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The Ice Palace Garden, the Chuiyue Valley.

It was the film season, and although the sky was pitch black, the ground was still dotted with numerous fluorescent ice crystal trees, illuminating the streets and the city, preventing them from falling into absolute darkness.

In the past, although there were cities, towns, gardens, etc. in this valley, because it was the film season, there were always not many people coming out for activities.

But today is different. A small crowd has gathered on both sides of the street, and a team of floats is moving slowly forward.

This is a couple holding a wedding.

"Who is that? I just woke up from hibernation this morning." An ice elf stood in the crowd and asked curiously.

"They are the young lady from the Shilani family and the young man from the Tishu family." Someone recognized the silver snow lily emblem and the blue ibis emblem on the float.

"These two families..." The young ice elf pondered which one was holding a wedding.

"It's Irene who ran away from home that year, and Palos who has been ill for a long time." His companion said the name directly before he could think of it.

"It turned out to be these two. They caused quite a stir at the time. Even Duke Callender asked about it."

"I didn't expect you to be back now."

"It's a pity that the two people who were so optimistic back then are no longer as glorious as they used to be."

"Irene's reputation is ruined, and it's hard to say whether Palos will survive this year."

"Alas, things have changed and people have changed..."

Although there were not many nobles or friends who participated in the celebration, the wedding did not have too many accidents and ended in a very ordinary way with little impact.

In a remote small hall in the valley city, presided over by the ritual officer, the two exchanged vows under a big tree, drank fine wine made from blueberry and red pomegranate, and then completed the wedding in the presence of elders from both sides.

It was already late at night when we returned to our new residence.

The room was dotted with warm orange chandeliers. Irene helped Palos sit up on the bed and wiped his cheek with a warm towel.

"You're very tired today. You need to rest early." She whispered to her husband.

"Yeah." Palos opened his tired eyes and nodded.

The two of them then slowly fell asleep, the night breeze blowing through the curtains, and the residual light from outside the window dyed the room a cold frosty color.

Holding the slightly cold wrist, Irene looked at the ceiling, recalling the first time she met Palos.

In fact, at that time, she did not focus her attention on the young man, but just glanced at him briefly.

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