Chapter 210 How can a dream without a trace?
Lin Qingyue's thoughts were swirling, and she was about to speak, but suddenly she found that the man in front of her had suddenly turned into Dongfang Qi.
But when I looked more closely, it was clearly Ah Zhuo with the starry eyes and sharp eyebrows.
"Who are you?" She asked suddenly, and for a moment she couldn't tell who the person in front of her was.
"I am..." Dongfang Qi hesitated and said, "I am A Zhuo, Your Majesty."
He still remembered that in his last dream, Lin Qingyue kept calling him Azhuo.
He told her, "I am Dongfang Qi, why do you call me A Zhuo?"
But she got angry about this, and she said angrily: "You are my Ah Zhuo! If you don't want to be Ah Zhuo, I don't want you."
So from that day on, he hadn't dreamed of her for a long time.
At this moment, perhaps because of the effect of the floating light of his dream soul, he clearly knew that he was in a dream.
Since it was just a dream, what does it matter even if I know I am not Azhuo?
As long as he could make her happy, as long as this dream could last a little longer, he was willing to be her Azhuo.
Sure enough, after Dongfang Qi responded like that, the confusion on her face disappeared, tears welled up in her eyes, and she carefully held his face, looking at it carefully, as if she could never see enough.
"Azhuo, I'm sorry." She hugged him tightly, as if she was holding a lost treasure.
Sadness and heartache filled Dongfang Qi's heart. His lips trembled slightly as he whispered in her ear, "My Majesty, you don't have to say sorry to me, ever."
After hearing this, Lin Qingyue felt even more guilty.
During the more than ten years she spent with him, she initially regarded him as a substitute for her master. Later, even though she fell in love with him, she knew that she would not have a good ending, so she did not dare to rely on him completely, and always built a wall of distance in front of him.
In the end, in order to force him to leave, she even said those heartless words.
She loved him deeply, but also hurt him deeply.
But what about him...
The last memory of his previous life remained in the flames all over the sky. He rushed towards her like a madman, breaking through the wall of fire.
The raging fire burned his skin and flesh, and the thick smoke made his voice hoarse, but the fool still tried hard to coax her.
He said, "Don't be afraid, Your Majesty. Even if it's hell, I will go with you."
The regrets of her past life could never be made up for, and at this moment she knew clearly that everything before her eyes was just a beautiful dream woven for her by her soul.
In this case, then let yourself indulge in depravity!
She suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her head and kissed him deeply.
The regrets of the past life and the longing that hurts deep into the bone in this life have all turned into a lingering kiss at this moment.
Dongfang Qi was suddenly kissed and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that the "Majesty" in his dream was so free.
So, he threw off the shackles of reality and kissed her back regardless of the consequences.
Between lips and teeth, whose tears silently fall?
Tears moistened my mouth, bitter and astringent.
Dongfang Qi was stunned for a moment, then he leaned against Lin Qingyue's forehead and asked softly, "Why are you crying?"
"Because... I'm so happy." She tried hard to smile and tried hard not to let the tears fall so as not to make him worry.
"Azhuo... Azhuo..."
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The night was filled with yin energy, and the old turtle could float around freely outside even without Lin Qingyue's protection.
At this moment, he floated to the roof of the inn, looking at the starry sky, worrying about the suffering of the people.
Suddenly, he sensed something and looked towards the guest room below in surprise.
"Both Dream Souls and Floating Lights were used? Haha, they really like this gift from me."
"Oh, that's not right. How come their dreams are entangled together and become one dream?"
Although the old turtle in reality could not see the details of the dream clearly, he could sense some changes.
His dreamlike shimmering was a skill he had slowly developed over the years in Nightmare Town. It wasn't particularly useful, simply pulling people into dreams.
The difference is between a nightmare and a sweet dream.
The names he gave to Lin Qingyue and Dongfang were, of course, beautiful dreams.
The floating light of dream souls can peek into the deepest memories in people's hearts, and then weave a beautiful dream to satisfy desires.
If two dreams are too close together and the dreamers are connected, the dreams will merge into one. The more sincere and heartfelt the dream, the higher the reality.
"Oh, it turns out they are a perfect match. They are quite compatible."
The old turtle murmured, and began to feel melancholy again, "When will the people of my county wake up? Oh, I am so worried!"
The night wind, wrapped in the bright moonlight, gently lifted the mist of dreams and blew away the crimson bed curtains.
Two figures hugging each other, whispering to each other through the thin veil and mist.
Until the moonlight quietly fades away and the morning sun sneaks in.
Lin Qingyue sensed something and held his cheek reluctantly, kissing him over and over again.
But the warmth in his arms gradually dissipated, and Ah Zhuo turned into a stream of light that fell from the sky, and everything in the dream quickly disappeared before his eyes.
"Azhuo, don't go!"
She suddenly opened her eyes, the morning sun streaming in through the window lattice. Her fingertips seemed to still feel the warmth of his cheek, but she could no longer touch the man in her dream.
Yun Palace, and he, are all...gone.
Dongfang Qi in the next room opened his eyes almost at the same time as her.
His fingertips subconsciously touched his cheek, where the coolness from her last touch was still lingering, but it was like a snowflake melting on his skin, disappearing in an instant without a trace.
He had had this kind of dream several times before.
But the previous dreams were always covered by a layer of mist, and became even more vague and invisible after waking up.
But last night's dream was so clear that it was burning.
The slight frown on her brows, the trembling of her lips, the bitter taste of the tears rolling down her cheeks, the intertwining of breaths when our skin touched, were all as real as if I had experienced them myself.
Lin Qingyue calmed down and went downstairs to have breakfast.
Breakfast was served quickly, perhaps the chef of this inn had not yet become corrupted.
Lin Qingyue finished her breakfast, but Dongfang Qi didn't show up.
Lin Qingyue couldn't help but feel puzzled. "He's usually a diligent man. When he was in Qi, he would get up early to attend court. Why hasn't he gotten up yet at noon today? Could it be that everything in the dream was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to leave?"
She waited for a while before she saw Dongfangqi coming down the stairs.
He wore no crown, his long hair draped down to his waist, carrying a hint of dampness. A few drops of water still clung to his cold, pale skin, sliding across his sharply defined jawline and down his straight neck into the depths of his slightly open collar.
Lin Qingyue couldn't help but recall the scene of the two of them kissing and entangled last night. She kissed his slightly raised Adam's apple and called out over and over again: "A Zhuo..."
But at this moment, Azhuo in the dream and Dongfangqi in front of her overlapped, which made her panic and unable to distinguish between reality and dreams for a while.
It wasn't until she heard the creaking sound of the empty chair beside her being dragged that she was brought back to her senses.
She looked away and asked casually, "Why are you taking a shower so early in the morning?"
Dongfang Qi blushed uncontrollably the moment he saw Lin Qingyue - luckily she turned her head away and didn't see his embarrassment.
How can a dream without a trace?
So after waking up, Dongfang Qi soaked himself in cold water to extinguish his unnecessary desires before finally arriving.
But when he saw Lin Qingyue, his heart, which had finally calmed down, couldn't help but feel his emotions surge again.
You claim to be a gentleman, so why are those erotic and obscene things always lingering in your mind?
Dongfangqi, ah Dongfangqi, if she knew you had such a dream, she would definitely ignore you again!
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