Chapter 57 A Feast of Pleasure and Comfort
His Majesty the Emperor hugged Gray and cried loudly, but Queen Xia was very calm and wiped her husband's tears with a silk handkerchief.
The dignified woman held Qianzhi's hand and kept thanking her, and then glanced at Theo who was staring at Qianzhi.
Unexpectedly, the son who once said "people in love are idiots" has become the fool he himself called.
Xia looked at the calm and gentle profile of the girl beside her.
It seems that her poor son's love life will be very difficult.
When the emperor finally blew his nose on the tattered clothes hanging on his eldest son's body, the sentry who came in to report had a serious expression on his face.
"Your Majesty," the sentry hesitated, glancing at Qianzhi again. "Si Ming has come to pay his respects and wishes to speak with the Divine Envoy."
The emperor's amiable expression changed visibly. At such a happy moment, he didn't want to hear anything about "Si Ming".
He frowned and asked Theo to come forward and accompany Qianzhi.
"Your Highness, what exactly is 'Si Ming'?" Qianzhi asked with some confusion as he walked towards the conference room where Siming was waiting.
She had heard this name in her memories and seemed to have seen this person, but his face became a little blurry in her memory.
"Since ancient times, Sima Ming has been a prophet," Theo said, frowning. "During the Soltz Empire era, Sima Ming became more of a symbol and a sign, rather than just a prophecy."
"And..." The wrinkles between his brows deepened.
"And you don't like Him." Qianzhi hit the nail on the head.
"Yes," Theo sighed, "because the God of Destiny often predicts not good things, but impending dangers and disasters."
For example, the emergence of the Zerg several decades ago;
There is also the shadow among the royal family, namely Grey Saltz's coma.
Therefore, every generation of monarchs would be extremely fearful when they heard Sima Ming appear in the palace.
So, did Sima Ming get to know about the ominous things happening in Qianzhi from the future?
Because of the royal family's fear, even the reception room for Sima Ming was guarded by special personnel.
Bo Lan, who was standing guard at the door, was looking at the people inside with a hostile expression. When he saw Qianzhi coming, his brows softened instantly.
When Qianzhi walked in and saw the man called Siming, her almond-shaped eyes widened.
Because she knew this person.
"sea?"
The man in the black robe heard the girl calling him, and his beautiful eyebrows curved into crescents.
"Qianqian." He called the girl softly.
Theo was upset.
Not only was he unhappy that Qianzhi had known him without him, but he was also unhappy with the way the man looked at Qianzhi.
He had seen this Sima Ming once.
The man sat far away on a high platform in the residence of the God of Destiny, his expression as cold as ice, like a jade statue that brought disaster.
And now, the jade statue shattered, revealing the affectionate false human figure inside, pouring all his warmth onto the girl in his eyes.
His snake-like pupils scattered dangerous light, as if he wanted to hungrily hold the girl in front of him in his mouth and swallow her into his body in the next moment.
"It's a pity I can't meet Your Majesty," Ming finally glanced at Theo and gave him a perfunctory smile, "because this time I don't bring bad news."
Ming knew that Qianzhi had come to the Imperial Star, but Ian Gwen beside her, and now Bo Lan, who immediately stared at him sinisterly as soon as he left Qianzhi's sight, blocked all ways for him to get close to her.
Moreover, several insects came because of Qianzhi, so he had to spend some effort to drive away the remaining insects.
And as the chosen Sima Ming, he and the phantom snake spirit body did hear the vague sound of descent.
"The Zerg will be destroyed in the future. All people will be free."
Theo repeated Ming's prophecy.
"Freedom?" He frowned.
"The Empire grants full rights to all its citizens, rights that go beyond the very definition of freedom."
"No, Your Highness, this freedom may refer to our spiritual bodies and the power that binds us."
Ming pointed at the phantom snake coiled around him.
The snake was wagging its tail in a fancy way, letting the best light in the room shine on itself, revealing its beautiful colorful scales for the girl next to it.
The brown wolf used its huge body to block the snake, pushing it aside.
Ming avoided Bo Lan's gloomy gaze, moved closer to Qianzhi with her dazzlingly beautiful face, and winked at her.
"Also, I want to congratulate Qianqian on her new improvement in mental strength."
He could feel the changes in Qianzhi's mental power.
I couldn't smell her scent for the first time in a long time. The glands on the back of my neck were already throbbing with sensitivity and excitement, causing them to ache.
Even the skin was cheering, hoping that the girl's fingers or those soft vines would cover it.
It would be best if she wrapped him tightly enough, leaving indelible marks, but also tight enough to make him feel pain, suffocate him, and let him know forever that she is the meaning of his existence.
Bang.
It was the sound of Bo Lan's fingers pinching off the leg of the enamel cabinet next to him.
Bo Lan was too familiar with Ming's eyes.
That was the look he had once given Qianzhi.
Dangerously passionate, paranoid and morbid.
There is also the madness of burying desire deep in the bones, but still wanting it to burst out from the cracks between the bones.
Qianzhi couldn't see the meaning of the expression in Ming's eyes, but the strong aroma of alcohol was already emanating from his body.
"When I came out from under the ancient tree, I did feel that my mental strength had improved, but I don't know how much it has improved." She twisted her fingers.
“Close your eyes and imagine that your vines can extend far and wide along with your thoughts.”
Ming's voice was low and magnetic, and he watched the girl close her eyes as he bewitched her.
Her eyelashes trembled, and there was a small, pale red mole in the crease of her eyelid.
If there weren't lions and wolves watching closely, he might have already been bewitching her with pheromones and mental power while licking her with the sticky tip of his tongue.
Qianzhi closed his eyes and felt that his abundant mental power allowed his imagination to be pulled into a huge net.
Invisible threads of mental power emanated from her body and floated far away outside the palace.
She could vaguely "see" the shadows of the sentinels' spiritual bodies and the smell of their pheromones in her sea of consciousness.
It was as if he had turned into a giant whale in the sea, opening his huge mouth and pouring all the scattered delicious fish and shrimp into his stomach.
The fragrance of flowers in the house gradually became stronger.
The men's gazes at the girl with her eyes closed became more and more dangerous.
For the sentinels, those aromas were like the appetizers to a joyful and soothing feast.
Hunger and thirst rose from their lower abdomens, making them almost unable to sit still.
"Qianqian." The girl's scent was too strong.
Ming's voice when he called her had long since stripped away its false clarity, revealing the rough, hoarseness filled with restless desire.
But Qianzhi, with her eyes closed, did not respond to him. Instead, she swayed and fell into Ming's arms.
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