Chapter 258: Her Royal Highness the Sea Princess is a Heartthrob (43)
The results of the negotiations were announced.
No one expected that the arrogant upper circle would eventually choose to compromise and accept a world ruled by the imperial family.
What is even more surprising is that.
Lemuria and Atlantis, which had previously maintained a firm attitude, had a 180-degree change in attitude when they came out after having a one-on-one conversation with the leader of the imperial clan.
what happened?
This is also what everyone is curious to know.
"So, the Sea Pearl and the Divine Tree are actually relics of the Imperial Clan? And tracing back our bloodline, we are all...branches of the Imperial Clan?"
The people of Lemuria and Atlantis came together.
Qiao Xi sat next to Qiao Leier, while Angelo, Horn and the elder from Lemuria sat together.
I heard the elders say this.
An Qiluo also widened his eyes in surprise. The world plot given to him by the system did not mention these things. This was too complicated.
"Yes, that is indeed the case."
The elders of Lemuria were also quite troubled, as they originally thought that the imperial family were outsiders.
But I didn't expect that they were the real natives.
The upper circle are the mixed-race people with impure blood, but after thousands of years, these people have long forgotten their roots and claim to have noble blood.
In the hands of the one in power in the imperial family.
There is a killing weapon that can determine their life or death with a single thought.
Since they came here to start negotiations, the other party has never given them the option to refuse, and those who disobey will only end up dead.
Obedient.
It means coexisting with each other, but they must abide by the rules that will be formulated and announced soon.
The imperial family wants to create a peaceful world.
Abolish slavery and create a world where everyone is equal. This idea seems too ridiculous in today's world.
No one took it seriously.
The upper nobles were even more resentful about this, but due to intimidation, no one dared to raise any objections.
The kings naturally knew the news.
When they were talking, they only agreed to the conditions of the imperial family after contacting the king and getting his consent.
At this stage.
The other party did not do anything excessive, so their lives can continue as usual, but they will need to abide by the rules later.
It's a done deal.
There was no point in worrying, so they just let go of their thoughts and enjoyed the party.
Perhaps he noticed that Qiao Xi was absent-minded.
Qiao Laier also broke the silence at this time: "Wang Mei, do you want to go dancing?"
I have to say.
His question did indeed break the strange silence, but at the same time, it also brought him two other unfriendly glances.
Angelo originally sat on the Lemurian side.
Hearing what Joel said.
He simply moved over, hooked Qiao Xi's arm, pulled the girl towards him, and met Qiao Lei'er's cold gaze with a forced smile.
"Hey, Brother Wang, you're being so formal. It should be me who invites Xixi to dance."
Qiao Leier lowered his eyes slightly and said indifferently.
"I don't remember the royal family of Atlantis having a brother like you."
Horn, with his arms crossed, sneered and finished off the enemy.
"I'm sorry, my brother always likes to be impressed by himself. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
An Qiluo pretended to be regretful and sighed.
He held Qiao Xi's hand but showed no intention of letting go.
"Alas, I don't know who called me 'Brother-sama' every day before. Now it's really rude. Looks like I need to teach you the etiquette of aristocrats again."
"That's what I wish for."
Horn's eyes were instantly filled with fighting spirit, and his eyes were bright and he showed no reservations.
Qiao Xi: “…”
This subtle atmosphere is back again.
From time to time, Qiao Xi met several gazes directed at her, but she didn't want to respond to any of them.
She slowly withdrew her hand.
Pushing away Anqiluo who was clinging to her, it was no surprise that she received a look of aggrieved and resentful gaze from him.
"You guys chat, I'm going to the bathroom."
Qiao Xi said this and left in her high heels without even looking back.
The girl's back walked away.
Angelo, who had just been looking aggrieved, instantly restrained all his expressions. The crazy emotions in his eyes were stirring again, and he grinned.
"Horn, if you want to die, just say so. And brother-in-law, you can rest assured and leave Xixi to me."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Leier turned to look at Angelo.
He gently put down the wine glass in his hand, pursed his thin lips and spoke calmly.
"Even if my father decides on a marriage, she won't go to Lemuria."
In other words.
Qiao Xi is still Qiao Xi. Even if she wants to get married, she will continue to stay in Atlantis and be her Royal Highness the Princess.
"Really? I think the marriage should be more thorough."
…
Several people over there were fighting secretly.
Qiao Xi here went straight to the bathroom, just after the results were announced and she left the banquet.
She felt it.
She was being secretly watched by a member of the Imperial Clan, and the aura was that of the same person who had delivered the letter to her last time and invited her to the Imperial Heart.
The other party may be looking for an opportunity to get closer.
She thought it was about time, so she made an excuse to go to the bathroom to avoid crowded places.
Step on a long, fine-pile rug.
Walking deeper into the corridor, gradually moving away from the noisy and bustling banquet hall, her thoughts were gradually pushed away by the cold moonlight.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
The bright silver-white full moon hung in the dark night sky, dotted with dazzling stars, and wrapped the sea of blue roses in the garden after the banquet with a mysterious and fairy-like veil.
The flower language of blue roses - miracle.
And meeting again across time and space is also a miracle.
"Miss, your Majesty invites you."
The member of the imperial clan who had been observing secretly actually showed up and bowed respectfully.
"Lead the way."
Qiao Xi withdrew his gaze from the window, and the member of the imperial clan who heard this also led the way.
Turn a few corners.
He took out a card and waved it towards the stairwell, and in the next second, the stairs that had been normal in front of him suddenly twisted, as if all disguises had been removed.
Brand new steps appeared before my eyes one by one.
Suspended in mid-air, not knowing where it leads.
"Your Majesty is waiting for you upstairs." The imperial waiter took back the card.
After Qiao Xi stepped onto the stairs and walked up, the stairwell returned to its original state, as if the scene just now had never happened.
And Qiao Xi still stepped onto the stairs.
It was like entering a separate world, and every time she climbed a step, something new would emerge.
When I looked behind me again.
In the pitch-black world, there was only the white stairs she walked on.
The stairs are suspended in the void, and at the end is a lonely and ancient room door.
Come to the door and knock gently.
And from behind the door came a deep, charming, drunken voice, "Come in."
Qiao Xi pushed the door open and walked in.
The furnishings behind the door were as simple as she had imagined, and it was like two separate worlds from the lively and luxurious banquet. Here, it was quiet and peaceful.
Warm orange light.
It illuminates this small world, with the faint fragrance of wood in the air, elegant bookcases and desks, and a neat and clean bed on the other side.
It occupies this small space.
There is nothing else besides this.
The man sat behind the desk. The oil lamp lit on the desk had a medieval retro romance and was filled with a faint smell of kerosene.
And this hazy halo.
It also makes Jue's calm and stern face look particularly gentle. His eyes are so quiet that it seems that they cannot be disturbed by any waves. The traces of time and the depth left by the passage of time have already penetrated into his bones.
He still looks the same as when I first met him.
But now, the pair of heterochromatic eyes staring at Qiao Xi were filled with too much depth and emotions that she could not understand.
The silence had been brewing for half a century.
In the end, Jue's lips curled slightly, and a faint smile appeared in the man's eyes. He closed the heavy book in his hand and spoke.
"Long time no see, Qiao Xi."
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