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When she closed her eyes, preparing for the vow kiss, her heartbeat was about to beat uncontrollably.
She woke up suddenly from the bed.
"...?"
On this night bathed in the moonlight of midsummer July, in a spacious and luxuriously furnished room on the highest floor of the seaside villa mansion, Hyperion stood up and could see the starry sky and the bay outside the window.
Although it was dark, the bedroom looked peaceful and cozy due to the moonlight and a warm table lamp.
A small sound broke the silence - the sound of the pages of a book sitting next to the tall wooden table being gently turned.
Hyperion stared blankly at the figure sitting on a chair not far away in the room.
He was wearing a gray suit, as deep as the night sky, showing his composure and elegance.
In this faint light, his figure appears more upright, and his eyes are deep and contain the wisdom and vicissitudes of the years.
It was indeed a dream. How could Lan Qi put on a white tuxedo to marry her? He would always wear dark suits, like a principal.
Hyperion thought with relief, exhaling the breath that was held in her chest.
Upon discovering that Hyperion was awake, Lan Qi quickly looked at her.
"what happened?"
Lan Qi looked at her and asked softly with the same gentleness and concern as usual.
"nothing!"
Hyperion recalled the remaining memories from her dream, and suddenly felt the blood rush to her cheeks, her eyes widened and she waved her hands.
Although I haven't seen Lan Qi for a long time, now that I finally meet him again and am alone here, I should have a lot to say.
But recalling what happened in the palace this morning, the response she shouted, and her dream just now, she felt that she didn't know how to communicate with Lan Qi.
It was obvious that the two of them could talk easily and naturally every day, but now it felt like I couldn't be alone with him.
"You, didn't you see my dream just now?"
Hyperion adjusted her mentality for a while, calmed down her rapid breathing and heaving chest, and finally looked at him again and asked tentatively.
"I have brought you out of the falling barrier of Gentleness for a long time, but seeing that you don't seem to be resting very well these days, I didn't wake you up."
Lan Qi put down the spine of the book he was holding with one hand, walked to the chair next to Hyperion's bed, sat down, and said to her.
He had already dealt with the accident that happened this morning with Qiao Qiao. After everything came to an end for the time being, he took Hyperion back to the mansion across the bay, and Qiao Qiao personally helped him send the princess over, and Ask him to take good care of the princess.
If it is not an emergency, Lan Qi will not interfere with other people's dreams.
Last time on the fourth floor of the prison, if Hyperion had not been woken up, she would have been trapped in a dream until her soul melted. This time, Kaliela has stopped losing magic, and it is no longer harmful to Hyperion.
He simply let Hyperion have a good sleep and guarded her in the room.
"By the way, what did you dream about?"
Lan Qi asked curiously.
It stands to reason that Hyperion's dream this time should be the same as the last time.
But judging from her reaction just now, it seemed like there was something she didn't want him to see.
"Woo!"
Hyperion looked at Lan Qi's face at close range, and her eyes couldn't help but focus on his lips. Her cheeks suddenly turned red again, and she picked up the quilt to cover her face, hiding from Lan Qi like an ostrich.
Chapter 589 Lan Qi’s holiday has begun
On this midsummer night, the moonlight was shining, gently caressing the mansion located by the bay.
Beside the bed in the bedroom on the top floor of the mansion, the warm yellow light intertwined with the silver gauze of moonlight, illuminating the only two figures.
"Huberlian..."
Lan Qi, who was sitting on the chair next to the bed, had a trace of concern in his eyes.
"Don't say anything now, please!"
Hyperion's voice trembled, and her tone no longer sounded like her.
"..."
Lan Qi seemed really worried.
The other things he wanted to say to Hyperion were temporarily insignificant compared to Hyperion.
He was worried that Hyperion might have been injured after staying in Lord Fallen's magic barrier for a long time. If necessary, he would call a doctor immediately.
But he couldn't see Hyperion's face.
She hid, hiding behind the quilt.
"I'm fine..."
Hyperion's voice was weak and vague, and she shrank herself in the quilt again, trying to find a sense of comfort.
She finally seemed to have calmed down and responded to Lan Qi.
On a midsummer night, the sea breeze blows gently, bringing the sound of the tide and a subtle coolness.
It was already dark outside, but the moonlight filtering in from the window seemed to make the entire space more enchanting.
"If you still think dreams are better, just sleep a little longer. I will stay by your side."
Lan Qi observed Hyperian for a while, making sure that she was really fine, and said with relief.
His voice was like a lullaby, gently surrounding every corner of the room.
"...Ranchi."
Hyperion was silent for a brief moment and read his name.
"Ok?"
After hearing this, Lan Qi looked at Hyperion again.
"Were you always by my side when I was sleeping?"
Her mind seemed to be wandering in the tranquility and sea breeze of this summer night, and she came out of her dream.
"Yes, Lord Fallen said that this magic will be harmless to you after it ends. However, the opportunity to have a beautiful dream is rare. Since you have been hit, you might as well finish the dream. Sometimes her talent is not only to use magic on the enemy, but also to heal the mental damage of the friendly side."
Lan Qi nodded and explained to Hyperion.
It is said that in the Demon King's City, Naikalis wants to ask the Fallen Lord for psychological diagnosis and treatment, but it is not possible to get it at a price. Often only the demons who have a good relationship with her can be healed by her [Falling Gentle Land].
But he had never seen Hyperion sleeping like this, so he was still a little worried, so he sat on one side of the room and watched over her.
"Thank you for protecting me like this every time. I have no other way to thank you except becoming a duchess and realizing your retirement dream."
Hyperion thought for a while, finally put down the quilt, revealed her face, and said to Lan Qi.
Now her cheeks may be a little red due to lack of oxygen, at least that's what she thought.
Lan Qi was in a daze, as if Hyperion suddenly said this, making him feel a little embarrassed.
"Haha, Duchess, you are a princess."
Lan Qi smiled again and praised.
Even Lord Fallen recognizes Hyperion. Now Kaliela will no longer hold the emperor to order the princes, but will assist Hyperion wholeheartedly. This is a genuine ninth level that neither of them can meet in this world. Such a powerful demon.
This shadow world is now completely getting better.
When I return to the Paulante Empire, I feel completely refreshed.
Cat bosses all say, Vlanchi 50, let it be played on the account.
"Can you let Lan Fu be the princess? I will go back to the Polant Empire with you and become an ordinary woman..."
Hyperion's voice became increasingly quiet.
She was shocked when she heard the Ice Witch teacher say that she was the last descendant of the demon clan in the Northern Continent. Now she never expected that in this shadow world of tens of thousands of years ago, she would actually be recognized by the demon clan. princess.
The recognition of this ninth-level demon was too valuable for her to accept.
"To be honest, not everyone can be a princess. Think about our old friend, do you think Kaliera can recognize her?"
Lan Qi couldn't help laughing as he spoke by the bedside, and raised his hand to cover his mouth.
"Don't talk about my aunt like that..."
Hyperion said a little unhappy, but there was no reprimand in her voice, as if she was reluctant to blame Lan Qi.
In fact, she also knew that even if Lan Qi said this in front of Talia, Talia would not really do anything to Lan Qi. At most, she would give him some punishment and education.
As long as Lan Fu doesn't cause trouble and Lan Qi doesn't drink, there will basically be no accidents.
But Hyperion is very worried that Lan Qi, who is becoming more and more unruly, will one day play with himself again.
"..."
After Hyperion's order, Lan Qi seemed speechless.
"Forget it, just say whatever you want."
Hyperion looked at Lan Qi's aggrieved look and said softly.
"Huberlian, you are the best."
Lan Qi praised her and gave her a thumbs up.
"Don't say such things..."
Hyperion looked at Lanqi helplessly and said.
They both laughed and started chatting as usual.
The sound of the waves outside the window now sounded like their whispers, rising and falling with the fluctuations of emotion from time to time.
They sat on the bed and beside the bed, looking at each other, as if they were discussing interesting topics that they never tire of talking about every day, and the awkward atmosphere had completely disappeared.
In the bedroom, a warm desk lamp exudes a soft light, and the curtains sway gently, accompanied by the rhythm of the sea breeze. Here, time seems to slow down, allowing them to forget the hustle and bustle of the world, leaving only inner peace and tranquility. Deeply relaxed.
The bookshelf in the corner is filled with all kinds of devilish books that have been washed away by time and have slightly warped edges.