Chapter 210

Lin Qingyue's thoughts surged, and she was about to speak, but suddenly discovered that the face of the man in front of her had suddenly turned into Dongfang Qi's appearance.

But when she looked closely again, the star-like eyes and sword-like eyebrows were clearly A Zhuo's.

"Who, are you?" she opened her mouth in a daze, unable to tell who the person in front of her was for a moment.

"I am..." Dongfang Qi hesitated for a moment and said, "I am A Zhuo, Your Majesty."

He still remembered that in the last dream, Lin Qingyue kept calling him A Zhuo.

He told her: "I am Dongfang Qi, why do you call me A Zhuo?"

But she was angry because of this, and she said angrily: "You are my A Zhuo! If you don't want to be A Zhuo, I don't want you."

So since that day, he hadn't dreamed of her for a long time.

At this moment, perhaps because of the effect of the Dream Soul glimmer, he clearly knew that he was in a dream.

Since it was just a dream, even if he knew he wasn't A Zhuo, what did it matter?

As long as he coaxed her to be happy, as long as this dream could last a little longer, he was willing to be her A Zhuo.

Sure enough, after Dongfang Qi responded like that, the confusion on her face disappeared, her eyes were filled with tears, and she carefully held his face, examining it in detail, as if she could never see enough.

"A Zhuo, I'm sorry." She hugged him, hugging him tightly, as if hugging a treasure she had lost and regained.

Sadness and heartache flooded Dongfang Qi's heart; his lips trembled slightly, and he said in her ear: "My Majesty, you don't need to say sorry to me, never."

Hearing this, Lin Qingyue only felt more and more guilty in her heart.

In the ten years she spent with him, at first she regarded him as a substitute for her master, and later, even if she had moved her heart, knowing that it was difficult for her to have a good end, she did not dare to rely on him completely, always building a wall of distance in front of him.

Finally, to force him to leave, she even said those heartless words.

She loved him deeply, and also hurt him deeply.

But him...

The last memory of her previous life stopped in the sky full of fire, and he rushed toward her through the fire wall like a madman.

The raging fire burned his skin and flesh, and the thick smoke made his voice hoarse, but that fool still tried hard to coax her.

He said: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid; even if it is the Wujian Hell, I will break through it with you."

The regrets of the previous life could no longer be made up for, and at this moment she clearly knew that everything in front of her was just a beautiful dream woven for her by the Dream Soul glimmer.

Since that is the case, then let yourself sink!

She suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her head, and kissed him deeply.

The regrets of the previous life and the heart-piercing longing of this life all turned into a lingering kiss at this moment.

Dongfang Qi was suddenly kissed and was stunned for a moment, but suddenly reacted; the "Your Majesty" in the dream was so unconstrained.

And so, he also threw away the shackles of reality and etiquette, and kissed back regardless of everything.

Between their lips and teeth, whose tears slipped silently?

The tears moistened in the mouth, bitter and astringent.

Dongfang Qi was stunned for a moment, pressed against Lin Qingyue's forehead, and asked softly: "Why are you crying?"

"Because... I am too happy." She smiled hard, trying hard not to let the tears fall, so as not to make him worry.

"A Zhuo... A Zhuo..."

The night was rich in Yin energy, and Lao Gui could float around outside at will even without Lin Qingyue's protection.

At this moment, he floated to the roof of the inn, looking at the stars in the sky, worrying about the hardships of the people.

Suddenly, he sensed something and looked strangely at the guest room below.

"Both Dream Soul glimmers were used? Hehe, they really like this gift of mine."

"Oh no, that's not right; how could their dreams be entangled together and become one dream?"

Although Lao Gui, who was in reality, could not see the details in the dream, he could sense some changes.

His Dream Soul glimmer was a skill he slowly practiced during his years in the Nightmare Town. It didn't have much use, just pulling people into dreams.

The difference was between nightmares and beautiful dreams.

What he gave Lin Qingyue and Dongfang Qi was naturally a beautiful dream.

The Dream Soul glimmer could peek into the deepest memories in a person's heart, and then weave a beautiful dream to satisfy desires.

If the two dreams were too close, and the masters of the dreams were of one mind, the dreams would merge into one. The more sincere and affectionate, the higher the degree of reality.

"Oh, so they are actually a pair of lovers, quite a match."

Lao Gui murmured, and began to feel melancholy again, "My county's people, when will they wake up? Sigh, it worries me to death!"

The night breeze wrapped in the clear light of the moonlight gently lifted the mist of the dream and blew open the crimson bed curtains.

Two embracing figures were whispering and rubbing against each other through the light gauze and mist.

Until the moonlight quietly faded and the morning sun sneaked in.

Lin Qingyue sensed something, and reluctantly held his cheeks, kissing them over and over again.

But the warmth in her arms gradually dissipated, A Zhuo turned into flowing light in the sky and fell rustlingly, and everything in the dream was rapidly annihilated in front of her eyes.

"A Zhuo, don't go!"

She opened her eyes suddenly, and the morning sun spilled into the room from the window lattice. Her fingertips seemed to still retain the temperature on his cheeks, but she could no longer touch the person in the dream.

The Cloud Palace, and him, were all... gone.

Dongfang Qi in the next room opened his eyes almost at the same time as her.

His fingertips subconsciously touched his cheeks; the slight coolness from her last touch was clearly still there, but it was like a snowflake melting on his skin, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

He had had such dreams several times before.

But the previous dreams were always separated by a layer of thin mist, and became ethereal and traceless after waking up.

But last night's dream was scorching clear.

The slight frown of her eyebrows, the slight trembling of the corners of her mouth, the bitter taste of tears rolling over her cheeks, the entanglement of breathing when their skin touched, were all so real as if he had experienced them personally.

Lin Qingyue packed up her emotions and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Breakfast was served very quickly; perhaps the inn's chef's brain had not been polluted yet.

Lin Qingyue finished breakfast, and Dongfang Qi still hadn't appeared.

Lin Qingyue couldn't help but feel a little suspicious: "He is usually a diligent person; when he was in the Qi Kingdom, he got up early to attend the morning court. Why hasn't he gotten up even though the sun is high today? Could it be that everything in the dream was too beautiful, making him linger and forget to return?"

She waited for a while longer before seeing Dongfang Qi come downstairs.

He didn't wear a crown, his long hair was draped over his waist, carrying a bit of damp breath. On his cold white skin, there were still one or two water droplets remaining, sliding over his angular jaw, and rolling into the depths of his slightly open collar along his straight neck.

Lin Qingyue's mind couldn't help but recall the scene of the two kissing and entangling last night. She kissed his slightly protruding Adam's apple, calling out over and over again: "A Zhuo..."

But at this moment, the A Zhuo in the dream and the Dongfang Qi in front of her overlapped, actually making her panic, unable to distinguish between reality and dream for a moment.

It wasn't until the "creak" sound of the empty chair beside her being dragged that her thoughts were pulled back.

She withdrew her gaze and asked casually: "Why take a bath so early in the morning?"

Dongfang Qi blushed uncontrollably as soon as he saw Lin Qingyue—it was fortunate that she turned her head at this moment and didn't see his embarrassment.

How could a spring dream be without a trace?

So after waking up, Dongfang Qi soaked himself in cold water, and only came late after extinguishing the desires that shouldn't be there.

But the mood that had finally calmed down couldn't help but surge again when he saw Lin Qingyue.

Clearly claiming to be a gentleman, why were those beautiful and lewd things always lingering in his mind?

Dongfang Qi, oh Dongfang Qi, if she knew you had such a dream, she would definitely not ignore you again in the future!