In the sky, on the flying carpet, a rectangular black crystal table is filled with a dazzling array of fruits and wines. Grand Duke Ivan sat in a black high-backed chair.

In front of the crystal table, there was a snow-white bed. A woman was curled up on the bed. The woman seemed to be still asleep, her face flushed a little, and her breathing was steady. The woman wears a lilac dress with a small stand-up collar and long sleeves with a cinched waist. The neckline, cuffs, waist and hem of the long skirt are embellished with pearls and diamonds, which is noble and luxurious. This woman is none other than Wen Ying.

The little golden dragon was lying next to Wen Ying's head, and from time to time he stretched out his red and soft tongue and licked Wen Ying's cheek, as if he wanted to wake Wen Ying up. Seeing that Wen Ying didn't react, he flicked his tail dissatisfiedly.

"Grand Duke, Daphne Island is almost here." Butler Mubai stood behind Grand Duke Ivan and said respectfully.

Grand Duke Ivan was silent, he waved his hand and raised it, Wen Ying floated up from the bed, floated to Grand Duke Ivan, and was hugged by Grand Duke Ivan. One of his hands supported Wen Ying's head and back, and with the other hand, he caressed Wen Ying's cheek, lowered his head, and kissed Wen Ying's red lips lightly.

Wen Ying's black hair, a small strand of hair on the left and right temples, braided into a braid, and fixed it with a beautiful dark purple rose hair ornament at the back of her head, so that her loose black hair would not be messy. Under such a dress, Wen Ying looks a little beautiful.

Wen Ying has good facial features, compared with the women of the Protoss, Wen Ying is naturally not beautiful, but she has her own charm, which makes people look natural and comfortable. If women are like flowers, Wen Ying is like those nameless flowers on the Plesy Prairie, although they are not eye-catching at all, once you appreciate them, you will find that these small flowers have their own unique beauty.

Grand Duke Ivan was a little annoyed. After casting the Loyal Slave Spell yesterday, Wen Ying woke up and stopped taking the initiative to talk to him, and didn't even want to look at him more. During dinner, Wen Ying drank a lot of alcohol, and she was so drunk that she was still asleep. Before setting off to reach Phni Island, dressing up was done while she was asleep.

Grand Duke Ivan really wanted to pinch Wen Ying's neck and wake her up, but when he saw Wen Ying's little face, his heart softened again.

The woman in her arms moved, and finally opened her eyes. A pair of dark eyes, with a hazy sleepiness and not being awake.

"Awake?" Grand Duke Ivan's tone was cold.

Wen Ying glanced at the black blindfold in front of her, as well as the cold and handsome face of Grand Duke Ivan, she lowered her head and remained silent.

Grand Duke Ivan raised Wen Ying's chin helplessly, "The next time you dare to be so deliberately drunk, I will definitely punish you well." He lowered his head again and kissed Wen Ying's lips fiercely, domineering and gentle. He continued, "Why, still not talking? Are you trying to provoke me to anger? ”

"I'm thirsty and want to drink water." Wen Ying moved and said in a low voice.

Wen Ying opened her mouth to speak, which meant submission, and the corner of Grand Duke Ivan's mouth raised a smile......

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Daphne Island, Stonehenge, a huge platform, Queen Catherine of the Flower Spirits flapped her silver transparent wings and flew in mid-air.

"Catherine is here to greet the Grand Duke and the Holy Messenger of Alice." Her voice was coquettish and tactful: "It's a coincidence that the three Grand Dukes arrived at the same time." ”

The flying carpet on which Grand Duke Ivan and Wen Ying rode arrived at about the same time as the flying carpet on which Grand Duke Litus, Grand Duke Quirrell, and Alice were riding.

met head-on, and the two people stood and looked at each other.

Grand Duke Quirrell was dressed in a white robe, his long black hair was flying wantonly with the sea breeze, his silver pupils were like two silver flames jumping, a pair of thin lips, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his face seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and he was charming.

Seeing the snow-white bed on the flying carpet and looking at Wen Ying, Grand Duke Quirrell chuckled lowly, his voice was as soft as silk: "Ivan loves Wen Ying so much, he doesn't even love the journey." ”

"Hmph." Grand Duke Ivan snorted coldly, and he grabbed Wen Ying's waist, "What do you have to do with it?" ”

Grand Duke Ivan sensed Wen Ying, according to the previous situation, hearing such ** words, Wen Ying's little face was already shy and red. But now, the divine sense sensed Wen Ying's expression and demeanor, and the jealousy and anger in Grand Duke Ivan's heart rushed from the bottom of his heart like a burning flame.

At this moment, Wen Ying didn't hear the words of Grand Duke Quirrell and Grand Duke Ivan at all. Wen Ying's dark eyes stared at the person in front of her tightly, as if she was staring at a treasure that she had loved for a long time.

At this moment, Wen Ying has only one person in her eyes and only one person in her heart, and that is the Grand Duke of Littles who is in front of her. Wen Ying's eyes were tender like water, as if she had a thousand words, and her expression was uneasy and confused.

Wen Ying's heart was beating faster and faster. Her gaze, from the fiery red hair of Archduke Litus, inch by inch, to the hem of Archduke Littles' royal blue robe, moved up inch by inch, and finally stayed on Archduke Littles' face.

Seeing the man in front of her, Wen Ying was still moved. Looking at the royal blue robe worn by Grand Duke Litus, Wen Ying was delighted--- this royal blue robe was the robe that Wen Ying specially gave to Grand Duke Litus in Youle Zhou. But looking at the haggard and emaciated face of Grand Duke Littles, Wen Ying's heart hurt again.

Archduke Litas stood as silent as a stone statue, his robes swaying in the sea breeze. His expression was calm, his lips were tightly pursed, but his deep brown eyes were burning with blazing flames, and in the flames, there was Wen Ying's appearance.

Grand Duke Litus and Wen Ying looked at each other stupidly, only seeing each other in their eyes, and no one else.

This platform was specially designed to welcome the Grand Duke of the Protoss Council and the kings of the various clans of the Protoss, and at this moment, except for the whirring sound of the sea breeze, no one spoke on the huge platform. The people around Wen Ying and Litus could smell a wave of affection flowing in the air.

Grand Duke Ivan's expression was cold, his thin lips were raised, and his smile was also cold. The fire of jealousy in his heart had burned brightly--- everything he had done in the past few days had become insignificant and vulnerable. As soon as Grand Duke Litus appeared, Wen Ying couldn't see the existence of his Ivan at all.

Since the farewell of the small green island in the light and dark ocean, the two have not seen each other for many days. Wen Ying had a thousand words in her heart, but when the words came to her mouth, there was only one sentence: "Can you forgive me?" Wen Ying's voice broke the silence of the platform.

"I never blame you, I'm just too jealous." An imperceptible wry smile flashed at the corner of Archduke Little's mouth, and his voice was low and gentle. After the little green island was goodbye, after Grand Duke Litus was furious, all that was left was endless thoughts about Wen Ying. Whenever he heard rumors about how Grand Duke Ivan doted on Wen Ying, he was crazy with jealousy.

Archduke Little's words made Wen Ying's eyes glow and she was ecstatic.

"You really don't blame me?" Wen Ying's voice was even a little trembling, and she looked hopeful.

Between the words, Grand Duke Litus had already strode in front of Wen Ying, his brown eyes were shining brightly, his expression was firm, and his tone was eager: "Wen Ying, Emperor Eric said---" Grand Duke Litus was only halfway through his words, and the person was already angry, "Ivan-you--"

It turned out that the runes on the fingertips of Grand Duke Ivan flowed, and he pinched Wen Ying's neck fiercely, and in an instant, Wen Ying fainted.

Before coming to Daphne Island, Grand Duke Litus had made up his mind that no matter what, he wanted to take Wen Ying back from Grand Duke Ivan. On that day in the Imperial Study of the Palace of Dreams, Emperor Eric promised Archduke Litus: "If one day, Wen Ying speaks to me personally, I will give her to you." ”

And now, Grand Duke Ivan has used this method to prevent Litus from announcing the will of Emperor Wenying Eric.

The look on Archduke Little's face was one of terrible calm, it was the calm before the storm. His brown eyes shone brightly, but they sank to the bottom of his eyes in an instant. His ten fingers had been clenched into fists, but the original wheat-colored skin had turned silver, and silver runes flowed on his skin.

"Why? Why? My heart stopped beating, I couldn't even feel my body, and I felt so uncomfortable? Looking at the scene in front of her, Alice, who was standing opposite Wen Ying, looked cold, but her heart was extremely bitter. In the "mind" of her existence, there seems to be a worm that is gnawing at her heart and making her feel extremely painful. The man she dreamed of was only Wen Ying in her eyes.

Archduke Quirrell smiled, and he saw the change in Archduke Litus's hands, which were exposed outside the cuffs of the royal blue robe, and one of the hands of Archduke Ivan, which also turned silver.