In the early morning, the peak of Taofeng Peak, the white palace, the luxurious dormitory, the large and comfortable palace bed.

Wen Ying woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw the night pearls that shimmered with a soft light high above, the stars in the lustful night sky. In a daze, Wen Ying reached out and touched her side, touched the left side, and then touched the right side. Nothing but the soft blanket was touched.

Empty? What about people?

After groping twice, Wen Ying was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses and realized what she was doing - she was looking for Grand Duke Ivan! The first thing she did when she woke up was to find Grand Duke Ivan. This was a completely subconscious move, before her consciousness was awake, her body actually consciously went to find that man! Since returning from the Walker Camp, Wen Ying has almost always woken up from Grand Duke Ivan's arms every morning. This seems to have become a habit.

Wen Ying was stunned for a moment, thinking of the beautiful spring dream last night, Wen Ying thought, how could she have a spring dream? Suddenly, Wen Ying felt a wave of shame - she realized that the spring dream was not a dream, it really happened. Since the Wooden Templar Hall, Wen Ying had already known that for the tens of thousands of Protoss people in the Wooden Templar Hall that day, once she had physical contact with them, she could get their new memories, including Grand Duke Ivan. Although Wen Ying fell into a deep sleep last night, when Grand Duke Ivan and Wen Ying were in love, the physical contact made the situation at that time naturally "copy" into Wen Ying's mind, so Wen Ying woke up and thought she had a spring dream.

Thinking about it, Wen Ying's mind came to mind when she was asleep, Grand Duke Ivan said affectionate and explicit love words, and Wen Ying blushed.

"Has the first dragon lord of the human race woken up?" Suddenly, Wen Ying heard a tsundere and sweet girl's voice. At the same time, the sound of brushing sounded, and the curtains of the ice crystal floor-to-ceiling windows on the east and west sides of the dormitory slowly opened, and the dormitory became bright.

Seeing the person standing in front of the bed, Wen Ying was so shocked that she suddenly jumped up, looking embarrassed.

"Wen Ying pays a visit to the old Earl of Esmeida." Wen Ying bent down and bowed, not daring to move. In Wen Ying's mind, the information related to the old Count Esmeida had already surfaced in Wen Ying's mind for a moment, like a movie.

The old count of Esmerda, the oldest old count of the Raphaelite clan to date, and one of the most powerful old counts. Among the Protoss, there are about 1,000 old earls who have existed for more than 10,000 years. Seven of them are the most frightening. In addition to the old Earl Russell of the Michael, the old Count Stephen of the Uriel tribe, the old Count Hukelly of the Gabriel tribe, the old Count Cameron of the Shahrir tribe, the old Count Mandela of the Lemuel tribe, and the old Count Dracula of the Midalen tribe, are the old Count Esmeida of the Raphael. These seven old earls are known as the strongest seven earls.

Unlike the weathered old Earl Hu Kaili, the old Count Esmeida in front of Wen Ying looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl of the human race--- and the old Count Esmeida had been using his divine power to maintain this appearance since he was three hundred years old. She is tall and tall, wearing a long silver dress with thin straps with a deep V-neckline, and her figure is graceful and seductive. On the beautiful face, the charming eyes that are brighter than sapphire, and the sexy big mouth, but they look so beautiful, and the old Count Esmeida's expression is innocent and charming, which makes her look charming.

The old Count Esmeida is famous in heaven, not only because of her immense powers, but also because of her love triangle with Emperor Lorenzo and Empress Sarah. It is said that Esmeida was Emperor Lorenzo's favorite lover back then, and on the wedding night of Emperor Lorenzo and Empress Sarah, Emperor Lorenzo was actually with Esmeida. This made Queen Sarah angry. Later, for some reason, Esmeida broke off her relationship with Emperor Lorenzo. In the midst of the holy war, the old Count Esmeida stood firmly on the side of King Leonardo and Marquis Eric, and posed a great threat to Emperor Lorenzo. At that time, a fierce battle was fought between the old Count Esmeida and Queen Sarah, and Esmeida inflicted so much damage on Queen Sarah, so that Queen Sarah was almost captured by King Leonardo.

"Get up." The old Earl of Esmerda said, his voice was a little crisp, a little glutinous, and very sweet: "Today, the dragon lord salutes Esmeida for the first time, and it will be the last. ”

Wen Ying suddenly felt a sense of weirdness, thinking of an old woman who had lived for more than 10,000 years, actually looked like a twenty-eight girl, and her voice was so sweet that it could be described as a slush.

"What do you mean, the first salute? And the last salute? Wen Ying wondered in her heart.

The old count of Esmeida stepped forward, stretched out his hand, lifted Wen Ying's chin, wiped it on Wen Ying's face, and said, "Don't call me old earl, just call me Esmeida." ”

Suddenly, a memory poured into Wen Ying's mind, and Wen Ying was stunned: What? Tie the knot?

"The dragon lord must have had a sweet dream last night." The old Count Esmeida said as he waved his hand in the air.

The heavy palace gate slowly opened.

With a joyful dragon roar, the little golden dragon flew in. The little golden dragon flew in front of Wen Ying and licked Wen Ying's face a few times.

Licked a few times by the soft tongue of the little golden dragon, Wen Ying seemed to come back to her senses a little.

"Stand aside." Wen Ying whispered. The little golden dragon snorted twice, spun in the air, landed, stood beside Wen Ying, gathered his wings, and looked docile. The little golden dragon had already sensed the strength of the old Count Esmeda, so he naturally did not dare to be presumptuous.

Dozens of Terran slaves, with light steps, walked in.

Wen Ying looked at the long column of Terran female slaves lined up in front of her, the row of Terran female slaves, each with their hands raised to their chests, and in each hand, there was a long white skirt, with different styles and exquisite luxury.

Wen Ying looked at the long skirts--- white, as white as snow. White, only the gods can wear it every day, and other races, only in one case, can wear white clothes--- when getting married, then, are these white long dresses, are they all wedding dresses prepared for her?

"The ceremony of the crown of Grand Duke Ivan must be about to begin soon." Old Earl Esmeida said.

"What? The ceremony of being crowned? Wen Ying hadn't recovered from the wedding information in the memory of the old Count Esmerda and the white wedding dress in front of her, but she was shocked again by the words of the old Count Esmerda.

"From this day forward, the king of the Raphaelites is no longer Emperor Eric, but Grand Duke Ivan." Old Earl Esmeida said.

"No, you can't!" Wen Ying exclaimed.

Of course not! Sixteen years later, Grand Duke Ivan was reduced to a slave, how to become the king of the Raphaelites? Having witnessed the prophecy of the three-star castle, Wen Ying already knew that sixteen years later, the Raphaels would face a cruel fate of escape, and the Midalon would regain their grip on the Heavenly Kingdom. At that time, the Raphaels must have been attacked by the Midaluns, and perhaps the Uriel and Gabriel tribes, and their situation must have been very difficult, and the king of the Raphaels at that time must have been the first to be hunted down. And Ivan, who had been reduced to a slave at that time, could not protect himself--- in other words, the status of the king of the Raphael clan would only bring great danger to Ivan Archduke sixteen years later.

"Oh? No? Why not? Old Count Esmeida said, his voice arrogant and sweet.

Wen Ying was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"The Dragon Lord's idea is really unexpected." The old Count Esmeida smiled coquettishly: "Why, Archduke Ivan has become the king of the Raphael clan, isn't the dragon lord happy?" ”

Wen Ying's expression was a little unnatural, and she said hesitantly: "The king of the Raphael clan, isn't it going to be left to the little prince in the future?" ”

(PS: This chapter was completed in Shanghai on September 8, hahaha, it's really gratifying.) Today's training is rewarding, and learning is the truth)