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His voice suddenly turned cold, like the polar wind.

"You dare to act rashly without fully understanding the nature of this world, even if that person really comes~"

Zhou Yuan's lips curled up dangerously, and his eyes flashed with a chilling light.

"Have you ever thought that He will end up with nothing but hatred?"

As he spoke, he calmly took out the silver key from deep within his collar.

The ancient metal glowed mysteriously in the dim light, and the complex patterns seemed to be flowing slowly.

"Even that existence requires the active consent of the people of this world before it can enter."

He jiggled the key gently, his voice low and dangerous.

"You so-called alien gods, what makes you think you can be an exception?"

Rasputin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his originally clear white eyes were now bloodshot.

His eyes were fixed on the silver spoon, first a flash of disbelief and shock, then turning into morbid fanaticism.

"This... this is the ultimate silver key of 'All Things Become One'! Impossible!"

His voice was distorted by excitement, and his cracked lips trembled.

"Legend has it that this key was only given to one being..."

Suddenly, his words stopped abruptly.

As if struck by lightning, his entire face lost all color in an instant.

Some kind of terrifying realization exploded in his mind, causing this usually reserved man to completely lose his composure.

With a "thump", Rasputin broke a chain and held the railing tightly with his hands full of blue veins.

He struggled to kneel on the ground, the chains scraping against the stone wall with a harsh sound, and he was unaware that his wrists were bleeding.

"Please let me serve you!"

His voice was distorted by his enthusiasm, and his forehead slammed heavily on the cold ground.

"I am willing to reveal all the information about the alien apostles. I only ask that you grant me a chance to meet him!"

This man who was once as cunning as a fox was now crawling on the ground like a fanatic, staring at Zhou Yuan with his bloodshot eyes, a creepy piety burning in his eyes.

Zhou Yuan frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He keenly sensed that the priest seemed to know some secrets beyond his expectations.

"you..."

He slowly squatted down, turning the silver spoon lightly between his fingertips.

"Do you know the story behind this key?"

Rasputin's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his fingers scratched the ground convulsively, leaving streaks of blood on the stone slabs.

His expression was so distorted that it was chilling, like a pilgrim seeing a miracle or a prisoner looking at the gallows.

.................................................. .........

In the end, apart from the limited information about the alien god's apostles, Zhou Yuan did not get the answer he wanted most.

No, it was not so much that Rasputin was unwilling to reveal it, but rather that whenever the topic touched upon the core, the priest would suddenly fall into a strange state of amnesia, as if some invisible force was deliberately obstructing him.

"This cover-up is too deliberate, Yogurt-chan~"

After blurting out this affectionate name, Zhou Yuan himself was stunned——

Why does this name come so naturally?

Something seems to be trembling gently deep in my memory, but it is as difficult to grasp as quicksand.

After temporarily placing the insane priest under house arrest, Zhou Yuan followed Morgan back to the palace.

......

The moonlight shines through the gauze curtains, casting mottled shadows in the bedroom.

When he saw Her Majesty the Queen changing into a light black gauze nightgown, he suddenly realized something.

"Wait, are we sleeping together?!"

He looked at the woman with silver hair like a waterfall in front of him——

The black gauze pajamas outlined her vague curves, and the moonlight flowed on her snow-white skin, like a classic oil painting that came to life.

Morgan's emerald eyes flickered in the night, with a look of anger yet determination.

"We've already made a marriage contract. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Her voice was soft but unquestionable. Her fingertips gently stroked Zhou Yuan's collar, and the cold temperature concealed a thousand years of desire.

"A Thousand Years of Waiting..."

The black gauze skirt swayed gently as she approached, outlining a graceful silhouette in the moonlight.

Her sigh was almost inaudible:

"Even I'm almost at my limit..."

The last sentence melted away in the gradually approaching distance between the two people, turning into an invitation that had been waited for too long.

Chapter 4 Remlia: You mean, I got a wife just by being away for a few days?!

"Hey~ Isn't this our noble Queen?"

Melyuchina was leaning against the door frame, her long silver hair glistening like pearls in the moonlight.

Her golden pupils narrowed slightly, and a mischievous arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"You personally called me here this time, so you can't blame me~"

Although he claimed to want to release a thousand-year-old desire, Morgan was ultimately an inexperienced rookie.

The aggressive opening soon turned into a powerless ending, and it didn't take long before they were defeated.

Finally, in order not to disappoint Zhou Yuan too much——

Or in order to save his own life——

Morgan had to blush and call Melyusina...

"But~"

The dragon fairy lazily curled a strand of silver hair and glanced towards the door with a meaningful look.

"Why didn't your Majesty call Bawanshi as well? If that child knew we were carrying her... I'm afraid she would make a scene~"

"Bawanshiya...?!!"

Morgan suddenly pushed herself up, her black gauze dress slipping from her shoulders, and her emerald eyes widened.

She looked at Zhou Yuan in disbelief, her cheeks flushed instantly.

"Rather..."

Melyuchina's long silver hair swayed gently as she tilted her head, and a cunning arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Now the Queen is the last one to arrive~"

There was a mischievous glint in her golden pupils, and she deliberately drew out her words:

"You don't know yet, do you? Yuan has two engagements out there~"

"Ahem—!"

Zhou Yuan suddenly started coughing violently, and a hint of panic flashed in his violet eyes.

He pretended to be calm, straightened his collar, and tried to change the subject:

"Um...should we continue?"

Morgan's expression froze instantly, and his face, which had just recovered, turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her slender fingers unconsciously gripped the bed sheet, and her emerald eyes moved back and forth between Zhou Yuan and Melyuchina, finally turning into a shy and annoyed snort.

......

In the courtyard in the early morning, the morning dew had not yet dissipated, and Bawanshi was walking alone among the rose bushes.

Her long pink hair swayed slightly with her light steps, and there was a hint of laziness in her gray eyes.

Suddenly, her steps came to a sudden stop.

Not far away, Melyuchina was walking out of the bedroom with Zhou Yuan and Morgan.

The silver-haired dragon girl stretched lazily, with a satisfied smile on her face;

Although Morgan still maintained the dignity of a queen, the faint blush under the black veil betrayed her;

And Zhou Yuan...

"What...what's going on?!"

Bawanshi's long pink hair almost stood up, her gray eyes widened, her slender fingers pointed back and forth between the three people, and even her voice changed tone.

The girl's cheeks flushed instantly, and even her pointed ears were stained crimson.

Her legs under the pink skirt trembled unconsciously, and her small leather shoes rubbed nervously on the ground.

"How come you came out of Mother's bedroom?"

Her voice rose in shock, her slender body trembled slightly, and her chest heaved violently.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of some terrible possibility and covered her mouth fiercely:

"Could it be that... you three...?!"

Before he could finish his words, Bawanxi froze in place as if struck by lightning, his gray pupils contracting violently.

Her slender fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt, and her pointed canine teeth bit her lower lip tightly, leaving a row of clear teeth marks on her pale lips.

Seeing this, Melyuchina's long silver hair swayed gently, and a smile of success flashed in her golden pupils.

She elegantly lifted her long hair and deliberately leaned closer to Zhou Yuan, almost sticking to him:

"Oops! I've been discovered~"

This action immediately made Bawanshi jump up like a cat with its fur standing on end:

"No, no! That's too cunning! I'm also—"

Her protest stopped abruptly, and she suddenly realized that she had let the cat out of the bag, and her whole face instantly turned red like a ripe apple.

The girl covered her mouth in panic, her gray eyes filled with tears of shame and anger.

The early morning sun filtered through the stained-glass windows, casting colorful shadows on the restaurant floor.

Throughout breakfast, Bawanshi kept her head down like a frightened rabbit, her long pink hair almost falling into the creamy soup in front of her.

She mechanically poked the bacon on the plate with a silver fork, even deliberately lowering the sound of the cutlery colliding, and never dared to make any eye contact with Morgan who was sitting in the main seat.

Morgan sipped his black tea gracefully, his emerald eyes observing everyone at the table through the steamy mist.

She gently put down the gilded porcelain cup, and the bottom of the cup made a crisp collision with the saucer.

The sound made Bawanshi's shoulders shudder noticeably, and she almost spilled the juice in her hand.

(This kind of thing... let Melyuchina teach her.)

The queen sighed inwardly and looked away from her adopted daughter. Now, she had something more important to confirm.

"Yuan, my dear husband..."

Morgan's voice was as clear as the collision of ice crystals, and a dangerous curve appeared at the corner of his lips under the black veil.

Her slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically, the obsidian on her nails gleaming coldly in the sunlight:

"Can you tell me about...the two people you're engaged to out there?"

These words instantly froze the air in the restaurant.

Melyuchina's silver tail suddenly stopped swinging, and Bavanshi's fork made a harsh "click" sound on the plate.

The teacup in Zhou Yuan's hand trembled slightly, and a few drops of tea splashed onto the snow-white tablecloth, leaving a dark mark.