Future World: Love Through Time and Space

"There was something wrong with the spaceship I was on. I encountered a storm, and I woke up here." Du Lan recounted the incident lightly, "That was ten years ago, when I was only sixteen years old. I was originally traveling with my sister, but I ended up here.”

"Have you never thought about going back?" Siya asked.

"I fell in love with him..." Du Lan looked in the direction of Pope Mursili obsessively, "We fell in love, and I am willing to stay here until my death, and sleep with him on this planet full of yellow deserts. !”

"Aren't you going to contact Gravis again?" Siya asked again.

"You don't seem to understand yet." Du Lan looked at Xia's confused face and then explained, "This is a mysterious land with everything that science cannot explain. It must be a closed world, otherwise the entire Blitz The entire galaxy will be destroyed!"

Qiya looked at Du Lan's serious face and deep tone, and couldn't help but feel awe...

"Xia, promise me..." Du Lan solemnly held Qia's hands, "No matter what happens, I will protect His Majesty the King and Hattusa..."

"..." Qiya nodded slightly with a bitter smile.

"His Majesty the King just hasn't grown up yet. He loves you very much. You have to believe in him and wait patiently..." Du Lan carefully felt Xiya's sadness, "Maybe you will be tired, but you are his queen. Only You can guide him and help him!"

"I understand..." Siya breathed out lightly and stood up from the city wall, facing the hot wind blowing the fine sand. "I am the queen here. I enjoy the support and respect of the people. I am willing to give everything I have." Strength and live up to their expectations!”

"Your Majesty the King, he really loves you!" Du Lan also stood up, she reminded Qian Ya.

Qia turned her head and turned her back to the sunset. Du Lan couldn't see her eyes clearly, but he felt that her whole body was inexplicably enveloped in an emotion that was both hot-blooded and sour and helpless. With wind and light at her back, long flying brown hair, and a slender and tall figure, Siya is independent and beautiful. She is as beautiful as a weak fairy descending slowly from the sky and as a goddess of war full of courage and strength...

"Queen, Imperial Concubine, you are actually here?" The Imperial Concubine's maid Dilla climbed up the city wall panting, interrupting the conversation between Du Lan and Xia.

"What's wrong?" Du Lan asked.

"Everything is ready and we are about to leave." Dila replied, "However, His Majesty the Pope said that the princess will stay in Hattusa to wait for the birth, so you should not go there together. It is too dangerous."

"How is this possible?!" Du Lan held her waist as slender as a willow with one hand and stroked her bulging belly with the other.

"You are about to give birth. It is very dangerous to travel long distances." Apparently Dilla also agreed with the Pope's order.

"Even if you don't take me, I will go by myself." Du Lan playfully whistled to the sky.

"Hey!!" What followed was Mursili's helpless sigh, and his handsome face was full of disapproval.

"Mursili, just let me go, I won't act rashly." The petite Dulan pouted and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, okay!" Mursili sighed again, stroking Dulan's black hair and sighing, "Rather than letting you stay and mess around alone, it's better to take you with me."

Si Ya on the side looked at the loving couple blankly, and couldn't help but feel infinite envy. How long had it been since she had spoken out her thoughts so brazenly and achieved her goal through coquettishness?