in love with the zerg queen

Ah Heng could feel that the shackles that suppressed him had completely disappeared.

At night, she fell asleep early, and no one knew about it. She was undergoing a transformation of her soul, and her inner breath was flowing in her body, surging through her blood vessels, as if it was about to come out through her body.

That night, she had already returned to her spiritual space. At this moment, she could no longer see the world filled with countless light spots around her, and she no longer paid attention to the inseparable memories on the broken continent. Stare at the black hole overhead.

That mysterious black hole that devoured her memory anytime and anywhere suddenly no longer made her afraid.

It was as if the mysterious beauty in black had lifted the veil, and she suddenly realized that what was connected to the other end of the black hole might not be unknown.

From her field of vision, she could see a swirl of emerald green light swam there, before coalescing into shape.

The black hole is calling her, tempting her to go in.

She walked forward slowly, her whole body was light like never before, like Chang'e flying to the moon, so light that she could fly like a fairy riding the wind, and the black hole that once terrified her was getting bigger and bigger , It was like a moment, and it seemed that a century had passed. After experiencing a long darkness, she saw a phantom in front of her eyes exuding a blue soft light.

Xu Ying has a familiar face, but she can easily recognize that the woman in front of her is not her skin-to-skin, passionate companion who has spent countless days and nights. She dug out the name of this princess from her memory: [ Her Royal Highness Princess Lunther? 】

[You are here at last,] The woman curled up in the endless night opened her eyes, a pair of dark compound eyes suddenly saw a kind of deep and sharp gathering in them, she turned her head sideways, and her long hair brushed her Turning her face, she spit out the most suitable title for her now to the girl in front of her, [Queen. 】

Ah Heng was stunned for a moment. She had imagined thousands of possibilities, but what she never expected was that the black hole was just an infinitely small space.

Princess Lance's mental body curled up into a ball, and in her hands were countless silk threads condensed with spiritual power. There were countless fragments of memories stuck to the threads, which belonged to Ah Heng's swallowed memory.

Princess Lance stood up slowly.

[Pluto once told me that the best container in the world is a sister who flows with the same blood as me. Before he died, he told me that if I had the chance, I would be reborn. He continued until death. All I think about is that I can live. 】

Princess Lance said: [But his painstaking efforts will be in vain. He doesn't understand that in a world without him, even if I become the king of the Zerg race, even if I own the whole world, it is meaningless to me. 】

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

Compared with her mother who married four royal wives and had countless lovers, she and Katerin are both infatuated species. Once you identify someone, you will never change. She approached Ah Heng: [You really, It's surprising, you are a miracle created by the god of the universe, a real half-Zerg, but your spiritual power can match that rotten scum of the bones of Tasi. 】

Lieutenant General Tas was also the mastermind behind the death of the Duke of Hades. Queen Archer had more than ten children, but the ones she loved the most were still the Duke of Hades and Lense, even for the later Katerin. What brought her back was because of the future needs of the Zerg race. The relationship between them is not so much a mother and child, but actually closer to a monarch and minister.

[The direction of the world's evolution has always been natural selection, and you, leaving me too many surprises is more perfect than devouring you, because I know that you will kill Lieutenant General Tasi in the end. 】

Ah Heng quietly listened to Princess Lunser's words, but what she was thinking about was that title.

queen.

She will be the only queen of the Zerg, and she will be free and happy.

At that time, she will no longer have any constraints. She did have a very tragic past, but she is now fearless. She said: [Princess Lunther, thank you for your generosity, but you still have other unfinished business. Wish? 】

Princess Lance shook her head: [My purpose is the same as yours, but I hope that in the universe, the Zerg will be the most respected. 】

The moment Princess Lunther dissipated, no, it should have melted, she saw fragments of memory flying out of the black hole, and she slowly felt the changes that Princess Lunther brought to her.

Many long-forgotten memories began to recover, and some things that she could only recall in pieces became a complete picture. Her sometimes chaotic spiritual consciousness began to become clear, and suddenly, she returned to the black hole.

The world in the black hole is still so high and so far away.

Too high to reach, far too far to see the end.

She saw it.

There are countless undulating vortexes hovering around.

Before it completely melted, Lense said: [Leave a trace, the other end of the black hole is a more beautiful sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. 】

Ah Heng woke up at night.

She remembered many things.

Tears fell instantly.

She sat on the bed, hugged the quilt, and cried silently.

This is not his own emotion, but the residual emotion of Princess Lance.

This pain is the pain and sorrow of not being able to stay with her lover forever, but Princess Lunther, who has no tear glands, is not even qualified to cry.

So when the roommate went out, he saw a girl lying in the living room, crying uncontrollably.

However, no one came to comfort and inquire, after all, they had a sense of distance from this marginalized girl.

She is out of tune with this art department.

De Laiya is an art student who is obsessed with the realism department. She likes the realistic painting style on weekdays.

But Ah Heng is not a qualified art student. Compared with those students in the art department, her temperament is more like those walkers who walk in the dark and where the light cannot shine, recklessly harvesting lives.

This also made De Laiya occasionally go back to contact this difficult roommate. After all, the school made the sleeping dormitories mandatory into triple or quadruple rooms in order to improve students' interpersonal communication and contact.

Otherwise, this kind of aristocratic academy has never been short of money. When Delia saw her, she knew it was her sad moment, so it was inconvenient to comfort her. However, before going out, she thoughtfully called the robot butler to help her. The girl prepares breakfast.

Ah Heng thought dully that there seemed to be an art class today. She suppressed the emotions that did not belong to her, picked up the paints and some things she had prepared, and walked to her class.

Beside her is De Laiya, and Ah Heng has never been too good at rejecting other people's kindness towards him.

On this day, the teacher's request is very simple. Everyone draws a picture as the assessment result on weekdays. De Laiya will take a peek at Ah Heng from time to time while painting.

The girl is dressed in red, which is not a popular style nowadays, but more like a figure from a remote and savage planet with some mysterious religious beliefs. There is a string of ordinary beads on her thin wrist, which exists when she lowers her eyes. feeling very low.

All kinds of strong colors began to be rendered on the canvas. What she was painting was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl with a beautiful appearance. This girl was holding a white flower in one hand under a tree full of unknown flowers. Flowers are like gods and Buddhas.

The girl's eyes are closed, but in such a mixed light and dark picture, Delia can imagine the moment when the girl opens her eyes. This painting will be as if endowed with a soul, so beautiful that it is indescribable the point.

No wonder the teacher was so tolerant of her innocent absenteeism.

Her paintings not only have her own style, but also make each painting full of soul.

But compared with her previous landscape paintings, the girl in her painting is full of vitality that is not in the landscape paintings.

After class was over, De Laiya finally plucked up the courage to stop the roommate who seemed not to be easy to get along with on weekdays: "For this homework, can you...can you be my model?"

"I will draw very well!" De Laiya added earnestly, with unprecedented tension in his eyes.

"Now?" Ah Heng asked.

"You can do it whenever you have time." The sudden surprise made her breathe slowly, and she said happily, "I've already prepared the costume."

"I don't do nude models," Ah Heng said, "otherwise someone will destroy the world and catch me."

Caught off guard by taking a bite of dog food, De Laiya never thought that Ah Heng would have a partner at such a young age, she murmured: "That's natural, then, Ah Heng, when do you have time?"

"There is now." Ah Heng replied with a smile.

After all, the aristocratic school Ah Heng attended was a place where rich and powerful people gathered. If it wasn't for permission, entertainment reporters were not allowed to enter, so the heat on her cooled down after this period of time, and she became an ordinary person again.

De Laiya was a little nervous, more excited.

She had been preparing for this moment for a long time.

When Ah Heng put on the extremely gorgeous red dress she had prepared, she couldn't help but took out the camera and took a picture.

The girl's face in the photo still looks immature, with countless thin pendants on the red headdress that resembles a queen's crown, light makeup on her eyes, and those eyes are more eye-catching.

In De Laiya's imagination, Ah Heng will look like a queen after wearing the costume she prepared, but in reality, Ah Heng is more like a witch who can act recklessly than a queen.

more attractive.

Ah Heng is a very patient person.

When she was working as a model, she could not eat or move for a long time, and when De Laiya was painting her, what she thought about was the matter between her bed and the new Queen's Majesty.

Speaking of the two of them being together, they tried all kinds of daring ways between the beds, but they lacked some charm.

Perhaps, when she returns to the Zerg in the coming day, she can prepare a paintbrush and let the new queen remove all her clothes, and then insert a blooming star flower between her temples, so that she can lie on a red and gold picture with a pattern of peonies. On the bed, the jade body lay horizontally, and I was the Liu Xiahui who was sitting still, painting a picture of a spring-filled garden for Her Majesty the queen.

She naturally didn't know that the queen who had been alone in her boudoir for a long time would naturally be satisfied after tidying up this little fish that was jumping around and making her docile.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year, lie down and hit me.