Don't confiscate my citizenship

The moment Mignel agreed, the entire performance hall erupted into exclamations and applause.

Almost all the audience in the back row stood up, cheers and blessings came one after another, and some even began to sing church hymns of blessing in unison.

The originally solemn main performance hall of the Icerite Opera House instantly transformed into a pop-up performance-like proposal scene, and even the musicians in the orchestra seats picked up their instruments and played the melody.

VIP seats in the first row.

"..."

Miniel's eyes turned white, and she felt that today was over.

Lan Qi held her hand, with a stern expression and sweat on his forehead.

This was not the atmosphere originally.

But since the song led by Togliado started playing, it became a fire.

The actors on the stage stopped and watched this unexpected development.

They didn't expect that the male protagonist would suddenly show up.

Only Togliado is playing the most attentively now, setting up the entire atmosphere of the proposal scene in the performance hall——

Even though it is still winter in February, the romantic notes seem to have brought unexpected love with the blooming and fragrance of spring flowers.

Let the audience cheer louder and louder.

"Ugh."

At this time, there was another woman in the back row who also started crying.

Countess Rosalinda covered her face with one hand and cried while watching the sudden situation in the front row. She never expected that her biggest opponent was not Ifatia, but her good junior brother Lan Qi.

His years of companionship were not worth Lan Qi's unexpected invitation.

Could it be that because Lan Qi rescued Mi NieEr, Mi NieEr has been secretly committed to Lan Qi since then?

"Rosalinda, are you okay? I, I think this might be a misunderstanding."

Atio patted Rosalinda on the shoulder. The more she spoke, the less confident she became.

Although Etiou couldn't understand what was going on.

But from her perspective, the scene of Ranchi and Miñel holding hands was too explosive.

"Do I have to wait in line even if I'm a loser?"

Rosalinda finally burst into tears.

She can't win on any track.

Even if Hyperion chooses her stepmother, she will choose Lan Qi instead of her.

The more Countess Rosalinda thought about it, the more she felt miserable. She didn't even have any wine on hand to pour into her mouth.

"this……"

Antanas and Shinora watched the drama before them.

Everyone was going crazy in this scene, some were laughing, some were crying, and some were silent.

The background music was very hilarious, but the more joyful it was, the more heartbroken Ifa cried, leaving them wondering how to comfort Ifatia and how to evaluate Lanci for choosing neither Sigrid nor Thalia. and Hyperion, but chose Iphatia's sister-in-law Miniel in front of them.

"etc."

Antanas began to think about it.

Logically speaking, Thalia hasn't even cried yet, so why is Ifatiya crying?

What could make Ifatiya so sad was as if her true love had been snatched away by Lan Qi.

"No way?!"

They looked at each other in shock.

The two of them now recalled the various doubts they encountered during their adventure in the Duke's Palace, as well as the reactions of Milaya and Ifatiya when they mentioned the underground secret room of the Duke's Palace, and they gradually came up with surprising guesses.

Is Miniel the same as Melaya?

Antanas and Sinora covered their mouths one after another.

They understand Pranay a little bit.

I really should have walked early, but the performance hall was so messed up that I couldn't even leave even if I wanted to.

Now, just by feeling the gazes of Antanas and Sinora behind him, Mignel felt his skin ache.

"Wow wow wow..."

Ifatiya burst into tears.

She is like a helpless child.

This cry not only made Minuel miserable, but also made Lan Qi's conscience uneasy.

The music played by Togliado and Edita's sad crying were mixed together, and it seemed to be even more hellish than the nuclear fusion music classroom of Purgatory Corridor Academy.

Amidst the noise and chaos, the attention of both the media and the audience was firmly focused on Ranchi and Miñel.

"Then let's go."

"Um."

Lan Qi and the black-haired aristocratic woman could only bite the bullet and continue to sit in jail, exchanging secret words and attracting the attention of the media.

After he stood up, the black-haired aristocratic woman who was originally sitting at the VIP table was also held by him.

With their pair of conspicuous people in charge, Loren should be able to leave quietly under the cover of this farce.

The acquaintances around him were all shocked.

Lanci felt that both Thalia and Sigrid were questioning him.

Although I will inevitably have to accept the bombardment from the media, I will inevitably have to apologize to the crew, family and friends.

But he and the Duke.

I won’t owe Loren anything anymore.

"Ugh."

Ifatiya looked at Miniel who was about to be taken away by Lan Qi, as if she finally understood the irreversible reality.

"Wait, don't leave."

She cried and knelt down, taking Minel's hand in hers.

When faced with this situation, the first person she could think of asking for help was her brother.

However, it was Lan Qi who brought up the matter.

Mignel also agreed personally.

"beg……"

Just when Ifatiya was about to say something, the words still stopped in her throat, causing her to tremble.

Miniel is just her sister-in-law.

She is now in no position to stop her brother from taking away her sister-in-law.

"You have to be nice to her and never let her..."

With tears in her eyes, Ifatia instructed Lanqi.

As she spoke, Ifatia sobbed heartbrokenly and covered her face.

At this time.

The reporters in the back row also seemed to understand something.

"Shock! The Duchess also has a crush on this guy, and she burst into tears when she saw him confessing to another woman!"

Lu Weixier quickly wrote these words in his notebook.

She believed that it was not just her, other media colleagues might also be able to infer this conclusion.

Just sitting in the front row, you can hear the discussion behind.

Because the Duchess cried so painfully at this time, she was obviously expressing her true feelings, and she couldn't even act it out.

"My God, were all the rumors about Professor Landry in St. Clement's Abbey true?"

The Ninth Military God Ryan, a foreigner, hugged his head and was a little afraid to read on.

He had heard the rumors in St. Clement's Abbey a long time ago.

But because the rumors about the evil Landry were too outrageous, saying that the professor's ultimate goal was to marry his sister-in-law's husband and not let any of the family go, Ryan didn't believe a word even though he was controlled by the vampires at the time.

Now the more he saw, the more real it was. This trip to the Kingdom of Hutton could give Ursula and her friends a year to talk about when she returned.

"In addition to the three fiancées, there is also a silver-haired cutie and a black straight-haired wife who have scandals with him, meow?"

Bianca also remembered the outrageous rumors that were circulating in the Monastery of St. Clement at the time.

However, what was in front of him was obviously a more explosive fact.

I had heard that the male lead was very familiar with the Duke's daughter, but I didn't expect that he was actually here to join this family!

"Mi Qingcai."

Salon lowered his voice and said to himself.

Today's ticket money is really worth it.

He didn't expect there would be extra dramas. The Hutton stage is really wonderful.

"Meow..."

The cat boss huddled up and pretended to know nothing.

It followed Lanqi all day today and roughly figured out the cause and effect.

Unexpectedly, it was Migaia, Ifatia, and Lanqi who exploded in the end.

The noisy atmosphere of the Ikrit Opera House has not yet subsided. Under Abigail's call and arrangement, uniformed theater security staff gradually entered from various entrances.

They walked through the audience seats in a well-trained manner and began to guide the audience gently and firmly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the performance is over. Please follow the instructions and leave in an orderly manner."

The voice of the team leader spread throughout the hall through the panoramic sound system.

"Please take your personal belongings with you, take care of the elderly and children around you, do not stop in the aisle to take pictures, and pay attention to the steps under your feet."

The media reporters were obviously still reluctant to leave. Even if they were blocked by the staff, they held up their cameras and took as many pictures as possible.

Flashes came one after another, gathering into a dazzling sea of ​​light under the golden dome.

The security staff had to form a human wall around the front VIP area and the stage to open up a safe passage.

Seeing that their vision was almost blocked, the audience stood up reluctantly, but they were still immersed in this unexpected romance, discussing in groups of three or two, and their steps were particularly slow.

Some people were still secretly filming, and some whispers and laughter echoed among the velvet seats.

The security director had to remind them repeatedly -

"The performance is over, please do not stay at the handrails, keep the team forward..."

The opera staff responsible for clearing the venue moved in an orderly manner in different areas.

Between the rows of seats, they carefully checked the lost personal belongings, silk scarves, wrinkled programs, and a few forgotten ticket stubs, and cleaned up these details neatly.

Nearly half an hour later, the bustling crowd in the main performance hall finally completely retreated.

The huge concert hall fell into a strange silence.

The space that was still noisy just now, now only a few lights on duty are left.

The warm yellow light softly spread over the rows of empty seats, casting fragmented light and shadows on the surface of the red velvet.

The crystal chandelier has retracted its brilliant light, emitting only a faint halo, as if it is also sleepy.

The carvings on the dome are looming in the dimness, silently watching the ups and downs.

There is still a little fragrance of perfume floating in the air, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, telling of the joy just now.

The last official staff member of the Ikrit Opera House gently closed the stage door, and the echo of leather shoes hitting the ground gradually faded away in the empty hall.

The performance hall finally unloaded all the glory and noise of the day.

Toliado and Abigail, who are in charge of the troupe, cleaned the stage at dusk while waiting for the last few to leave.

They deliberately evacuated the troupe in advance and did not ask other troupe staff to help.

Now only Lanqi and Sigrid are left under the stage talking about today's situation.

Although Antanas and Sinora are a little scared, they are worried about Hugh Bao, so they stayed for the time being and listened to the gossip.

As for Minel, he left early with the crying Ifatia.

Some things might be easier to explain back at the Duke's Mansion.

In short, if they stayed in the opera house, it would be more awkward for them to stay together, and the more they explained, the more confusing it would be.

Lanqi and Minel agreed to each coax their own people.

"..."

On the stage, Talia had separated from Hyperion, and silently listened to the conversation between Lanqi and Sigrid.

Hyperion was still asleep, lying on Talia's lap, being taken care of by Talia.

"You are so smart, why did you drag Lao Mi into the explosion?"

Sigrid shook her head and sighed.

"What I thought was that I had to find someone who could understand me immediately, who had to be topical, and who would be easier to explain the relationship afterwards. Then the only candidate was Miss Miniel. I just didn't expect that Sido would play a particularly appropriate song at this time. I really thank him."

Lanqi believed that Toliado had made an indelible contribution to attracting the attention of all the media today, but it was hard to say what Toliado's motive was for holding back his laughter while playing the piano just now.

Toliado was tidying up the scenery on the stage, and his mouth was shaking.

Even if he was to be hunted down by the Bishop of Crazy Love and the Bishop of Darkness in the future, he felt no regrets.

This life was given, what was it.

"Stupid pig, work!"

Abigail slapped his head with a paper roll, telling him not to be distracted and to work honestly.

She felt very guilty towards the Duke and Ifa for making such a mess in the end.

Toliado was definitely a hidden war criminal today.

Suddenly, Hyperion slowly opened her eyes on Talia's lap.

"Is the performance over?"

She sat up suddenly and looked around.

"Yeah."

Talia nodded.

"Was it successful?"

Hyperion asked Talia again.

She felt safe when she saw Talia as soon as she opened her eyes.

"Very successful, tomorrow you will perform, it will be a stroke of genius."

Abigail said to Hyperion who woke up, reassuring Hyperion.

"Huh, thank you, Tata."

Hyperion hugged Tata and thanked her.

Originally thought it would be difficult to perform smoothly today, but fortunately Tata was in the dressing room.

"I should thank Ranchi, he saved the scene, and even...maybe made tomorrow's performance sublime."

Talia also learned from Abigail the real Half-Witch episode's public version of the script.

She almost became a war criminal.

Sure enough, she couldn't be so confident in the future, and she couldn't compete with Ranchi anymore.

They just keep putting more and more pressure on each other. If they keep going like this, sooner or later they will do something irreversible.

"Lanqi, you've worked hard! Um!"

Hupriyan let go of Talia and happily blew a kiss to Lanqi.

But she noticed that there were only these people left in the performance hall.

There was also a strange atmosphere.

She showed a puzzled look.

No matter how Hyperion looked at the expressions of Antanas and Sinora, she felt that something extraordinary had happened in this performance hall, and compared to simply waiting to listen, they were more like a jury, listening to the results after the trial review?

"Hubbo, this situation is very complicated. We will explain it slowly when we return to the Duke's Mansion."

Talia said to Hyperion, holding Hyperion's hand and standing up, ready to take her off the stage.

Today's farce is actually not difficult to sort out.

Everything is just a debt that they are paying back to Loren.

But for Hyperion, the person involved in the most complicated relationship with everyone, it may be more difficult for her to figure it out.

"Can you tell me a little bit?"

Hupriyan followed Talia off the stage, becoming more and more curious.

She had slept for three hours at most.

But according to Talia, what happened outside the play is hard to explain in a few words?

"..."

Talia lowered her head and pondered.

How to say it?

For the first time, she felt that she lacked narrative skills.

At this time, she looked at her old friend Antanas sitting in the audience.

When she was in the demon world, Antanas was very good at telling her gossip.

Antanas was undoubtedly the most eloquent civil servant

"Your husband wants to compete with your mother for your father."

Antanas concluded to Hugh Bao helplessly.

"???"

Is this still the Kingdom language?

Hupriyan's first reaction was to suspect that there was something wrong with her hearing.

"So it really can't be explained in a few words, but this is a farce, let Lanqi tell you slowly."

Talia brought Hyperion to Lanqi and Sigrid, ready to go home together.

"Okay, leave quickly, leave quickly, and you will have at most ten minutes."

Abigail clapped her hands on the stage and evacuated the parties involved and the relatives and friends in the VIP seats.

She knew that Migaia was going to coax Ifatia, and Lanqi had to coax three people here.

The Brillda crew had to quickly set up the performance hall and prepare for tomorrow's performance. Now all the other staff members were asked to leave just to make it easier for Lanqi and the others to talk.

"Then we'll leave first, and see you later at the Duke's Mansion."

Antanas and Sinora said goodbye to Hyperion and others, and walked up the stairs to the exit of the performance hall.

They had promised Ifatia to go to the Duke's house, and now they were just right to comfort little Ifatia.

Ifatia has a good psychological quality. Once Ifatia understands what happened, she will soon be able to smile and enjoy the celebration banquet in the evening.

From this point of view, the two demon princesses are from super optimistic families, and their mentality is different from that of ordinary people.

"Lanqi, Lanqi, tell me, why are you trying to snatch my dad from my mom?"

Hyperian was really confused after hearing what Antanas said.

The "husband" Antanas mentioned must be Lanqi.

But Hyperian is not sure whether "her mom" and "her dad" refer to Ifatia and Migaia.

"Everything starts from the bet that Adams and I made. It was precisely because of the bet that I made for Loren during the academic visiting team of Aloran King's College that led to the relationship between Dean Loren and Zhu Miss Liana’s date…”

Lan Qi talked about the past with guilt.

The further we go in detail, the more we find that it is filled with tit-for-tat.

All the results now are the causes he planted in the first place.

Next, Lan Qi briefly explained to Hyperion what happened throughout the day.

"So you have been helping Dean Loren today?"

Hyperion was confused when she heard this.

In the morning, Lanci helped Loren cover at the Golden Bee Playground, and in the afternoon he also helped Loren cover at the Icerita Opera House.

Then Lan Qi almost became a member of her family?

"I just said Lan Qi, why are you so tired today? You are really capable."

Thalia crossed her arms and looked at Lanchi angrily.

After listening to the detailed story, she finally understood many causes and effects that she had never thought of before.

"Sigrid, forget it."

Thalia sometimes looked at Sigrid with the same look, as if she wanted to scold them both.

"Lan Qi, forget it."

Only Sigrid looked relaxed.

As an accomplice, she had no right to say anything about Lan Qi.

She was just about to imitate Talia and scold Lanqi to hide her guilt, but she still didn't have the confidence to say it out.

But there is nothing to worry about. Anyway, Talia will forgive Lanqi immediately. As long as Lanqi shows weakness as usual, it will be Talia's fault.

"Meow meow."

Boss Cat is still hiding under the bench.

It couldn't let go of Xinlan Qi. Even though it was very scared, it still stayed here.

Sometimes only it can save Lan Qi. If it runs away, Lan Qi will be dead.

Fortunately, now, it seems that there is no danger, and the explosion at the Duke's house has finally subsided.

Facing the different expressions of the three of them.

Lan Qi did not show any signs of fatigue this time.

"I sincerely apologize to everyone. I was too confident today and made a mistake at work. I am very sorry for causing trouble to the Duke's family."

Lan Qi bowed to them.

He admitted his mistakes, stated the facts, apologized to them, and was sincere and serious.

Boss Cat originally thought that Lan Qi would use some clever trick this time, but he didn't expect that he was simply apologizing.

"..."

"Forget it, you worked hard, have a good rest."

Thalia still felt distressed.

Just thinking of Lan Qi's desperate efforts to save the situation on the stage today, and her seriousness in doing every job, she couldn't blame Lan Qi.

"How could the Duke's family blame you?"

Hyperion smiled and said to Lan Qi.

Their family was all saved by Lan Qi with their lives. This trivial matter will be forgotten when the sun rises tomorrow.

"Oh, you two are really easy to handle. What, it turns out that I can handle it too, so it's okay."

Sigrid commented on the sidelines.

"Now that the matter is over, let's go back to the Duke's Mansion for dinner. Isn't there a celebration banquet?"

Sigrid stretched and said to Thalia and Hyperion.

She felt a little hungry.

"Yes, it's time to eat."

Thalia touched her belly, she was really hungry.

Acting is very physically demanding.

It's just that she didn't feel hungry so easily after merging with Hyperion, so much so that she almost forgot that it was almost dinner time.

"Go home happily!"

Hyperion smiled happily and prepared to turn around and leave.

"etc."

Lan Qi stopped them.

All three of them turned around.

Is there anything else Lanci wants to say?

"Meow."

Boss Cat shrank under the chair in the front row.

It knows.

Lan Qi said that after everything is over, it's time to give an explanation to the three of them.

He never shied away from his responsibilities.

The way he confessed everything to the three of them today was the way he planned to get along with them in the future.

"Just say what you want to say?"

The three people couldn't help but become nervous when they saw this atmosphere.

Sigrid looked the calmest.

It's just that the encircling hands are rubbing the elbows a little.

Thalia glanced away deliberately.

She didn't want to look at Lan Qi now.

Hyperion was uneasy, clenched her hands, and looked at Lan Qi worriedly.

They vaguely guessed what Lan Qi might want to say, and they had actually been waiting for a long time.

But when they really saw Lan Qi's appearance, they began to feel their heartbeats.

After a brief silence in the opera hall.

Lan Qi looked at them and spoke.

"Lancross missed Miss Witch, missed Sigre, and missed Kaliera, but I don't want to miss Hyperion, Sigrid, and Thalia."

He said without any escaping in his eyes.

"Do you mean you want to marry three?"

Sigrid looked at him with interest and made a point.

It was like she felt that the Holy Son was very courageous and dared to say this in front of her.

Hyperion and Talia looked at Sigrid in surprise, as if they were surprised that Sigrid would say it so straightforwardly.

Even after hearing Lan Qi's opening remarks, they understood a little bit.

But when Sigrid said this thing that was supposed to be tacit, they felt doubly embarrassed.

At this time, I didn't know how to react or how to face Lan Qi.

"Am I wrong?"

Sigrid asked Lanci, and naturally asked Thalia and Hyperion.

"yes."

Lan Qi admitted bluntly.

Sigrid's overly straightforward expression interrupted his expression.

But he didn't need to say anything more, because what Sigrid said was correct.

"..."

Sigrid has yet to comment.

Thalia and Hyperion also fell silent.

They didn't know how to agree to Lan Qi for this kind of thing.

Although I also vaguely envisioned the future in my heart.

But when it came to this moment, they felt like they were trapped by something and were hesitant.

"Then let me ask you, if you could only marry one, who would you marry?"

Sigrid asked the most curious question she wanted to ask.

This also provided Hyperion and Thalia with the idea of ​​trapping them.

This may be a question they want to ask but are afraid to ask. They want to know the answer but are afraid to know the answer.

It is even difficult for them to pinpoint their mood at the moment and condense it into a precise question.

And worried about whether Lanci would be embarrassed if he actually asked.

But Sigrid never liked to mince words.

"Meow meow meow."

Boss Cat broke into a cold sweat.

It was already sharpening its claws and was ready to run forward to buy Lan Qi time.

Although it knew that Sigrid would agree to Lanci.

But Sigrid is not someone who agrees to Lan Qi so easily.

This question was her test.

It is also the final test question for Lan Qi.

If you don’t answer well, you may go to hell.

But how to answer this question?

Either just choose one and make the other two sad, but since I said I want all three, this question cannot be answered.

There is no correct answer at all, meow!

suddenly.

In Thalia's pocket, orange light suddenly appeared, floating to the side and condensing into a figure of the flower fairy, and landed lightly on the ground.

"Then he won't even marry, because he can't choose. He will follow the path of Lanclos again, and he won't end up with any of you."

The beloved poet Dailanci replied.

Lan Qi looked at the poet in astonishment.

He did not expect that the Great Love Poet would help him at this time and answered Sigrid Thalia Hyperion's question in advance before he could answer.

"..."

The poet of great love looked at Lan Qi and smiled, motioning Lan Qi to stop talking and let her speak on Lan Qi's behalf.

When Lan Qi is willing to admit her mistakes and get beaten, she is willing to reconcile with Lan Qi.

No matter how long they have been together, they are natural partners, life and death friends, and their relationship has never faded. Besides, most of her happiness comes from Lan Qi, and she can only help her brother at the critical moment.

The performance hall was silent again for a long time.

Boss Cat hid under the seat and analyzed.

Lanfu's words were obviously an answer that none of the three of them could accept, but they were all satisfied to some extent.

Because they don't choose anyone, it means that they are indispensable for Lan Qi, and they don't distinguish who is the only partiality and true love.

The look in Lan Qi's eyes just now clearly agreed. What Lan Fu said was the choice he would make. Lan Fu was just one step ahead of him and said it on his behalf.

And since Lan Fu said this, not Lan Qi himself, it didn't sound hurtful anymore.

Hyperion, Thalia, and Sigrid all pondered.

Considering the worst-case scenario, they believed that Lan Qi would really do what he said, and everyone would regret it for the rest of their lives.

But even so, they were still a little confused.

I don’t know how to agree to Lan Qi at this moment.

"Ha ha."

The poet of great love chuckled.

"As for my suggestion, if you don't agree, I will advise Lan Qi to go to the Creation Empire to express his willingness to succeed as emperor."

The poet of great love walked around and looked at them, and opened his hands, full of temptations.

"Loren must have picked up his luggage and ran away. The God of War, the Silver Moon Reform Association, and the princess must have agreed to Lan Qi to do this kind of professional counterpart. The President of Lan Qi, Lord Lan, is more suitable than Loren. Be the emperor."

she continued.

"When Lan Lan unifies the Southern Continent and reestablishes the Theocracy of St. Paulante, what will happen if he marries three of them? Then even if he wants to marry Yifa, and even Miniel as well, no one will dare to say anything. Uh-huh…”

Before the beloved poet could finish his words, Thalia covered her mouth from behind.

"How inappropriate, Lanfu!"

Thalia didn't allow the great poet to talk nonsense any more, so she restrained her and turned her back to her original form, and then angrily put away the translucent orange magic card.

However.

When Lan Fu disappeared.

They all became quite shaken.

After hearing the words of the beloved poet, they thought about it carefully and were convinced that they really had to marry into the Wilford family quickly to feel at ease.

This boy is finally ready to live a peaceful life. Without marriage to lock him down, he may really go to conquer the stars and the sea.

Counting breaths passed.

"Forget it, it's not bad to marry one husband and give him two wives."

Sigrid took the lead in spreading her hands.

Hide it however you like, no matter how cold it is when it throbs.

The boy she loved was right in front of her, and she definitely didn't want to miss it again this time.

"What are you talking about, Sigrid."

Hyperion looked at Sigrid in shame and asked.

But when she glanced at Lan Qi, her eyes still softened.

"But are we really going to talk about marriage so early..."

Hyperion whispered with a slight blush on her cheeks.

She and Lan Qi are still young, so it stands to reason that it would be okay to get married in a few years.

But considering Sigrid and Thalia's age, it seemed like they had to hurry.

"Xiubao, are you doing my mission?"

Thalia looked at Hyperion beside her in surprise.

This was the first time she felt that Huberian was thinking about impolite things. Hubbard had learned bad things!

"I guess she's on a mission for two."

Lan Qi raised his hand rigorously and corrected.

If there is a tower, there is no way to escape.

"You deserve to die."

Sigrid immediately stepped forward and pinched Lan Qi's cheek and said to him,

"Then why don't you help me solve the problem quickly!"

she ordered.

Seeing Sigrid and Ranchi fighting and being discouraged by Hyperion, it was no different from usual. Thalia shook her head in relief.

The poet Da Ai wanted to lift the roof when he came up. Now after they stopped the poet Da Ai, they found that opening the window for Lan Qi was nothing at all.

"If you can make me happy, then prove it to me."

Thalia said, handing the translucent card back to Lan Qi.

The debt of more than 80,000 pounds was settled for him.

She won't say it directly.

But holding the [Poet of Great Love] in my hand felt like a mortgage. I temporarily gave it to Lan Qi to express my debt settlement, hoping that he would understand what I meant.

"Thank you, Lanf."

Lan Qi looked down at the magic card in his hand.

This is his first masterpiece and his most solid companion.

Although the idea proposed by Teacher Dafu was very inappropriate, she said that matchmaking is indeed effective, and Lan Qi admitted that she was not as good as Lan Fu at that time.

"Lan Qi, congratulations to you, you finally realized your dream of hugging the Duke's lap."

Hyperion approached him and spoke to him.

"No, Hyperion, that was really a misunderstanding."

Lan Qi quickly waved her hand and wanted to explain to her again what the scandal with Miniere was about.

But then he saw Hyperion smiling.

It was obvious that she was playing a trick on herself.

This cunning look seems to have a little more evil intention to blaspheme you.

"What I mean is that you are hugging Duchess Hyperion's lap. I will become a duke sooner or later, right? I will support you from now on, and I will inherit the family business well."

Hyperion patted Lan Qi on the shoulder and hoped that he would work hard in the future.

At this time, she finally had some aura of a rich woman.

In the performance hall, as the tunes sounded, the cheerful rhythm was unrestrained, and the grand, intense, and humorous performance repertoire echoed in the opera house.

"That's great, but it looks like the story is finally coming to an end here."

Togliado didn't know when he had sat down in front of the piano again. His fingers touched the black and white keys lightly, and under Abigail's observation, he played the closing song of the play.

"Just let you be lazy a little bit."

Abigail looked at her friends under the stage and gave her tacit approval to the performance.

The light beams in the performance hall change, and the colors are like a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers, and like the dreams overflowing in the heart, it is a gentle land that will not fall.

"By the way, Xiubao, let me ask you."

Lan Qi whispered to Hyperion.

"What?"

Hyperion looked sideways at him.

"I helped two older women solve their marriage problems at once. Does that count as a great merit?"

Lan Qi asked her, seriously consulting her priest.

"hehe."

Hyperion was laughed at by Lan Qi, her shoulders shook, and she covered her mouth.

She didn't know whether this was considered a meritorious deed, but she knew that with this smile, the merit was gone.

Not just Hyperion.

Even Thalia and Sigrid laughed angrily at the other party's lateness this time.

"Tata, if you want to beat him, I won't stop you this time."

Sigrid crossed her arms and shook her head.

"Lan Qi, be prepared to be captured seven times!"

Talia was not polite this time, clenched her fists and chased after Lan Qi.

"Help! The tigress is eating people!"

Lan Qi ran up the steps as hard as he could.

On the stage of the opera hall, the brisk notes chased their figures, running towards the exit of the theater, which is the most dazzling at dusk. They were gentle and firm, joyful but elegant, making the goddess statue raise her mouth.

The journey so far has unintentionally redrawn the scenery. The regrets of the Blood Moon era, the loneliness and the old nightmares have all vanished like smoke at this moment.

The sound of the piano echoed in the theater, just like the spring breeze blowing and flowers blooming one after another.

The stage dimmed and the curtain slowly closed again, bringing the story on the stage to a successful conclusion.