The Return of the Queen: Elune School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

As soon as the door was opened, the warmth coming from inside formed a sharp contrast with the outside.

Nuo Xue let Tuan Tuan in first, then followed behind and dodged in.

As soon as I entered the door, I looked around the hall and saw that no one was there. Then I vaguely heard a voice coming from the study:

"According to your instructions, thoroughly investigate the Council of Elders. There are 9 people among them who can open the 'Emerald Dream', and among them, there are 5 people who instigated the trial of Little Crow. This is the list, but..." Lie Gu's voice said

With hesitation.

"how?"

"Loss, I don't believe you didn't realize that the fireball that appeared in the Magic Ball Competition was the 'Fire of the Netherworld'! That's a power that can only be driven by a pure dark spirit!"

"So what?" The voice was always casual and lazy.

"How?! Ross, I know that we have different positions on good and evil. But we, the people of Azeroth, have always advocated justice. There is no way we can be pure dark spirits. Moreover, all members of the Council of Elders swear loyalty to the death.

The royal family and Her Majesty the Queen cannot allow the existence of dark spirits."

The room fell into silence for a while. After an unknown period of time, the lazy voice sounded again:

"Check Ruan Qing."

Unruffled, calm and indifferent, but with unquestionable deterrence.

When Nuo Xue heard the word "Ruan Qing", her heart shrank, and a cold feeling spread from the bottom of her heart: Aunt?! How is this possible? How could her aunt harm her? She has no parents, and her uncle and aunt raised her since she was a child.

, her aunt loves her so much, how could she harm her? No! There must be some misunderstanding, there must be!

While his thoughts were in confusion, the door to the study room was suddenly pushed open.

Lie Gu walked out first. Nuo Xue raised her eyes and saw him. His usually sunny face had a hint of gloom. He looked at Nuo Xue with red eyes and left without saying a word.

Just hearing a "bang" of the door closing, a few wisps of cold air rushed into the room, and Nuo Xue shivered unconsciously.

Suddenly, the bag in her hand was taken by a big hand. Nuo Xue raised her eyes and met those eyes as blue as the sky.

Los put the bag aside, turned around, took her hands, and wrapped her small hands in his big ones. The heat from his palms was transmitted to her little by little, from his palms to his heart and then to his limbs.

"Why is it so cold?" He frowned slightly and rubbed his hands for her as he spoke.

Nuo Xue watched his movements intently, so protective and serious, and suddenly, a glimmer of warmth flashed through her cold heart.

"Los."

"Um?"

"Ruan Qing... is my aunt, an aunt like a mother." She lowered her head and spoke in a very low voice. She felt a little confused and panicked. She was the dearest and most beloved person in her sixteen years of life. How could she do that?

Doubt?! For her, trust and love are almost instinctive.

Sure enough, the person who was helping her warm her hands froze, but it was only for a moment, and he continued the movement of his hands calmly.

Nuo Xue looked at him with some surprise. She originally thought that he would be surprised and confused, and then ask her many questions, but she didn't expect that he would be so calm and indifferent.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his head to look at her, and quickly squeezed her hand, "You don't have to worry about this matter, just leave it to me."

Nuo Xue frowned, it was about her aunt, how could she not care?!

Seeing her gloomy expression, Los's eyes also dimmed a little. He gently released his hold on her hand and said in a weak voice, "Nono, I once said that all you have to do is believe in me."

Just trust me...

Nuo Xue was startled, watching his hand slowly let go of her, and felt that the warmth was also withdrawn.

I suddenly panicked in my heart, and almost subconsciously grabbed his hand, like a person trapped in the cold, trying to grab the only source of warmth.

"Loss, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that the person you doubt is the person I trust and rely on the most. I really can't believe that my aunt would harm me. If she wants to harm me, then the care and care she has given her over the past sixteen years counts.

What? Why would she try every means to get me to attend Elune College, Ross, I believe you, but I..." After saying this, Nuo Xue's words were all messed up.

Seeing her panicked and confused expression, Ross's blue eyes flashed with pity. He stretched out his long arms to embrace her, and gently stroked the back of her head with one hand, wanting to give her the greatest comfort.

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Nono, as long as you know, I will never hurt you, never."

Nuo Xue buried her head in his arms and said silently in her heart: Well, I believe it. This time, I believe it!

When Nuo Xue returned to the dormitory with Tuantuan in her arms, it was already dark.

As soon as I entered the room, I felt the warmth hitting my face. It seemed to be a little warmer than usual.

Nuo Xue was surprised. She looked around the dormitory and saw that on the side of the room, the fireplace that had been idle was glowing redly, and occasionally there were a few "crackling" sounds of burning firewood.

The room, which was originally in European style, now has a glowing fireplace, giving people the feeling of traveling back to the Middle Ages.

"Nuo Xue, why are you back?" Mu Ni ran out from the kitchen with an iron hook. When she saw Nuo Xue, she looked surprised, "The heating facilities in Los Apartments are much better than ordinary dormitories like ours."

Nuo Xue looked at her with disdain, as if to say: An could betray himself for a little warmth! Am I such a person?!

Mu Ni sneered and didn't argue. She just took the iron hook and ran quickly towards the fireplace. She squatted down and was searching for something in the fire hole with the iron hook.

Song Doudou then walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of sauce in his hand, his face full of excitement, "Nuo Xue, you are back!"

Nuo Xue nodded and looked at her and Mo Ni with some confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Baked potatoes!" Song Doudou looked at the stove hole with bright eyes.

When Nuo Xue heard this, she immediately became interested. She saw Muni scouring for a while with an iron hook, and a few dark potatoes rolled out of the furnace hole, and a scent spread out.

The three of them endured the scalding temperature and tore off the skin, applied a little sauce, and took a small bite. The sweet taste stimulated the taste buds.

"Nuo Xue, is it spicy if you put so much sauce on it?" Song Doudou doesn't like spicy food, so he only dared to lightly dip it in the sauce, and he was curious about the taste of too much sauce.

Nuo Xue simply handed over the hot potatoes in her hand and said with a smile, "Try it, I don't think it's spicy."

Song Doudou licked her lips and reached out to pick up the potato. Unexpectedly, the hand that had just touched Nuo Xue suddenly froze, and the hand that went to pick up the potato suddenly bounced away.

"Doudou, what's wrong with you?" Nuo Xue almost dropped the potato in her hand. She was very confused when she saw Song Doudou's sudden change of expression.

"Nuo Xue, I..." Song Doudou glanced at Nuo Xue and hesitated to speak.

Nuo Xue frowned, "What did you predict?" Having been with Song Doudou for so long, she has long known that her ability to predict can be achieved by contacting people, although it often fails.