The Crazed Little Darling: Pampered by the Possesive Commander!-Chapter 271: Lu Shinian’s Dreamscape

Chapter 271

"The Queen’s insect crystal is in Lu Shinian’s Spiritual Sea."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room erupted in exclamations.

Archi and Ian’s pupils contracted sharply, leaving them too stunned to speak.

They couldn’t decide whether to be shocked that the former Insect Queen’s crystal still existed, or to be surprised that Lu Shinian, just a human, had been invaded by the insect crystal in his Spiritual Sea without bursting apart and dying.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence, so quiet that even breaths were inaudible.

No one knew how long it was before Archi regained his voice.

"Zai Zai is now married to Lu Shinian."

Lu Shinian, invaded by the insect crystal, would gradually become like the former Insect Queen—gluttonous, angry, greedy, ruthless, and might even end up with the same fate as the former Insect Queen.

Privately, Archi didn’t want Su Ruan to be with this kind of Lu Shinian.

It was too dangerous.

Archi slowly clenched his fist and asked, "Should we take Zai Zai back to the Insect Domain?"

Nervous and worried, he even forgot to disguise his term of endearment.

The king’s extremely indifferent gaze lightly landed on Archi, correcting him, "It’s Su Ruan."

His subordinate calling the sister "Zai Zai" would disrupt the hierarchy.

Such a thing was absolutely forbidden.

Archi pursed his lips before speaking, "King, should we take Su Ruan back to the Insect Domain?"

The king lightly raised a hand, "No need." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"She still needs him now."

"I will personally visit the Federation. Ian, you go find Rock and bring him back."

Ian placed his right hand on his chest, slightly bowed, and accepted the order.

"Yes!"

Quickly, Ian’s figure disappeared from the hall.

"Archi, guard the Insect Domain, understood?"

Archi mirrored Ian’s posture, placing his right hand over his chest, bowed his head, but his voice was much calmer, "Yes."

His figure gradually faded from the great hall.

The doors of the hall slowly closed, and the Crystal Palace returned to its usual tranquility.

The king on the throne slightly lowered his eyes, rhythmically tapping a finger on Dabai’s forehead, momentarily lost in thought.

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Su Ruan clung to Lu Shinian for three days and three nights.

Although she was utterly exhausted, a strange yearning made it impossible for her to stop.

On the fourth day at dawn, as the first ray of sunlight spilled into the room, the utterly fatigued Su Ruan felt something emerging atop her head.

She mustered her energy, her voice slightly hoarse, and poked the Lu Shinian holding her.

"Brother Lu, can you check if there’s something growing on my head?"

It felt peculiar.

Lu Shinian, not tired at all, immediately lowered his head at Su Ruan’s words, looking at her head.

Two slender antennae emerged from her thick, black hair, their tips tinged with a faint pink.

Perhaps sensing Lu Shinian’s gaze, the antennae slightly quivered, curling forebodingly, pitifully fragile.

Lu Shinian paused for a moment, reaching out to gently touch the tips of the antennae.

"Mmm~"

Su Ruan let out a soft moan.

Lu Shinian withdrew his hand, holding her a little tighter.

"It’s okay," he whispered, "Ruan Ruan, get some sleep, hmm?"

Su Ruan softly murmured "mm," nestled in Lu Shinian’s arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Once Su Ruan was asleep, Lu Shinian extended his spiritual power towards the two delicate antennae.

The previously trembling antennae seemed to sense something, gradually stretching out, even actively leaning towards Lu Shinian’s spiritual power.

Lu Shinian gradually imparted his spiritual power to the small antennae bit by bit. Slowly, they seemed to find some satisfaction, becoming increasingly transparent.

Until eventually, nothing was visible, only two small red dots marking where they once existed.

Afterward, Lu Shinian retracted his spiritual power, holding Su Ruan as they both gradually fell asleep.

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Lu Shinian dreamt.

He clearly recognized he was dreaming, yet strangely, he couldn’t control the dream or escape from it.

After two failed attempts, Lu Shinian temporarily gave up trying to break free and began observing the scenes within the dream.

He was seated on the familiar throne in the Imperial Palace, below him lay heaps of corpses, both insect race and human.

The stench of blood was overwhelmingly potent, the atmosphere filled with dark, sticky blood; only his throne remained entirely unstained, a stark, pristine contrast to the surroundings.

Lu Shinian could feel an overwhelming hostility in his heart, seeming to want to destroy the world.

In his left hand, he held a glowing small sphere, its material unknown, but inexplicably warm.

The vividness of the dream was terrifying, as though it truly happened.

Moreover, he couldn’t control his own body.

In the dream, Lu Shinian thought this while observing the scene of carnage and bloodshed in the great hall. Though he should feel deep sorrow and pity, instead, he was overcome by a bizarre sense of fulfillment and ultimate calm.

Alongside a faint surging madness within his heart.

This was abnormal. Lu Shinian thought, attempting to manipulate his dream body.

Just then, the previously tightly shut hall doors were pushed open from the outside.

Light poured in, exceedingly bright.

Someone walked in against the light.

It was a very beautiful man.

Even Lu Shinian had to admit, the man who walked in was exquisitely beautiful, with a beauty that defied gender, breathtakingly divine, where the word "beautiful" was insufficient to describe him.

Simply put, he was a dazzling presence wherever he went.

Lu Shinian felt his dream self let out a sniding laugh upon seeing the individual.

Then, his dream self spoke.

"What business?"

The voice was incredibly hoarse, as if scorched by fire or scraped by sharp gravel.

Surely a dream. Lu Shinian thought within, his real voice was definitely nothing like this.

He decided to wait and see, this strange dream piqued his curiosity.

That man walked towards the center of the hall step by step, while corpses turned to ash wherever he passed, dissipating like smoke into the air.

The whole hall gradually emptied.

Only the lingering scent of blood testified to the cruelty witnessed here just moments ago.

The man stood at the center of the great hall, gazed up at Lu Shinian, and parted his colorless lips.

"I’ve come to kill you."

His voice was unbelievably calm.

Despite speaking words of murder, he bore no hint of killing intent.

Lu Shinian felt his dream self speak again: "You think you can?"

"With Ruan Ruan," the man replied.

Lu Shinian’s heart began to pound violently, his heart seemingly guided by some force, as if yearning to leap out from within his chest.