The two of them had already washed thoroughly in the afternoon, so this time they just rinsed. During the process, Emily kept staring at some special places, silently summarizing some unpopular knowledge in her mind.
Well……
Although you can tell from the eyebrows and eyelashes...
For example, my mother's eyebrows and eyelashes are silver-gray with a hint of white, while my mother Xia's and my eyebrows and eyelashes are pure black.
But the people outside also follow this rule...
The Queen's hair is all white...
Emily had never taken a bath with anyone other than Hitzfeld or Xia Yibing before. She was so engrossed in learning new knowledge that even after she changed into her pajamas and was taken to bed, the swaying white was still in front of her eyes.
Just like the tip of a lamb's tail.
so cute.
I kind of want to reach out and touch it a few times.
"So, Ellie."
Alvin coughed, first quietly walked to the door and locked it, then tiptoed back into the bed and poked the girl.
"Ah? Sister...sister?"
"Why are you reacting so strongly? We should start now."
"Okay...Okay!" The girl nodded hurriedly, "How do we start?"
After all, she is only this age...Emily doesn't understand where the throbbing in her heart comes from. It is impossible for her two mothers to educate her about it so early, resulting in her being confused and troubled about the reason for that feeling.
"Let me confirm first, can you spy on other people's dreams like Aisuen?"
"Not as efficient as my mother." Emily nodded, "But as long as she is subjectively 'unguarded against me', I guess I can see it."
"'you guess'?"
"Because no one has ever asked me to do this before today. No one has ever dreamed of it, and I have never really tried it."
"Then this is really our first time..."
With a sigh, Alvin just hoped that everything would develop as the two of them expected.
"Try it once first."
"Because I'm not sure when I'm going to have those dreams either... there's no pattern to it."
"We'll try this for about three days. If we don't see any results within three days, we'll consider other methods."
Any other way?
Emily raised her eyebrows suspiciously.
The Queen sister said it lightly, did she mean to take medicine?
All those potions with messy suffixes like "god" and "shadow" are nothing more than extracting dreams for people to view... Isn't it too exaggerated to go to this extent?
She was confident that she could use her talent to enter dreams without leaving any traces, but if she took drugs, she felt that she would definitely be discovered by others!
It’s best not to use it.
Emily thought so in her heart, but she didn't say it.
She knew that Erwin would not listen to such words at this moment. Instead of making the atmosphere awkward right away, it was better to go along with the situation and try to solve the problem with her own ability while calming the other person's emotions.
In this scenario, I have to achieve my goal within three days, or at least give my sister a convincing explanation.
Well... this is what Mother Xia taught me.
Although my mother later told me that these were unhealthy techniques and not to be taken seriously, I still think they make sense…
In this way, the two people, one big and one small, began their "intimate contact" within three days.
The beginning was going very badly because Alvin tried his best to retrieve the memories of his ancestors every night. He kept thinking about it and his sleep quality was poor.
I couldn't even sleep peacefully. Although I had some dreams intermittently, they were all fragmented and disorganized, and I couldn't make out anything at all.
It was Emily who realized the crux of the problem and sacrificed herself on the third night to start the first White Shadow Palace Pillow Fight.
Deliberately being suppressed by the sickly Queen, deliberately being pinned down by the sickly Queen, deliberately being beaten with a pillow by the sickly Queen, deliberately raising his hands and feet and shouting surrender.
After this crazy play, not only did the relationship between the two people become much closer, but Alvin was also successfully tired out.
She could finally sleep well.
Finally, I can have a long dream tonight.
Chapter 29: Temple of the Sacrificed (Two in One)
Lying on the bed, sensing the spirits emanating from the people around her, Emily nervously swallowed her saliva and carefully released her own spiritual thoughts, slowly infiltrating those things.
This was not taught by Hitzfeld, her mother would not teach such a dangerous thing. Instead, she hid aside and "observed secretly" "part of the time" and learned from the two blending spirits - from that crazy process.
In theory, this is Mother Xia's unique skill. Every time she uses this trick, Mother's reaction is extremely intense.
I forgot to tell the Queen what this means... If she knew that I had rashly used this method that only "mothers" could use on her, would she really not be angry with me...
No matter how precocious she is, Emily is only 4 years old after all. She still doesn't understand some things, but because her mind is too active, she is restless even when doing serious things.
Forget it...
Sitting up slightly, Emily saw Alwin's peaceful sleeping face in the darkness, then she fell back down in despair and slammed her little head into the pillow.
It's as if I didn't forget it on purpose. This kind of "thing that only adults can do" is also very attractive to me -
I just don’t know if my sister will scream especially loudly next.
During the day, I asked about the specific sound insulation here. Although my sister said it was no problem, I always felt that something unexpected might happen during the trip...
With this self-destructive and uneasy thought, 90% of Emily's spiritual thoughts gradually penetrated into the divergent spiritual thoughts.
"Hmm..." Alwin, who was sleeping, hummed as if he felt something, then suddenly turned over and hugged Emily tightly in his arms like a doll.
...I was scared to death!
For more than ten seconds, Emily didn't dare to breathe. Only when she was sure that she was still asleep and hadn't woken up, and for some reason she didn't make that strange sound, did she calm down and start to carefully browse the light and shadow images engraved in her mind.
At first it was dark.
It’s like the vast darkness that a person can see when he lies in bed and closes his eyes.
Then the light appeared, as if adapting to the dark scenery, and slowly, Emily felt that she could see the hazy outlines in the darkness.
where is this place?
What is my current status?
Surprised at her own situation, Emily discovered that she had no body in this "dream space".
I have no body and cannot feel my hands and feet. It is as if I only retain the consciousness of a spirit, but I can slowly change my perspective or move slowly towards a certain place.
Not quite what I thought.
Emily knew that entering dreams and recollecting past events were her mother's abilities, and Hitzfeld did not hide anything from her about this. He described to her in detail what it felt like to recollect and to intervene in other people's dreams.
"If it was before, you should have entered the Dream World and Dream Ruins first when intervening in other people's dreams."
This is what she said at the time.
"The Dream World can be understood as an inverted reality in a mirror. The buildings, streets, and terrain inside are the same as in reality, except that the left and right are swapped. It's easy to adapt to it."
"If there are many residents around, then you should be able to sense the floating green mist more easily. It's like a bunch of small green mist balls, the color on the outside is close to black, and it gets greener and brighter towards the middle. As long as you touch them, you can directly feel other people's dreams."
"But that's all old news... The current dream world and my mother's shadow have merged together. I guess it's inspired by another great being. People's emotions will be vented directly in this shadow, and they won't generate dreams anymore."
"And you, Emily. You are my daughter, so you are the daughter of this shadow. I can feel that there is a close connection between you and it. If there really is someone who can dream, then you only need to escape into it, or connect with that person's spirit in the outside world. You should be able to roam freely in that world like me, and nothing can stop you."
Wandering freely... these were the words my mother used.
But can it be called walking without hands and feet?
Something must have gone wrong.
After thinking about it, Emily decided to take a risk and draw out the little bit of spiritual energy that remained in her body.
No one told me I couldn't do this, so I guess I could...
She tried it, then let out a scream and fell directly into the shadow angle formed by the quilt and the arms, completely disappearing from reality.
Alwin still didn't wake up. She closed her eyes and held nothing in her arms, but she just frowned, pulled the quilt to fill the gap, and continued to sleep soundly.
Emily screamed as she fell into the darkness.
She was terrified...Okay, now she could roam freely in the shadows, but why did it feel so spooky?
"Clap!"
Her face hit the ground, but luckily it didn't hurt, so she quickly got up and looked around. She was shocked to find that the place where she was standing now seemed to be... the dream that the Queen sister had had before!
Is my approach correct?
I can see much more clearly when my real body comes in. Although there is no light source here, it feels as if everything is illuminated by the bright moon.
Looking around, Emily concluded that this should be a temple.
The place where I am now should be below the temple. It is a large platform. Looking down, I can see vast stairs with thousands of layers extending all the way to the clouds. Looking up, there are rough and tall super stone pillars, and there are also many layers of stairs extending upwards until they disappear into the clouds above.
But is that a cloud?
It keeps wriggling and tumbling... Is it purple-gray or just gray... It should feel more like fog?
Wait, isn't this gray fog?
After realizing it, Emily finally felt a little scared.
The gray fog is no longer considered a threat today, because the example of Elsa and the examples of those sea routes have proved that the human kingdom has mastered the means to stably expel the gray fog.
But Emily also read a lot of stories about the Grey Mist Era, especially the stories about her most admired mother, Asun Hitzfell, who adventured and fought in the Grey Mist. She certainly knew what the Grey Mist was, and even more so how dangerous it was to mortals.
Very suspicious...Why is there gray fog in the Queen's sister's dream?
And what about this temple?
Is this the memory that the ancestral spirits brought back to the Queen sister?
Is this what the Queen’s sister’s ancestors experienced?
Emily ran around on the spacious platform in amazement, touching this step and that pillar, excited about this new experience.
Having put her idea into practice and learned a new skill, she felt even happier than other children who learned to ride a bicycle for the first time. She could hardly suppress her laughter.
However, this should be my sister’s dream.
Where is my sister?
As they played, Emily gradually realized that something was wrong.
These stairs are so big and wide, so long, and so mysterious. There is no one on the platform illuminated by the moonlight except myself. Is this normal?
Just as she was thinking this, there was a faint noise coming from below.
It seems like someone is going upstairs.
Very slow, but very rhythmic.
She was sure she had heard correctly.
Leaning her head down from the edge of the running platform, Emily was surprised to see that her sister, the Queen, Irwin, was wearing an elegant and beautiful pure white house dress, an incredibly gorgeous crown on her head, holding a candlestick, and climbing up the stairs.
Alwin's pace was slow, but his climbing speed was not slow at all. He quickly stepped onto the platform and looked like he was going to continue moving up.
"elder sister?"
"Sister Queen?"
Emily hurried to catch up. She followed Alwin and called her softly, but Alwin seemed not to hear her and his eyes were fixed on the front.
Oh... I forgot whether it was my mother or Teacher Crow who said it, people who dream are always in a daze, and their consciousness is completely different from when they are awake.
So for this kind of thing, at least during the process, don't expect Alwin to provide any help - the Queen sister would definitely not be able to communicate with Emily, and from her perspective she was just dreaming in a daze.
Can I just watch it by myself?
The corners of her mouth twitched, and Emily suddenly realized that the burden on her shoulders was very heavy.
This trend seems to be going up all the time...
