As soon as his car drove into the villa area where Lance lived, Lance, who received the news, came to greet him respectfully outside the door.
"Oh! My respected Majesty the King, I heard that the pear orchard is so picturesque that people can't think of it anymore, and they don't know the date of return. What kind of wind brings you here?"
Lance, in gray robe, gray beard and gray eyes, teased Dalbe softly, with a very meaningful smile on his face.
Dalbe parked the car, opened the car door and walked down, nodded slightly as a greeting to Lance, then shook his head helplessly and said, "Genius doctor, please don't tease me like this, I am no longer your Majesty the king. And you know , My stolen happiness is like a mirror in water, it may dissipate at any time."
Lance knew Dalbe's good intentions for Rong Bao'er, and nodded emotionally, "There is a saying in China and the country that a hero is saddened by a beautiful woman. I fell into her eyes and couldn't extricate myself."
"I can't extricate myself?" Dalbe murmured and repeated these four words, and nodded in agreement, "That's right, I just can't extricate myself, and I like it."
Looking at the strange expression on Dalbe's face, Lance knew that he must have encountered a problem that he couldn't understand, and while welcoming Dalbe into the living room, he asked in a low voice, "Why, is there something wrong with her? ?”
"Everything can't be hidden from the eyes of the genius doctor." Dalbe nodded slowly, "At noon, she said that she heard a girl calling. Although she didn't say what it was, I guess it should be the two "Mummy" Words, she had a daughter with that man before, named Xi'er."
Lance stopped in surprise, his face was a little ugly, his brows were frowning as if he was thinking about something.
Looking at Lance with a dignified face, Dalbe felt very guilty, "Genius doctor, is there something wrong with the illusion?"
"No, it's not that there's something wrong with the illusion, but that there's a force that's been calling her."
Lance shook his head lightly, and then explained, "For example, the longing for family affection. I didn't know that she had a daughter before, and it must be her calling that was at work. The power of maternal love can transcend space and time. This power Incomparably powerful, big enough to conquer everything."
Dalbe frowned, "Will this situation become more and more serious?"
Lance nodded slowly, "Yes, as long as this barrier remains, her instinctive motherhood will gradually recover, defeating all illusions."
As he spoke, Lance sighed, "I've been studying illusion for half my life, and I'm confident that no one is better than me. But in the face of human instincts, especially maternal instincts, all of this is so insignificant."
Dalbe's face became ugly following Lance's words, and he pondered for a while before asking in a low voice, "Is there no other way? For example, do another illusion to erase these entanglements?"
Lance's gray eyes looked at Dalbe, which was filled with wisdom, "Illusions can erase people's emotions, but they can't erase people's instincts. Now that she is carrying a child, the instinct of maternal love is more sensitive and powerful than before ,unless……"
"Unless what?" Dalbe asked eagerly, eager to know the solution.
For more than a year, he has adapted to life with Rong Baoer.
Even though she always repulsed his approach, she was so beautiful that she was so suffocating that even if she just stayed by his side, she would be able to satisfy him!
Lance's eyes hesitated for two seconds, and he said the solution with all his heart, "Get rid of the most fundamental root cause!"
Dalbe's eyes widened in astonishment, and he instantly understood the meaning of Lance's words.
His monstrous face instantly turned gloomy and cruel, "Genius doctor, I will consider your words."
Lance shook his head again, "Some things are destined to be impossible to have forever. Ask your heart, if you were still the second prince back then, what would you do?"
Bystanders can tell that Lance has already keenly discovered that Dalbe has changed from the high-spirited and willful boy back then to a moody tyrant.
And all this, just because of that girl.
Sure enough, the beauty is a disaster, the ancients will not deceive me!
Dalbe and Lance were still talking in a low voice, but Rong Bao'er was sleeping restlessly in the pear garden at this moment.
Her eyes were tightly closed, but her body was trembling slightly, as if she was having a horrible nightmare.
In this dream, Rong Baoer felt as if she was walking in a large endless field of lavender flowers, not far away was a majestic and majestic castle.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of lavender, but Rong Bao'er was walking quickly along the path, her heart beating wildly, wanting to enter that old castle urgently.
As the castle approached, Rong Baoer's heart became very tense.
The castle in front of her was both familiar and unfamiliar, as if it contained the most important thing to her.
"Squeak."
When she came to the entrance of the castle, the heavy castle door opened slowly, and the scene inside the castle gradually appeared in front of her eyes.
The gray city walls are covered with dark green vines, on which light pink and dark red flowers quietly bloom, like delicate little horns.
The European-style garden in front is full of white roses, surrounded by trimmed and lifelike green plants, and the huge fountain is shining with bright water, which looks radiant under the sunlight.
"Mommy!"
Just as Rong Baoer was immersed in the picturesque scenery in front of her, a sweet girl's voice came from behind her.
She turned her head quickly, but only saw Mo wearing a pink princess dress, running quickly towards one of the small castles.
A familiar kindness rose in Rong Bao'er's heart, and she immediately took steps to chase after the little figure, "Who are you? Stop!"
"Mommy, come and chase me!"
The girl's childish voice was as clear as silver bells, which made Rong Bao'er speed up, followed the pink skirt into the independent castle, and stepped on the thick Persian carpet to the room on the second floor.
The door of the room was open, and the room was luxurious and noble. The plush carpet covered the room, the crystal lamp shone with intoxicating light, and the walls were covered with luxurious and famous paintings.
Just when Rong Bao'er was perplexed and searched for the little girl who couldn't see her face clearly, a tall figure suddenly appeared, and her big hands grabbed her wrist like pliers, "Bao'er!"
"call--!"
Rong Baoer exclaimed in shock, opened her eyes and sat up, only to realize that everything just now was just a ridiculous dream.
She sighed, feeling the cold sweat on her forehead and back.
With lingering fears in her heart, Rong Bao'er hurried to the bathroom to wash her face, and then came out in shock, and looked at the cradle next to her, Ozawa was still sleeping soundly.
Rong Bao'er bent down, stretched out her finger and pointed at Ozawa's delicate face, which was full of maternal brilliance.