Book3:WereMyDreamIs
书迷正在阅读：街头卖艺的舞蹈家 , (原创女主)火影穿越文-愿望 , 掠夺（NP 高干 ) , 见远山 , 爹爹轻点疼(1v1) , 失真（gl/纯百） , 禁忌 , 美人他又哭又叫还过瘾 , 竞技战斗 , 醉梦风月录 , 春庭禁 , 理想国
hegroupofprospectivebridesdressedintheireborateweddinggowns.Aishatookoffherveil,revealingherbeautifulfeatures.Tracesoftearswerestilldisable,butshehadquicklyrevertedbacktohernormalcalmanddignifieddemeanor,sayingtothebeauties, “Mydearsisters,wouldyoualleoverhereplease?ThereissomethingIwouldliketotalktoyouabout…Pleasedonotcryoverspiltmilk.What’sdoneisdoneandotbeundone.Shedafewtearsifyoumust,buttheoverit.Everycloudhasasilverlining.Pleaseeoverhere,therearethingsIalktoyouabout…”LotusandAngelicawerestillsobbing,butwhentheyheardAisha’swordstheyulledDornaupfromthefloorwhereshewasrollingaround,gandshouting,throwingafit.Theypickeduptheshoesshehadkickedofftofar-offersandputthembaherfeet.Theotherbeautieswalkedslowlyback,theireyespuffedfr,theirexpressionsbleakandsorrowfulliketenderandfragileblossomsthathadbeenhitbyanuedthuorm.Theirsnowwhiteweddinggorinkledanddirtiedbydustanddirtonthefloorofthechurch,aswelsstaiheirowninnumerabletears.Astheyearher,Aishahuggedthemandpattedtheirbafthem,doingherbesttosoothandassuagetheirwoundedhearts.Itwasinthistimeofcrisisahatsheshowedherselftobearealqueenindeed.Withabaeoffieel,sheputasideherpersonalfeelingsandquicklycalmedthebeautiesdownandgainedtroloverthechaoticsituation.Thebeautiessoonre-formedtwoorderlyrowsbeforethealtarandAishawalkedtothepcewheretheoldpastorhadstood.Sheclearedherthroatandsaidemotionally, “KingDimitrihasleft…Heleftalone,allbyhimself,…leaviofusinthismundaneworld…Thoughheisgone,Idohathehasabandonedusandthatwehavebeeed.Orary,Ifeelwearegreatlylovedbyhirdingtohim,ourhappinessisnotfaraway.Itissomewherewithinreach.Ithinkhehashisownreasonforthinkingso.KingDimitrihasalwaysbeeruthful;thereisnotraceoffakenessordeceptionabouthim.Itisthekindofpersonheis…Atthesametimeyouhaveallheardwhatjusthappened.HeisrushingbacktotheKingdomofDreams,whichisfagadireandunpretedcrisis.Itisatthecriticalpointpoisedbetweensurvivandcolpse.KingDimitrimustfaceastrongenemyandprotecthissubjects.Theburdenonhisshouldersisheavyithiscriticalperiodoftime,wesimplyotcreateanyfurtherdemandsonhimanddistracthimfromhismission.Theonlythingwedonowistolivewell,withoutacts.ThisisourwayofsharingtheheavyburdenonourbelovedKingDimitri’sshoulders.Don’tyouthinkso?So,wemustliveashedirected,seekthehappihathepromisedusishandandliveahappylife.Itistheonlywayayhimforwhathehaddoneforus.Don’tyouthinkso?”Aishastoodbeforethealtartalkingtothebeauties.Althoughshewasnotwearingthesparklingandglitteringroyal,herregaldemeanorandpoiseprovedhertobeQueenoftheKingdomofDreams.Shestoppedforamomentandthentinued, “Durifewdays,IhavebeenthinkingDimitri’swordsanddeedsandIcametotheclusionthathereallyisnotaan.Hebesaidtobeanunusuandsingurman.Heislikeapyfullittlefairywholovestotourtheworld.Nooneknowswherehecamefromorwherehewantstogo.Nooneforetellwhenhewouldeorwhenhewouldgo.Heappearswhenheissupposedtoandthenleaves,asuableasthewind.Ihehastakenontherolesofadestituteblindhomelessperson,afabulouslyrichtrillionairewhosefortuneisofmythicalproportions,andtherolemostfamiliartous,thatofKin