The Whispering Verses Chapter 1621: The fused soul

Shad's voice was caught by Lesia, and the red-haired girl raised her head and looked at the **** the stage monologue:

"Yes, let's take a look at how small folk groups interpret the modern meaning of ancient fairy tales of this era. Oh, Shade, shut up and watch the show."

As he spoke, he took Shade's right hand with his left hand and held it tightly. Although Shade didn't quite understand the connection between holding his hand and shutting his mouth, he still watched the drama honestly.

The performance started at 7:20 and ended at around 9:10, when the last scene was performed. To be honest, although Shade doesn't know much about the art of opera, he can still tell the difference between the performance here and the performance in a regular opera house. However, such a folk theater performance can bring the actors closer to the audience, which is completely different from watching a show in a distant box with a telescope.

This more real and simple performance was recognized by the audience. After the performance, the actors who took the curtain call received very warm applause.

After the show, the audience discussed the content of the performance and left in twos and threes. Shade and Lesia left last because they were in the last row. Before they left the yard, the girl who had not yet taken off her makeup and was holding up the skirt of the cumbersome skirt hurriedly walked through the door on the low wall:

"Please wait, Detective Hamilton!"

Lecia took Shade's hand, so Shade stopped, turned around and looked at the girl in her twenties curiously:

"Hello, do you know me?"

The girl wearing makeup smiled and nodded:

"Yes, Miss Louisa mentioned that you are coming tonight, and she also said that you must be the most handsome person. Before I went on stage, I was wondering if I could tell the difference. When I saw your face just now, I I know you must be Shad Hamilton."

This was the first time for Shade to praise someone in this way. At least there was a smile on Lesia's face.

"Thank you for coming to our performance. Miss Louisa has given great support to our Jasmine Opera Company."

She lowered her head and bowed to Shade, who quickly moved away:

"You can go and thank Dorothy in person."

"Miss Louisa never lets us thank her."

She said again without disturbing Shade any more:

"We know that you are familiar with her. Is it convenient for you to pass this on to her?"

She handed Shade the script for tonight’s performance:

"Miss Louisa said this is her teaching material."

Lesia on the side smiled and squeezed Shade's hand, and Shade knew that it would be used in class next Saturday.

"No problem."

"Goodbye then, Mr. Hamilton. Farewell, the pretty red-haired lady."

She did not delay Shade and Lesia any longer, and said goodbye to them politely. Shade and Lesia also said goodbye to her, and then left the yard and returned to the street together.

"How do you feel?"

Because it was already dark and there were not many people on the street, Her Royal Highness the Princess boldly took Shade’s arm.

"A very good performance, a very good date."

"Look, I don't just mind my own business every day. I don't always go to the opera house for appointments arranged by me."

She seemed to be trying to explain to Shade why she hadn't come to see Shade often recently, but Shade suddenly kissed her on the corner of the lips. Lesia was stunned for a moment while touching her lips, and then a flower-like smile bloomed on her face.

They boarded the carriage in Anthem Square and returned to No. 6 St. Teresa Square. Shade thought that after Lesia stayed at home for a while, she would offer to return to Yodel Palace. After all, he rarely saw Lesia. Ya spent the night outside the Yodel Palace on weekends. But when they entered the second floor of the home, the enthusiastic girl hugged Shade directly on the sofa and threw him down.

This action is exactly the same as Agelina's.

Shad had no chance to speak again that night. He couldn't even say hello to little Mia who poked her head out of the bedroom. Lesia fully demonstrated to him the passion of the princess, and that fiery emotion made the two souls embrace each other more closely, showing their respective hearts in the long lonely night.

When the Monday morning sun shone through the cracks in the curtains into the bedroom on the second floor of No. 6 St. Teresa Square, Lesia opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling. She felt again that if she could really become Dorothy Qian, how wonderful it would be to throw away the glory and power of the family and stay with Shade as a common girl.

At this time, Shade had gone to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Mia followed him, trying to make some "pre-dinner snacks" before eating. Lesia lazily sat up from the bed and simply combed her long red hair with her hands.

I adjusted the buttons of my ruffled pajamas and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up when a familiar voice suddenly came to my ears:

"You actually asked Shade to cook?"

"Huh?"

This is not the voice of "another me", but more like Dorothy's voice.

"Dorothy?"

Lecia asked in surprise, looking at every corner of the room, and then realized that Dorothy could not appear here before the day of the red butterfly came.

She tried to ask in her mind, and after getting a positive answer, she confirmed her identity with some little secrets that even Shade didn't know.

"Before you fell asleep last night, I realized that I could suddenly hear your voice."

Dorothy stood in the bathroom of the apartment on Quill Street, and her voice explained in the ear of Lesia, who was in bedroom No. 6 of Saint Teresa Square:

"This is not mandatory. It is controlled by mental power. It can be very simple to close and open this cross-space dialogue. It is even more convenient than our active exchange, but we also need to jointly control the opening and closing. But It is not easy to detect such a low whisper without paying attention. You were too absorbed in it last night and ignored me at all. I listened to it for several hours..."

Even though she was very familiar with it, Lesia still blushed with embarrassment.

While Lesia went to the bathroom to wash up, Dorothy, who was also washing up in her own apartment, taught her how to achieve this convenient conversation at any time. The writer made several attempts last night for the sake of her sleep quality. hours to explore this new capability.

In order to verify the safety of this conversation, Lesia even maintained communication with Dorothy and walked around Shade several times. But apart from Mia looking at her curiously, Shade didn't notice anything unusual at all.

So at the breakfast table, Lesia told Shade about her new "connection" with Dorothy in a tone of talking about something new. On the morning of this new week, Xia De, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly changed his expression. But in order not to worry Lesia, he suppressed his worries and did not show his emotions too much:

"Your relationship continues to strengthen?"

"Yes, although we could exchange information by exchanging souls before, it is not as convenient as this after all."

The beautiful princess is very happy with this change:

"Wait until Dorothy and I learn how to convert 'heart sounds' into real sounds. Even if one of us is not with you, we can still participate in the conversation... Oh, Dorothy said there is no way So, she tried it last night, and it was not a 'heart sound', but something more complicated, so there was no way to convey it."

Shad pursed his lips and didn’t know what to say. Lecia saw his emotions:

"Are you worried?"

"Of course I'm worried. Moreover, it doesn't seem like you actively want to integrate, but a natural change."

Lecia looked at him with a smile, as if she was not worried at all about losing her current self and becoming someone else:

"Knight, then take action to 'save' your princesses. Dorothy and I will fully cooperate with all your requests, as long as you think it is beneficial to us. Even for you , we will not choose to actively become one."

She shook her finger at Shade:

"There is only one request. You cannot tell others about the uniqueness of Dorothy and I. The only people who fully understand this matter now are you and the pair of red butterflies at Fort Midhill. I don’t want anything else. People know about us.”

"I understand."

Xia De lowered his head and said.

"But why?"

After sending Lesia, who left with the film in the foyer, into the carriage that Agelina was riding in, he looked at Mia above and said softly.

Little Mia said "meow~" and didn't understand what it meant. "She" in her ear said softly:

[This is indeed not their own choice, but a natural process of further integration of souls and "other me". Last night you had close contact with Lecia Cavendish's soul, and the entire transformation process was observed. 】

"Why didn't you..." last night?

[Telling you this, could you suddenly stop and tell Lesia Cavendish that you are leaving now to find Luvia Anat to help solve the problem? 】

Xia De thought about the scene for a moment:

"Very humorous. If I had done that, well...I would have been punched unconscious and not woken up until this morning."

He closed his eyes and patted his face to calm down. He planned to take the last demon gold coin and go to Luvia to inquire about the situation.

Suddenly he heard the sound of Mia jumping up the stairs. He opened his eyes and saw the cat trotting all the way to his feet, meowing for him to pick him up. When Shade picked up little Mia, the orange and white cat meowed docilely while squinting its eyes and rubbing its face against Shade's chest.

Xia De had a smile on his face:

"I always feel that you are not as smart as a cat."

But Mia’s action still calmed down Shade:

"There is no way to solve the problem in haste. Now that the problem has been discovered, it is better than not knowing anything."

He gently rubbed the cat's little head and walked towards the basement.