The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 672 Elf Prince (19)

Fenghua was listening to the interesting stories that Mr. Maloof said, and caught a glimpse of Bethel out of the corner of his eye.

The fair-born and beautiful elf quietly took a sip of the red wine with two small hands, frowned, two bright red spots appeared on her cheeks, and took another sip after swallowing.

She didn't stop her, Mei Mu turned back and asked, "And then? Can the princess be rescued?"

Mr. Maloof shook his head and sighed, "No. That dragon is so powerful. Many dragon slaying warriors who went to that mountain ended up being silent."

"Everyone said that the warriors were eaten by the dragon, and there were not even bones left, so over time, even if the king raised the reward for rescuing the princess and killing the dragon, the number of warriors who went to slay the dragon became less and less. .”

"Finally, it wasn't until the king ordered that whoever could rescue the princess from the evil dragon would marry the princess to him, which attracted the princes from neighboring countries..."

The more Fenghua listened to it, the more he felt that this story was so familiar.

Isn't it just one of the fairy tales, the dragon and the princess?

She blinked, a flash of light flashed in her dark red pupils like jewels, and she suddenly had an idea.

……

After dinner, Mrs. Maloof ordered the servant to take Fenghua and Bethel to the room to rest.

Fenghua stood up, "Bethel..."

She turned to look.

Bethel sat obediently on the seat in front of the dining table, her fair and tender face was blushing, as if dyed with two touches of delicate and moving rouge, her ice blue and dark red pupils were watery, filled with a hint of drunkenness.

Pure and charming.

"...Frances...a big...person." The drunk elf held a transparent empty wine glass left over from drinking, and even his voice was soft and sweet, "...Drink it well, you... want it Don't want to take a sip?"

Next to her, Maria, who was obediently drinking milk, flung herself into the soft and fragrant arms of her mother, Mrs. Maloof, with a shy face, and said sweetly and coquettishly, "Mommy, Mommy, can I marry Belle when I grow up?" Searle?"

Her Majesty the Queen smiled slightly, and answered her in her heart: No, yes, yes, oh.

If it were any other woman who had evil intentions and dared to covet her family's male favorite, Fenghua would definitely be rude to her.

But Maria was just an underage girl, Fenghua only took her childish words and didn't take them seriously.

Mrs. Maloof obviously couldn't take it seriously, touched her daughter's reddish-brown hair, and said with a smile: "Maria, what about this question, Mommy doesn't care, you have to ask our honorable and lovely little guest Beth It’s up to you whether you agree or not.”

So, Maria withdrew from her mother's arms, jumped off the seat, stepped on the wooden floor with her little red bowknot leather shoes, ran to Bethel, and asked reservedly and shyly, "Bethel, you are so pretty, I want to marry when I grow up, do you think it's okay?"

"..."

Bethel didn't give the little girl a look, turned around, stretched out two white and tender hands towards Fenghua, and spit out a drunken word from the bright red mouth: "Hug."

It's really cute.

Fenghua's aunt's heart suddenly softened into a ball, and she gently and delicately hugged the little child.

Bethel breathed softly on her fair neck, her ice-silver long hair stuck to her cheeks that were as red as rouge, and lay on her shoulders, her little head moved, and she unconsciously shouted: "Mrs. Lower Bethel... oh."

There was a clear and deep experience of being abandoned, and even the murmur after drunk was afraid of being left behind by her.

Such a Bethel is really heartbreaking for an old mother.

Fenghua raised his hand and patted the elf's back lightly, whispering in his ear: "Don't worry, I won't abandon you, and I will never abandon you."

She said every word, like a promise.

It was introduced into Bethel's ears in a blur, causing the petal-like bright red lips to bend slightly.

Smile sweetly.

The elf said in a soft voice, intermittently: "I like it... Bethel really likes it... Lady Frances."

"Ding! Target character Bethel, favorability +5, strategy completion 40!"

……

Bethel's voice was sweet and soft, and it only sounded in Fenghua's ears like a whisper in a dream. Even if she was called 'Mrs. The dark goddess who infested Satan's demons.

Therefore, Fenghua hugged the elf who looked like a drunk child, nodded to Mr. and Mrs. Maloof, thanked them for their hospitality with a smile, and then followed the servant in black and white maid outfit to the guest's room .

As for Maria, whose marriage proposal was rejected after her love proposal was rejected...

He suffered huge physical and mental blows one after another.

Wow cry out.

The kind that can't be coaxed well.

……

Carrying Bethel to the guest room, the servant raised the hem of the skirt and bowed slightly to leave, "Dear Miss Frances, if you have anything to do, please ring the bell beside the bed."

"OK, thanks."

The servant closed the door, Fenghua tried to put the elf on the bed, but Bethel hugged her neck tightly and refused to let go.

"Bethel, be good, let go and go to bed..." Her Majesty coaxed Bethel to lie on the bed obediently like an old mother.

Fenghua folded her hips and breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no one else around, and the spell to cover up the face of the elves also required divine power. Once she used too much, she might fall into a deep sleep again after exhausting the little divine power she had saved with great difficulty.

That would be bad.

So Fenghua withdrew his divine power.

Bethel, who was lying on the big soft bed, returned to the original appearance of the elf, with two ice-silver wings fluttering unconsciously, extremely beautiful.

Fenghua couldn't help but possessed himself and kissed him.

——Of course the kiss was on the face.

Facing such a white and tender little bun, Her Majesty the Empress is not so beastly yet.

After the kiss, Fenghua was about to back away, but Bethel, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened her slender and dense black eyelashes...

Eyes wide open.

Her Majesty: This is more embarrassing.

Bethel's fair and tender face was blushing, she pursed her petal-like lips, and asked, "Master Frances, what were you... just doing?"

Fenghua coughed.

Feng Daxie Hua, who has seen the big winds and waves in the world, quickly calmed down, adjusted his facial expression in just a second, and told the innocent elf who was blinking, "Kiss you."

The words fall.

She lowered her head and kissed him again.

This time it's lips.

Soft and thin, with a slightly drunk and sweet wine aroma.

Fenghua: ...It feels good to be a bird.

Bethel's pupils suddenly widened, his slender and curled black eyelashes trembled, and his lips were pursed tightly.

On the lips, somewhere, like fire.

There was a kind of... crazy joy in my heart.

"Ding! Target character Bethel, favorability +5, strategy completion 45!"

(End of this chapter)