Arad's crooked savior

Turning her head sideways, listening to the strong heartbeat coming from his chest, Alijie slowly raised the corners of her mouth with a sweet smile, which was warm and reassuring.

"elder brother……"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The palms of her hands were gently stroking the hair as thick as a waterfall. The girl who had not yet passed the adult ceremony was already so delicate and pretty. It was hard to imagine that if she were older and longer, she would be able to dominate the beauty of a country.

"Brother, your heartbeat is suddenly a little faster." Alijie muttered, her ability could clearly sense everything about Ye Lin, not only her heartbeat, but also her emotions.

Immediately, Siatt, who was sitting at the back, opened her eyes with a cold light. After seeing that his palms were only lightly resting on her slender waist and hair, she slowly closed her eyes again.

This is a "national heavy industry" and nothing can be done carelessly!

The royal princess of a certain country was celebrating her birthday and was moved to tears by his gorgeous operation. Inadvertently, the coming-of-age ceremony became a "coming-of-age ceremony".

Elizee wrapped her soft arms around his waist, rubbed her face slightly, and murmured: "When Anton was building up the flames, I was actually really scared and panicked."

Slowly running his palms along the delicate silk-like hair, Ye Lin had pity in his eyes and did not say anything. He just listened silently to Ali Jie's heartfelt confession after the war.

After all, who isn’t afraid of death?

Even the invincible man in the demon world, the powerful first apostle, could not resist the temptation of Held's "immortal" water and stayed.

"I'm so scared. If something bad happened to the army in Heaven and the continent of Eton was destroyed in flames, what would happen to the Seventh Empire? It would collapse. After I die, how can I have the dignity to go see and entrust everything in Heaven to Where is my Lord Belayan."

With a whisper that was a little scared and a little tearful, everyone in the cabin was surprised by this and also had strong appreciation.

It turns out that Alicia is not afraid that she will die in the flames, but is worried about the confusing future of the Seventh Empire.

The chief maid Ma Lin, who was sitting quietly in front, slowly changed her eyes from shock to a gentle smile.

That lonely girl sitting in a large and deserted palace has not only grown taller and taller, but her wisdom and ideas have also gradually matured into a monarch-like one.

Silently closing his eyes, Ye Lin sighed, and suddenly hugged Alijie very hard, and whispered next to her red earlobe: "You are not only the emperor of the Seventh Empire, you are also an ordinary girl, so, Do what you want, what you desire.”

Alijie blinked her big eyes and raised her little face with undisguised surprise, "Do you support me doing that?"

"Of course, I support you unconditionally."

As soon as he said the words, his eyes suddenly became a little dull.

Palace Maid Marin doesn't know what Alijie wants to do, nor does her playmate Feiyan, and perhaps Regent Jurgen doesn't know either.

Jackett once rejected Alijie's request, but now he has probably forgotten about it.

Alijie, she always wanted to go home and see her ordinary and great parents.

…

It was already midnight when we returned to Ghent Palace.

Alijie was in high spirits. At the gate of the palace, she announced that the war had ended in victory and a celebration would be held. She also wanted to make this day a festival of some commemorative significance.

It is estimated that early the next morning, newspapers of victory will be scattered all over the streets and every household.

Of course, the news of victory had actually spread long ago, but a ceremonial message, announced from the mouth of the emperor, was still necessary.

Although the palace was brightly lit, Alicia still endured her excitement and quickly fell asleep after bathing and changing clothes. There were still many things to deal with tomorrow, and it would not be feasible if she was tired after staying up all night.

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"I'm far away in the Delos Palace, and you can make my princess look good. I need to reward you well."

Isabella held his cheek with her slender fingers, smiling, and gently kissed him. Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were tender.

The white line of defense was left undefended, attracting entangled intruders who plundered the sweet and refreshing food, causing a little hypoxia-like dizziness.

The heart of the Third Princess bloomed like clouds in the sky because she was "free".

Although Leon has always loved her, he still cannot tolerate her willfulness in certain key matters.

For example, she often sneaks out with Cyrus and conducts private visits incognito. She does not look like a royal majesty at all, which Leon once scolded her for.

In the past, Lyon would send Human as an errand boy, but he was actually responsible for supervision. This made her upset, and she really disliked the fat man who was "sleek" both in his work and in his figure.

It wasn't until Ye Lin half-forced to disclose his identity as the "Sword God" at the Qinglong Conference that the empire's spies immediately passed the news back to Weitalun, causing countless nobles to be horrified.

From then on, no one dared to nag her again.

Both Humann and Duke Brandt kept silent and did not dare to speak any more. After all, in name, the Third Princess was still the fiancée of the sword god.

If you continue to chatter, I'm afraid the roof will be lifted off with a sword.

Others began to turn a blind eye, but the eldest princess, Celia, felt vaguely uncomfortable and inexplicably irritable.

She had always felt that the eldest prince Fann was too sharp-edged. He had openly expressed his desire for the throne, which would inevitably displease Leon, who had an equally sharp personality.

The much-loved third princess Isabella is also an optimist, not interested in political affairs, and loves to take risks.

As Lyon is getting older, he who serves as a diplomat in important positions in the empire and enjoys a reputation among civilians is the most likely person to inherit the throne.

However, she recently felt more and more that her father, Leon, paid more attention to Isabella.

Now, Isabella can travel as far as she wants with just Cyrus, not even the Iron Wolf Knights. This is a rare first for the Delos royal family who pays attention to pomp and circumstance!

Freedom, within the strict royal family of the empire, was an extremely luxurious word.

She couldn't understand what her father had in mind.

…

Snapped!

With a clean and crisp palm strike, the fat meat trembled and released into light waves. Although the Third Princess carried a double A-level scenic spot, as a god of war who pays attention to the use of leg power, the fat connecting the thighs is quite round. Not vulgar.

"I have already felt with my own hands that I can have a son." Ye Lin vowed.

"Bah, this princess is only twenty years old. When I have the character of the curator, I will think about it again."

Isabella held the table forward with both hands, and unconsciously lowered her head to glance at Pingwuqi. It was a waste of physical protection.

"Sure enough~" She lamented in despair and murmured in shame: "The later the better, anyway, I can't be the first, otherwise I will be hungry."

The fat meat was soft and elastic, warm and fragrant, and seemed to be the best taste in the world. He smacked it loudly, and then Ye Lin raised his head and teased: "Are you going to drink it?"

"Oh, you think I think so, but not everyone is like the curator, who expresses his autumn mood with every frown."

Probably because she had a strong obsession with something that she couldn't get no matter how hard she tried, the third princess suddenly spoke in a surprising voice and muttered: "I still want to try it, justice will come."

Ye Lin had already stood up. The white hairband was tied around his ankles, like a pair of exquisite shackles. He supported the fat man and said righteously: "Its growth is not only your responsibility, but also my responsibility."

Her slender neck was like a white swan singing high-pitchedly. The third princess propped herself up on the table, her sharp-knuckled fingers unconsciously clenching into fists.

The attack speed was relatively slow, but each strike was steady and powerful. It was so dense that a leyline oscillator was buried in the long river embankment. The continuous attacks and the strong pressure of the terrain failed to destroy the equipment, and could only scream like dying.

"I think it's getting late..."

The Third Princess held the table, her God of War knees shaking slightly, her nutrition had been greatly supplemented.

"Well, let me help you go to the bed and lie down."

There were two pillows placed behind Isabella, her eyes were intoxicating, but her legs, which were somewhat numb and unconscious, were getting closer and closer to her shoulders.

…

next day

The third princess's eyebrows were bright, her face was radiant and her cheeks were rosy. However, she did not dare to wear the tight pants she was accustomed to. Instead, she wore a white skirt that hung down to her ankles. She walked lightly with an elegant posture and sat in the courtyard making tea and eating breakfast. Pretending to be fine.