shut up!The palace refuses to flirt!

Ortheya's mind was a little messed up, she seldom walked back to the royal court with a cold face and pursed lips, she was in a trance along the way.

Novia?It's been a long time since I heard this name, and it still came out of her mouth.

Orthea clenched her fists, and lowered her eyes to hide the sadness and anger in her eyes. Novia, the goddess of life, obviously already has such a noble status, one of the three gods of creation.Why did you leave the summit of the gods, why? !Why are you standing against me? !obviously...

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath to calm down, and when she opened her eyes again, she was much calmer, but she still looked cold.The warmth and warmth in the weekdays are gone, and it is freezing cold.

If Novia.She recalled the aura she felt from Yimo's body, which was both familiar and strange, very similar to that of Novia back then!But it shouldn't be.

Orthea's eyes flickered, and there was a look of deep thought in her eyes. She remembered that she had set gold fingers at the beginning, but it was not Novia, the goddess of life, and with her pride, how could she be inferior to a little girl? in the ring!Even if it's because of the seal, let alone whether anyone has the ability to seal her in a ring, it's impossible for there to be no movement for more than 6000 years.The pride in Novia's bones has never been inferior to that of Orthea, so there must be something wrong with some link.

Orthea frowned, and slowed down her pace. It was true that she had only repelled Novia and sealed Nicholas more than 6000 years ago, but Novia's freedom was not controlled. Dian became a Fallen Angel.

That is to say, Nicholas should be in the Demon Race now, and I don’t know which personality has awakened...

The more Orthea thought about it, the more headache she got, and finally she gave up thinking alone with a blank expression.Sensing that there were gradually people around her, she adjusted her emotions, and once again put a familiar gentle smile on her lips, and the coldness in her eyes faded away, and she looked warm again.

Pretend, who wouldn't?So many years of etiquette education is not for nothing.Ortheya complained silently in her heart, and was going to look for Yimo later... Oh no, it was quite late, she looked at the sky, and silently considered whether to go to Miss Godslayer.

"Lord Heather." Just as she was thinking, a surprised voice came from behind her: "Great, I finally found you."

Orthea looked back and saw that it was Beria.

The silver-haired elf stopped and looked back, with a usual smile on his lips, softened the sharpness between his brows and said: "Huh? Beria, what can I do for you?"

"Lord Heather." Belia suppressed her excitement and saluted quickly, and looked at her with a slightly excited smile: "Her Majesty invites you to the royal court banquet."

"Huh?" Orthea blinked suspiciously: "Banquet? What kind of banquet?"

"After Her Majesty returned from retreat, the High Priest specially held a banquet for Her Majesty in order to express her congratulations. Most of the elves went there to celebrate the Queen, and...and..." She bit her lip, her face Flushed with excitement: "Elvish has entered the carnival night today."

Carnival Night?Orthea was surprised, and subconsciously looked up at the moon, it wasn't a full moon night.

"Ah, it's not the birthday of the goddess." Beria waved his hand: "It's just because the atmosphere is very good today, and everyone is very happy, so we let go."

The birthday of the goddess of nature is also the night of the full moon. Every year when the moon is at its fullest, the elves will have a grand carnival on that day for thousands of years, and there is the famous goddess birthday in the mainland.

"Master Heather, are you going?" Beria stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture.

"I'm so happy." Orthea hooked her lips and nodded back, but didn't hold her hand: "Then let's go."

Beria didn't care either, and straightened up with a smile to lead the way.

"You may not arrive tomorrow morning if you walk like this." Orthea raised her eyebrows, stepped forward and grabbed her arm with a chuckle, and asked, "In the palace?"

Beria was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.Then they suddenly felt the howling wind blowing past their ears, and the next second they were already at the entrance of the palace.

Beria was stunned at the door in a daze, and suddenly reacted with a jerk when he touched Orthea's playful and smiling eyes.Touching his cheek subconsciously, he said, "Teleportation? No, this is the wind movement technique? You have practiced so fast and so steadily?!"

Seeing her shocked eyes, Orthea raised her eyebrows noncommittally, and pointed to the palace. Her elegant and melodious voice recalled Beria's fluttering thoughts: "The palace is here, shall we go in?"

"Ah?" Belia blinked, looked away, and suddenly woke up after meeting the handsome guard's curious eyes: "Go in? Oh go in! Of course go in! Don't delay, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time gone."

The corner of Ortheya's mouth twitched, she shook her head helplessly and made a definition in her heart: an interesting and jumpy little guy.Well, it's just a little wordy.

The somewhat verbose Beria pushed open the door and led her into a carnival feast.Orthea was stunned after entering, and almost didn't recognize that this was the palace of the royal court on weekdays.It also almost brought back some memories of her long ago.

Entering the palace, it can indeed be called a grand scene of carnival.The elegance and nobility of the elves penetrated into their bones, so they were naturally different from... uh, wild and unrestrained orcs.

Orthea looked at it casually, some elves danced lightly, some chatted happily with others, and a group of handsome men and beauties had a feast for the eyes.

Of course, the most dazzling people among them are the elves in the center.

The silver-haired elf strolled into the palace, and the white robe was occasionally lifted to reveal the slender white hands, concealing the temptation of abstinence under the gold-edging pattern.The elf's appearance is exquisite and picturesque, and the unique silver hair is also very obvious among the platinum-haired elves. She attracted many people's attention as soon as she entered the door.

Orthea has been here for more than a week, and since meeting Yimo, she hangs out with her from time to time, and she seems to be at ease.Correspondingly, her wandering is not without effect, at least her dazzling face has enough sense of presence among the elves who admire beauty.

"Master Heather." Many elves greeted her with smiles. Although they were very interested in her due to their shy and introverted nature, very few of them actually went up to strike up a conversation.

Thanking them for the etiquette engraved in their bones, Orthea smiled and nodded in return, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.God knows how much harassment she has suffered because of her outstanding appearance. If she hadn't been so powerful that she could beat most of the so-called strong men, the consequences... Orseya said that she didn't want to think about it.

Well, Themis must be so worried that she won't let her come down to the summit of the gods again.

This was a huge blow to Her Majesty the Goddess who had always maintained full curiosity about the mainland.

"Heather." Yimo's eyes were sharp, and he saw Orthea walking over calmly and quickly, and raised his eyebrows.

Maybe it's not just because of her sharp eyes that she can see at a glance?

Orthea heard someone tell her to look over there subconsciously, Yimo's blue eyes contained a playful smile, as if she could see some of her embarrassment at this time.Her face froze slightly, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sharp gleam flashed across her pupils, and she threw a sharp knife at her provocatively.

Yi Mo paused for a moment, then took a sip from a delicate wine glass to cover up without changing his face, my God, did she just see a kitten with fried fur? !

Seeing her reaction, Orseya's face froze again, and a look of annoyance flashed across her eyes, hey, he couldn't control the power!You little brat!

The emotional transformation was only in a short period of time, and almost no one noticed the eye movement between the two just now, and Orthea smiled and nodded in response, and walked quickly to Yimo's side.

Daphne glanced at Orthea with a half-smile, turned her eyes between the two of them, and smiled meaningfully.

"Huh?" Her Majesty the Queen heard the high priest's chuckle, turned around and asked in doubt, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Daphne lowered her eyes, flicked the corners of her unstained clothes, and sat calmly next to Isa, sharing the throne with her: "I just seem to find something interesting."

"Oh?" Isabella moved her butt to make room for her, raised her eyebrows with interest, and asked, "What did you find again? Let me tell you."

"It's not fun to say it." Daphne smiled and touched some of the queen's long hair hanging down her back, and the warm touch spread to Isabella's back through the clothes.The high priest comforted Her Majesty the Queen in a coaxing tone: "You will know after a while."

The queen snorted coldly and turned her head away to ignore her, but quietly relaxed her body and leaned back.

Daphne showed a helpless smile, and then glanced at Orthea and Yimo. Her eyes moved slightly, and then she leaned close to Isa's ear and whispered something.

"I'll tell you when I go back tonight, okay?"

Isa's earlobes were quietly dyed pink. She didn't answer, trying to maintain the dignity and reserve that a queen should have.

Cynthia silently looked away from the two mothers, and suddenly felt a little hot in her eyes, as if something had been forcefully stuffed into her throat.It's a bit uncomfortable, I feel like my spirit has been hit by some kind of crit.

Her Royal Highness pretended to be calm and took a sip of Baihualu. The pure wine slid down her throat and finally felt a little better.She sat indifferently in her seat and drank alone, tasted delicious dishes and fruits, and declined the dance invitation of others with a reserved face.

When Orthea came in, she also noticed that the beautiful elf seemed to be walking on the moonlight, and everything around her became her background board, which immediately stunned Cynthia.Forgive the gaffe of a senior face controler when he saw a beautiful face in a prosperous age, not to mention that Her Royal Highness is just like other elves... ah, it's a more reserved reaction.

When Yimo yelled out Heather, she was also awakened, but she had already spoken, so she was too embarrassed to cut her off.So the little princess looked at the two of them calmly, taking into account those subtle interactions.

Cynthia saw Orthea calmly approaching Yimo, took the cup from Yimo frivolously and held it in her hand, raised her eyebrows and said something to her.

"Drinking alone? That's so boring."

Yi Mo let her take away the wine glass with a blank expression, put his hand on the table, bent his index finger and clasped his fingertips, raised his eyebrows and followed her words to flirt: "Oh? So you want to accompany me? "

"If you want." Orthea squeezed the wine glass, and she only took one sip in the exquisite and small glass. She raised her lips at Yimo and showed an inexplicable smile. Tilting his lips and neck slightly, he drank the wine.

Yi Mo: ... Am I being molested?

Cynthia: ...Why does it feel like there is something more in my mouth, oh my god, it's so unpalatable!

The author has something to say: Discuss with the editor, this book will enter V tomorrow, and three chapters will be dropped! (That’s my kidney QAQ)

Cough cough, to be serious, I haven't abandoned my little cuties in V yet, let me stretch out my paws tomorrow, let me pinch your cute little paws~

(ps: There is a small red envelope (づ￣3￣)づ)