[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Although the hunting had stopped, the elf father and son did not return to the palace, but stayed in this open space.

It's not to prove those illusory courage or any traditions, it's simply that the sky here can always be clearer, not covered by the mist of the foggy mountains, and you can see the starry sky at night.

It is not an easy day to have a day to look at the stars together. This is an activity that the Queen of the Jungle used to like, and Thranduil has continued this now.

Legolas, who had spent a lot of energy crying, obviously didn't have that much energy, and fell asleep in Thranduil's arms after eating two berries at noon.

The Elf King is not used to holding a little one. He may be able to control his kingdom, but he often has nothing to do with his little prince.Originally, he wanted to put the little prince on the soft cushion, but as long as Thranduil wanted to dodge a little, or Olivier stretched out his hand to hug the little prince away, the sleeping Legolas would With a snort, the little golden eyebrows furrowed tightly.

This kind of small action would directly stop the movements of the two big elves, and then carefully put the little golden baby back to its original place. The King of the Jungle could only hug the soft little thing and remain motionless.

"Taking care of green leaves has never been an easy task." Olivier sat beside Thranduil, the soft grass on the ground was like a natural green cushion, and it was not uncomfortable to sit on.

Thranduil looked down at the little son in his arms, and nodded. Even though he had always doted on Legolas, it was rare for Thranduil to see the little prince so tormenting.

Olivier just smiled, he knew that his ada didn't mind, Legolas was a magical elf, he could be loved by any elf, let alone Thranduil.

Olivier could see Sisi not far away. The red-haired elf was standing there holding his sword, his eyes were looking into the distance in vigilance, his back was straight and motionless, and he obviously didn't realize that the elf prince was looking at him.

"You have grown up, Olivier." Thranduil, who was holding Legolas, did not insist on maintaining the dignity of the king, but also sat next to Olivier, the king of the jungle with long golden hair Some of the hair of the little prince and the little prince are entangled together, and the color is similar, so it is impossible to tell whose hair it is.I only heard Thranduil say, "When I was your age, I already had my own lover."

Olivier tilted his head and laughed: "Nana must have been beautiful back then."

Thranduil also showed a rare smile, with some nostalgia: "She is beautiful and good enough. I am very lucky to choose the right and beloved person."

Olivier smiled and narrowed his eyes, happy to hear the good things about his parents.

Maybe it's because he hates all kinds of creatures who covet his father. No one can stop someone's love, but Nana just passed away less than a year ago, which is enough to make Olivier bored.

However, Thranduil's purpose is obviously not to tell about his past. He gently supported the little prince's slumped head with his hand, and tried to make his voice soft so as not to disturb the little prince's dream: "You are here too. At this age, my son."

Olivier blinked, and suddenly realized that Ada seemed to be concerned about his lifelong affairs?

The elf prince didn't care much about this, so he sounded a little careless: "It's not urgent, ada, I just didn't meet the right one."

Thranduil didn't say any more, he just glanced at Olivier lightly, and then focused on fighting the little prince who grabbed his hair.

Leaning his back against the tree trunk, Olivier closed his eyes slightly, feeling the refreshing autumn wind blowing on his face.

Gradually, drowsiness struck, and Olivier fell asleep.

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This afternoon, by Thranduil's side, Olivier didn't have a dream, which is something to be thankful for. Before he was sure that Vidi was harmless, Olivier didn't want to see him again.

But half asleep and half awake, Olivier vaguely felt that his head was resting on a soft pillow, and the pillow had a fragrant smell, like fresh grass in the morning.

Olivier rolled over and wanted to bury his face in the pillow, like he did every morning, but it was just an idea, because he found that the pillow had a strange elasticity, and it would not allow him to bury his face at all. Bury it.

The eldest prince grunted, seemed a little dissatisfied, shook his head, and the next second, he heard a voice in his ears.

"Get up when you wake up."

The voice was cold and clear, low and magnetic, and strangely familiar.

Olivier opened his eyes suddenly, turned over, and met a pair of beautiful turquoise eyes in a daze.There was no joy or anger in those eyes, but this gap in position made Olivier unable to turn his head for a while.

Thranduil, who no longer had the little prince in his arms, still didn't get up. The reason was that the elder son who had just fallen asleep spontaneously rubbed against him, and woke up after Legolas and went to study the flowers next to him. At that moment, Olivier went even further and rubbed against the leg of the king of elves.

This is not a comfortable position for Thranduil, because Olivier is different from Legolas. He is an adult, even if his head is quite heavy, and Thranduil can't move his body at all, he always sits It's not fun here.Olivier also realized this, so he immediately wanted to sit up, and wanted to get up immediately, but Thranduil pressed him back with a look.

"Pick yourself up." Thranduil said calmly, looking at Olivier who was sitting next to him with a confused expression on his face.

Olivier immediately smoothed his hair casually with his hands, then quickly smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, and smiled at Thranduil.

Only then did Thranduil wave his hand, and Olivier immediately got up and walked towards Legolas.

The little prince was studying a yellow flower on the ground, and reached out to touch it.Olivier doesn't seem to have the face to face his own ada now, after all he has grown up, and he actually fell on ada's lap like a cub... God, if Sisi sees this, I'm afraid he will laugh at me for a long time.

"Olivier, you're awake, Ada told me not to disturb you." Legolas looked at Olivier who was squatting beside him, and said with a smile.

Olivier touched his hair, did not answer, but changed the subject: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the potion." The little prince said seriously, "Sev said that all beautiful plants are potions."

Legolas still remembered Severus, which surprised Olivier a bit.His eyes turned to the small flower, and he stretched out his hand, trying to touch it gently with magic power, and found that the yellow flower did not have any consciousness of self-resistance.

He did remember that Sisicao back then could jump very far when poked.

This is not a potion, Olivier knew in his heart, but he would not tell Legolas that the little prince should discover something by himself.

At this time, the sun was already sinking. Olivier looked at the sky and said, "It should be a good weather tonight."

Legolas looked at the sky with bright eyes: "Olivier, do you think I can see shooting stars?" Then, the little prince smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Will it be fun this time?" Human beings were dropped by meteors?"

Olivier smiled: "I don't know if there are meteors, but humans will not be smashed out."

"But that's how Sev and the others came."

"It's a long story..."

"Just tell me!"

Olivier was at a loss for words for a while, he looked left and right for help, and when he saw Sisi, Olivier waved to him.The chief bodyguard next to the prince walked over quickly, saluted, and heard Olivier ask him in a low voice: "Cersi, can you tell stories?"

Ceci gave Olivier a surprised look, then shook his head.

Olivier pursed his lips, as if trying to stimulate Sisi's talent for storytelling: "Then have you ever heard a story called Rapunzel?"

Sisi's eyes widened slightly, and then she still shook her head, her voice soft: "No, Your Highness, this is like a human story."

"Because I've told him all the elf stories. Hundreds of years, that's a long time." Olivier pursed his lips, trying to divert the little prince's attention in another way.But before that, he turned to Sisi and asked, "How is the growth of the woods?"

Sisi smiled and said, "Very good, Your Highness, the elves' spells are always effective."

"What is Alves doing?"

"Check the gift list, my lord, Lin Gu is always generous."

This is not good news, the king of the forest valley is using money to impress his ada, but Olivier didn't say anything, the most important thing now is to let those young saplings grow up quickly.

That meant money, and a happy life for Thranduil.

Olivier, who was thinking about something, didn't notice Ceci's gaze. His gaze was exactly the same as Olivier looked at him just now. His gaze was soft and warm, and stayed on the cheek of the jungle prince for a long time. .

It was Thranduil's cold gaze and the sudden pain that made Sisi look back.

"Hmm." Sisi snorted, her lips turned white.

Olivier glanced at him, but Sisi had already turned his head, seeming to be in the situation around him.

Prince Jungle was going to find a way to help his younger brother divert his interest, but when he turned his head, Sisi's expression became complicated. He covered his arm, and the pain did not weaken at all, but became more and more intense. This forced Sisi to quickly leave the camp and walk into the dense forest. Only then did he groan in pain, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Just now, there was pain here, like burning.