After turning the cute attack into a Tyrannosaurus

out of the way of the orc, and cut the skirt of its chest like a warning, which made the orc back a few steps in fright.

After measuring the combat effectiveness of the three orcs coming from around, the begging orc lowered his head, jumped out of the wall in a desperate manner, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Xiao Mi?" He Anyao looked towards the backyard wall in the direction of the arrow feathers, and saw those familiar ice-blue eyes with a rare warmth of longing.

Xiao Mi raised her chin and nodded handsomely at her.

They... all floated at sea for months, returning to her.

"You...you...why are you waiting patiently, I'm going to...get back the magic staff." He Anyao wiped her tears, so moved that she couldn't help crying, the warm Mao Fat quickly turned over and hugged her.

He Anyao has always felt that she is different from other wizards. She regards her own orcs as family members. Originally, there is no difference between this and other families. It is not until today that she realizes that perhaps the biggest difference is the difference between her and her orcs. The relationship between them can be maintained forever without the need for the staff and the contract.

**

After another four months, the operation of the capital was finally on the right track.

In midsummer at the beginning of July, the queen also ordered to prepare a dance party, intending to bring Chu Xiu into everyone's sight.

This news was conveyed to He Anyao personally by His Royal Highness, and with a look of "you have to think about it clearly", she hinted that she should give the white lottery to "which noble dragon slag" this time.

He Anyao's black line repeatedly showed that she understood, and in the end, unfortunately, she won the black lottery...

The royal family does not need to draw lots. According to tradition, the members of the royal family are waiting for the white lottery to offer their lottery.I don't even want to knock the milk skin.

He Anyao took the initiative to come to comfort His Royal Highness several times, and once when she went out, she met Cang Lan who was dressed up enchantingly. She told He Anyao with a provocative face: "It's okay, I'm a free lottery, Your Highness will not be alone."

He Anyao nodded and smiled calmly, thinking that if Long Zha dared to accept other women, she would... she would... she would have nothing to do QAQ!

So Thea found out that the master had fallen into a depression before the ball.

At the same time, Mao Pang was also rejected by Shui Ye in vain, and was so sad that he almost went bald.

On the day of the dance, except for Xiaomi and Shuiza holding hands sweetly, the whole family was very depressed.

The blue and yellow Baroque style palace is dazzlingly illuminated by countless flintstones, and the singing and dancing hall is so magnificent that even if it is crowded with people, it will not look crowded.

Because she didn't want to force Long Zha to run away, He Anyao did not accept Mu Ran's white lottery. At this moment, she has no partner, and with Thea's company, she is wandering alone on the dance floor, looking enviously at the loving couple. Italian dancer.

Fatty Mao was standing by the long buffet table at this time, crazily forking food to fill his heart with grief and indignation.

"Thea," He Anyao narrowed her eyes, pointed at Mao Mao's chubby back and said, "Go and interrupt Mao Mao, don't let her eat too much."

Thea's gaze also kept on Mao Mao. At this time, she obeyed the master's order, but she didn't want to leave her, "Fatty is fine, master, can I accompany you?"

He Anyao pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile, "Go, be good, I'm going to chat with His Majesty later, you go and accompany Maomao."

Thea just nodded, turned around and walked towards Mao Pang.

Maomao was eating happily, when he suddenly heard Thea's sinister voice from beside him - "Can I invite you to dance? Fatty."

"Fuck your mother!" Maomao replied shyly.

The two were shoving and shoving at the table, and Maomao suddenly felt that someone tapped his heel lightly. This way of greeting was very familiar to him, so he turned around instantly, and shouted in surprise: "Shuiye!"

Maomao lowered his head, and saw the bell on Shuiye's neck swinging back and forth, and it raised its chin proudly, and said to Fatty Mao: "Well...my dance partner has something to do today, so I can't come to participate..."

Mao Pang blinked his small eyes twice, and said blankly, "Oh?"

Shui Ye continued to remind: "I'm free now, I mean...if you still want to invite me." It gave Maomao an ambiguous look.

"Hurry up, fat man." Thea said close to Mao Mao's ear.

Mao Mao's eyes lit up, he cleared his throat, and said tremblingly with excitement: "Oh! Miss Shuiye! I...I..."

For some reason, at this critical moment, the phrase "Can I invite you to dance? Fatty."

Shui Ye was still waiting for it to finish the invitation, but Momo was stunned in place stupidly. After a while, she turned her head to look at Thea, her expression became calm and serious.

In the end, Maomao lowered his head and solemnly said to Shui Ye: "Sorry, I already have a partner."

Afterwards, it saluted, turned its head neatly, and pulled the shocked Thea into the dance floor...

"Are you crazy, fat man?"

"You invited me first."

"I was joking."

Mao Fatty looked at Shui Ye who disappeared into the crowd, then turned to look at Thea: "Then can you be serious for once? I can lose weight."

Thea stared at it with wide eyes. After a long time, a blush appeared on her face.

**

Finally, only He Anyao was left alone at the table, overeating.

Just in the middle of the dance, she suddenly found that the surrounding lighting stones dimmed, and the sound of live performances and the noise of the crowd all stopped at this moment.

She looked up from the dessert in surprise and turned around.

In the dim light, all the embracing crowd smiled at her enviously, and even avoided a narrow passage for her, leading to the white spiral staircase at the end of the hall.

What... what's going on?

He Anyao didn't have time to wipe off the cream on the corner of her mouth, she was so foolishly exposed to the sight of the crowd, until at the end of the spiral staircase, a beam of light like daylight lit up——

He was dressed in a battle uniform with an off-white base and dark gold trim, and his long light golden hair was scattered on his straight shoulders, allowing He Anyao to recognize the guy's identity from a distance.

He Anyao still held half a piece of pastry in her hand, and stared blankly at that dragon slag gracefully stretched her long legs and walked down the stairs. Under the watchful eyes of the whole hall, she walked up to her with her chin raised and her back straight.

"Your Highness..." He Anyao was so frightened that she almost crushed the pastry in her hand.

Chu Luo looked majestic, staring at her with lowered eyes, with one hand behind his back, gracefully bent over her, and handed over a ten centimeter long... white stick!

He Anyao lowered her head, stared blankly at the white stick, and took a closer look, the top of the white stick was actually inlaid with a shiny blue-black scale.

It's an adult dragon scale!

He Anyao looked up at Chu Luo in shock, what does this guy want to do?Is this showing her that he's an adult, or...

Embed the token of love on the white sign that she has no right to refuse!

Dragon slag!

How can you do this QAQ!

He Anyao was so nervous that the butter on the corner of her mouth began to slip, she shrank her head and lowered her head, not knowing what to do with the half cake in her hand, holding the cake in one hand, accepting tokens of love with the other... She really wanted to hit the wall!

"Accept me, Yaoyao."

Long Zha's almost pleading voice came to his ears, and his pale fingertips holding the white stick trembled a little.

In an instant, He Anyao seemed to have returned to that summer 17 years ago. The little fat pink claw broke through the eggshell and waved uneasily, trying to grab her hand.

It seems that with all the fear and fragility of the new students, he only wants to be recognized and protected by her alone.

Time seems to have been frozen for half a century.

When the hourglass flowed again, He Anyao no longer hesitated, and reached out to hold the white lottery that Chu Luo handed over.

The music sounded, and the cheers of the mountains and tsunami in the hall spread to every corner of the capital.

That laugh reminds me of my flowers

In my life, every corner is quietly open for me

I'm sure I'll always be by her side

Today, we know each other and love each other, and we will never be apart

【End of text】

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91|Daily sweet episode

The Queen and Chu Xiu's wedding was scheduled for September, and He Anyao asked Chu Luo to postpone her wedding to March of the next year.

The wisterias in the capital bloom early, and the corridors and wooden frames can be covered with flowers before April.

Holding a wedding surrounded by wisterias was a dream that He Anyao had had since she was in her second year of middle school. She realized that it was unrealistic when she grew up. She thought that her wedding in this life would be at a high price according to the wedding company's indicators. The wedding banquet scene is already pretty good.

But she didn't expect that she would marry a dragon slag who could fulfill her imagination without any pressure.

On the day when Chu Luo officially met her grandmother, He Anyao specially included a request in her "wish list" that "the wedding scene should be arranged according to the princess's ideas".

There is such a custom in the royal family's weddings here. When she visits the queen with Chu Luo in the future, she also needs to listen carefully to the other party's "marriage wish", and then seriously agree to accept it.

In fact, it’s just going through the motions, just like the pastor asking the bride “Would you like to ignore poverty and disease…”, and the wishes list are all conventional visions.

So, when she read the request for the right to decorate the wedding scene, Long Zha blinked her right eye in surprise...

Fortunately, after she finished reading, Chu Luo agreed to everything without asking any questions. He knelt down on one knee and took the scroll, held her right hand, and kissed the back of her hand. Tossing" the road of no return.

He Anyao was bubbling with happiness!

Wisteria!A sea of ​​purple flowers!

Also, she likes the cherry blossoms every other month.

Just imagining that scene, He Anyao was so excited that she wanted to lie down and roll on the ground. Every time she communicated with the master craftsmen on the field, she could spit and talk all morning.

The craftsman who arranged the vegetation and landscape felt his head hurt when he saw her. It was only half a year after her marriage with the queen, but her request was all kinds of strange.

They are all designated flowers and trees that are too late to grow now. They have to find the grown plants from the bay of the capital, dig them out by their roots, and arrange them in the back garden of the palace. They are carefully cultivated to ensure that they will bloom vigorously in March .

After tossing about with the flower and wood craftsmen, He Anyao hurriedly went to work with the needleworkers again. She designed and drew a few sets of wedding dress patterns by herself, and then went to the capital clothing workshop to find a needleworker in charge, and asked him to get ready before the wedding.

The needleworker in charge flipped through the drawings in a daze. On the side of the drawings, there were notes "Mermaid version: body-fitting building materials, choose elastic fabrics..." and "Princess dress version with one-neck collar and swing" Waiting for a series of strange comments.

After finishing reading, the needleworker knelt down in front of her.

"What's the matter? Does it look difficult?" He Anyao said in amazement: "Don't worry, I really don't know how to do it. Just prepare all the fabrics for me and I'll do it myself."

The needleworker bowed his head to the ground, and replied tremblingly: "Madam, the dress standard for Your Highness's wedding is very strict, from the size of the epaulettes to the small strands of stitches, there can be no mistakes in the slightest, we dare not make any changes. lady!"

"There are still rules?" He Anyao's heart sank, she bent down to help him up, and asked gently: "Is there only one set of styles?"

Shouldn't it be the same as the one worn by the Queen at her wedding...

It's so ugly!

He Anyao still clearly remembered that what the Queen and Chu Xiu wore was a set of spacious golden dresses.

The material of the clothes can be molded, which seems to be to show the majesty of the royal family, and the design of the puffy sleeves is particularly exaggerated, as if carrying two Big Mac burgers on the shoulders!

The trousers are also bright yellow with golden light, which is called blind dog eyes, and only the boots are brown in the whole body...

The needleworker specially took her to the finished clothing room to observe, and carefully introduced her and the little Highness's attire that day. The scary thing is that she still needs a "giant crown" on her head, which is also golden as expected, and it is inlaid with All kinds of jewelry are more than 20 centimeters high, so heavy that it takes two people to lift it up and carefully put it on her head...

And the crown of His Royal Highness is the small platinum crown that he usually wears on formal occasions. "Mount Fuji" vs...

He Anyao: "...qaq"

This is not true!

Standing with Chu Luo, she was already dwarfed by comparison, why should she be buried like this!

After struggling for a full quarter of an hour, He Anyao still firmly told the needleworker: "I don't want to wear these, and I won't marry if I wear these."

Seeing that the needleworker fell to the ground and kowtowed again in fright, He Anyao waved him dumbly to get him up, expressing that he would discuss with His Highness by himself and would not embarrass him.

In the evening, Chu Luo came to her room for dinner on time, and He Anyao specially prepared a few more dishes to lure it to a quick fight, and when Long Zha happily reached out for a knife and fork, he ruthlessly stopped it and called the needleworker into the house to talk.

Chu Luo looked at the delicious food on the table, and asked her sideways: "What's the matter? Let's talk after eating."

"We can only eat after we negotiate." He Anyao slyly raised his eyebrows.

Chu Luo immediately turned to face the needleworker, folded her slender legs, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The needleworker bowed his head and stood opposite the table between the two of them, showing embarrassment, cast a glance at He Anyao, and replied in a low voice: "Return to Your Highness, the wedding dress is ready, but Madam is not satisfied with the finished product, so I came here to ask His Highness if you can... Make some changes." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head even lower.

Chu Luo squinted his eyes, turned his eyes around, and looked sideways at He Anyao, the corners of his mouth curled up in a meaningful arc, with an evil spirit of "what do you want to do, little fairy?"

He Anyao immediately blushed and lowered her head, she knew that tossing about the back garden before was already enough work for everyone.

Chu Luo didn't really want the wedding to be seen as too different, but he also refrained from intervening once, letting his future princess come up with weird ways to toss the craftsmen.

Finally, I am satisfied with the design of the wedding open-air garden, and now I want to toss the needlework.

There are various regulations in the indoor wedding hall, but not in the open-air venue. This can be done according to her preferences, but wedding dresses are not a joke. If she is allowed to mess around, it may cause great controversy and rumors in the capital.

He Anyao was so ashamed of being shot by Dandan Guangbo, holding her flushed face, she took the initiative to tilt her head and approached Chu Luo's arms, and said coquettishly: "That wedding dress is so ugly, don't you think? Your Highness, I only have this in my life. For a wedding, I want to dress up better!"

Chu Luo was stunned, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise his hand to embrace the soft and fragrant stupid witch in his arms, blinked his left eye, swallowed back the words he just wanted to persuade her not to violate the ancestral system, turned his head and said to the needleworker: "Change as much as possible." Make it more concealed, it’s fine if you can’t see it, let’s go down.”

The needleworker's eyes went dark, and he fell to his knees again. How could the traditional royal wedding dress be changed into such a strange outfit as He Anyao's drawing... and he couldn't see it!How can it be?

You can't see it until you blind all the guests!

Moreover, the colors designed by He Anyao are basically pure white. This is the color of the White Witch's battle suit. Wearing this color to get married, doesn't it imply that there will be incompatibility after marriage!

"Your Highness..." the needleworker swallowed, tremblingly took out the blueprint designed by He Anyao from his bosom, walked to Chu Luo's feet on his knees, handed the blueprint tremblingly and said: "This is the pattern of the finished dress that Madam envisioned."

Chu Luo reached out to take the drawing, squinted at He Anyao, and asked in a low voice, "Did you draw the drawing?"

He Anyao could hear the arrogance and complacency in its voice, because she "exhausted all her efforts" in order to marry it!

Chu Luo hugged He Anyao's body tightly, shook the drawing with his right hand to flatten it, squinted his jade-colored peach blossom eyes and looked at the "slightly modified dress" on the paper with great interest.

Then, His Highness petrified.

He Anyao's heart pounded, and she felt that Chu Luo's hand on her waist was frozen.

Well...the wedding dress is indeed different from the dress style here, but she is very beautifully drawn, and your highness should be moved... right?

Dazed for a long time, Chu Luo turned his head stiffly to look at He Anyao. Seeing the little stars in her eyes full of expectation, she fell silent for a moment.

"Isn't it good-looking?" Although she could see that Chu Luo was stunned, He Anyao held on to the hem of it and acted coquettishly: "It can be made into golden yellow!"

Chu Luo took a deep breath, put the pattern on the table, glanced at the needleworker kneeling at his feet, and immediately decided to give the task of offending Concubine Yao to this unlucky ghost, so he lowered his head and said to him: " The painting is very unique and the idea is very novel, what do you think? Can it be changed?"

The needleworker was suddenly thunderstruck, looked up at His Highness in disbelief, hesitated for a long time, and then answered in a low voice, "I'm afraid...I'm afraid it's not possible."

His Highness wants him to be a villain, so he has no possibility to shirk. Although it is dangerous to offend the future princess, it is also ten thousand times safer than offending this black-bellied black dragon sparrow, who dominates black and white witches...!

He Anyao immediately stood up and said angrily, "Why not! Your Highness hasn't said anything yet!" As soon as the scene started, Chu Luo successfully transferred her anger to the sewing foreman.

Chu Luo continued to pretend to be stupid, and said in surprise, "Why not? This dress should look good on her."

The needleworker pitifully accepted all the hatred points, and began to talk seriously about the previous royal weddings of Baiwu. For example, it was found that the button position of a princess's dress was slightly shifted, which caused the entire needlework workshop to participate in the production. The deeds of all the servants being severely punished.

He explained the punishment involved in it very carefully, and He Anyao was terrified when he heard it. The righteousness just now quickly turned into cowardice and fear, and she ducked back into Chu Luo's embrace with her head shrunk.

His Highness squinted his eyes, which was very useful. He gave a complimenting look to the needleworker's ghost story-telling skills.

The stupid witch in his arms was sad and regretful, Chu Luo turned his head to look at the meals on the table, and untimely forked up a pastry and sent it to the entrance...

He was bumped into by He Anyao who happened to look up!

He Anyao: "...←_←"

"..." Chu Luo dared not chew the pastry with his mouth in his mouth, but his cheeks were still bulging.

He Anyao: "...←_←"

Chu Luo gulped down the unchewed pastry, and comforted him without changing his face: "Don't be sad, let them make them all, and you can wear them for me in the bedroom at night."

He Anyao lowered her head, she was not in the mood to worry about Long Zha stealing food, she thought that she was going to dress up as Mt. Fuji in her once-in-a-lifetime wedding, her eyes were so sad that her eyes were red, she raised her head after a long time, met Chu Luo's gaze and whispered in an aggrieved voice : "It may not matter if you wear the prescribed clothes, but it will look ugly when I wear them... I'm afraid I'll lose face."

In an instant, Long Zha's eyes became soft and pleasantly surprised, as if he was completely moved.

He Anyao looked shyly at it's piercing eyes, and lowered her head coyly. Not long after, she heard Long Zha's order to the needleworker above her head: "The dress is changed according to the drawing of the princess, and someone will come to measure it tomorrow." Good size."

He Anyao: "!!!"

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He Anyao had already prepared to bear the notoriety of being spoiled and arrogant, and wanted to go against the tradition, put on a wedding dress of her own design, and step into the palace of a once-in-a-lifetime marriage.

Unexpectedly, Long Zha's words would make her request reasonable——

"Yaoyao is weak and overwhelmed, the wedding dress and accessories should be kept simple."

In this way, the whole world knows that His Highness's favorite concubine is a fragile creature that is harder to preserve than a milk skin, and she can't even "wear" a more gorgeous dress...

The draftsman of the Needlework Workshop designed it overnight, further refined He Anyao's manuscript, and sandwiched it between more than ten other ordinary dress manuscripts. The next day, they were hung on the picture frames and carried into the palace. Chu Luo and the elders Let's choose the most suitable princess dress together.

Chu Luo obviously had to deprive the other elders of their voting rights, so he walked down the stairs himself, with his hands behind his back, and walked among more than a dozen easels, his eyes flicking over each drawing paper in a serious manner.

Everyone in the hall, no matter the old White Witch department or the newly integrated Black Witch elders, all hooked their heads, held their breath, and watched His Highness's every move with wide-eyed eyes, not letting Chu Luo's slightest change in expression be missed, so as not to be surprised for a while. During the vote, His Royal Highness voted for a dissatisfied picture.

You must concentrate your strength, find the right position to shoot!

Chu Luo stood in front of the "mermaid version" golden dress for a full 3 minutes, with surprise and approval on his face as he saw it for the first time (this should be due to Long Zha's acting skills). Remember the style.

The elders expressed their gratitude to His Highness for such a calm "hint". During the vote, everyone praised the design drawings of the mermaid dress, fully demonstrating their consistency with His Highness's aesthetics.

Therefore, He Anyao put on the modified princess dress as a matter of course, and amazed everyone in the wedding banquet.

The reason why it is only small is because Long Zha is very vigilant about his surroundings, anyone who keeps his eyes on He Anyao for more than seven seconds will be mercilessly attacked by Dandan Guangbo, and will panic and lower his head.

He Anyao was worried that her design did not conform to the aesthetics of this place, but within a few days after her marriage, she heard that the gate of the needlework workshop was broken by witches in the capital, and all of them rushed to follow He Anyao's mermaid style. place an order.

Of course, most of the reasons were because this dress caught His Highness's eyes, so they thought it was worth admiring.

On the fifth day after their marriage, He Anyao sat alone on a swing in the sea of ​​wisteria flowers she had arranged, swinging around like a resentful woman.

She didn't dare to go out of the palace to relax, because she couldn't bear the eyes of her love rival headed by Cang Lan, so she could only wander around in the back garden of the palace, and there was nowhere to relieve the depression in her heart, because...

Because it's the fifth day after marriage, and she's still a virgin!son!Of!body!

It turns out that there is a price for eating tender grass... You really can't pick someone who is too tender in this kind of thing.

On the night of the wedding, Chu Luo drank a little bit of fruit wine, and was not as well-behaved as usual.

The moment He Anyao unbuttoned and took off the "mermaid skin", Long Zha standing by the bed raised his tail excitedly, grabbed the tail with one hand, wrapped his fingertips shyly around the tip of the tail, and lowered his head with a blushing face. , peeking at He Anyao from the corner of his eye.

He Anyao smiled softly, she smiled softly~ mustered up the courage to reach out to Chu Luo, and said softly: "Come here, Your Highness, it's okay, I'm yours now."

After she finished speaking, her ears felt hot and her breathing was a little difficult, quietly waiting for Chu Luo to "do whatever she wanted" to her.

The little Highness stripped off her clothes in a second and jumped onto the bed. In the next step, it wrapped her body with its tail without any scruples, and lay down on its side hugging her.

He Anyao got what she wanted in an instant, and felt that what surrounded her was full of happiness!

The tail was wrapped around her with the belly of the tail facing down. Because the clothes were all faded, she could feel a coldness around her waist. When she raised her head, she saw Chu Luo staring at her excitedly.

That gaze was full of aggression, and He Anyao felt as if she was being stared at by a natural enemy, her whole body went limp, and her heart was beating wildly.

For some reason, Chu Luo didn't dislike her body being too hot. The tail and abdomen surrounding her were quickly covered with heat by her, and she didn't move away. Then...she felt a tendon in the tail, and it began to throb violently .

Chu Luo wrapped her tighter and tighter, and she gradually couldn't breathe, thinking that this was the unique "foreplay" of Longque, so she kept restraining herself and did not exhale in pain.

It wasn't long before Mu Ran explained to her that Long Zha's behavior is to stimulate its own tail spin instinctively. If He Anyao didn't find the protruding part near the coccyx, it is very likely that the stimulation will not be enough. Cub strangled alive...

At this moment, He Anyao, who knew nothing about it, resisted the restraint, hooked her hands around Chu Luo's neck, a strong pheromone completely overwhelmed her, perhaps because Chu Luo's excitement was burning at the moment, He Anyao couldn't care less about shyness, One leg obediently rested on Chu Luo's side.

*harmonious note 1*

After being released, He Anyao melted into the large round bed like a puddle of water, her hands were still holding the tip of her tail tightly, while Long Zha beside her was gasping for breath, apparently restraining her body's instincts.

He Anyao's oxygen-deprived brain gradually resumed functioning. She turned her head weakly to Chu Luo, only to see that it was still frowning and staring at her, with the anger of "I'm not enjoying myself" written all over its face.

He Anyao bowed her head aggrievedly, put her face into its arms, and murmured pitifully: "Then let's do it again..."

As everyone knows, she doesn't know the skills, even if she risked her life to be strangled to death, she still wouldn't be able to satisfy Chu Luo.

It was like this for five nights in a row.

Both she and Chu Luo were exhausted by each other's crazy pheromones, however, it didn't know how to get into her, and she didn't know that it was useless to bear the pain of being bound by it.

Therefore, He Anyao is like a resentful woman, swinging on the swing in the back garden, frowning.

What made her even more irritated was that the queen had begun to summon her frequently, asking her to choose some small nest styles of sparrow eggs...

Queen, can we take it easy qaq about holding grandchildren?

Hesitant to miss the experience of her own cub breaking its shell, the queen put all her thoughts on He Anyao.

The stars corresponding to the Dragonfinch are all single, and a pair of Dragonfinch couples can only break a new star in the Dragonfinch constellation.

That is to say, if the queen wants to conceive an egg, unless her family Chu Luo dies, she will have to wait for more than 50 years before she can conceive again, and the law of heaven will limit the excessive reproduction of this species.

This is the knowledge that Wei Wu personally told He Anyao, and she quickly gave an answer that surpassed the times: "Does that mean we can only have one child? There is still the limit of only child?"

The queen doesn't quite understand what the limit of an only child is, she only knows that the hope of a newborn cub rests on He Anyao, so every time she looks at her expression, she is full of longing for a loving mother...

He Anyao: _(:3∠)_

He Anyao planned to consult Dr. Mu Ran regardless of shame.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiaotao ordered the attendants to prepare the car, and helped the princess into the car, and walked out of the palace all the way to Mu Ran's mansion.

Speaking of it, this was her first time out of the palace after marriage, and she really felt a little guilty if she didn't go home to see her grandma.

Xiao Tao waited in the carriage all the way, watching the princess face embarrassed and shy all the time, and rehearsing some conversations to herself from time to time, she was so scared that she kept shrinking her head, not daring to eavesdrop on her master's private affairs.

After the car stopped, the servant jumped off the horse first and knocked on the door of Mu's house. Following the rumors of "the princess is coming", Xiao Tao lifted the veil and jumped down, holding He Anyao's hand to remind: "Your Highness, be careful."

Mu Ran ran all the way out of the house to greet her. She thought that Yaoyao hadn't passed the honeymoon period yet, and would take at least three to five months to come to talk to her. Unexpectedly, the best friend who had just ascended the throne of the princess remembered it in half a month. she.

The emotion in Mu Ran's heart was beyond words at the moment, her eyes were red when she saw He Anyao, and she bowed respectfully to her former friend in a dull manner until all the servants around her bowed down.

He Anyao hurriedly gave her a hand, asking her to come in and talk.

Mu Ran was probably overwhelmed with excitement, and when she returned to the room, she began to call the servants to prepare lunch, and all her energy was spent thinking about He Anyao's favorite dishes, which made He Anyao never have a chance to change the topic to something.

How should I ask...

"Where is the Longque sex education class?" Her Dandan urgently needs to sign up for tutoring...

Or ask "How can I get pregnant with Chu Luo's egg?"

Just thinking about it, He Anyao's face turned purple.

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Mu Ran was very curious about her "princess life", but she didn't dare to ask. After all, now that the two of them already have status, no matter how familiar they are, they should abide by the rules and etiquette.

He Anyao saw her best friend's curiosity, so she hastily dismissed the attendants and told her all about the origin of the dress she wore on her wedding day.

Mu Ran covered her mouth in astonishment, looked vigilantly left and right to see if the doors and windows were closed properly, then put her hands together and asked in a low voice: "You mean, you designed the dress yourself and wanted to wear it yourself? Your Highness just For your liking, call us... oh my god... I'll just say it! How can you not be able to wear those clothes!"

Mu Ran took a deep breath, put her hands on her chest, her eyes were staring and she fell into her head, imagining how much He Anyao was loved by His Highness, and she blushed from being so sweet.

It was the first time for He Anyao to see an acquaintance showing such envy towards her, and she reached out to touch her face, it was hot, she said shyly and modestly: "It's not a big deal~"

Mu Ran stared wide-eyed, "It's not a big deal! The last time the White Witch's wedding dress was changed was hundreds of years ago! It was just adding some totems to bless the White Witch's combat power. What?! This changed other White Witch Kings and changed the tradition indiscriminately, but the elders below will oppose and even impeach them!"

He Anyao blinked, and whispered with an innocent face: "Isn't it? Marriage is a private matter, why do those elders take care of everything..."

Mu Ran let out a chuckle, reached out and squeezed the face of this "cute new princess", and complained: "Where did you get this idea? How could the royal family have private affairs? The royal family's affairs are all white witches, and even the whole world." The affairs of the people of the world!

Fortunately, the witch king you married is powerful, and you don’t need to rely on the elders below you for your political achievements and military strength. You have to change... you have to change the previous witch kings..."

Mu Ran pouted, and said enviously, "Look who dares to let you do such nonsense!"

He Anyao was so embarrassed by what she said, she lowered her head and said, "Your Highness didn't tell me, if I knew it was so serious, I wouldn't mess around..."

Mu Ran wrinkled her nose, rolled her eyes deliberately and joked: "You came here on purpose to provoke me today, you succeeded, call the guards in, I'm so jealous that I can't help but want to murder the princess .”

"Pfft..." He Anyao leaned forward, reached out to reach her face, pinched her hard, and said with a smile, "Stop messing with me! Hiss..." When she straightened up, she frowned, and put her hands on her waist , Grinning in pain.

Mu Ran turned pale immediately, stood up abruptly and supported He Anyao, and said in shock, "What's wrong with you!" As he said that, he wanted to find a staff, and wanted to summon a healing orc.

"It's okay! It's okay!" He Anyao hurriedly pulled her back, and said with an embarrassed expression, "It's just...the waist is a little...that..."

Just as Mu Ran was about to ask in detail, a light bulb suddenly lit up in his mind, and then he blushed, and sat back in his chair silently, holding back a smile.

Seeing that she seemed to have figured it out, He Anyao simply broke the jar and took the initiative to approach this tangled topic, "Actually...my little highness and I are not of the same race after all, and there are some things that I feel very...unwell, and she is also...unhappy .”

Seeing her bring this up, Mu Ran panicked for a while, gossiping about the sex life of the Witch King... that was something that would kill someone, she just wanted to change the subject, and thought about He Anyao's words, and then found some problems—— Yaoyao seems to be asking her for help?

Mu Ran stared at He Anyao's increasingly unspeakable expression, and then suddenly understood, and asked in doubt: "Yaoyao, did you encounter a problem in that area? Why didn't you call me into the palace for treatment?"

He Anyao's eyes shifted, she didn't know if she had encountered a problem, she stared at Mu Ran suspiciously for a moment, measured her body, unbuttoned her waist, opened her underwear, revealing her white waist On the top, there are a few black and blue strangle marks.

After all, Mu Ran is the chief pharmacist of the White Witch, so he meant the same thing as the imperial doctor. He didn't panic when he saw such scars, but got up and squatted down professionally, and carefully examined He Anyao's injuries.

He Anyao's heart was pounding. She was afraid that outsiders would think that Chu Luo was bullying her, so she couldn't help explaining to Mu Ran: "Your Highness likes to circle me with his tail very much. She doesn't mean anything malicious."

Mu Ran raised her head, and replied calmly: "It can't be that it likes