Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

After receiving the answer, Bishop nodded slightly towards his 'brothers and sisters', and said, "Then I will trouble you."

It doesn't matter what the gods were doing before.

What he wants is the result.

After having a friendly conversation with his brothers and sisters, Bishop took his lover and cub away from this dangerous place full of various powers and breaths.

During the period, he also comforted some of his lovers, saying that the wedding will definitely be perfect, so don't worry too much.

Eileen didn't think much of it either.

Holding his lover and cub, he went to meet his king father and queen mother.

Although the two elders reprimanded him for being so noisy after waking up, they looked at him with soft eyes, and couldn't hide the joy on their faces.Of course, more eyes still fell on Zixiu.Although I don't understand why the king's father and the queen's mother haven't discovered the identity of the boy, but they still can't tell the cruel truth when they look at their granddaughter looking forward to the stars and the moon.

In order to avoid the little bit of guilt in his heart, he quickly found an excuse to leave.

While it was still dark, I rushed to the place where my brothers lived happily wandered around a few times, and came back with a lot of presents.

On the way, I met teammates who were visiting the palace and greeted them friendly.

At this time, it was time for dinner.

After having a meal with relatives and guests, he was satisfied and led his lover and cub back to his palace.

The happy day came to an end in this way, and Irene felt very fulfilled and satisfied with such a life.

Even if I always feel that I seem to have forgotten something, I don't pay much attention to it.

until the next day.

Many of Irene's friends came to the palace one after another to congratulate him on his wedding in advance.

Numerous congratulatory letters have also arrived in his hands.

Listening to the attendants discussing the garden that was arranged more beautifully than a temple and the king city that was so crowded that the streets were full of people sleeping.

He just started to panic.

It seems that he is about to get married?

How come so fast!

He is not ready yet!

Irene, who was not ready, was in a daze.

Listening to the joyful blessings and laughter of friends in my ears, I don't know what I answered with a smile, and another day passed like this in a trance.

Probably because my heart was too flustered and my mind was too confused during the day, and at night I slept until dawn after touching the pillow.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the scene of being surrounded by servants and shouting.

Irene blankly opened her blue sea-like eyes, like a delicate doll, at the mercy of her attendants.

The attendants who have followed the princess for many years know that Princess Irene is used to changing beautiful and gorgeous clothes by herself. Except for complicated and complicated dresses that are too complicated to complete alone, they rarely ask them to help, so the attendants just serve their beautiful princess to wash Do the basic hairstyle again.

In no time, the fine squires had it all done.

And Irene was surrounded by everyone and sat at the table, staring blankly at the breakfast that belonged to him.

The mind is still not fully awake.

It wasn't until Bishop, who was holding a white dress in both hands, walked in from the outside, that Irene turned her dull gaze following the figure of the other party.

Seeing the lover walking straight towards him, watching the lover put the exquisite pure white dress on the chair beside him, and watching the lover bend slightly to approach his ear, he heard the deep and familiar voice voice.

"Good day, my Irene."

Irene's eyes flashed, as if lighting up the dim starry sky.

He put down the food in his hand and opened his mouth to say the first sentence of the day.

"Good day, my dear Bishop."

Maybe it was because the air in the morning was too fresh, or maybe the sun was too beautiful in the morning, which made Irene's ears turn red.

No matter how much I talk about love, I don't know why, today's words are much more beautiful.

After staring at the pale green eyes of the Demon King's lover, which were more beautiful than Amber, he looked away a little embarrassed.

After receiving the answer, Bishop stretched out his hand to twirl his lover's reddish earlobe, and noticed that the other person's gaze was drifting towards the white dress, so he said softly with a smile in his eyes: "This is a gift from God the Father."

Erin didn't have time to say anything after hearing this.

His brothers rushed in together, quickly surrounded Bishop, and quickly led him away from his palace.

Not long after, he and his attendants were left in the palace waiting for his orders.

Having come to his senses completely, he waved his hand and told the attendants to step back.

Quietly looked at that skirt for a long time.

Erin still didn't prepare herself for marriage.

At the same time, he began to think about why he was with the domineering, petty and illogical Bishop.

Recalling the bits and pieces of getting along, feeling the dense swell of joy in my heart, I realized that the other party once blushed at him under the distant sunset.

Eileen laughed outright.

Without any further hesitation, she simply put on the pure white dress that was so flawless and not too complicated and beautiful.

There are so many reasons for him to marry Bishop.

Of course it is because of love.

Because of that love that didn't know when it started.

What's more, he didn't know when this love had fully occupied his whole heart.

Thinking of this, the confusion and panic hovering in his mind were quickly dispelled.

The mood is like the sunlight outside the window, very bright.

He didn't rush to call the attendant to come in, sat by the window, and began to look into the distance, recalling the beauty of love.

Of course, there is also the bad experience before love.

Reminiscing and remembering, the corners of the mouth can't help but raise, the smile is brighter than the blooming flowers.

This is what Hanni saw when she came in.

Her beautiful princess, her highness, was propping her chin, staring blankly in a certain direction.

The brows are stretched, and the blue eyes are full of expectations for love and the future, as if they are expressing joy and happiness.

The sunlight that sneaked in from the window hit the princess's face, and it seemed to bring a thin circle of light to the smooth and fair skin set off by the white dress.

Dazzling and too beautiful to be bothered.

Even the excellent servant Hanni who had served the other party for decades was moved.

I can't bear to disturb the joy of the princess.

But it's getting late after all, if you continue to indulge, I'm afraid it will be delayed.

After slightly saluting, she said: "Your Highness, the wedding ceremony is about to take place, it's time for you to go."

"Huh? Wedding?" Irene, who was called back to God, still had a smile in his eyes that hadn't faded in time. He stood up and said, "Okay, let's go."

What are you waiting for?

He was going to meet his love right now.

Irene, surrounded by attendants, was wearing a simple but luxurious pure white dress.

He walked through the palace, through the promenade, through the small half of the palace.

Finally arrived at the wedding scene, accepting the eyes of many relatives, friends, countless strong men and gods.

It was like the wedding he had dreamed about.

Irene took the king's father's hand, bid farewell to the smiling queen mother and the one, two, three, four, five prince brothers who had complicated expressions but were full of reluctance, and stroked Xiu's soft little head who was holding the hem of the skirt for him.

Soon, it will be time for the wedding.

After turning around, he looked at Bishop standing at the end of the crowd from afar.

Following in the footsteps of the king's father, he walked up and down.

The wedding was quiet.

It was so quiet that one could hear the sound of the sun shining gently on the surroundings.

Yep, Bishop is starting to shine again.

Like the sun in the sky, it is dazzling, but it makes him yearn for it.

As Irene moved forward step by step, mysterious and unintelligible voices rang in her ears.

The small and broken sound is not loud, but it seems to penetrate deep into the soul. At the same time, it is accompanied by miracles and celebratory lights of various colors.

This is the blessing of the gods.

Passing through the dazzling miracles, Irene also walked up to Bishop in a black dress.

at this time.

The king stopped.

He raised one hand, looked at the guests around, and said slowly: "I am here today, and I want to announce to the world that Irene is my son, that is, Prince Irene of Sia."

As soon as the words fell, the pure white dress on Irene also changed into a white men's dress.

One black and one white dress are originally engraved with ancient, mysterious and dark lines, and it is difficult to distinguish its original appearance under the sunlight.

After the king announced this important matter, he lowered his slightly raised arms and let his son make the next choice about the future.

The Chuangshi God holding the parchment took a half step forward.

He looked at Bishop and Irene with peaceful and kind eyes.

Slowly opened his mouth and asked: "My child, are you willing to stay with me forever?"

"I am willing."

After hearing this, Bishop replied without hesitation, and stretched out his hand towards Irene.

His eyes are full of the lover in front of him.

After Bishop finished speaking, Irene put her hand on the familiar warm palm and answered.

"I would too."

After receiving the answer, Chuang Shi Shen closed the parchment.

The middle sheepskin slowly turned into bits of starlight.

He nodded and said with a smile, "As you wish."

With the blessing of the gods, Bishop and Irene embraced tightly.

Looking at the only self in each other's eyes.

Irene closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her forehead between the foreheads of her lover who was slightly bent over and lowered her head, and softly spoke the words of love that he had prepared for a long time.

It may not be new, but it has exhausted all his thoughts and put all his feelings for Bishop into it.

"You are my love."

Bishop also closed his eyes.

He felt the temperature between Erin's forehead.

Then he clearly conveyed his emotions to his Irene.

"My love is you."

The starlight transformed from the parchment fell on Bishop and Irene along with the wind.

In an instant, all the dark lines on the dress flowed, and the black and white colors exchanged and blended with each other until they could no longer distinguish each other.

This extremely bright color is like the future lives of Bishop and Irene, destined to be inseparably intertwined forever.

Since then, stories of the brave man and the princess have begun to spread in the world.

Of course, some people call it the story of the devil and the prince.

The truth of the matter is difficult to trace, and it is also difficult to know whether it is the devil or the brave man, the princess or the prince.

But everyone in the world knows that their love is each other.

'Love, it's you'.

Forever spread in Seta.

It is also engraved in the memory of the gods.

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Thank you all for your support along the way!I finally finished the text!

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And, there will be a small continuation of this article.

Will carefully write the cub, light and darkness, and the story of the housekeeper and uncle, and then touch the love of the creator god.

Of course, I don't know when the continuation will be. It doesn't matter. I don't think everyone wants to read it.

It’s a pre-acquisition, maybe after two or three thousand collections, think about it, (set a high goal, so you don’t need to start an article, hehe)

Put the text below.

"When the Gods Pull Out the Sword in the Stone" by Materia Medica Shinan

Shi Zhongjian has been waiting for his next master alone in the capital all year round.Finally, a certain god called Xianjun from another world pulled it up!Then the devil's son pulled it up!Then the daughter of the dark god also pulled him up!Immediately afterwards, the God of Light and the God of Darkness, whose memory was sealed, also fought to pull it up...

In just half a day, Sword in the Stone endured too much.

It is like a toy, thrown back and forth in the hands of the gods, very humble.

It is very tiring, but it still has to guide the new braves to the abyss and fight against the devil!

And the brave men who become gods are not so difficult to deal with, and they have started a story about love. As a sword, does it still have to take on the responsibility of the god of love?

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It's not serious, it's a sand sculpture of western fantasy.

Angle of view is currently unknown.

About the love story triggered by the sword in the stone.

If you have to talk about the protagonist, it's probably Xianjun Gong x Little Demon King Shou

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