For this reason, the elven king has complained more than once: "Where is a plant that cannot speak and has no emotions worthy of your personal service, and it is not that there is no gardener!" Considering that this plant is also related to Okpa, the jealous and annoying Elf King will always add indignantly: "If I were to spend more than eight hours a day serving plants, I would rather go directly to the Temple of Mandus!" ”

Of course, the Elven King's remarks had no effect on Vernor, and he didn't even make her stop what she was doing. The www.biquge.info of the pen and fun pavilion made the elf king so angry that he threw his sleeves away, and his face was not very good for three days in a row. So Faunau thinks that "leaving the tool to accompany you immediately" is the best "gift" she can give. However, the Elf King turned around completely, showing that he was not satisfied at all.

"Thrandil, what do you want?"

A small corner of the thin blanket of hollow woven leaves was revealed, and the elf king, who was hiding under the blanket, gave a meaningful sneer, and said in a low voice, "I want you." ”

To Thrandil's surprise, Vernoll was slightly stunned, and then stood up with his hands in front of his chest. He also asked very seriously: "Do you want short hair and scars on your face?" ”

"Yes! Want! Absolutely. Thranduil was too excited to care if Illuvita had arrived. He sat up straight from the bed and tossed aside the thin blanket that seemed to be in the way. He opened his arms to Vernor, "Not to mention that it's just short hair and scars on your face, I want you to have a broken arm and a broken leg." ”

Then he saw the elf take two steps back, then turn her head sideways and smile. She didn't even blush, and promised while taking off her gloves: "Okay." Here you go now. ”

Thranduil, of course, thought that after untying the gloves, it was time to take off his robe. He looked sideways at the window with a little disgust. Although the dazzling sunlight was proving to him that all this was not a dream, the elf king, who had always received an aristocratic education, still felt that this kind of thing was carried out in the sun, and there was some less beauty. Such a wonderful thing should certainly be accompanied by pure moonshine. However, daytime is daytime. As long as you can get her, what does it matter day and night?

When Thrandil, whose cheeks were reddened, fell on Vernorr again, the other's exposed hands had reached his belt. However, the Elven King had just touched the clasp of his armor and before he could untie it, the thing that Vernorr had taken out of his belt shook him to stop all his movements.

"Here you go." Handing the wooden doll that had been hidden in the hanging bag under the belt, Vernor, smiling, apparently anticipating Thranduil's surprise that he forgot to reach for it. She didn't mind touching the Elven King's palm hidden in his glove, though. Gently pulling his hand away from the clasp of his armor, Vernor solemnly placed the doll in his palm. "It was meant to be given to a child, so I'll give it to you first. This is really me. With short hair and a scarred face, you won't dislike it, right? ”

Can you say disgusted? Of course not! The slightest hint of dislike would make Vernorr feel like he was disgusting her and not a doll. Now, the female elf, who had replaced herself with a doll, was still blinking her eyes and waiting for her answer expectantly. Seeing this, she confirmed that this was the ...... for me

Looking at the puppet in his hand with hair made of golden silk thread and his face scarred, Thranduil took a few deep breaths before finally being able to say, "Of course I don't dislike it...... I love it. ”

"But why do I think you don't look good? If you really don't like it, don't force it, I'll take it. Vernore gestured to reach for it.

"I kid you not, I really like it. The bad face may be due to ...... Because it really takes a hug. Hurriedly placing the doll under the pillow, Thranduil seized the time he had left to fight for it. After seeing the doll in his hand, he began to scold himself inwardly. If you say what you want, you have to say "I want you". Originally, you could get a hug at the worst of times, and maybe a kiss, but now you only get a doll......

"The soldiers have been waiting for you outside. The sun is getting stronger. Fnorr, who had walked to the window, turned around and reminded him softly, but did not answer his words. For the sake of the soldiers, will it be sooner? ”

Despite his unwillingness, the Elven King couldn't bear to let the soldiers continue to wait for him to appear in the sun. Seeing that Vernoll did not make any further movements, he had no choice but to stand up and prepare to leave.

"Then you wait for me to come back." As soon as he finished speaking, before he could step out of his foot, he was hugged from behind by Vernor.

"Find a way not to meet Essidor. If you really can't avoid it, don't make excuses not to get off the horned deer, and sit on the mount and talk to the human emperor. The low posture that the Elven King had to put on after meeting with the Human Emperor made Vernorr feel pity, and made her gently lean her face against the wide back in front of her. Not posturing enough flattery in front of the Human Emperor will affect the reputation of the woodlands and you, and even the entire elven race. Essidor was in the spring breeze, and it was inevitable that he would be a little arrogant. No matter how many grievances you have suffered, let's talk about it when you come back. ”

Essidor has been praised as the greatest hero by ordinary beings for more than a year, and he also looks well deserved, never mentioning that the skilled blade Sauron has also been the work of his father Elendil for several years. The High King Gilgalad, who was cut off for the sake of the war, was only lightly mentioned by Esidor with the phrase "organizing the elven race to participate in the battle". The attitude of giving all the credit to oneself naturally caused some dissatisfaction among the elven race. But what if you are dissatisfied? In order to prevent the elven race from being defined as a "race of disrespectful heroes" by unwitting creatures, even King Serdan could only quietly send a letter to the Emperor of Man, reminding him not to forget the merits of everyone who participated in the "final battle". How can the elven king be disrespectful to the human emperor?

Knowing that it was unlikely, Vernor still hoped that Essidor would see the special status of the king of the woodlands and not pretend to make things difficult for the elven king.

The warm embrace and the comfort he will receive on the return journey allow the Elven King to walk calmly towards the plains of Graton. On the way, Thranduil was annoyed by the imaginary human emperor's pretense of trouble, but when he saw the Anduin River in the distance, the elven king found a way to convince him.

If you must meet with the Emperor of the People from a national perspective, then take the initiative to bow to him. Not only take the initiative to bow to the deer, but also compliment is indispensable. Anyway, everything that happened with the Emperor of the People could be instructed to go back with the soldiers and tell Vernor.