Vernorr had a feeling of being teased. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info If it weren't for Thranduil's still being in a weak state, she really wanted to punch the other party hard. But at the thought that he had just pulled out of his sadness, Vernor could only gently pat Thranduil with his palm. In the midst of the other party's refreshing laughter, she shot back: "I don't know if they will agree to let me stay." ”

"That's what I'll do. You don't have to worry, being by my side is your most important thing. Thranduil, who was full of fighting spirit, waved his hand and ordered unceremoniously: "I'm hungry." ”

Vernore, with his mask on, went out and ordered the attendants to bring the food. Before the attendant entered the dormitory, she had not forgotten to remind her with a playful face: "Your Majesty is playing sexually and wants to play a game with us." Whoever calls him 'Your Majesty' within three days will be transferred out of the inner palace. ”

None of the attendants were willing to be transferred to a post far from the Elven King, so in the past few days, Vernorr had indeed fulfilled his promise, so that Thranduil had not heard a word of His Majesty's address. Even so, the Elven King still used the excuse of "personal affairs like to do it himself" as an excuse in the coming months, and reduced the number of attendants in the inner palace. He didn't want to inadvertently reveal his feelings for Vernor, and once again be captured by his attendants and passed on to officials who were bent on waiting for the queen of the woodland.

I shouldn't have given the Wood Elves any more reason to break up Fnorr. So he decided. Of course, that's all for later.

Three days later, under the careful care of Vernor and his attendants, Thranduil walked slowly out of the inner palace. Still struggling to move, he refused all support and insisted that Vernore stay in the inner palace.

"Declare in advance that everything I will do next is not a calculation, it is just a king who needs to solve it from time to time. Before leaving, Thranduil raised his chin and said to Vernor, who was crouching on the ground to put on his boots.

"Yes, yes, yes. You're not a dwarf with a clockwork in your hands, how can you be expected to be motivated all the time?" She stopped what she was doing, squatted on the ground and raised her face and said subconsciously: "However, being a king can't be too willful." ”

Thranduil, who said "no, no", thought in his heart: I want to be willful!

Vernor's return has undoubtedly rekindled his fighting spirit. But her return doesn't mean that everything will automatically get better. How could Thranduil, who had been waiting for this moment, not be ready to keep her, especially when the person in question had shown a willingness to follow, how could he allow the problem to lie with him?

Therlandil, you shouldn't let your officials feel an inexplicable sense of crisis about her, and you shouldn't allow any of the Wood Elves to question her following. If he didn't even do this, the king of nearly a hundred years would have done it in vain. With this in mind, he sat on the throne of the council hall and issued a number of completely unreasonable instructions while the officials were still intoxicated with the excitement of "the elf king got rid of his sadness". Although unreasonable instructions are mixed with reasonable instructions, they still do not escape the increasingly sharp thinking of officials.

"It's just a matter of refusing the invitation of the human queen to establish diplomatic relations. Arnol's food is more popular with the Wood Elves, but the food that Gondor exports to us has always been of high quality and low price, and it is not a big problem to continue to rely on Gondor food. But how can you refuse to export timber to Linton?"

Several officials who were so anxious that their faces were flushed instantly approached the throne and issued persuasions one after another.

"Supporting Xidu is a routine when there is a forest!"

"Xidu is the cause of the whole family, and Jingjing has the obligation to share it. ”

"There's no need to offend King Serdan for the sake of wood, and you can't support the elves' right to embrace Vera. ”

Even Edmund, who has always attached more importance to the wealth of the country, frowned and thought for a long time, and finally stood up and said: "The timber sent to the shore of Gray Harbor every year to support Xidu does not have any burden on the current giant green forest. Let's go on business as usual, right?"

Thranduil understood what the officials meant, and knew better than any living creature what would happen to anger the Ship King. He didn't compromise, though. The deliberate refusal to invite the Linton envoy to the council hall for this act was the sake of this behavior. Thranduil also expected that the refusal to support Xidu would not be carried out. Even if he claimed that the Forest would no longer send any more timber to the shore of Grey Harbor for free, no Wood Elf would ever pass the news on to the Linton Emissary.

The same elves, the ship king and the elves of the entire gray harbor are giving for nothing, but their own country refuses to provide any help against the convention, this kind of thing makes the wood elves talk to Linton's envoy? Therefore, Thranduil knew very well that it was impossible for this command to reach the council hall, let alone the ears of those who were not present. That's exactly what he's for!

The Elf King, who had not heard all kinds of opinions, lightly patted the table, and concluded the topic with a demeanor that officials had understood for decades to be finalized. Under the watchful eyes of a group of officials who did not dare to speak anymore, he picked up another official letter. As the official letter depicting the highest mountain in the valley and the palace of the forest was opened, the grim color on Thranduil's face changed to playfulness.

But after a few days of ignoring it, the wedding of half-bald and Brian has been scheduled?

Glancing at the date written on the official letter again, the Elf King, who didn't intend to give the officials any good looks, couldn't help but raise the official letter and said with a smile: "100 years of the Three Eras, there are still more than ten years. Looks like it's probably Galadriel's time?"

Seeing the Elf King's smiling face, all the woodland officials relaxed a lot. The official in charge of contacting Luo Lin hurriedly replied with a smile: "The invitation was only sent the night before yesterday. Listening to the messenger of the Luolin who sent the letter, the lady thought about it for a long time, and finally set a time at the beginning of the month. It is set at 100 years, and it is also the king of ships who is trying to promote it. With the idea that the lady wanted to keep her only daughter by her side, she originally planned to set the wedding for a hundred years later. ”

Do you want to be a hundred years from now? Galadriel is really too strong. The matter of marriage should have been based on the man's opinion, and she not only decided as a member of the woman's family, but also planned to delay it after the renovation of the Lingu Manor. Fortunately, Calebrian fell in love with Elrond, a wise man with a generous personality who would not say anything. If it were me......

Feeling that she had escaped another catastrophe, Thranduil once again set her eyes on the invitation and began to reflect on her actions in this happy event.

Thranduil remembers well that it was in the year 51 of the Trioch that he gave Elrond the Necklace of the Dusk Star, which represented the approval of the Horin. Elrond, who saw the necklace, had only ended his state of being in the dark at that time. After rejecting all living beings, the wise man reacted with the abandonment of all conscience to denounce the Originator, Thrandil. When it comes to the most exciting part, he has always been elegant, and even has a great intention of rolling up his sleeves and fighting.