What the hell to celebrate! What's there to celebrate? After responding with a long roll of his eyes, Thranduil half-shouted, "Change one!" ”

Dissatisfied? That's right, Thranduil is unmarried, and his biological mother has long since passed away, and the elves have always taken reason and will not pay too much attention to kinship. In other words www.biquge.info the elf king may not be able to understand the terrible mystery of the relationship between his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and Nader patiently explained: "You may not know that the two of them have not stopped quarreling since I succeeded to the throne. My mother was to continue to have full authority over the royal court, and my wife claimed that the internal affairs of the royal court had always been under the control of the current queen. Before the battle, the two of them quarreled every day, and they would quarrel for three or five days. The terrible thing is that when I get into a fight, I will have to decide what is right and wrong. One is a mother and a wife, and their own reasons are right, who should I help? Who can I help? I had to avoid them as much as possible, so as not to be in a dilemma. I once swore that whoever told my mother to stop arguing with his wife, I would give back with half of my wealth. It's a pity that half of the wealth I want to give away has not been touched in the treasury of Lonely Mountain...... As long as they stop arguing, my days will be heaven. It's rare for them not to quarrel, and it's a great thing for me to celebrate, and I have to celebrate! ”

"But this reason doesn't stand up to the elves at all!" An agitated Thranduil waved his hand, approached Nader and said, "It's better to have a reason to celebrate that all races can't stop." ”

It wasn't until all the wine in the XL bottle had been consumed by one person that Nader gave an answer that slightly satisfied the Elven King. He said, "Does my birthday count?" It will be my 120th birthday in ten days. ”

"That's good. That's it! The blonde king tilted his chin and said thoughtfully: "The elf celebrates the gestation day on the 100th birthday, and the 100-year-old celebration is very grand. You dwarves cannot live forever, and the tenth birthday should indeed be celebrated. You are the highest-ranking king of the dwarves, and Gondor can say something......"

In other words, not only can King Nader's 120th birthday celebration be in full swing in the war zone, but King Gondor can also take the opportunity to participate? Even the ship king and the wise man have no right to interfere with the dwarven king's birthday celebrations, and they have to express themselves from the position of elves. Sure enough, it's a perfect birthday!

"This birthday has to be a big one. How big you can do, how big you can do! Not to mention the lanterns in the war zone, the fireworks must also be prepared enough! Thranduil smiled heartily and said generously, "All expenses will be borne by my woodland." It is the Woodland Kingdom's gratitude to its close friends. ”

Knowing that you are the richest royal family of the elven clan at the moment, you are not short of money, and Gushan is not bad for money. Last year, the five new money vaults in Gushan were almost full. Who wants to risk having to be liquidated by you one day with your money? It is rumored that the Emperor of Man has everything he has today because his biological mother was disrespectful to you. If one day you are not happy, and you think that I have spent a lot of money on you, I may not be able to cope with this trouble.

Although he was a little unhappy, Nader did not dare to raise an objection. Nader, who had developed an inexplicable fear of the Elven King, had no choice but to smile and nod his head, and marveled at the generosity of the woodland.

Thranduil, who had received a satisfactory answer, did not linger long, and before getting up to leave, he turned and reminded Nader: "This is not my intention, it has nothing to do with me. ”

Hiding behind the scenes? While he couldn't stop taunting each other in his heart, Nader, who had been with the elven dynasty for more than two years, also understood what Thranduil meant. He waved his hand and said solemnly, "Of course." My birthday party, of course, is my own will, and it has absolutely nothing to do with you. ”

So, the next day, Thranduil saw the camp that began to be lit up. The busy dwarven soldiers strapped their weapons to their waists, giggling and shoving the ornaments that Gondor had sent around. Ten days later, on the afternoon of the Lonely Mountain King's birthday dinner, Vernor, who was already able to act on his own, also saw it. She sat by the window, frowning at the dwarven soldiers who wore festive ornaments on their armor.

Knowing that it was the dwarf king's birthday, Vernor couldn't say anything against it, but suggested that the elf king try to avoid it except for the necessary etiquette.

"How to avoid it? The recent allied king of the woodland has a birthday, and I, as the king of the woodland, should not only express it well, but also treat it as a post. The Elven King, who was standing beside Vernor, leaned out of the window, looked at the dwarf who was tying up the ribbon and smiled, "I should summon the woodland elves from Mordor's side to help." If it weren't for the fact that the woodland was too far away to leave for the dinner party now, I would have summoned hundreds of elves from the woodland to congratulate me. ”

Although he didn't know the "three prohibitions" that the ship king asked the elf king to do, Vernoll also knew that such a scene would be dazzling in the eyes of the human emperor. But Thranduil was right. The woodlands and the lonely mountains stand on each other in Middle-earth, and showing kindness and respect to their neighbors is what the king of the woodlands should do.

Furnoor, who was in a dilemma, stood up without saying a word, and used his eyes to stop Thranduil from coming to help, and slowly walked towards the bed. How could Thranduil not know what that looked?

Stretching out his hand to support her, Thranduil said cautiously, "Nader too, doing this in the war zone. I'll talk about him later! ”

"You are on an equal footing with the King of the Lonely Mountain, what qualifications do you have to say that he holds a birthday banquet? Besides, dwarves don't have a deep friendship with humans, and the lonely mountain is even more so. His Majesty Gushan doesn't care about the feelings of the human emperor at this time, and no one is qualified to talk about him. Sadly walking to the bedside, Vernor suddenly turned his back to Thrandil and said, "Tens of thousands of Arnor people depend on you as the woodland elves, on the human emperor. Whether they will be happy in the future or not is largely determined by the future actions of the emperor. Now I hope that the human emperor will not be affected by the loss of power of Gondor and be the king of Arnol. ”

What is the fate of human beings, nature is determined by human beings themselves, so why should you bother with them?

Thranduil did not dare to say this, but promised that he would not be stingy in helping. Vernore laughed a little, and did not drive away the elves who were huddled around him.

"Even if Your Majesty wants to help, I'm afraid that the Emperor won't accept it. Any child who has just come of age will have a grudge against the creatures who restrict their strength. What's more, you're almost ...... in the Chamber of Secrets."

Knowing that this was not good for both parties and that it was a topic that should not be brought up again, Vernoll suddenly relented. She looked down and thought for a moment, and when Thranduil was about to quietly put his hand on her shoulder, she suddenly said, "Please stay away from the current human emperor, Your Majesty." After a long time, forgetting your existence will also dilute this resentment. ”