He comforted Yinyue softly across the table, "Don't be afraid, I'll help you settle accounts with that overlord." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Don't. Princess Yinyue hurriedly took away the scarf that had been covering her face, and said with a little eagerness and shyness, "Don't make him uncomfortable...... It would be nice for him to come and sit down from time to time. ”

Such a good female elf, even if you are wronged, you are afraid that you will be uncomfortable, why don't you know how to cherish it?

Isild's fists clenched again, nodded blankly, and rushed to the king's tent in the woodlands. Of course he pounced. The elf king was busy in the afternoon, and after three weddings, he personally went to the devil's training camp to meet with his advisors, and then led a group of officials to slowly walk towards the king's tent.

Too many officials are sometimes not so comfortable......

Thranduil stole a glance at Vernor, who didn't look good, and asked nonchalantly, "How long does it take for the dinner party to start?"

"Actually, it's already started. Edmund was turning his head to see how many elves had gathered on the other side of the dinner when he saw a white horse rushing straight at him. He subconsciously avoided it, and when he turned back, he saw Isild, the prince of Noldor, lying on the ground, and the advisor who landed lightly.

None of the creatures expected that it was Isild lying on the ground, and even Vernore froze for a moment. But she didn't have time to apologize to Prince Noldor now, so she could only half-kneel in front of Isild to block the angry Elven King. Although she had no idea why Prince Noldor was attacking Thrandil, once the two elves clashed directly, it would not be the business of the two elves, and it would cause a huge change that could shake the entire last alliance.

The living beings saw Thranduil's jaw turn diagonally, their eyes widened instantly, and the hand with the huge jeweled ring was clenched into a fist and swung out, finally standing still in front of the silver mask. The hand stretched out again, and when he tried to gently push away the Vernoll in the middle, he was held by the latter.

"It's my fault! I shouldn't have hurt Prince Noldor by mistake. Please go back to the king's tent and punish me again. It was like a picture of a mistake that provoked the king to teach him a lesson. Finding that the corners of Thrandil's mouth twitched, Vernorr increased the strength of his hand, held his hand tightly, and pretended to be very worried, and said, "Let's go back to the king's tent first, and see if Prince Noldor has any discomfort." ”

Isild was half-pushed and half-grabbed and dragged into the King's tent of the Forest King. With the tent temporarily closed, Thranduil opened a verbal battle between the elven royal clan with a roar and a punch in his face.

"Do you think I didn't see that you were trying to sneak up on me just now?"

"Don't use your dirty mind to judge me! I want to hit you, I don't want to sneak up on you!" Isilde, who was knocked sideways in the face by a punch, did not show weakness, relying on the fact that he was still wearing armor, and slammed it with his chest. Thranduil dodged sideways, grabbed him by the neck and fell to the ground. A common and completely unskilled battle is officially staged.

Aside from the royal status, the elves fight like ordinary elves, not only is there no noble and elegant posture at all, but even the kung fu of the mouth cannon is exactly the same as that of ordinary creatures. Fnorr handed the stage entirely over to the two angry elves, pondering in the midst of all sorts of filthy, mocking curses.

Through communication with Dewen, she found that the situation in the Woodland Kingdom was worse than she had imagined! How many harmful things had Thranduil done in a few months? Looking at the two elves on the ground who were still fighting each other, she sighed and began to analyze which thing to do first.

Let's solve the child's affairs first, and then find a way to give the equipment to the Dengdan.

Pulling two of the Noldor elves' usual black cloth masks from her arms, she walked over to the two elves who were still torn on the ground and crouched down. "Enough fighting, enough fighting, put on a mask and talk slowly. ”

Isilde looked at Thrandil, whose face was blue and purple, and couldn't help laughing. Although the latter pursed his lips, the blue eyeballs of the vast universe couldn't help but smile. The two elves let go of each other at the same time, taking the mask from Vernor's hand and putting it on themselves. Only then did I calmly begin to communicate.

Hearing Isild's angry words from time to time, the corners of Thrandil's mouth, hidden behind the mask, hooked up with great pleasure. "When did you meet Princess Silvermoon?"

"Huh?" Isild didn't expect the other party to react at all. He subconsciously replied: "When she was very young, she cried so sadly. Sensing something was wrong, he slapped the table on Thranduil's chest again. "Does it matter? When did I know her have anything to do with you bullying her?"

"First of all, I definitely didn't bully her. The more Thranduil thought about it, the happier he became, he was sure that Princess Silvermoon would not cause him any trouble. When you don't need the help of Princess Silvermoon, the elf on the other side will help you take care of everything. "I gave her the best life in the woodland and rarely went to see her. To be honest, I don't even remember what she looked like. You know, she's dressed so gorgeously, and she's got enough jewels on her body to make me look at her. ”

Isilde's face was relieved, and he was about to say, "It's pretty much the same," when suddenly something didn't feel right. He pretended to be angry and began to slap the table again, "It's because you brought someone to dry for so long, and you made her cry for your advisor." Are you embarrassed to say? Do you know how angry my father is? What is the bloodline of Princess Yinyue? It can be found on the genealogy of the elf royal family, and your identity is one level higher than yours, and you still don't know how to cherish it. ”

"It's just because her status is too high, so high that I don't think I deserve it. Thranduil glanced at Vernor, who was standing with his hands down, and raised his voice a little and said, "Don't you think that Princess Silvermoon is such a noble elf, should she find an elf who can also find a name on the royal family genealogy?"

"You have a point. Ilcid's fingers on the table began to tap unconsciously on the table.

As soon as Isilde was behind him, Vernor sat down across from Thrandil with his head shaken. "Now that you've discovered Prince Noldor's affection for Silvermoon, why don't you take the opportunity to send Silvermoon back to Noldor? ”

Why? For you, of course!!! "Who's to say I don't see her often, I'll invite her to dinner with me, and I'll have her sit right next to me. ”

The loss in Vernor's eyes was fleeting. She crossed her hands together and put them on the table, and said with a soft expression, "Thranduil, what were you doing when you were 20 years old?"