"It's a little less. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere were never fewer than 20 attendants on the terrace before, not counting musicians, chefs, and instructors. But now, where can I find so many attendants? It's easy to say what to do, so I'll tell them to put more furnishings in the past, and then send more melons, fruits, and cakes. It's ......" Wiping the corners of his eyes again, Edmund said with infinite anticipation: "I just don't know when His Majesty will take his queen to enjoy leisure on the terrace." ”

"This kind of thing is not urgent. And as soon as I heard the news, I rushed here, not only to see how the advisor was doing, but also to take the opportunity to talk to her about it. It is better to have the help of the advisor to urge Your Majesty than for us to be scolded for not doing justice with one mouth. Looking at the two elves on the terrace who were talking happily again, Dewen was about to stop hesitating to disturb them. As soon as he raised his legs, he saw the elf king who had changed into a robe coming over.

Behind him were a few attendants who were either carrying simple easels or holding drawing paper and brushes, and the elf king who was holding a book in his hand looked radiant, which made Dewen feel happy. It seems that Your Majesty is in a good mood today, and if Your Excellency Advisor takes the opportunity to make a statement, maybe Your Majesty will agree to start the election of the Queen?"

Devon was so excited that he almost snapped his hands, but luckily he didn't make any noise to disturb the creatures on the terrace. As soon as he grabbed Edmund, who was about to step forward to salute, he said excitedly, "You hurry up and arrange the increase in arrangement first." When you're done, I'll ask Your Majesty to visit your Advisor. ”

Under the other party's eyes full of suspicion and worry, Dewen said meaningfully: "Don't you see that Your Majesty is in a good mood? By the way, I'll call an attendant to bring me the gifts that the children have made for the advisors, so that even if His Majesty doesn't let me visit, the advisors will look at the children's gifts and find a way to come to me. As soon as I had the opportunity to speak alone, I asked my lord to persuade His Majesty to identify the queen as soon as possible. Thinking that Your Majesty is so happy, even if you are angry, you will not scold the advisor like you scold us, maybe you can really listen to it. Isn't there hope for our queen and prince?"

As soon as the words fell, Edmund, who understood the meaning, had already galloped away like oil on the soles of his feet. Dewen had no choice but to hide under the leaves to avoid being discovered by the creatures on the terrace. He wanted to take advantage of the gap between waiting for Edmund and give the Elven King a little more time to enjoy his leisure time.

Edmund struggled to get twenty attendants on the terrace. For this reason, even he changed into the clothes of an ordinary attendant, and squeezed to the elf king's side with an extremely flattering smile, not remembering at all that Dewen was still hiding under a tree not far away and waiting for him. Unfortunately, the sight that had been seen on the palace terrace eight years ago only lasted for a few seconds, as he didn't have time to dodge the elven king's rapidly moving arm with a paintbrush.

"Go down at once with all your attendants, and I will call you if necessary. Frustrated, looking at the nearly defaced portrait of Queen Aurel, Thranduil turned his head and swept over. Finding that Edmund blamed himself so much that his brows were about to tie his brows, he explained in a sharp tone: "Didn't you notice that as soon as you led the attendants up, even the progress on the lord's side slowed down? ”

Disobeying the king's orders may also be punished to learn to cook, and it will be even more difficult to see His Majesty...... Edmund respectfully bowed to the lord and beckoned all his attendants to step aside.

Thranduil quickly put down the strokes in his hand, didn't even bother to tidy up his sleeves, grabbed the book that had been put aside and walked over. In order to cover up the impolite behavior of interrupting the other creatures, after standing sideways between Elrond and Vernor, the elven king pretended to reward him and said, "It is up to you to write word by word, and it is slow and easy to miss. Let's mark it directly in this ancient dwarf book. ”

As he spoke, he leaned in the direction of Vernor. Although the other party subconsciously took two steps back, he looked at it with a smile. The anticipation revealed in the blue eyes provoked the elf king to almost shout, "I'll help you too." ”

"Why don't you help too. I can't just rely on what she and I understand. Carefully taking the book, Elrond managed to make the Elven King's jaw lift with these words. Turning his face to look at the dark-haired half-elf who had taken Vernor away and deprived him of his alone time with her, the Elven King threw a roll of his eyes.

"Don't you see I'm busy painting?" As soon as he took two steps, he was greeted by the next words of the wise man of Middle-earth with a sense of foreboding.

"Speaking of which, how did I teach you the goblin language?" Elrond, who was determined to give the Elven King a counterattack, put on a stern posture and said to Vernor: "You use goblin for the rest of the communication, and I use the Oriental." Practice what you've learned while avoiding disturbing your busy majesty with elven language. Speaking a language he doesn't understand won't distract him. ”

For the next ten minutes, not only did the two elves talk more and more pleasantly in a language that Thranduil did not understand, but Elrond also drew closer and closer in the direction of Vernor. After hearing Vernor's laughter again, the Elven King looked up. It was discovered that Elrond had actually walked to a position where he was almost touching her shoulder, and was still speaking strange language, making Vernorr bend over and laugh, and once even hit Elrond's shoulder with his head, revealing the hand of the Elven King holding the paintbrush.

Lingu is half-bald! Relying on knowing more than I am, he dares to do something to please Vernorr under my nose! The corner of the Elf King's mouth twitched, and he strode over with the pen in his hand.

"I've figured out that it's not a good habit to have exclusive knowledge. With a slightly disgusted movement, Elrond pulled away a bit, and the Elven King stood between the two elves again. As he spoke, he didn't forget to spread his arms a little, blocking the female elf behind him with his wide sleeves. "So, I decided to give you the ancient dwarves in my possession. From now on, put away your frivolity that is incompatible with your status as a wise man, and begin the study of the ancient dwarven language in the most serious form. ”

Finally got him in!

Elrond hurriedly changed into a serious posture, and held the ancient dwarf book in both hands to the elven king.

When the three elves spoke their respective elven languages according to the order of the ancient dwarven characters in the books, Elrond became the bearer of the pen. The reason is that the elf's injured arm should be used sparingly, and the elf king is busy using the act of drinking to reduce his anger.