The next day, after farming monsters, I went home, went into Princess Anarita's room, and quietly closed the door. Eighty-one? Chinese Network ? ?(一)(一). (a) 8?

Sitting face to face with Princess Anarita, if it weren't for the sound of chopping vegetables and stir-frying vegetables from time to time outside the door, the ambiguous atmosphere between me and Princess Anarita would be so embarrassing and embarrassing.

With a light cough, I was the first to speak, breaking the awkward silence: "Has the princess been having nightmares every day lately?" ”

"Hmm," she nodded.

"What, yesterday I took the liberty of asking Susan and Belle to help check your body, in fact, there is a reason......"

She nodded shyly. "I know."

"Huh? Know? Do you already know why? "I looked confused, I didn't seem to have told her to check for traces of cursed magic, did I?

"Hmm" she nodded, a little embarrassed, and said, "Do you want to check on me...... Am I ......"

Princess Anaryta's face was redder than a ripe tomato, and she was halfway through her words, and at last she could no longer speak.

However, it was this act that made my heart tumble and tumble: for Mao, I always felt that the reason why Princess Anarita thought that I had her body examined was very different from the reason I thought?

Moreover, why does it come to me when I see the princess's expression that I can't help but think of the workman's mouth?

Is it my inner twist caused by not jerking off for too long?

Or is it because the princess is really thinking about the erotic side of things, and she unconsciously infects me?

I distinctly felt my lower body, somewhere separated, expanding and stretching at an extremely exaggerated degree, and even the sturdy jeans I was wearing were unconsciously pushed out of a very conspicuous 'tent'.

Thankfully, Princess Anarita and I were separated by a desk, large enough to cover my awkward tent.

But I had the illusion that if I left the tent to swell, it wouldn't be long before the sturdy jeans would tear out and my little brother would tear out.

If Princess Anarita were to see this meeting, I would be ashamed to die.

Now, I can only secretly pray that these jeans can support my body as strong as a small car.

At the same time, I was also secretly planning: when I reach the tenth level in the future and do the transformation task, I must find the most awesome tailor and sew a set of clothes comparable to the Hulk's pants, only such a strong costume can support my little brother who is angry at any time.

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......

To avoid the embarrassment of falling silent again, I got straight to the point and said the name 'Akahavi'.

For a moment, Princess Anarita's shy expression froze, and then, almost sluggishly, she kept repeating the words 'Akahavi', and then, her body began to tremble, and the sluggishness in her eyes gradually replaced by fear.

"No, no, head, headache, headache......"

Princess Anarita's voice began to twist, tear, and agony, as if someone was constantly torturing her.

"Princess, princess!"

I stepped forward quickly and put my arm around her shoulders: "Princess, what's wrong with you?" ”

Princess Anarita's eyes are unpredictable, sometimes frightened, sometimes confused, sometimes angry, sometimes complicated.

"Princess, wake up, wake up."

I shook her shoulders and stared at her, trying to wake her out of her near-madness, but it all seemed in vain, Princess Anarita's expression was still glazed and her eyes were still changing.

What to do?

I asked myself: Do you want to call Taylor to see what's going on? Or contact the elf patriarch and ask her how to save her?

However, if I leave the room, will the princess do anything unexpected, such as self-harm?

If I call out to Taylor, it will alarm the rest of the family and cause unnecessary trouble and panic.

What should I do?

What to do?

I was also in a momentary trance at the same time.

The next second, I heard Princess Analita's weakened voice in my ears: "Xiao Yi, my head hurts so much, I'm so sad......"

Looking up, Princess Anarita's eyes had returned to normal, but her expression was still painful, as if she was sick.

"Relax, princess, relax your body, it might be better," I reached out, picked her up from the chair, and gently lowered her to the bed.

I sat on the chair next to the bed, watching the princess's expression and thinking about what to do next.

"Why, why do I have a pain in my head and heart when I hear this name, and besides, I'm so confused......"

Princess Anaryta's voice was weak, but it revealed her painful feelings.

"An Xiaoyi, am I going to die?"

Her eyes were full of reluctance.

"Nonsense, you are the princess of the elven clan, and the empress will not let you hang up so easily" I squeezed out a smile and said, "Besides, with Grandpa Taylor, a cheat-level priest, you won't die, princess." ”

"That's, that's good" She stroked her head with both hands, and her painful expression surfaced again: "But, it's so painful, it's really painful, why, why is that?" Xiao Yi, tell me, why is this? You must know the answer, you must know, please, tell me, why does my head hurt so much, my heart hurts so much? ”

Looking into Princess Anarita's pleading eyes, I frowned, silent, hesitating.

"Please, tell me, I'm really, so sad......"

Large drops of sweat rolled down her forehead, wetting her messy show and baggy pajamas.

Looking at her painful and haggard face, I reluctantly said, "You, really want to know?" ”

"I ...... Want to ......"

She was sad and silent, but she still opened her eyes and pleaded with me.

"Okay," I sighed, "Akahavi, he's your older brother and the one who hit you in the head. ”

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Silence once again filled the room.

A few seconds later, a terrible scream alarmed everyone in the treehouse.

At the same time as the door was slammed open, this room, which was originally spacious, was instantly filled with people.

Everyone's eyes shot at Princess Anarita who was lying on the bed.

At this moment, the princess was pale and unconscious.

Taylor carried the wine bottle and slowly stepped forward, walked up to Princess Analita, and examined her head.

After that, he turned to me and asked, "What did you say to her, bastard?" ”

My expression was indifferent, my eyes drooped, and I fell on Princess Anarita's pale face, and re-expounded everything I had just given birth to word by word.

After hearing this, Taylor was silent for a while, and said, "Everything can only depend on the meaning of the God of Creation." ”