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"Aiyi, why did you come back so early today? Haven't you been to the Elven Ruins yet? ”

In the evening, before the sun set, Ji Ran came to find Sen Feng.

"Everyone went, but I didn't." Ji Ran stood outside the icicle and looked at the forest wind in the icicle seal and said.

"Why don't you go?" Sen Feng asked strangely.

"Because I'm going to wait for you, I'm going to go with you after you break the seal." Ji Ran said with a smile.

"Hehe, you don't have to do this, you can go with everyone." Sen Feng shook his head with a smile and said.

"How so? Because I am frozen here, you endure the biting cold every day, how can I ignore your feelings and only take risks on my own?

I'm going to come with you when your seal is lifted. Ji Ran said with a smile.

"Okay, though, I don't want that to be a cause for you to blame, I'm willing to do anything for you, as long as you're happy." Sen Feng said with a slight smile.

"Thank you, Senfeng." Ji Ran said gratefully.

Mordrake hadn't slept well for days since he saw the fairy in the wind, and whenever night came, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful girl when he closed his eyes, although the night was very hazy, and the girl wore a wide hood, he only vaguely saw the girl's delicate face by the faint moonlight, but the encounter that caught him in the middle of it had already made him deeply into it.

With his own memory, he tried to draw the appearance of the girl on the drawing paper, and although he was good at drawing, he was not satisfied with it anyway, and could not draw her beauty, which seemed to be impossible to describe with the best brush, and could not be described in any words.

Over the course of a few days, Modrec described herself as much haggard, and the attentive Anna King noticed everything.

Anakin is the queen of Lacasia, the wife of the lord of Lacaxia, and the biological mother of Mordrec.

"Mordrac, my dear son, what is it that bothers you so much? Did it make you haggard to this point? Anna King held Modrek's handsome face and said very distressedly.

"Mother, I met a beautiful girl, but I didn't know her name, I didn't know where she lived, and I searched for several days, but there was still no result." Modrek said melancholy.

"What does that girl look like? Or what are the characteristics? Mother is here to help you find it. Annakin said, looking at Modrak.

"Her face was hidden in the night, and I didn't see it clearly, but I saw that her eyes were as beautiful as the stars in the sky." Mordrake recalled.

"Do not be sorrowful, my dear son, but I know that if I have a beautiful girl in the palace another day, I will gather all the beautiful girls in the city, and I will find her." Annakin stroked Modrak's face and said lovingly.

"That's great, thank you, Mother." Modrek said gratefully.

"My dear son, be happy, only if you have a confident look, can you attract the attention of girls more." Anna Kim said lovingly, took off the diamond ring in her hand, and handed it to Mordrake.

"Mother, what is this?" Modrek asked, holding the beautiful diamond ring.

"This is the ring in the lake, it was given to me by your grandmother, as long as you put the ring on the hand of a pure girl, she will fall in love with you without hesitation, when you meet that girl, put this ring on her hand, and you will get the most beautiful love." Annakin said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mother." When Mordrak got the ring, she was so happy that she got it in her pocket.

Soon after, Anakin invited all the nobles in the city of La Cassia to a banquet, and all the girls from the noble families were present, many of them knew that Modrek was not engaged, and these nobles desperately wanted to get in touch with Mordrak in order to secure the interests of their families, and all the noble girls appeared at the ball dressed up in the most shiny and beautiful clothes.

Sometimes they sang and sometimes danced, like cheerful larks, and filled the court with joy and laughter.

And Mordrak looked at these beautiful girls, but she was never happy, although these noble girls were very beautiful and very cultivated, but they were far less beautiful than the girl in the wind that romantic night encounter.

Her long blond hair and starry eyes were deeply imprinted on Mordrak's heart, and he could not forget it for a long time.

At the ball, Mordrak sat on his throne like a lonely watchman, and let the beautiful girl frequently make overtures, but he was always indifferent, and he vented all his disappointment in the sour wine, and before he knew it, he was already a little drunk.

"Your Highness Mordrake, could you please do a dance?" At this time, a noble girl named Kreya came to Mordrac.

She is the daughter of the Brooke family, the second largest family after the castle lord's family, the future heir of the Brooke family, and the most promising candidate for Modrak's fiancée.

"I'm sorry, I drank too much today and don't want to dance, I'm very sorry." Although Modreyk politely apologized to Miss Crayer, she undoubtedly did not save face for Miss Creja in public.

In the human world, there is a tradition of women first, if a woman asks a man for help, if the man does not have a very reasonable reason, he should not refuse, not to mention that Miss Creya is obviously courting Modreque, but she is rejected by Modrec, which is undoubtedly very impolite.

The surrounding nobles all have a lot of complaints about Modrek, not only because he has been very bad at this banquet, and has rejected many noble girls' overtures, but now even Miss Creyja's overtures have been rejected.

These nobles were furious, although Mordrak was a prince, but they could not be so unruly and unruly.

Without the support of these nobles, Lakasia's family would not have been able to ascend to the throne of the city.

"Are you going to reject me?" Miss Creya was a little surprised, and after being stunned for a moment, she looked at Modrec and asked.

Mordrac looked at Kreya's obviously displeased eyes, and nodded earnestly with the cold arrogance of the high.

"Well, Your Highness Modrek, if I can't win your favor, I'll have to find another dance partner, I hope Your Highness doesn't mind." Creya smiled, a hint of menace in her words, and turned away.