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I hope you will never recall such a memory in your life.

She stared at the girl with long chestnut hair hanging on the painting in a daze.The child has beautiful eyes that are so blue that they are almost transparent.

If Meria really looked at her carefully, she would instantly understand that this was a sign of strong mental power.

Eyes like that can control everything.

"His Majesty?"

Bo Na suddenly took her in his arms.

"His Majesty?"

Bo Na had done too many intimate actions this day, and she no longer felt anything.

"I'm sorry." When she was still thinking about whether she should hug the Queen back, Bo Na said suddenly.

"what?"

"The King will not leave again."

How do you feel that the queen is sorry for her?

Pedophile?Run after eating?She gets hit too hard and loses her memory?

Meria was disgusted by her own thoughts.

"Whatever you say, this king will never leave again."

I can already... protect you.

"Hmm." Melia patted Bo Na's shoulder lightly.

The atmosphere was really weird.

Melia scanned around to find something to say: "You drew it from your memory?"

"After you are 14 years old, this king can only imagine." Bo Na straightened her waist, and her fingers attached to the fire element lightly brushed the contours of Meria's face.

I miss you when you are 15 or 16 years old. I miss you when you grow up like a budding flower.

"I heard that the human race will get engaged at the age of 16?" Bo Na asked coldly.

She has imagined the scene of Melia's wedding [-] times, imagined different men and women around her, but without her.

"Well, yes." Melia said vaguely.

Bo Na said lightly: "It seems that you have."

Melia touched her nose, "I think he's going to marry someone else soon."

"Oh, so you are hurt by love?" The queen's tone was a little dangerous.

Melia explained clearly: "I was trying to avoid him."

Bo Na said: "I heard that those who escaped from marriage will eventually grow old together with each other."

Meria said: "I am fresh and not routine."

There was a smile in Bo Na's eyes, "Then what if he keeps chasing you?"

Meria said seriously: "Then the leader, you should raise the torch in your hand."

"what?"

This is the generation gap.

Melia worries about her communication with Bo Na.

"Is it okay to burn to death?"

Meria nodded, "Yes, just burn it to death."

Bo Na said: "You are cold, you are ruthless."

Melia said: "You are making trouble for no reason."

Looking at each other for a while, each of them laughed.

"I'll wait for your answer." Bo Na touched her forehead symbolically. "Good night."

Before she could finish speaking, the curtains were drawn by the elemental transformation.

She placed a candlestick with only one candle lit by the bedside.

"Good night."

She is afraid of the dark, but also hates being too bright when she sleeps.

So, she just lights a candle when she sleeps.

Did the queen really know her long ago?

Did she really lose her memory?

This room is full of her portraits, and under the dim candlelight, all the portraits are silently staring at the bed.

From toddler to teenage girl.

They all smiled innocently, with clear eyes.

What an innocent face.

Her whole life seemed to be frozen in this room.

Meria snapped her fingers, and the wind blew out the candle.

It can only be said that the blackout effect of Bona's choice of curtains is too good, and the room is completely dark.

Without the light, she couldn't see the portrait clearly.

But even if she couldn't see clearly, she felt that these people were watching her.

How affectionate Bo Na is to her.

But what is she going to do?

Melia covered her eyes with her hands in pain.

The portrait is watching her, mocking her.

Those naive girls satirized her desire for profit.

"What can I do? I'm also desperate." Melia said in a low voice.

"Good night."

The author has something to say: This chapter mainly explains whether Fandinsina has any relationship with the queen, and why the queen is so enthusiastic about the public election.

Thank you little angels for your support. Since the author is a student, I have been using the manuscript box during non-holidays and I cannot see your replies.

I will reply during the holidays and give refills to the little angels.

Chapter 7 Chapter VII The Queen's Bride

The huge chandelier shone dazzlingly.

Meria, who was standing under the ceiling, obviously hadn't realized what happened yet.

She couldn't imagine that she was actually standing here.

When she opened her eyes in the morning, she saw Bo Na's back.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

"How are you thinking?" she asked with some hope.

"Well, I think the relationship between two people is very important. Time, yes, time. Time will help us prove everything. It will show many shortcomings and disadvantages of people. I mean, we don't know enough, yes," Meria looked straight into Bona's eyes, "I agree."

She just agreed, not after careful consideration, not premeditated, not out of the blue, or conditioned reflex, she agreed.

Then she was carried by the Queen.

"It's unbelievable," Bona murmured.

I don't know why Bo Na's face was extremely pale.

"What?" Melia didn't hear clearly, she asked with some concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I've got you," said the Queen, dodging the latter question.



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