The dragon queen always teases me

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Meria took a piece of paper and began to write.

Jotun didn't know much about the matter, but he had done the work beforehand, so he also wrote his opinion.

Melia scratched the note to Jotun.

Jotun put down his pen and casually glanced at the content on the paper...

His pupils constricted suddenly.

Melia's fingers brushed her lips intentionally or unintentionally, a little dangerous and a little threatening.

Carl noticed her movement and looked inexplicable.

Melia was innocent and lovely in her childhood, but she never expected to become such a sharp woman after she grew up.

Carl suddenly thought of Bo Na's stunning face.

Why do they feel more and more similar?

The sand in the small hourglass came to an end silently.

Melia knocked on the table, "It's ok."

The waiter who received the paper could not read.

Jotun shuffled the order of the papers and reordered them fluidly.

This smooth movement gave Meria a sense of sight of a croupier.

"I agree with His Majesty's previous point." Jotun said.

There was no reaction in the chamber.

There are many families who are vassals of the Chatterley family, but there are also many who hate her.

"Considering the relationship with the elves, it is recommended not to deal with it."

Melia paused when she was playing with the pen.

John's eyes flickered.

"Suggest exile and deprive the Chatterley family of all rights."

"It is recommended to deal with the Duke of Chatterley, not his family."

"Proposes that Chatterley should be stripped of his dukedom."

"It is recommended to retain the rights of the Chatterley family and release His Royal Highness."

The chamber was eerily quiet.

Melia shuffled her fingers, "Continue."

She crossed her hands on the table and smiled at Yanyan.

The roundness of the girl's fingers gradually faded away, leaving behind the skinny and determined youth.

The nails are neatly manicured, and there is some light between the fingers under the light, like a knife.

These hands are the hands of a mage, which can cut human elements into pieces in an instant.

These hands are also the hands of the emperor - she can lift you up to the altar, or push you down from the clouds.

"Yes."

"It is recommended to release His Royal Highness and exile the Duke of Chatterley."

"It is recommended to temporarily release His Royal Highness..."

"Suggest……"

"His Royal Highness..."

Melia's smile became colder and colder.

"I understand everyone's opinions." Melia said: "Tomorrow I will definitely give you a satisfactory result, and the meeting will be adjourned."

"Confidential secretary," Meria said, "You stay."

She raised her hand, and the paper on the table suddenly caught fire.

"I have some private matters to discuss with you." Carl said.

"can."

The ministers filed out.

It was already beginning to light up.

"Let's write." Melia handed over the pen and paper.

Jotun bowed his head deeply, and he could only see Meria's intricate gold-rimmed cuffs and bluish-white skin.

"Your Majesty." Cold sweat fell.

Meria said: "I believe in the memory of Westminster's first full-scoring graduate."

Jotun took a deep breath and began to write.

Karl said: "I hope you can open the enchantment, some of my questions are related to your private affairs."

A thick barrier blocked Jotun at once.

Melia said: "Please tell me."

Carl frowned and said, "With all due respect, Your Majesty, you give me a very strange feeling now."

Meria said: "The empire does not allow intermarriage of direct and collateral blood relatives within three generations, not to mention that I am already married."

Carl said, "No."

The atmosphere is slightly relaxed.

"Do you admire Bona?"

"what?"

Carl said: "You give me the feeling that you are more and more like her."

"..."

"Is this the mentality of admiring the strong? Admiring the strong, learning from the strong, and becoming a strong."

Melia coughed lightly.

"you are wrong."

"I do love her, appreciate her, adore her when I'm weak and incapable, and use her even in my most painful and helpless situations," Meria said calmly, "but first and foremost, I'm an independent person, I have a separate will and personality."

"You think we are transformed, so I can only tell you that the strong have something in common." There was a faint smile in Meria's eyes.

Hey, show some face.

"Bona is a nearly perfect woman," Melia said: "I try to be better, the best."

"To be worthy of her?"

"No," she said with a smile, "make her feel high, so she's afraid of losing me."

"Your Majesty." Jotun patted the barrier.

Meria snapped her fingers, and the barrier disappeared.

"Looks like I'm busy today." Meria picked up a piece of paper, "Compare the handwriting."

Melia was ready to check the handwriting until late at night, but——

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness, he is gone!"

The author has something to say: It’s been a long time since I saw Jane Eyre, and I only remembered one sentence, to the effect: No one caught me with a net, I am an independent person, now, I want to use my independent will Leaving you.

independent love.

No one lives for anyone.

My lover is not my vassal.

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