[Quick Travel] Poor little girl wants to be the big villain

This elf was only a guard in the team, but he didn't hide his voice at all, not only Qingyue heard it, but even passers-by could hear it clearly.Onlookers: "..."

Although I know that you elves are narcissistic, there is no need to be so fearless. There is a circle here, but they are all human races!

Andy Saier nodded and repelled the elf guards, "Go back to the team."

The elf pursed his lips, "Yes, Master Guard."

After he finished speaking, he took a step back and returned to the team, but the displeasure on his face clearly told everyone that he had no intention of regretting it at all!

furious!rude!

The people outside looked at the circle around here, and then looked at the familiar little princess Yijia, the heart of eating melons was ignited, and they slowly squeezed here.

Passers-by inside couldn't get out, and those outside were trying to squeeze in here.

Soon, this bustling street was blocked.

Another lazy voice came from the carriage, "Andy, haven't you solved it yet?"

Andy lowered his eyes, and a faint bright green condensed in his hand, "Return to Your Highness, it will be resolved soon."

If it is not necessary, they will not easily attack the human race. Of course, if someone asks for trouble, don't blame them for not reminding them.

The bodyguards who can protect the princess are naturally strong, although they are like ants compared to Andisel.But ants also have a sense of danger.

The guards' faces froze, they got off their horses one after another, and gathered around Qingyue.

Just when the atmosphere was arrogant and domineering, the crowd behind suddenly dispersed to both sides, and the voice came from a distance, with a hint of urgency.

"The city lord is here!"

"Get out of the way, everyone else."

Dad is here?

Qingyue's face brightened, and she mustered up a bit of arrogance when facing Andy Saier.

He raised his chin high, "I tell you, my father is here, you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a cold sound from behind.

"Shameful thing, don't let me get out!"

"You guys, quickly take Qingyue away."

The smile on Qingyue's face froze, and she turned around for no reason, "Father! What do you mean?"

There was a hint of unconscious coquettishness in the elongated ending, and Qingyue was half coquettish and half puzzled.

Unexpectedly, my father, who has always been kind and affectionate, not only was not moved at all, but showed indifference that had never been seen before.

An extremely strong coercion suddenly broke out on him, and Qing Yue's shoulders collapsed, and all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

When Qing Wenyao faced Andy Saier, a polite yet respectful smile appeared on his face again.

Standing behind her and being detained symbolically by the guards, Qing Yue's eyes widened in a daze. For the first time, she saw her father bend his back.

She glanced at the gorgeous carriage subtly.

Who is it.

It's a pity that she won't know the answer for the time being, Qing Wenyao waved and erected a soundproof wall.

I don't know what they talked about.

Finally, Qing Wenyao smiled slightly, removed the soundproof wall, and respectfully led the way ahead, leading the group of elves towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The passers-by around saw that the matter was over, and they didn't stay too much.

After a while, the turmoil here subsided, and only occasionally a child would say crisply: "The elves are so beautiful."

The breeze caressed the gauze curtain of the carriage, and the chief guard hung the bead curtain on the wall of the carriage, leaned forward and stretched out a hand.

"Your Highness."

The people waiting in the city lord's mansion unconsciously took a breath, and concentrated on looking at the hand that was slowly pulled out by the chief guard.

The snow-white wrist is like the finest mutton jade, exuding a lustrous light.

As that hand protruded more and more, half of the face of the elven beauty in a white robe with gold trim was exposed to everyone's sight.

The face is so exquisite that it is almost distorted, and every inch and every place is the most beautiful carefully endowed by the elf goddess.

Brilliant golden long hair dragged behind her back.

A pair of lake blue eyes showed a bit of indifference and disdain.

But being swept by such gazes, there was no trace of resentment in his heart.

That noble elf was born to be above ten thousand people, above all things.

As soon as he appeared, the originally handsome elf was suppressed a bit, and even Andy Saier had to back away.

It should be worshiped as a god.

This is the treasure of the elves...Miros?

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of annoyance floated on Andy Saier's face, and stretched out his hand to lay a layer of emerald green curtains above his head, covering some

scorching sun.

The corners of Shen Yuan's lips hooked slightly, and he gently scratched the head guard's palm as if rewarding him.

Faintly, like the traces of a cat's scratch, Andy Saier's ear tip flashed a blush quickly.

When facing the coming city lord, he returned to the unsmiling chief guard.

Sensing Andy Saier's embarrassment, Shen Yuan restrained himself a little, and cast his eyes on the man in front of him who was over fifty years old and had a heroic face.

The Lord of Yanyang City must be very upright and awe-inspiring!

This was the first impression that flashed in Shen Yuan's mind.

Don't blame him, it's because Qing Wenyao's face is really straight.

With a Chinese character face even more than a Chinese character face, Shen Yuan's gaze swept over the two young men and two girls beside him imperceptibly.

Among them, the young man should be his son, with the same Chinese character face.

The slightly mature woman should be the eldest daughter. Although she also has a Chinese face, she is vaguely washed away by the gentleness of her daughter's family.

Qingyue is quite quiet at the moment, probably because her father gave her a warning.

Qing Yue has an oval face, which has the charm of a girl and a natural arrogance.

Although she has to shrink back now.

D3 poked Shen Yuan's head, and he could tell what Shen Yuan was thinking at a glance.

【Qingyue follows her mother. 】

Shen wished to look at the woman next to Qing Wenyao and found that they were [-]% similar, so he smiled awkwardly.

He refuted to D3 in a low voice, 【I'm not thinking wildly. 】

D3 curled his lips and reminded: [Qing Wenyao is talking to you. 】

Shen Yuan withdrew his disturbed thoughts, nodded casually, "That's it."

A smile appeared on Qing Wenyao's upright and dignified face, which was just a good gesture, but not disgusting.

To be able to sit in the position of the city lord of the human fortress, his character and ability are naturally one in a million.

Under the leadership of Qing Wenyao, Shen Yuan went to the prepared resting place.

"The palace is shabby, I hope His Highness doesn't mind."

Shen Yuan looked around and said it was simple, but it was just a polite way of saying, this palace is already treated like a human emperor.

"Yeah." It happened that there were still four days before the meeting started. Along the way, in order to get out of the elf forest, they quickened their pace a lot, and they relaxed when they arrived in the human territory.

Just to take a break and rectify.

"Then the old man is going to prepare the dinner first, Your Highness can rest for a while."

After sending Qing Wenyao away, Andy Saier found the elf prince limp on the bed as soon as he entered the door.

At this time, Shen Yuan didn't have any awareness of being His Highness, his whole body was soft into a ball of dough, almost stuck on the bed.

Seeing Andy Saier coming in without saying hello, Shen Yuan only raised his eyes lazily, and waved slightly, "Andy, come here."

Andy Saier put down the pastry in his hand, took two steps in three steps, came to Shen Yuan, knelt down on one knee, so that His Highness could see him clearly.

Shen Yuan put his hands on the man's shoulders, and rolled into Andy Saier's embrace.

Andy Saier's body froze, and he completely embraced Shen Yuan in his arms.

"Don't move." Shen Yuan leaned into his ear and whispered.

Andy Saier's body straightened instantly, motionless like a sculpture.

Shen Yuan grabbed a strand of silver hair hanging on his chest, and said in a voice that could not detect any emotion, "Andy, I've been feeling very sleepy and tired recently, but I can't find the reason. The chief guard knows why?"

Although he loves to sleep, he will inevitably feel sleepy after traveling for days, but Shen Yuan always feels that something is wrong.

It was as if his body was slowly becoming dull, and his brain would not be able to respond in many cases.

Andy Saier frowned slightly, "Does Your Highness feel any other discomfort?"

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, and raised his head to meet Andy Saier's eyes, those gray-green eyes were full of worry, and the bodyguard was full of sincerity.

As if just a servant worried about his master.

Shen Yuan lightly changed the subject, smiled slightly, "Yes."

The voice of the chief guard suddenly became serious, "Where?"

The corners of Shen Yuan's lips curled slightly, and he slowly moved the hand of the chief guard to his lower abdomen.

Go down slowly.

With a soft voice like the most profligate succubus of the demon clan, "Master Guard...it's been very uncomfortable here lately."

He looked slightly annoyed, "What should I do?"

Although Andy Saier didn't have any waves on his face, Shen Yuan could obviously feel that his breathing had increased a lot.

Andy Saier's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand that was forced to pull changed to take the initiative, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, there are many things that can't be done."

Shen Yuan looked up ignorantly, "What way?"

Andy Saier pursed his lips and said nothing, he picked up Shen Yuan horizontally and put him gently on the bed, his movements were as careful as holding precious jewels.

Shen Yuan somewhat enjoyed his meticulous pampering, perhaps awe was more appropriate.

Mingming's eyes are full of awe, but his hands are doing blasphemy.

The boy on the bed revealed an unknown side in his hands, his blurred eyes and blushing cheeks all told what kind of charming things the boy was going through.

Andy Saier's eyes are getting darker and darker.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the dark color is extremely red.

Shen Yuan opened his mouth slightly and gasped for breath, while Andisel carefully helped him clean up the messy scene.

A hint of teasing flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes, and he said in a ignorant manner, "Andy, this kind of thing is so comfortable, do you often do it?"

He licked the corner of his lips, and there was still a trace of silver left on it.

Andy Saier's body froze, and said in a deep voice: "Reporting to Your Highness, this subordinate...has done it."

Shen Yuan let out an oh, and the long ending sound carried a hint of softness after the tide of emotion.

The next sentence caused the head of the guard to stand on the spot like a thunderbolt.

"Then the chief guard, how about we go together next time?"