After turning the cute attack into a Tyrannosaurus

"Priest?" Another black witch stepped forward and looked at her, wondering, "This is where the elders are imprisoned. How could you, a young priest, be detained here?"

He Anyao was captured by several orcs, unable to move, she still replied calmly: "I was invited, not escorted, please pay attention to your words, I advise you to let all your orcs retreat immediately, Let go of my friend, or I will make you regret it."

The black witch who had been silent on the opposite side was stunned when he heard the words, he was obviously irritated, his whole face twitched, and then he pulled out a long whip with one hand, strode up to He Anyao, and waved his hand with a whip.

"Snapped--"

A loud whipping sound resounded through the hall.

"Yaoyao." Mu Ran stared wide-eyed, her legs were so frightened by such strength, she struggled to rush towards He Anyao.

He Anyao grinned, gritted her teeth and raised her head—fortunately, the man swung his whip far away, and she narrowly avoided it by taking a step back, but the fierce wind still slapped her neck fiercely , a tingling pain, probably already red.

If the whip just hit hard, her neck would probably be broken.

"Stop!" The two black witches behind were also obviously frightened by this rashly attacking black witch, and hurriedly reminded: "Don't act recklessly, His Highness has ordered that the captured white witch cannot be killed!"

The man standing in front of He Anyao sneered, staring at her with wolf-like eyes, and said with a deep laugh: "Just say that this girl is trying to escape."

"Stop him!" Seeing this, the black witch behind hurriedly ordered the orc to stop the man's atrocities, stepped forward and grabbed his arm, stared at him seriously, and warned: "No one can fool Your Highness!"

Hearing the words, the man's eyes became panicked, obviously aware of his impulsiveness, he took a deep breath, turned his head and gave He Anyao a hard look, cursed a foul language, turned and left.

Afterwards, He Anyao was escorted into the opposite side hall by their orcs, and all the people standing inside were Elder Bai Wu.

Seeing He Anyao enter the room, the elders were a little downcast, as if they were dissatisfied with a priest being treated equally with them.

After the orc took away the staff, he pushed He Anyao into the corner of the wall, and Mu Ran was pushed into her arms. Seeing a few black witches wandering aside to inspect the other elders, the two women immediately checked each other's injuries.

"Are you okay!" Mu Ran tilted her head and frowned, looking at the scar on her neck.

He Anyao shook her head: "I'm fine, I missed it, look at you..." He Anyao stretched out her hand to rub her cheek with distressed eyes: "It's bleeding."

Mu Ran smiled wryly and said: "It's okay, they didn't dare to hit hard, it seems that your highness wants to keep us alive, if we can go out, I will prepare a dose of medicine, rub it for two days and there will be no traces."

Only then did He Anyao feel relieved, took Mu Ran's hand, and was about to speak when she heard a loud "pop" next to her ear

Frightened by the strong wind of the whip, the two shrank back to the corner of the wall screaming, and turned their heads to see that it was the black witch who had just whipped her.

The flesh on his face was tangled, obviously still feeling puzzled, he stared at He Anyao with terrifying eyes, and warned in a low voice: "Be quiet, who will allow you to speak?!"

He Anyao was so angry that she trembled all over, she wanted to speak, but Mu Ran grabbed her arm firmly, and then suppressed her anger.

The two squatted in the corner swallowing their anger. The black witch seemed to be staring at them, holding the whip all the time, walking back and forth in front of their eyes like flies.

After what seemed like a century, He Anyao finally heard a faint sound of pushing the door outside the hall.

It's a pity that it was the sound from the side hall opposite, and she seemed to have a tacit feeling that Chu Luo had come to find her.

Sure enough, a question came from outside the hall soon - "Where is the person?"

That haughty voice, who else could it be if it wasn't Long Zha?

He Anyao clenched her fists and almost yelled loudly, but the man holding the whip stood in front of her, not allowing her to make a sound, she could only pray that Chu Luo would come to this side hall to look for her.

In fact, there was no need to pray, the hall door was pushed open immediately, and all the black witch guards immediately touched their heels, put their right hands on their chests and bent down to salute: "Your Highness!"

Chu Luo nodded, the tip of her tall nose twitched intentionally or unintentionally.

He Anyao knew that it already smelled her.

After a few steps, she saw that Long Zha had locked his eyes on her, and he pretended to be casual, and stepped gracefully into her with his hands behind his back. In the end, he just swayed leisurely in front of her, and asked softly. : "Is everyone ready?"

A black witch hurriedly bowed and replied: "Yes, Your Highness! All the elders are here!"

Chu Luo nodded, then turned around and passed He Anyao again as if nothing had happened, and the corner of her vision fell ferociously on Mu Ran's hands holding the stupid Wu's arms.

Mu Ran hastily withdrew her hand and stepped back a meter away.

This narrow-minded heartless egg!He Anyao let out a breath of anger, and turned her head away to show displeasure.

When Long Zha passed by again, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell directly on the right side of He Anyao's neck——from this angle, the welt marks on her neck were clearly visible.

Almost instantly, the atmosphere in the side hall suddenly cooled down, and a sudden fighting force surrounded everyone.

Mu Ran couldn't help swallowing, and instinctively wanted to hug He Anyao, but was pulled back by reason.

He Anyao obviously sensed that something was wrong, and when she turned her head, she realized that Chu Luo's eyes had turned red, and she was staring straight at her sharply.

He Anyao was so frightened that she lost her temper. She looked pitifully at Long Zha as if she had made a mistake. Why did this guy suddenly get angry again...

Chu Luo didn't make a sound, but just stepped close to her, bent down at a very close distance, and his eyes accurately slid over the welts on her neck. Although separated by air, he could still distinguish the lines of different shades.

"Aren't you a priest? Why were you sent here?" When she raised her head, Chu Luo still showed no emotion on her face, but without waiting for He Anyao's answer, she turned around and began to scan the hands of several black witches in the room.

There were nine black witches in the room, and there were three of them holding the whips. Long Zha's sharp red pupils swept across the lines of the three whips, and within two seconds, he slowly raised his head. His red eyes were accurate. Unmistakably locked on the black witch with a swollen face - the pattern of the whip on his hand was exactly the same as the imprint on the stupid witch's neck.

The black witch instinctively felt chills down his spine, looked at Chu Luo with a dull look, then hurriedly lowered his head in panic, shaking like a sieve, and replied in a panic: "Your Highness, this priest suddenly attacked us and tried to rescue the escorted The elder who came here was captured here by us together!"

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Seeing that flesh-faced guy bite back, He Anyao was so angry that her teeth itch, and she wished she could rush forward to touch him to relieve her anger.

That's right, with the presence of Long Zha, she is already fearless!

Of course, all these plots of revenge can only be put in her mind for a while. She doesn't want to bully others in front of these subordinates and make Chu Luo lose face. Anyway, she also dodged the whip just now, even if She doesn't complain if she can't avenge her.

But Long Zha didn't seem to have any intention of letting it go. It straightened its back and stared down at the black witch with a haughty face, until his cheeks twitched, then he slowly raised his arms and spread his palms in front of his eyes. As if asking for something.

The black witch trembled nervously, looked blankly at the pair of red eyes, and saw Chu Luo's eyes fell on the leather whip in his hand, raised his eyebrows gracefully, and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Of course! Of course!" The black witch hastily bowed and handed his leather whip to him.

Chu Luo picked up the whip, stroked it with both hands a few times, and then tugged it lightly, as if testing its firmness, then looked at the black witch with a chuckle, and asked academically, "If you use this whip, how can you attack?" How long do you think a person can last if he tries to escape without hitting a vital point?"

The black witch immediately looked proud, thinking that His Highness would like to discuss the issue of combat with him?He was so excited that he thought for a while, then bent down and replied: "It depends on the opponent's strength."

Chu Luo bent the corner of his mouth, "It's on par with you."

The black witch immediately thought for a moment, and replied: "With my strength, it is not impossible to escape completely."

"Really? Very powerful." Chu Luo looked at the whip in his hand with great interest, then his voice sank, and he said coldly: "But I don't believe it."

Chu Luo's eyes froze, and he looked at him: "In order to prove that you didn't lie to me, let me do the experiment myself."

The black witch's eyes widened suddenly, looked at Chu Luo in horror, and asked falteringly, "What? Your Highness... how can I prove that I..."

"What are you still doing?" Chu Luo moved her knuckles, and slowly grasped the handle of the long whip: "Run away."

"Snapped--"

Like a warning from a whip, it hovered over the open space beside the black witch, and immediately a deep pit appeared on the stone slab at its feet, like a chapped earth!

"Your Highness!" The man fell to his knees with a howl, and opened his mouth to try to explain: "I didn't know you were the one who held the whip, and there is no escape..."

"Snapped--"

"Ah!" The man's arm was thrown out with a deep bone wound in an instant. The strength of the whip was extremely well grasped and the speed was bright. The force of the whip just squeezed the blood vessels on his arm together, preventing blood from flowing out. However, the wound did not splatter blood, which delayed his death and prolonged his suffering.

"Dian... ah!" Seeing Chu Luo's bloodthirsty eyes, the black witch narrowed mischievously, as if he was playing games with him, and there was no room for discussion.

Finally, he rolled and scrambled in despair, turned around and fled towards the exit, and Chu Luo behind him finally smiled happily. It likes chasing prey, and doesn't like killing without the slightest challenge.

As I said before, "If you use this whip to attack a person who is trying to escape, how long do you think that person can last if you don't hit the vitals?"

The answer is about 45 minutes.

Chu Luo deliberately let the man escape from the side hall because subconsciously, he didn't like to kill in front of his spouse.

Even the dragon sparrows of the destruction type have the nature of "playing dead, pretending to be cute and pretending to be harmless" to please their spouses. Even if they have never received such teachings, Dragon Slag is essentially an elegant race.

Although He Anyao didn't see the process, Mu Ran, who recovered the corpse later, couldn't help but describe the black witch's death to her. He Anyao vomited several times and couldn't eat for a few days.

The corpse hardly shed a drop of blood, and there was no fatal wound on his body. The internal organs that flowed out of his abdomen were also intact. He should have been tortured to death.

But when he was still in the side hall, no one knew what the little highness had been doing for so long, and seeing that his clothes were spotless when he came back, he naturally couldn't imagine that the black witch just now had been "executed by Ling Chi".

"Then now," Chu Luo said to everyone in the hall with his hands behind his back, smiling with charming eyes, "elders, it's time to recruit again."

As soon as the words fell, it jokingly said to one of the elders who were about to jump up when they heard the words: "No, don't rush to commit suicide to show loyalty, that is the next step. I haven't finished recruiting yet, be patient." , Elder."

The elder who was on the edge of his mouth was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say for a while, which caused others to laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed.

"First of all, I want to pay a silent tribute to my teacher—Master Xiyan." Chu Luo put on a sad face, then raised his eyebrows, and said mischievously, "He can't wait until this moment to insult me ​​face to face. , it must be death without regret."

"puff……"

He Anyao smiled unkindly, which attracted angry squints from several elders, and then retorted: "Your Highness, he is your teacher after all, is your current attitude too disrespectful?"

Chu Luo narrowed his right eye, and said coquettishly, "Do you still have the desire to make a rebellious dragon sparrow respectful? I'm afraid that when you enter the next step, you will die with regret."

As soon as these words came out, the staid elders in the audience broke their cans and did not raise any objections.

Chu Luo began to ask the "students" like a teacher: "You say, why did I abandon the noble status of Her Royal Highness the White Witch and go to the Black Witch Clan to become a rebel of the White Witch?"

All the elders were silent, and after a while, one of them replied weakly: "Because the queen is not your biological mother?"

Chu Luo picked up the corners of her mouth and laughed: "Isn't she my biological mother? You can't be so humorous, Elder Xiuyi? With the highest salary for more than 100 years, can you exercise to improve your IQ and observation skills? The answer is wrong. "

"puff……"

This time, He Anyao was not the only one who burst out laughing, and Mu Ran also covered her mouth.

The elder who gave the wrong answer was immediately blushed.

Next, Chu Luo talked with everyone with his unique humorous attitude. The whole discussion lasted the whole afternoon, but the time passed quickly. He Anyao and Mu Ran were laughing and trembling. Although the elders were still serious, they were gone. The atmosphere of "losing power and humiliating the country".

After some conversation, Chu Luo easily made everyone realize that the only way to completely eliminate black witches is to integrate into them, and then assimilate them in turn.

The laws of the white witch are too rigid and need to be flexible, and the methods of the black witch are too cruel and need to be controlled. After talking this afternoon, the elders are almost convinced that the witch king should not be the white witch with the highest spiritual rank, but It should be the person with the most ability to govern.

Long Zha easily used those charming emerald pupils to convince everyone that it was the trailblazer who could completely break the deadlock.

Therefore, when entering the next step of "sacrificing oneself for the country", there are no elders to jump anymore. After all, Chu Luo is the little highness of the White Witch. Wu's determination, this is not a coup at all.

It's actually hard for He Anyao to describe her mood. This dragon slag is always polite and humorous in front of others, but only in front of her, she will show a childish, narrow-minded and jealous side.

This kind of gap is hard for people to bear. Can you imagine that a genius who is talking and laughing to a group of distinguished people in one second will turn into a brat in private and play petty temper with you in the next second?

Like now-

After the conversation, He Anyao did not accept the resettlement like the other elders, but took the initiative to step forward, and followed Long Zha out the door like a little wife.

Long Zha kept his back straight all the time in arrogance, pretending not to see her behind him, and walked indifferently towards his bedroom.

He Anyao wanted to ask why she wrote that "goodbye", but she really knew Long Zha too well—it's current attitude of ignoring it showed that it was deliberately trying to show its face to her, and it was difficult to please.

He Anyao was thinking about how to say hello, and unknowingly followed to the door of Chu Luo's bedroom. When she heard Long Zha eagerly pushed the door open, He Anyao suddenly came back to her senses, hurriedly stopped, and watched Long Zha go in.

Chu Luo didn't take two steps away, but slowed down, and his ears were pricked up, obviously listening for He Anyao's footsteps behind him.

After making sure that the idiot witch didn't follow in, it immediately stopped awkwardly, turned around, and its gloomy emerald eyes almost shot through the idiot witch at the door.

"What are you following me for?" Chu Luo acted as if he just realized that he was being followed.

This guy's natural bastard aristocratic demeanor is really bluffing, this low-pitched scolding made He Anyao feel a little at a loss, she bowed her head and apologized, then turned around and ran away as if to run away - this bastard is so fierce!Stop asking!Don't bother with the dragon slag anymore!

But after running for a few steps, she fell headlong into a warm embrace. He Anyao raised her face with her forehead covered, and saw Long Zha standing in front of her with frowning eyes, his expression obviously even more angry.

Chu Luo asked, "Where do you want to go?"

He Anyao: "Go home..."

Chu Luo tilted his head to look at her in disbelief: "Don't you have anything to explain to me?"

He Anyao blinked: "Explain what?"

"Are you always pretending to be innocent like this?" Chu Luo squinted his blurred eyes and asked, "It's the same for other people?"

Chu Luo lowered her head and stared at her, scared He Anyao back step by step, still unwilling to retort: ​​"Why are you pretending to be innocent? Why are you so angry? Write me goodbye?"

Chu Luo took a step forward, turned around, forced her against the wall, and said aggressively, "Don't you understand? I'm saying goodbye to you. I'm going to give up pursuing you. Do you regret it? Priest He."

He Anyao raised her chin in a daze, her eyes were completely attracted by those pale emerald pupils, her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't hear Long Zha's voice at all again.

"Did you hear that? I gave up on you!" Long Zha looked painful, and said to her word by word: "No matter how you save me, I will... never... love you again."

That expression was so sad that He Anyao was almost suffocated, but her brain had already froze, and she didn't notice that Long Zha was waiting for her to throw herself into her arms to comfort him...

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"Don't...love me?" He Anyao repeated in embarrassment.

The setting sun was about to set in the west, and the sun slanted on the two people by the wall. On the gravel road to the east, two long figures appeared, mercilessly aggravating the height disadvantage of the stupid witch.

As a adoptive mother, it is unreasonable to be overwhelmed by the arrogance of a bear child. He Anyao shook her head, regained her senses, and immediately raised her head and said, "What are you messing around with, don't...say that word to me!"

Chu Luo was slightly stunned, and asked in a low voice: "What word? Love? Why can't I say it?" It was a little anxious, licked its thin lips, looked at He Anyao seriously, and said: "Yaoyao, look at me— —”

He Anyao reluctantly raised her head to meet Long Zha's focused eyes, trying her best to restrain her nerves from being dazed by Dandan's light waves.

Chu Luo looked at her: "Don't you really like me? Think about it carefully, every time you approach me, you will emit such a strong pheromone, I will pretend that you didn't seduce me on purpose, if it was out of instinct , that can’t be the maternal love you mentioned, right? My mother has never treated me..."

"Stop it!" He Anyao immediately covered her ears and screamed, her whole face flushed red.

In fact, she already vaguely understood the meaning of that "pheromone", but she didn't have any smell at all!Long Zha must be trying to trick her!

Chu Luo reached out and tried to pull her hand covering her ears. Seeing her fierce resistance, she leaned close to her ear and continued to speak louder: "Why are you resisting me? You have also seen that I am different from Chu Xiu. You Don't treat me like an orc, I'm the future Witch King."

"I didn't take you for anything..." He Anyao couldn't help but retort: ​​"I treat you like an orc! Besides, there is nothing wrong with being an orc. The reason why I don't accept your unreasonable request is only out of ethics. .”

"Oh? Ethics?" Chu Luo raised his head and laughed helplessly, then stared at her and reprimanded: "Stop fooling me with these! My father's surname is Fan Ge, and my mother's surname is Xi, which is the noble surname of Bai Wu. It would make sense to say that you have something to do with Xiyan's ancestor, but you can't get along with it anyway? He, Ji, Si."

He Anyao frowned in embarrassment, and stared up at it.

Chu Luo deliberately emphasized the word "He", which is a bit rude, because the surname He has nothing to do with the aristocratic genealogy of the Wu clan. Except for her, there is not even a white witch in the ancestors who can enter the capital. It is impossible. To have any blood relationship with the Queen seemed to remind her of her humble status.

"I've already said it," He Anyao's voice cooled down, she looked at Chu Luo with resentment, and said in a low voice but clearly: "You can clearly understand what kind of feelings I have for you, but you want to say these things deliberately to laugh at me ..."

He Anyao took a deep breath, and looked at Chu Luo coldly: "I heard that His Highness is a very polite person, so please treat me equally, and don't force me to cater to your wishes."

Chu Luo opened her eyes wide, looked at her uneasily, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak, then lowered her head dejectedly, and turned to leave.

Just as He Anyao breathed a sigh of relief, she saw Long Zha's footsteps turn around, and she turned her head to look at her unwillingly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was worried that she would hurt her feelings by saying harsh words again, so she turned her head away with a depressed expression, and looked at the distant stone bridge.

It could be really angry.

He Anyao can feel it. In fact, her body can also feel the pheromone it mentioned. Whenever Chu Luo approaches, even through the air, it seems to be connected by countless invisible tentacles. , it was an irresistible attraction that made her dizzy.

But now, she suddenly couldn't feel the pheromone emitted by Chu Luo, and the subtle contact He Anyao felt was suddenly cut off by Qiqi.

"I see." Chu Luo said calmly, and then looked back at her with some disappointment: "You go back now? All the orcs of the White Witch should have been sent to the teleportation formation. If you dare not live alone, you can temporarily Move to my place."

"What? Thea and the others..." He Anyao felt that the reason why Long Zha confiscated the staff and the orcs was to force her to take the initiative to seek protection. After all, the capital city is currently in turmoil, and there are no orcs, so she will not dare to be alone. live.

But after thinking about it carefully, she felt that she seemed to have too much self-awareness. This move was obviously to prevent the Baiwu tribe from rioting, and it had nothing to do with her, so she didn't say anything more, just shook her head and said, "No need, I'm going back."

Chu Luo nodded, watched her turn and leave silently, and waved his hand after a while, and two nimble figures jumped behind it in an instant, and was ordered to follow and protect He Anyao.

Walking home alone, she saw her grandmother standing eagerly at the door of the house with the help of her servants from a distance. He Anyao quickened her pace and ran to the door, hurriedly comforted her grandmother, and helped her walk back into the house.

In the following two days, she did not receive any summons. Her mansion was located in the west of the capital where high-level white witches lived. It was only two or three miles away from Chuluo, but she felt that there was a thousand miles away.

The houses of the surrounding elders and priests were all empty, and their family seemed to be isolated in no man's land. All the priests, elders and their families were placed in the castle by the black witches. Compared with her empty and dead house, there were many of them. She was a little angry, but it made her prefer to be arrested and imprisoned.

She is not the only one who thinks this way. Grandma is also an ordinary old lady who likes to follow the crowd. Seeing that all her original neighbors have "disappeared", she has been worrying about what happened to her family. close together.

He Anyao could only reassure her repeatedly: "It's okay, don't worry, it's because we didn't get imprisoned because those black witches dare not touch our house."

Grandma pursed her lips, and said with disbelief, "Then why were all those big mice and cats you raised were taken away? There was almost a fight!"

He Anyao closed her eyes helplessly, and repeated for the [-]th time: "Grandma, don't call it a big plush mouse, at least call it a hamster. Have you ever seen a hamster that can be so big? It's my orc. Senior Orc."

"I know." Grandma didn't want to be regarded as ignorant, so she hurriedly showed off her education level: "It's the orcs you contracted with the White Witch to work for you."

He Anyao corrected: "It's cooperation, we are equal."

Grandma muttered a few times, half understanding, and ordered the servants to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

He Anyao panicked alone, so she went to the warehouse to bring out a few cans of stored honey, took her servants to the sheep shed in the backyard to milk the cows, and started making milk skin aimlessly.

Although she was not sure whether Chu Luo would come to see her again, she still wanted to make some preparations. After all, those collected leaves reminded her that His Royal Highness wanted to eat milk skin a few months ago.

And her actions like this were completely noticed by Chu Luo'an's eyeliner, and she reciprocated everything.

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Chu Luo's arrogance and self-confidence are not innate, because he grew up in the crazy fawning of his aunts and sisters, when he was a child, he always felt that the greatest happiness of all females in the world is to be able to pinch his chubby face .

Because every time it is pinched, it can feel the satisfaction of the other party.

Although it is not clear why, it knows that the females love it anyway.

However, He Anyao was different from other females, she actually rejected Chu Luo's solemn courtship, twice.

Rejected a full two times.

The little highness, who had never shown love since childhood, suffered a devastating blow. His self-confidence fell below the horizon for a while, and he even began to doubt his own cuteness.

In desperation, it tried to make a mischievous face to the maid next to it, and the maid was immediately teased and trembling, fascinated, wishing she could fall into its embrace immediately.

It's so strange, why the idiot witch refuses it even though it doesn't work on other females?His Highness lowered his head slumpedly.

Finally, two days later, the spies guarding He Anyao's house reported that He Anyao had been making milk skin at home.

She has already made two cans of milk skin, which is the kind of pickled cabbage jars that are a little over a liter. Two big jars are full, and they are being placed by the back kitchen window for ventilation. They are hundreds of meters away, and they are filled with a strong milk fragrance.

What is this indicating?

Anyway, in His Royal Highness's opinion, this shows that the idiot witch is taking the initiative to show favor to it.

"Every time Priest He finished making the milk skin, he would stand at the door of his house and look in the direction of the capital, his expression full of longing and remorse," said the spies.

This spy is Chu Luo's guard assigned by the Dark Witch King.

As a dragon sparrow's personal guard, it is natural to know how to grasp the master's preferences, and not let go of every opportunity to make the master happy, so as to keep this promising job.

This doesn't seem to be the job of a guard, but why is he working so hard?Because Chu Luo doesn't really need guards...

Any handyman seems to be able to do this job. If there is a real danger, he is a black witch, and others are a dragon sparrow. Who will guard who can't be sure, right?

Therefore, it takes a lot of brains to ensure that this job is done by him alone. First of all, he must find out the master's preferences. The preference is the weakness, and the weakness is the milk skin, and the milk skin comes from the hands of the priest.

With his astonishing powers of observation and observation, the guard saw the master's "special preference" for the white witch in a short period of time, so he said the above words with embellishment, trying to make Chu Luo happy.

Yes, he was all bragging. He Anyao did make two cans of milk skin, but she didn't stand at the door of her house and become a "Watching Husband Stone". Moreover, the milk skin she made has already distributed a can for the servants to try. I didn't wait for the dragon slag to eat, let alone miss and regret.

He Anyao was just a little uneasy, she was worried about the day when Chu Luo and the Queen would formally meet.

Chu Xiu has been following the queen inseparably. Although he is very obedient to Chu Luo's arrangement, it can't make He Anyao completely relieved. She is always worried that the father and daughter will really fight.

This was not the only thing that made her worry. Because the news that the Black Witch had captured the White Witch's capital had already spread to the coast, many commoners who had no land business had inquired about the news that the elders' mansions were unguarded.

These desperadoes, with the intention of making a fortune, risked their lives across the sea to board the island of the capital, and after detouring the castle, they "transported" their belongings from door to door.

In just two days, He Anyao has received three waves of burglars.

Fortunately, these bastards still have an instinctive fear of wizards. He Anyao arranged for a male servant with a deep voice to guard by the backyard gate 24 hours a day. When someone knocked on the door, he pretended to shout into the room: "Master Priest! It seems that there are some bastards dressed as refugees outside here, do you need to arrest them for questioning?!"

As soon as these words came out, the thieves outside basically fled away. If they were timid, they didn't even dare to test other vacant houses, and went directly to the shore by ferry.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, the servants could be heard shouting, and He Anyao was frightened by the shouting, subconsciously touching the staff around the bedside, and then couldn't fall asleep.

This made her miss the down-to-earth days when the neighbors were Thea and Xiaomi, and Mao Pang still slept in the little nest beside her bed.

It's all the dragon's fault!He really should let him squat at the door of the backyard and watch, no change, no rest, no food!Even if it hugs its tail and pretends to be pitiful, it will not soften its heart!

He Anyao thought bitterly.

The next day, He Anyao went to the kitchen to look around, and found that the remaining bottle of milk skin would not last for a few days, if the little Highness doesn't come...

She shook her head, forcibly suppressed a certain damn expectation in her heart, and took the little maids to pick tomatoes in the orchard to the west.

Pounded a can of tomato sauce, added some condiments to mix well, and it was done, He Anyao dipped a little bit with the tip of the chopsticks, fed it to the maid to taste, and asked impatiently: "How is it?"

"It's delicious!" Looking at the maid's starry eyes, it should be more than flattery.

In the past, this kind of tasting was left to Fatty Mao. No matter what Fatty ate, he wanted to roll on the ground, and He Anyao's cooking skills were inspired by it.

The little maid guessed that the master made these delicacies, and most of them were waiting for the favor of the little highness. Seeing her thoughtful look, she thought she was worried that the little highness didn't call, so she coaxed sweetly: "My lord , the whole city is in chaos now, but our house is still peaceful, the little highness thinks about your craftsmanship, and when those big things are over, he will definitely come to our house."

He Anyao was taken aback, and immediately looked at her with a blushing face. Could it be that the little Jiujiu in her heart has been seen through by this girl!

After a moment of twitching, He Anyao finally let go of her figure, thinking that it would be nice if there was someone to talk to, as her "love and hate" had almost suffocated herself to death.

"You mean, Your Highness is interested in my craftsmanship?" He Anyao couldn't hide her disappointment from looking at the little maid.

This frightened the maid. She knew that she had slipped her words, so she hurriedly bowed her body, her head nearly fell to the ground: "Of course not! My lord, you are young and promising, you are beautiful and talented..."

"Pfft... well, stop boasting, I'm too embarrassed to listen." He Anyao was amused by her, thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Do you think I'm pretty?"

In fact, after asking this question, she felt that this question was stupid, and probably few people in the whole capital would dare to give a negative answer.

Now all the white witches in the city are imprisoned, but the little Highness left her alone to go in and out freely. It was almost like stamping her face with the seal of "Favorite Harem". No one would dare to offend her.

The little maid naturally praised her again and again, but He Anyao pondered for herself.

According to ancient records, during the heyday of the dragon finch, the cubs' aesthetics were very mechanized. Male cubs generally follow the example of their mother's aesthetics for their spouses, while female cubs take the image of their father as the standard. .

Since Eggy never met his father when he was a child, his aesthetics can only be mirrored by his mother's, so unfortunately, his sexual orientation has been reversed.

But its aesthetics are a bit confusing—because the first person it saw when it opened its shell was He Anyao, even though it had no memory at all later, this image had already been deeply embedded in its subconscious.

Even though on the surface, it finds a girl who looks like the queen very pleasing to the eye, inwardly, it will still be amazed when it sees He Anyao.

Sexy, beautiful, with a sensual scent.

Actually, it's not that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, it's determined by the genetics of biology, His Highness really thinks so...

Therefore, He Anyao's inferiority complex is actually unnecessary. From the first three months when Eggy opened her eyes, He Anyao's appearance has fully established her aesthetics.

But He Anyao couldn't figure out all of this with her own brain. She couldn't understand why Long Zha wanted to pursue her. Could it be because the food she made was delicious?

He Anyao thinks this is very possible. Dandan has been hungry for almost a week after breaking the shell, and it is normal to have shadows about the lack of food. Maybe it is just because of her craftsmanship that she feels safe.

This thought made He Anyao feel very disappointed.

She has been in this depressed and imaginative mood all the time.