How to wear a goddess statue

In the evening, the city of Acht, hundreds of miles away.

The palace is located in the center of the capital.

Undoubtedly, this is an extremely gorgeous and magnificent palace, with a magnificent overall atmosphere and exquisite details. It can be called the crystallization of Solancia's architectural art, and it symbolizes the family standing at the pinnacle of power in this country - worshiped by the gods. Favored royal family.

At this time, surrounded by the guards, a man in a luxurious robe was walking hurriedly on the avenue.

He is in his prime, with a square face, firm eyebrows, serious mouth corners, deep creases on his face, and looks upright.

A crown inlaid with lapis lazuli was worn on his head, fully revealing his identity.

Horst, the current owner of this palace.

"Your Majesty, news from Zitra City has arrived."

The valet with two curly beards followed behind him step by step.

Zitra City is the main city where the caravan is currently staying.

When Horst heard this, he kept walking: "That trash who did more than fail? I'm not in the mood to hear what stupid things he did now. As long as it doesn't go too far, don't report it to me."

Servant: "But Eleuil is there."

"What? Give me the letter."

The valet handed him the letter paper and lowered his head tremblingly.

Sure enough, after reading the information, Horst's expression was obviously cloudy, and the seemingly upright face was also shrouded in haze.

"Actively provoking, and making the incident known to everyone, asking someone to go to the arena, but being dragged down, disgraced the royal family! Big brother is not stupid, how could he raise such a fool?"

"However, the letter also said that other than being frightened, City Lord Zitra is fine, and he has recovered now."

"Of course Aleuil doesn't dare to let him do anything." Horst sneered, "She doesn't have the slightest foundation in the royal city, and all she can rely on are those old men who are dying, and they will return to Acht soon. My nephew?"

Horst shook his head by himself: "Women who will fight again are also women. They look forward and backward, and are timid. No matter what, it is impossible to have the courage. Besides, this is just a little girl."

He paused: "Wick didn't report back about this matter?"

"No, Your Majesty."

"I'm afraid that something should not have happened." Horst said coldly, "No wonder, the guy who was a slave didn't expect much from him."

The valet repeatedly nodded in agreement, while on the other side, the old man with a gray beard was deeply worried: "Your Majesty, since Aleuil is about to rush back to the royal city, shouldn't we also make preparations earlier?"

"Why panic, you don't really think that such a little girl will be regarded as my opponent?"

"Of course not." The old man changed the topic, "But you know, after all, she is the only daughter of the late king, and those rigid guys who are not convinced by the crown prince are still looking forward to..."

Looking forward to the return of the princess to Wangcheng soon.

Counting her age, Aleuil is already an adult, and those supporters of the royal family's direct bloodline may have long wished that she would appear outside the city gate tomorrow and marry a young nobleman the day after tomorrow, and she would be able to bring them a legacy in a year. The little prince of blood.

Horst knew what these old men were thinking, but he couldn't object clearly, because most nobles still don't recognize him as orthodox.

In their eyes, Horst is the king, but the line he belongs to is not a direct line.

How ridiculous.

"Their plan will never be realized." Horst's expression was grim for a moment, and he quickly returned to normal. "Even if it is realized, it will be according to my expectations."

"Tell everyone to keep an eye on the road, and withdraw all assassination methods. I'm waiting for that good brother's daughter to return to the city safely!"

While they were talking, the group of people had arrived at the largest bedroom in the palace, which was the bedroom that belonged exclusively to the king.

Outside the palace door, a flaxen-colored youth with half-long hair waited quietly.

The outline of his face was as upright and resolute as his father's, and his face was somewhat similar, but there was more handsomeness that Horst did not have.

Seeing Horst coming back, he smiled and saluted: "Father."

Horst's expression couldn't help but slow down: "Romul, my son, what are you doing here?"

Romul, the crown prince established by Horst himself, is also his only son.

"You said at the court meeting today that the people suffered heavy casualties after the earthquake in Diximon City, and there was also a lack of necessary supplies." Romul said firmly, "I am willing to go to the disaster relief, please allow me to go."

"It's enough to order people to deploy supplies, there's no need for you to go there yourself."

"But I heard that the situation is very serious, I want to share the burden for you, father, this is also an experience."

"Well, as expected of my son."

The lines on Horst's face stretched, and he looked at his young son with great pride.

His only son, who inherited his own physique and his mother's appearance, has a gentle temperament but not weak, especially those eyes that are close to the color of lapis lazuli, which is simply the proof of the sky god's favor.

Horst is very proud of himself.

"Thank you, I will leave tomorrow." Romul said.

Horst patted his son on the shoulder: "You are ready, just wait for my consent."

The crown prince smiled, pretending not to hear his father's ridicule, and left briskly after resigning.

Horst looked at his back and sighed: "My son, everything is fine, but he is too kind."

Both the attendant and the old man said: "The crown prince is kind, this is a good thing, others can be learned slowly."

"That's right." Horst withdrew his gaze, "Come with me."

The figures of a group of people disappeared behind the door.

Next to the main hall is a palace that seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

No one came in or out, it was dark and dusty.

The winter night wind slapped on the firmly locked palace door, the door trembled slightly, and the window edge swayed, making slight movements.

Desolate and deserted.

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Caravans and horses marched on the wide road.

Along the way, the road became more and more uneven, and the bumps of the carriage gradually increased.

The convoy then slowed down its forward speed, but people sitting in the car still had the illusion that they were shaking and shaking to pieces.

When he was still a human, Luo Dasi might still get motion sickness, but now it is impossible for him to be a god, but he also has psychological discomfort.

So, she and Aleuil decided to get out of the carriage and trot on horseback.

Coincidentally, the gray horse that Rhodes rode when he was a cavalryman was also in the team, and when he saw Rhodes looking over, it raised its head excitedly.

——It can carry people, who wants to pull goods?

The river goddess noticed it.

As soon as he wanted to go there, he was stopped by Eleuil.

"You can ride with me." The princess suggested earnestly.

Luotus laughed: "How can it be done, so many people..."

Eleuil's soul asked, "Will you agree if no one is around?"

Luo Das nodded halfway, feeling that something was wrong, and said rigorously: "Yes, it seems that I can touch my head, hug and kiss goodnight in private, but I can't do it in front of outsiders."

A princess must always have the majesty of a princess.

Aleuil asked frankly, "Why not."

"Ok?"

"I mean, it's fine to touch the head and hug, or have a kiss right now—whether it's a blessing kiss, why can't you do it in front of outsiders? Everyone knows the relationship between me and you, and you won't find it strange."

what relationship?

A teacher-student/senior-child relationship that respects and loves each other.

Rhodes was expressionless: "No, that's it."

Eleuil's invitation to ride with him failed. Seeing Rhodes riding on the gray horse, he had no choice but to turn around and greet his partner - a beautiful and vigorous war horse.

On the uneven road, the two horses jogged at the shortest safe distance, which can be regarded as going hand in hand.

When it was time to rest at noon, the team stopped by the side of the road, took out dry food to eat, and rested by the way.

The dry food is made into a cake shape, the taste is slightly rough, and the taste is even weaker, and it is accompanied by dried meat.

The princess took out a leather pouch and handed it to Lotus.

Luo Dasi opened it and saw that there was more than half of the bag filled with glutinous white powder, exuding a strong sweet fragrance, this fragrance is very familiar, it seems to be engraved in the memory.

The River Goddess who was once deeply poisoned: "Suojia's biscuits?"

Or the grated version.

Aleuil said: "That's right, Goddess Suojia's creation is very, very innovative. Of course, it is also delicious enough, but it is suitable for developing fresher eating methods."

Rhodes: "..."

The case was solved, and Ai Liu actually thought it was too sweet.

Luotus couldn't bear it, so he said: "Otherwise, I'd better lose—"

Aleuil immediately shook his head: "Wait, you have to taste it first."

She took a dry grain cake, cut it in the middle with a knife, and evenly sprinkled a layer of biscuit crumbs.

Out of trust in the princess, Luodas took the dry food and took a light bite.

I thought it would be slightly better than before, at most not so sweet and greasy, but when it was eaten as dry food, it was unexpectedly delicious.

The sweetness is just right, and there is a freshness that is not usually found in processed desserts. Even the dry food itself with a poor taste seems sweet and moist.

Rotas stared at the sweet dry food with an inquiring expression, as if he wanted to see the truth of the world's movement from it.

Will simply grinding it into powder with dry food have this effect?

It must be Suojia's divine power.

Ailuil smiled: "It's rare to see you in a daze like this, it's okay, you can eat like this in the future."

Rhodes always felt that there was a hint of sympathy in the eyes of the princess for no reason.

Think about the phrase "It's your mother" that blurted out...

Rhodes solemnly declared: "I didn't grow up eating that kind of food."

Eleuil was obedient: "Well, I understand."

Luo Dasi thinks it is necessary to explain clearly: "Suojia and I have no kinship, so does Snow Mountain. Not only the goddess of the earth, but all gods have no blood relationship."

She thought for a while and added: "The myths are just human imaginations. In fact, I have been like this since I woke up. I must say that my connection with Suojia and the others should be regarded as colleagues."

Aleuil pursed his lips and stared at the leather bag for a while.

"Then, why did the goddess of the earth give me biscuits?"

Rhodes: "..."

Good question - maybe it's the old grandma's love?

The author has something to say:

Grandmother - only refers to the metaphor of the behavior of stuffing snacks.

Maybe you can refer to the size of cats and dogs who live with grandma?

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The princess will not gain weight from sweets, no!

2612 I exercise a lot every day!

Thanks to the little cutie who cast thunder, meme chirp!

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