Of course, Thurnhill saw her reluctance, and she also found some seemingly reasonable reasons.
If he insisted on marrying her, he would definitely break his heart, so he put the ring back on his little finger.
Before she could relax, Thurnhill put his arm around her shoulders and walked forward.
He also said this to others: "It seems that we need some time to discuss and solve the current problems."
She was injured, and those water elves were unwilling to help her due to their noble status.
Secondly, they needed to go somewhere else to have a good chat with her.
If you don't put your arms around her shoulders, you can only put your arms around her neck and head, or you can carry her on your back.
It seems understandable to do this, but it is obviously very intimate and ambiguous.
Seeing the fainted female elf lying next to her who was still giving first aid and also wearing a crown on her forehead; and the lords who were standing there watching, she could only bite the bullet and let the elf king seduce her.
Leave first, otherwise she will die of embarrassment.
When I walked out of the hall, there were no elves following me, and I didn't need to give instructions to the lords and princesses who came to entertain me.
Everything here has been done for hundreds of years and can be done without saying anything.
Now the king has more important things to do, which are related to the new queen in the future.
Just now, I was limping towards the main hall, and now I was being carried out of the main hall.
It was an unforgettable feeling.
The eyes of those princesses and female nobles were almost human.
Thurnhill said softly: "Now you can go back and announce your agreement, and the wedding can be held immediately while the lord is the witness."
Her scalp was about to explode, and she was even considering getting married.
There's something else I didn't expect, which makes it even more troublesome.
You can only risk the other party's embarrassment and refuse again: "But I can't marry you."
"You are so stubborn.
But this is also very good."
Thurnhill hugged her and continued to walk forward, in the direction of the bedroom she came out of.
Along the way, I also figured out why Alandel was sent out.
It's not that Omrod and Alaindel have a good relationship with the prince, but that she has been most familiar with them since she came.
If these three people know about it, even if they will obey, they must have many thoughts in their hearts.
He even helped her oppose the marriage.
From this, I once again felt how thoughtful Thurnhill was, not making any move and waiting for the cards to be straightened out before he played any cards.
Entered the king's bedroom.
As soon as she closed the door, she said angrily: "Your Majesty, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter beforehand?"
Only by pretending to be angry first could the other party not be angry.
Thurnhill smiled: "Because I knew you would refuse."
Talk to smart people.
My mind has to spin a few times.
Apparently Thurnhill didn't intend to be angry either.
He originally knew that she would not agree, so he announced it in public, trying to make her embarrassed to refuse.
Frowning and having a headache, he had to think of a way to say something to make this stunningly beautiful Elf King give up his thoughts.
She tried to communicate: "Your Majesty, after the elves have a spouse, they will be together for life.
You should understand what I think.
Sneed is my fiancé.
We recognize each other as each other's spouses.
I am just a foreigner, Not worthy of you."
Thernhill walked to the table, put the sword in his hand on the table, and poured himself a drink: "But I think you are very suitable.
Don't you really want to become the queen of the elves?"
To be honest, if it were in the past, I would have been unable to wait.
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Unless there was something really wrong with my brain, I would have rejected such a dazzlingly beautiful king.
If Thurnhill is curvy, straight men can't resist it, unless they're not human.
But she is really not a human anymore, she is an undead, or an undead with two powers and a body.
She answered directly and decisively: "I can't."
Thurnhill picked up the wine glass but didn't drink it.
He raised his head and thought for a moment: "Is it because I can't or I don't want to?"
"It's not possible."
In order to make the other party feel better, why not say it tactfully.
Not wanting and being unable are two different concepts.
The former represents complete rejection and is a personal factor; while the latter is an external factor.
Thenhill turned around and said, "Unless Sneed is dead?"
After speaking, he took a sip of wine and looked at her over the crystal cup with his starry blue eyes.
"Your Majesty is not going to challenge him to a duel, right?"
She became a little worried.
Killing someone who is not an enemy is not allowed, but dueling elves is allowed.
Thurnhill took the wine glass away from his lips, swallowed the wine in his mouth, and tilted his head slightly: "That's a good suggestion."
Sometimes a duel is the simplest and most effective way to solve a problem, but first of all, there is no control over the thing or person you are fighting for. own power, so it can be attributed to the winning party afterwards.
She thought for a while and said: "If you win, I can't either."
Thernhill was a little unhappy: "Why?"
He was the Elf King, and there was a woman who said she was unwilling to marry him.
"Because you will die, and I will die too."
She took a deep breath with helplessness: "Why should I accept Sneijder?
Because he is the only one alive among all the men who are with me.
As long as he is with me , or falling in love with me will not end well."
Julian is her biggest pain.
If it weren't for Pluto's help, she would definitely not be able to support it anymore.
Next, Lagasi from Sumer, no matter how careful she was, she still couldn't make Lagasi stop loving her, which led to the premature death of this young life.
Albert, who was born as a politician, was more realistic and waited for her with a seemingly beautiful life.
In fact, only he knew the longing and waiting in it.
He had really been waiting for her all his life.
Therefore, even if Thernhill didn't love her, everything was for the sake of his kingdom, so she couldn't marry him.
So she added: "This is the true will of God."
Thurnhill looked at her doubtfully, and then sneered disdainfully: "They are not capable enough."
"No."
She had to use an extremely sure tone: "They are very capable, even far better than me, but this is their fate."
Thurnhill hesitated, put down his glass, and then looked at her.
She understands that the other party has already made a decision.
As a king who controls others, the first thing to do is to make a decisive decision, either it will work or it will not work.
Once a decision is made, it cannot be changed.
Even the bones of tens of millions of people are used to pile up the desired results.
"I still think you are suitable to be the queen of the jungle."
Thernhill's words simply made her despair.
This joke was too big.
What's wrong now She needed time to think about it, so she asked a question: "Then why does Your Majesty think I am suitable?"
Thurnhill came over, put his arm around her shoulders, and walked towards the bed: "My legs are not healed yet, so sit down first."
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"Well...I'll go by myself."
She refused, but did not struggle.
First of all, her strength was obviously not as strong as that of the elves.
You're still hurt, so don't do anything you can't do.
The only good thing is that the elves will not force you.
We can immediately confirm the accuracy of this statement.
When they arrived at the bedside, Thurnhill hugged her and sat side by side with her on the edge of the bed: "You drew your sword.
And based on your usual conduct.
I think you are the best candidate for the queen.
You can protect me.
The people regard the jungle as their home and have no fear no matter how many enemies there are.”
Thurnhill hugged her, and she only rested her head on his chest, but this position was very comfortable.
Sennhil said softly with a little less pride than usual: "Obviously Alelas also trusts and respects you very much, and you once saved his life.
He is what I am most worried about, but you will treat Aleras well."
Lilas’s, isn’t it?”
It seems that he is very indifferent to his son, but in fact, he is always thinking about his son.
Even if I renew my relationship, I still have to think about whether my son will be wronged.
It is true that she will not fight for power, nor will she try her best to squeeze out Elleras for favor, but she cannot marry Thernhill.
She whispered: "But you don't love me."
This is the key.
So far, Thernhill has only talked about his people and sons, and has not mentioned his feelings at all.
As a king, interests and status are the first priority.
Thurnhill said calmly: "As time goes by, you will definitely love me."
As long as the other person loves him, it is enough.
Indeed, how could he not like such a beautiful elf?
His appearance has reached the level of a fantasy dream, unique and incomparable.
Sure enough, it's not that I love her, I just think she's suitable.
But how can we make the other party give up?
Maybe we can discuss it with our teammates.
They have all come up with various ideas.
If Elleras was there, or even Omrod was there, they would use the method of questioning to implicitly express their disagreement.
But now she is alone, and she is still in the other person's arms, She asked: "Why do elves have human characteristics if they marry humans?
Will their lives be short if they leave the elves?"
It used to be easy to live for thousands of years, because elves break away after marrying humans. membership.
Thernhill was a little surprised that he jumped to this question all of a sudden, but he still answered patiently: "The longer we stay with humans, it seems that the aura of elves disappears, and the closer they get to humans.
Some elves make mistakes, but they know the way when they are lost.
If you return, you can still live the life of an elf.
Once you are separated from the elves, you will either be assimilated by humans or die sadly while waiting."
If you marry a human being, your life will be short-lived if you are together, and if you are not together, you will die due to the impact of the relationship.
"Then you can't marry me."
She needed to start making up reasons.
She couldn't tell the whole situation, nor could she say that she couldn't get it right: "Actually, I'm not a pure protoss, nor are my teammates.
Don't you have mixed blood here?
We are between humans and gods.”
Thernhill was stunned for a moment, and then spoke after a while: "A hybrid of human and god."
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What kind of hybrid is the undead?
She finally sat up from the other party's arms, sat on the edge of the bed and sighed slightly: "Under certain conditions, we do not belong to simple humans, nor do we belong to the gods.
As long as we can cultivate successfully, we can Can join the Gods.
So my teammates and I arrived here in a training accident.
So I am not sure if my physical characteristics are still human."
That is to slowly become a human being, and live to be a hundred years old at most.
This reason was so good that she even admired herself.
For such a royal family whose interests are above all else, they would definitely not commit suicide for love.
Sure enough, Thurnhill thought deeply.
After a while, he looked sideways, his jewel-like blue eyes seemed to be able to see her figure: "Is what you said true?"
She took a deep breath: "It's true.
If you don't believe me, you can wait for a while to see if I will age.
My current ability has not reached the level of the gods.
If I don't continue to practice, I may only live for another fifty years.
I am as old as a dead branch, Your Majesty, do you want to grow old with me?"
Seeing the hesitation in Thernhill's eyes, she smiled: "Maybe it doesn't take fifty years, thirty years is enough.
It's only thirty years.
For the elves, where a hundred years is not a long time, thirty years is not a long time."
It’s just a blink of an eye.
If I can succeed in cultivation and reach the standards of the gods, then Your Majesty will consider marrying me.”
Thurnhill thought for a while: "There is another question, Sneijder..."
The elves would not take away a man's wife.
If Sneed came back, he might marry her within three years.
This is of course what the Elf King was thinking.
She said calmly and slowly: "Emotions will change.
I'm still hurt.
I'm also worried that if Sneijder has other better partners, he might give up on me.
After all, we have more human characteristics.
Another thing is that cultivation requires forbidden colors."
It's amazing that she can even make up such nonsense.
Thirty years or three months are impossible.
When the teammates came back with the fruit, everyone ate it together and left, saying goodbye forever.
It would not be wise to hold off and reject Thurnhill bluntly at the moment.
Thurnhill looked at her as if his blue eyes could see through her soul, and then smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, thirty years is not a long time."
When Thurnhill stood up, told her to have a good rest, walked out, and closed the door, she let out a long breath and fell directly back on the bed, finally getting over it.
You must go out and say you don't want to get married.
The conditions are not yet mature.
If they heard this news, would those princesses and female nobles be so happy that they would faint again?
Then she heard someone knocking on the door, probably Kemarie, so she said, "Please come in."
The person who walked in was not Kemarie, but this Snasi, oh, Princess Eslans, who walked away in the hall.
She sat up from the bed: "It turns out to be Your Highness, may I ask what you want?"
Princess Island's face turned pale: "Sure enough, she was on Thurnhill's bed."
How could this be explained by the fact that her fiancé and teammates entrusted the Elf King to take care of her?
Only Thernhill could say this, so as not to make the princess even more annoyed, she took care of her in bed.
The more this kind of thing was explained, the less clear it became.
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She could only shrug her shoulders: "It's whatever you think it is."
"You..."
Eslans was so angry that he was shaking all over.
He turned his head and saw the sword used by the former queen that was on the table when Thurnhill came in.
He pulled it out and pointed it at her.
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