But what should I say?
Cheng Qianxun thought for a while, then faced Omrod, whose eyes were shining and full of expectation, and said slowly: "Different races cannot intermarry, just like elves, humans and even orcs.
It’s like they can’t intermarry, and whoever violates it will pay a big price.”
That's the only way to say it.
Do you feel good about yourself and say things like "Don't fall in love with me"?
Although she knew what she was like, fate always seemed to be playing tricks on purpose, causing some men to fall in love with her, and those who fell in love with her, except for heartless ones like Robert, could live longer.
But in the end, he still died for her.
The men who loved her died in front of her eyes, but she had no choice but to do it again, not even once.
She stood there for a long time.
Fortunately, Omrod seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the two looked at each other blankly.
Omrod woke up first when he arrived and spoke once, but she didn't hear him.
He waited until he called her name twice before waking up again.
Because her memories are more, longer, and more heart-wrenching.
"Cheng, Cheng" Omrod looked at her: "Are you okay...Well, what will happen if the gods and elves intermarry?"
She turned around, took a deep breath, and left after saying that.
She coldly dropped two words and stunned Omrod again: "Kill the clan."
There was no need for Omrod to lead the way.
It didn't take long for her to leave here, and she directly found the previous courtyard view room.
There are two female elves in the room helping to tidy up, one of them is Kemariye.
Although she did not like the overly cautious and tight-lipped Kemarie.
No comments either.
And here, you really need someone to take care of you, otherwise you have to take a bath and wash clothes every day.
It will waste a lot of time.
Kemariye used the etiquette of the elves, bent down and saluted with his knees, and bowed his head slightly: "Dear guest, I hope you will be satisfied with your stay."
"Don't be so polite, just call me Cheng.
Long time no see, Kaimarie."
She walked to the window sill casually.
Look outside.
From a high position, I can see two or three elves in the yard talking and looking here.
Everything seems to be the same as before, just different.
This time she didn't have to look for her teammates, she was left alone. . .
There are other differences. . .
She had to turn around and face Kemarie: "Can you get me some food?
I'm hungry."
In fact, Kaimariye could also hear a "gurgling" sound from her stomach just now.
But since she didn't have to eat anything last time.
Still need to be reminded.
Sure enough, Kamariye reacted quickly after being stunned: "Yes, please wait a moment." and backed out.
She lowered her head and pinched her belly.
This time she needed to eat, which would add to the trouble.
After a while, Kamariye came in holding a plate with clothes and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please have a meal with us."
Put on some clothes.
Of course, it was an elf girl's outfit that she had chewed out from somewhere.
The elves all have slender figures, and her size is probably equivalent to that of their adolescent children who are growing taller.
The clothes are basically made of cotton and linen.
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After a few decades it will become discolored and brittle.
In the human world, the lifespan of clothes is longer than that of humans; but in the elves, the lifespan of clothes is naturally not as good as that of elves.
I can't go, I'm hungry.
I have been living here for nothing, is it possible that I still have to worry about food and drink every day?
After changing her clothes, she followed Kamariye.
The banquet was held upstairs on the open terrace.
All the elves are vegetarians, but the dishes on the table are edible.
If you pretend to be aloof and don't eat them, you can only go to the dense forest ahead to find which plants are not poisonous.
After sitting down, she said politely: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kind invitation."
Thernhill seemed to have drunk a lot of wine just now, and his beautiful face was red.
Either he's not drunk yet, or he's sobered up with cold water or something like that.
Sitting there, a meaningful smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "You're welcome, as long as it's not too rough...
Remember you don't need to eat, so I'm still very surprised."
All living things need to take in nutrients, even plants need photosynthesis.
No need to eat, it's either a ghost or a god.
Fortunately, the orcs were destroyed before, otherwise the godhood would have been reduced.
She smiled slightly: "Sometimes the gods need to eat, and sometimes they don't.
When they don't need it, they don't need to eat for decades, and now it's just the time when they need to eat."
"Oh" Thurnhill raised his eyebrows.
She was not polite, because there were no cutlery on the table, so she casually broke off a suitable branch from the side, slowly peeled off the skin, and then folded it into two pieces and used it as chopsticks to pick up vegetables.
It's all vegetarian and raw, without any oil or seasoning.
I really don’t know how this kind of thing, which has no oil or water and will be hungry before the next meal, allows the elves to be so strong in the dense forest.
Thernhill didn't eat much, so he just watched her eat as a companion.
With less food in his mouth, he had more time to ask questions: "I heard that the gods also have a very strict hierarchy, so you didn't agree to become my queen and disappeared."
She picked up the vegetables with makeshift chopsticks, stuffed them into her mouth and chewed: "I'm sorry that I didn't make it clear at the time.
I hope your Majesty won't struggle with this in the next hundred years."
"Tangled" Thurnhill had a smile on his face, maintaining his usual demeanor, but his tone became a bit harsh: "Of course Tangled, until now, many lords and princesses still talk about you from time to time."
She thought for a while and smiled: "Your Majesty will definitely talk about me from time to time.
I just become the reason why His Majesty rejects those passionate princesses.
Forced marriage is sometimes very annoying, and you need to have a very reasonable and sufficient reason to do it."
Thernhill stared at her with dark blue eyes like the deep sea, and then smiled for a long time: "Yes."
You can guess the next words without saying it, and her response is always so different.
I have eaten almost a bowl of vegetables.
This kind of wild vegetable, which is similar to lettuce, tastes pretty good, with a small amount of special fragrance.
It's not too offensive and can be swallowed. . .
But she felt something was wrong.
It seemed that the more she ate, the more uncomfortable her stomach became.
Finally she couldn't bear it any longer, stood up, ran all the way to the side, and vomited in a place that would not affect it as much as possible.
"What's wrong?"
Thurnhill seemed to be coming over and asked worriedly.
"No, it's okay."
After vomiting, she wiped the corners of her mouth.
When she turned around, she saw Thanhill standing next to her.
At this time, Thernhill had a very complicated look in his eyes: "The God Clan...will she be pregnant?"
Well, that would be interesting, she shouldn't be so unlucky, her body has been diagnosed long ago, and she can't even be considered a human being, let alone pregnant.
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"The Gods have not given birth to a child for tens of thousands of years."
He simply gave up the idea of this beautiful Elf King.
"So, how did you get here?"
Thurnhill said with a bit of curiosity.
"It popped out of a stone."
She returned to the table, sat down and continued eating
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