Turning her head sideways, listening to the strong heartbeat coming from his chest, Alijie slowly raised the corners of her mouth with a sweet smile, which was warm and reassuring.

"elder brother……"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The palms of her hands gently caressed the hair as thick as a waterfall. The girl who has not yet passed the adult ceremony has already grown so delicate and pretty. It is hard to imagine that if she were older and longer, she would be able to dominate the beauty of a country.

"Brother, your heartbeat is suddenly a little faster." Alijie muttered, her ability could clearly sense everything about Ye Lin, not only her heartbeat, but also her emotions.

Immediately, Siatt, who was sitting in the back, opened her eyes with a cold light. After seeing that his palms were only lightly resting on her slender waist and hair, she slowly closed her eyes again.

This is a "national heavy industry" and nothing can be done carelessly!

The royal princess of a certain country celebrated her birthday and was moved to tears by his gorgeous operation. Inadvertently, the coming-of-age ceremony became a "coming-of-age ceremony".

Elizee wrapped her soft arms around his waist, rubbed her face slightly, and murmured: "When Anton was building up the flames, I was actually really scared and panicked."

Slowly running his palms along the delicate silk-like hair, Ye Lin had pity in his eyes and did not say anything. He just listened silently to Alijie's innermost feelings after the war.

After all, who isn't afraid of death?

Even the invincible man in the demon world, the powerful first apostle, could not resist the temptation of Held's "eternal life" water, so he stayed.

"I'm so scared. If something bad happened to the army in Heaven and the continent of Eton was destroyed in flames, what would happen to the Seventh Empire? It would collapse. After my death, how could I have the face to go see and entrust everything in Heaven to

Where is my Lord Belayan?"

With a whisper that was a little scared and a little tearful, everyone in the cabin was surprised and highly appreciated.

It turns out that Elize is not afraid that she will die in the flames, but is worried about the confusing future of the Seventh Reich.

The eyes of the chief maid Ma Lin, who was sitting quietly in front, slowly changed from shock to a gentle smile.

That lonely girl sitting in a large and deserted palace is not only taller and more developed now? Her wisdom and ideas are also gradually becoming monarch-like mature.

Silently closing his eyes? Yelin sighed? Suddenly he hugged Alijie very hard and whispered next to her red earlobe: "You are not only the emperor of the Seventh Empire, you are also an ordinary girl? So?

Do what you want, what you desire."

Alijie blinked her big eyes and raised her little face with undisguised surprise, "You? Support me in doing that?"

"Of course, I support you unconditionally."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his eyes suddenly became a little dull.

Princess Marin doesn’t know what Alijie wants to do? Her playmate Feiyan doesn’t know either, and perhaps Regent Jurgen doesn’t know either.

Did Jacket ever reject Elizee's request? He must have forgotten it now? Forgot about it.

Alijie? She always wanted to go home and see her ordinary and great parents.

…

It was already midnight when we returned to Ghent Palace.

Alijie was in high spirits. At the gate of the palace, she announced that the war had ended in victory and a celebration would be held. She also wanted to make this day a festival of some commemorative significance.

It is estimated that early the next morning, newspapers of victory will be scattered all over the streets and alleys, in every house.

Of course, the news of victory had actually spread long ago, but a ceremonial message announced from the emperor's mouth was still necessary.

Although the palace was brightly lit, Alizee still endured her excitement, took a bath and changed clothes, and quickly went to bed. There were still many things to deal with tomorrow, and it would not be feasible if she was tired after staying up all night.

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"I'm far away in the Delos Palace, and you can make my princess look good. I need to reward you well."

Isabella held his cheek with her slender fingers, smiling, and gently kissed him, her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were tender.

The white line of defense was completely undefended, attracting entangled intruders who plundered the sweet and refreshing food, causing a little hypoxia-like dizziness.

The heart of the Third Princess bloomed like clouds in the sky because she was "free".

Although Leon has always loved her, he still cannot tolerate her willfulness in some key matters.

For example, she often sneaks out with Cyrus and conducts private visits incognito. She does not look like a royal majesty at all, which Leon once scolded her for.

In the past, Lyon would send Human as an errand boy, but he was actually supervising her. This made her upset, and she really disliked the fat man who was "sleek" both in his work and in his figure.

It wasn't until Ye Lin was semi-forced to reveal his identity as the "Sword God" at the Qinglong Conference that the empire's spies immediately passed the news back to Weitalun, causing countless nobles to be horrified.

From then on, no one dared to nag her anymore.

Both Humann and Duke Brandt kept silent and did not dare to speak any more. After all, in name, the third princess was still the fiancée of the sword god.

If you continue to chatter, I'm afraid the roof will be ripped off with a sword.

Others began to turn a blind eye, but the eldest princess, Celia, felt faintly uncomfortable and inexplicably irritable.

She had always felt that the eldest prince Fan En was too sharp-edged. He had openly expressed his desire for the throne, which would inevitably displease Leon, who also had an equally sharp personality.

The much-loved third princess Isabella was also an optimist, not interested in political affairs, and loved taking risks.

As Lyon is getting older, he, who serves as a diplomat in important positions in the empire and enjoys a reputation among civilians, is the most likely person to inherit the throne.

However, she recently felt more and more that her father, Leon, paid more attention to Isabella.

Now, Isabella can travel as far as she wants with just Cyrus, not even the Iron Wolf Knights. This is a rare first for the Delos royal family who pays attention to ostentation!

Freedom, within the strict royal family of the empire, is an extremely luxurious word.

She couldn't understand what her father had planned. What was the water thrown by the married daughter?

…

Snap!

With a loud and crisp palm strike, the fat meat trembled into light waves.

Although the Third Princess carries a double A-level scenic spot, as a warrior god who pays attention to the use of leg power, the fat connecting her thighs is quite round.

"I have already felt with my own hands that I can give birth to a son." Ye Lin vowed.

"Bah, this princess is only twenty years old. When I have the character of the curator, I will think about it again."

Isabella held the table forward with both hands, and unconsciously lowered her head to glance at Pingwuqi. It was a waste of physical protection.

"Sure enough~" She lamented in despair and murmured in shame: "The later the better, anyway, I can't be the first, otherwise I will be hungry."

The fat meat was soft and elastic, warm and fragrant, the best taste in the world. He smacked it loudly, and then Ye Lin raised his head and teased: "Have you decided to drink it?"

"Oh, you think I think so, but not everyone is like the curator, who expresses his autumn mood with every frown."

Probably because she has a strong obsession with something that she can't find no matter how hard she works, the third princess suddenly spoke in a surprising tone and muttered: "I still want to give it a try, it's justice."

Ye Lin stood up slowly, with the white hairband tied around his ankles like a pair of exquisite shackles. He nodded and said righteously: "This is not only your responsibility, but also my responsibility."

Her slender neck was like a white swan singing high-pitchedly. The third princess propped herself up on the table, her sharp-knuckled fingers unconsciously clenching into fists.

The attack speed was relatively slow, but each strike was steady and powerful. Leyline oscillators were buried in the tight embankment of the long river. Attacks were made one after another. The strong pressure of the terrain failed to destroy the equipment, but was shattered by the force and trembled.

.

"I think it's getting late..."

The third princess held the table, her God of War knees shook slightly, and her nutrition was already in place.

"Well, let me help you lie down."

Isabella put two pillows behind her, exhaled a long breath and was about to close her eyes, when she saw her legs, which were somewhat numb and unconscious, getting closer and closer to her head.

…

next day

The third princess's eyebrows were bright, her face was radiant and her cheeks were rosy. However, she did not wear the tight pants she was used to. Instead, she wore a white skirt that hung down to her ankles. She moved lightly with an elegant posture. She sat in the courtyard making tea and eating breakfast.

Pretending to be fine.
Chapter completed!