How To Wear a Goddess Statue

Chapter 74: so-called taste

In Solan's well-known mythology, the **** of the sky combined with the snow mountain to give birth to the sun, the moon and the river.

jade belt.

The Yilu River originates here, and the glaciers and snow above the snow peaks are the main water supply for the river.

Luodasi's "mother" is such a beautiful snow-capped mountain.

At first glance, it does not seem to be related to Soggar.

In the legends of some northern regions, Mount Yaritu was originally the incarnation of the goddess of the earth, standing upright in order to support the sky.

Although it is not widely spread, it has not reached the level of recognition by the birth mechanism of the gods, but rounding it up, Suojia can also be regarded as the mother of the Ilu River.

Not only Luodus, but the sun and moon gods also call her mother.

Understanding the Queen's brain circuit, Luo Das's eyes twitched slightly.

Let's explain a little, she didn't want to have an extra mother out of thin air.

However, just as Luo Das recalled, Eleuil picked up a cookie and took a bite unsuspectingly.

Luodus was surprised, and it was too late to stop him.

Eleuil: "…"

She slowly lowered her head, looking at the beautiful little biscuits, her expression gradually became unfathomable.

Luodus couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, but his concern overwhelmed his smile, and he brought a water cup and handed it to the princess.

Eleuil took it and drank three sips in a calm and elegant manner.

"I have to say, what Soka makes is completely different from the taste of normal people," Luo Das shook his head and reached out to close the lid of the box, "Don't worry about this, I will handle it Lose."

Eleuil: "Wait."

She glanced at the remaining biscuits, as if making an important decision, and destroyed most of the biscuits in one bite.

"It turned out to be made by Goddess Sokha, no wonder the taste is novel and different from other foods."

The queen is indifferent and motionless.

Luodus couldn't help but doubt his own judgment. Could it be that this kind of taste also has an audience? Think about it too, the **** of the sky eats very happily at the feast.

"Then these..."

"Please leave it to me." The princess was decisive.

Luodus was silent for a moment: "It's not good to eat too many sweets."

Especially the special made by the goddess of the earth is extraordinarily sweet, and the sugar content is unknown!

Thinking about this, Luo Das added carefully: "You can only eat one piece a day, no, half a piece. The bottle is sweet wine, and you can only drink two sips a day."

"Will it spoil?"

Eleuil looked at the box. At this rate, it will probably be eaten until next summer.

Luodus manually added a fresh-keeping ice layer to the box, and the cold was overflowing.

"I'll eat with you, and I can share it with Lena and the others."

Eleuil didn't answer the call, pushed the refrigerator behind her, and made up her mind not to let the deputy commander, the captain of the Guard and others know of the existence of these snacks.

The ownership of Soga's gift has been determined, Luo Das asked the princess and the people in the city to discuss the results.

"The city lord was frightened during the avalanche, it's a pity." Eleuil picked one first, but his expression was neither regretful nor unexpected, "Listen to his staff, this man is now Lying in the City Lord's Mansion, unable to leave the room, and sometimes babbling nonsense."

This sideline of the royal family has also received excellent training, but I don't know whether it is because he is overly spoiled by his parents, or because he is pampered on weekdays, his spirit is not strong, or even fragile.

Applaud.

You can't see the chatter and laughter sitting in the VIP seats when the city lord himself comes on stage.

Surviving under the claws of beasts, the earth shaking, the snow overturning... These changes broke his spirit.

Yesterday, when his staff told Eleuil the news, he was full of hesitation.

"You won, Your Highness." He smiled bitterly, "The city lord refuses to step out of the room, and hides himself under the quilt whenever there is a disturbance, and says 'His Royal Highness' in a trembling voice."

The princess used to call her a bet, "His Royal Highness", more than a hundred times since then.

Eleuil: "You seem very embarrassed."

"We came here just to assist the city lord. If something happened to the city lord, we can't escape the blame."

"I think, for this main city, the mad lord is much better than the sober lord. Don't want to try?"

The head of the aide bowed deeply: "His Royal Highness, we are only civilians."

It is no exaggeration to say that the greatest expectation of all the staff is that the city master can play from morning to night, no matter what, and can play a much greater role than blind command.

Despite the chaos before, it is still within the tolerance range, and the staff can still accept it, but this time it is too absurd!

Whether it was the princess or the city lord who had the accident this time, it was the staff who were responsible, maybe a few, maybe all of them. It was the villain who instigated the discord between the royal family. What's the matter with the city lord?

The father of the city lord is the elder brother of His Majesty Horst, a blood relative of His Majesty.

And it is not easy for them to have their current status as lower-level officials from the commoner class, and swallowing their voices is the best choice.

Eleuil frowned and confirmed: "You are all from civilians?"

"Yes."

— Horst.

Eleuil sneered in his heart, but his face was not sneering, and asked plainly: "I just gave a way, you can decide for yourself whether to go or not."

Staff: "But those nobles, His Majesty's eyes and ears..."

"I'll handle it."

This time, the staff was silent for a long time before bowing and saluting.

"Please allow me to go back and discuss with my colleagues. I will give you an answer within three days at the latest."

In fact, it did not reach the third day, the day after this conversation, the staff visited again.

They will carry out a cleaning of the city lord's mansion, conceal the city lord's mental state, and provide him with delicious food and drink until the day when they can no longer hide it.

Anyway, even if you leave the city lord, the city can still run smoothly. Before that, the staff will do their best for their own safety.

Luodasi listened to the queen quietly, and said gently: "There will always be times when he needs to make a public appearance."

For example, the eight-yearly festival of faith in the gods, of course, Horst will not wait until then and unaware, this is his son and nephew arranged in the main city by himself.

"I'm afraid Horst doesn't value this nephew as much as it seems, but Horst's brother, who really cares about his son, is still staying on the southern coast. Who knows when he will be transferred back." There was a hint of coldness in Il's eyes, which disappeared before the gods noticed it. She blinked her eyes with a coquettish smell, "The most important thing now is the stability of the main city, even if it is discovered later—"

Oh, the staff under house arrest Overhead City Lord, what does this have to do with the princess who passed by a few months or even years ago?

The princess just had a royal battle with the city lord.

Luodus and Eleuil looked at each other faintly.

The princess is very calm: "The codex left by the old city master taught me."

…Teach me how to make up the royal family?

Eleuil changed the subject in time: "And Kurda, she wants to leave with us."

Kurda is the name of the waitress.

"She has some experience in medicine, and she knows that our next stop is Desimon City, so she has to keep up with everything."

DeSimon, the epicenter of the earthquake.

It is also the last stop of the caravan before arriving at Wangcheng.

Luodus: "She's worried about you."

"Kurda sees me as a continuation of the spirit of her father and the old city lord," Eleuil said softly, "However, she is indeed capable, and staying in the palace to deal with chores is too buried. "

The two chatted from the waitress to the follow-up matters of several nobles in the city, to the ground movement of DiSimon, and finally, the arena.

Luodus thought for a while, and then said softly, "That black panther that ran away..."

The princess lowered her eyes: "The leopard ran to the mountain, and no one cared at that time. Yesterday, it went down the mountain to attack the civilians and was shot by the guards at the city gate."

Eleuil heard the news from the visiting arena steward, who flattered and offered her the black panther skin.

"The arena steward said that the black panther was sent three months ago, and it killed eleven people in the arena, nearly half of them, in front of the audience. , bite and eat until the skeleton is exposed."

"But I also saw it before, the place where the shackles are locked on its legs has pus, this is not the native place of this leopard, it will go down the mountain to attack people, probably because it is too hungry. "

"Luodus, if I had known how many people it had killed two days ago, I would not have allowed it to leave the arena alive." Eleuil raised her eyes, her golden pupils deep. At the place, resolute and compassion coexist, "But it, the beasts that have killed people in the arena, and the beasts killed by gladiators, they shouldn't be here."

Lotus touched the princess' hair.

The latter sat closer, quietly letting the gods caress.

Eleuil's voice was calm: "I am very disgusted with gladiatorial performances, fighting is treated as a real drama for people to enjoy, no one thinks it is wrong, these audiences will watch it with relish when they are on the battlefield ?"

You can tell by looking at the lord - no.

The princess loves to fight. From the point of view of a girl who naturally possesses all the qualities of a warrior, fighting and fighting are beautiful. This beauty should be shocking, strength and skill.

Bystanders can applaud, but this kind of applause should never come from seeing blood and violence.

Come for a sensory-stimulating show.

This is a double smear of battle and life.

Did your father limit the opening of the arena with similar thoughts?

Even he didn't really end the ridiculous orgies.

And she will.

"One day in the future, I will completely end this kind of performance. The arena is reserved for young people as an arena, and competitions are held here."

Eleuil twitched the corners of his mouth: "I want to see if the audience will expect the fighter to die on the field."

Luodus deliberately said lightly: "This is the second decision you made in advance."

The last one is to make people live better.

Eleuil: "This can be counted, the gladiator show is gone, and some are competitive games for them to watch. The improvement of the level of entertainment is also considered a better performance in life, isn't it?"

Luodus laughed, then sighed in his heart.

The audience of the gladiatorial performance was never just the rich and aristocratic businessmen, the commoners and even the poor were often among the groups who shouted loudly when the blood was flying.

It is true that the level of entertainment has improved.

Before it got dark, Eleuil had already decided to go back to rest.

She felt that she had talked a little too much today, and she carefully and without traces observed Luodus's expression, and she was relieved that she found nothing unusual.

At this time, the two were very close.

Luo Das just turned his head to say good night, the corner of his lips brushed the moist and soft touch, and finally landed on the cheek, it was a real good night kiss.

Lotus was stunned for a moment.

Without even blinking her eyes, the princess picked up the snack box, calmly but without looking back, left a good night and walked back to the room through the crystal curtain.

Luodus: "…" Are you shy?

On the other side, Eleuil was still holding the box, leaning against the wall motionless.

After a while, she put down the snack box, covered her eyes with one hand, and took a deep breath.

This time I really only intend to have a simple good night kiss.

Why does the coincidence come so quickly at a time like this?

However, so soft.

The princess kept covering her eyes for a long time, and suddenly felt that this kind of coincidence could be more.

The author has something to say:

The mood of worrying about the country and the people retired the fastest time (?)

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Thanks to the little cutie for throwing mine, compare your heart!

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