What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

As soon as I spoke, I realized my voice was hoarse, and my throat was dry and almost bursting into flames.

The uncomfortable feeling made me cough for a while.

"Ahem..."

Swallowing air hard.

I only felt a tremor in my whole body, and a strong sense of fatigue was transmitted from the limbs to the central nervous system, like gravity, pulling my eyelids down.

The first time I felt a dry throat was also so painful...

Thinking of this, I obediently gave up my plan to wake El Mesa, closed my eyes, and fell asleep again.

......

When I woke up again, I felt a coolness between my lips and teeth.

There seemed to be a stream of sweet spring poured into my mouth.

Um... so sweet... so cold...

"Hmm...hmm..."

At this moment, a whimper of a little bit of astonishment sounded in my ears.

this is?

Doubt prompted me to open my eyes quickly.

As the pupils were focused, El Mesa's slightly surprised face appeared before my eyes.

Seeing that I had woken up, she flushed immediately, quickly moved her lips away, a little embarrassed and averted her gaze.

"Little...small picture...you woke up..."

The Empress said in embarrassment, she looked like a kid caught stealing snacks.

I am not commenting on this.

It just pursed his lips with some meaning.

Phew.... I was dying of thirst just now, and finally saved.

I have to say that it's useful to sleep back to bed.

At least, although it is still a bit weak.But at least it's not like the feeling of falling apart just now.

But looking at El Mesa, I still have a headache.

Ugh...what should I do afterwards?

Do you really want to stay with her on the snow mountain for a lifetime?

Take one step, count one step.....

Thinking of this, I shook my head.Say in as gentle a tone as possible:

"Aisa, can I get up first?"

"OK.....OK....."

Hearing my words, the empress nodded a little shyly, and then moved away the thighs that straddled me a little restraint, to make a way out.

I was able to turn over and get out of bed.

Rubbing my sore back gently, I picked up the clothes that had been thrown to the ground.

Looking at the thing that was almost torn into cloth strips, I picked it up and took a look.

After confirming that it really couldn't wear it, he sighed and threw it to the ground again.

"Wear this... small picture..."

At this moment, El Mesa handed a white robe from her side.

In terms of style, it seems to be the monastic dress of the wizard warlock. Although it represents the female lace ornamentation in the wizard customs, it is generally relatively neutral.

But it doesn't really matter. Women's clothing... I've long been used to it.

"Thank you....."

I took the robe and thanked the empress.

Elmesha gave a soft "um", then sat aside with her head down, glanced at me from time to time, but then quickly looked away.

It seems that I am a little bit ashamed to see my body.

Obviously he was so active yesterday... Why do you do it today?

According to reason, shouldn't it be me who is shy at this time?

Reluctantly putting on the robe, I began to fumble for the straps and buttons.

But this cumbersome elven-style clothing really makes me a little uncomfortable, and it still feels wrong after tying it several times.

"Let me help you..."

Probably because I put on a robe, El Mesa seemed to overcome her shyness.I put my hand through behind me, took the thin strap that made me headache, and cleverly knotted them together.

And her face is resting on my shoulder and watching the movement of my hand.

Completely different from what I imagined, the technique of the empress is very skillful.There is no such thing as the style of many human aristocrats who have to be served even when they dress and eat.

Her meticulous and considerate movements are not like a powerful emperor at all, but more like a young wife of a newly-married Yaner, grind together with her husband.....

For a moment, I was also a little moved by this warm scene.

However, the next moment El Mesa's words made me feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Small picture..." She tried her best to conceal her tone of expectation, "Do you think... our wedding... when would it be better?"

113. Forced marriage...

Suddenly, the expression on my face freezes.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Elmesha said to herself.

"I think it's just next week... it's just too late... What do you think of the small picture?"

Next...Next next next next week?

Are you kidding me?

Today seems to be Saturday, then next week, will it be the day after tomorrow?

acquired?

Will you let me get married the day after tomorrow?

What a joke!

I am only 17 years old this year!There are many different landscapes waiting for me to see in the colorful world outside!How can you stay on the snow mountain forever?

impossible!Absolutely impossible!

Although, I thought so in my heart.

But on the surface, I still smirked and said:

"Aisha... Isn't this a little too hasty?"

"Is it anxious?" Elmesha asked suspiciously, "I still think it's too slow."

After speaking, she put down her arms, put them around my chest, and said:

"I originally wanted to hold the ceremony today.... The result is that the small picture sleeping face is so cute. I accidentally saw noon from the morning..."

what?It's noon now... Then the first time I woke up was in the early morning?

Then you looked at my face like this, kissed and licked until now?

Elmesha's panting air appeared in her mind.

I feel chills all over.

Terrible.... It's terrible...

"I mean... don't worry about it, because..."

I smiled hard, prevarication.

"Why not in a hurry?" Elmesha glanced at me murmurly. "Only after completing the sacred ceremony can we..."

She sketched on my chest with her long fingers:

"Don't you want to be with me?"

"Of course!"

I answered without hesitation.

Of course I am telling the truth.

But the premise is that you are not the Empress Frost, and you are allowed to open the harem.

"Then why not do it earlier?"

Elmesha suddenly exerted force and pinched my chest.

"Aisa, let go first..." I snorted with pain, and hurriedly said, "I...I didn't want to give you a perfect wedding? After all, Aisha, you are The female emperor of the elves, the strong of the Megatron Continent... how our wedding should be worthy of your identity..."

"It turns out that your small picture did you think so?" The empress's tone was full of surprises, "I thought you wanted to shirk responsibility again..."

I looked stiff.

Uh...Don't say it, you really got it right.

Fortunately, I am now facing the empress. If she sees me with such an ugly look, she will definitely find a problem.

"Small picture, I am very happy that you have such a mind... But whether it is the empress or the strong... these things don't matter..."

El Mesa hugged me tightly and leaned her cheek on my shoulder.

"Being able to be with my small picture before, as long as this is enough.... It doesn't matter whether other fame or pomp..."

Sister, you don’t care, but I do!

I don't want to step into a man's grave so early!

So my brain worked quickly, racking my brains to think about the countermeasures.

"No... Aisha, you have to know that for a woman... a wedding is a major event in life, I don't want to wrong you in this regard... because in my opinion, there is only a grand wedding. It matches your noble status..."

I said shamelessly, and I swear I will confess for these lies.

but not now.

"But I don't care about it! All I want is you..."

Hearing my answer, Elmesha seemed a little moved. She held my palm tightly and said seriously.

"But... Aisha, at this time my persistence as a husband... I must be responsible to my wife!"

Sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, I'm really sorry!

"My husband...husband? Wife-wife...wife..."

Elmesha's tone began to fluster, and these two words seemed to hit her bullseye.

Seeing that the empress was in a mess, I hurriedly pursued the victory:

"Furthermore, grandpa...no, from the chief decision-maker, we need to communicate with him.....or others may not be able to accept it..."

"Where is your father? What does it have to do with him?" Elmesa said unhappily, "I am the empress of the United Kingdom. I don't need him to intervene in my personal affairs!"

Although she said so, but judging from the helplessness revealed in her tone, she really cared.

So I struck while the iron was hot and said:

"It's not a housework.... In terms of the customs of our elves, your personal freedom of decision-making will naturally be impossible for you to intervene... But, from another aspect, Aisha, you are dozens of elves of the thirteen clan. The leader of Ten Thousand Peoples is also the number one powerhouse in the entire Western Continent....So the things that involve you, no matter how big or small, are the big things that are cared by hundreds of thousands of people, and they are related to the big plans of the country.... Don’t be careful..."

I said nonsense.

"So, as the helm of the country, your Excellency the Chief Decision Officer has the right to know about our marriage...Do you understand Aisha?"