[BL, MTL] False Fairy Tale Copy (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 75: Dragons and Elves (3)

Most of the elves are lively and aloof, but people like Ming Shu...are so bold in front of several highnesses that they dare to hold onto Si Ning's hand before they actually sign the contract.

Giant dragons don't have a good temper. Even a sub-dragon with impure blood has little patience and kindness when encountering such a weak creature that is pestering itself.

Si Ning could throw the elf hanging in his palm with just a slight movement.

He frowned slightly, seeming very unhappy.

Mingshu had no other choice. If he was not selected, the main mission would have failed.

And he believed that if Si Ning were Yuan Chen, he would definitely not reject him.

There was also an elf next to His Highness the Third Prince. It poked its head from his shoulder and looked at Ming Shu with wide eyes.

The same goes for the other trembling elf. Although they are guardian elves, after long years of changes, the dragon clan has long been the leader of this relationship.

Only the dragons have always chosen the elves, and no elves have taken the initiative to let the dragons keep their own.

Mingshu slowly slid it to the bottom of his fingers, retracted his wings, and pushed his feet on the edge of Si Ning's sleeves, revealing a thin, white ankle.

Si Ning said coldly: "Very obedient?"

The implication was that Ming Shu's behavior was not like an obedient elf at all.

Ming Shu had a lump in his throat and continued to hold the fingers in his arms: "Please forgive me for the offense, because I like you and admire you, so I want to fight for a chance for myself..." His voice became

louder and louder as he spoke. Xiao Xiao looked at Si Ning with pleading eyes, hoping that he would be soft-hearted.

like? Admire? Si Ning's dark eyes reflected Ming Shu's small body, and he didn't say he would accept him, nor did he reject him.

His hesitation showed that he was seriously considering it. His Highness took this opportunity and said: "Will you accept it? You don't like other elves, but this one is the only one left. If you haven't selected it yet, my father will ask... ..."

He still has something to do, and he doesn't want to spend time here all the time. He is just an elf, and there is no way he should be so particular.

When "father" was mentioned, Si Ning was silent for a moment and finally compromised: "Take him back and put him in my palace."

There is no need to rush to conclude the contract, you can do it at any time.

An attendant heard the sound and came forward, bowed to Mingshu who was in Si Ning's hand and said, "Follow me."

Mingshu glanced at the attendant, then looked at Si Ning: "Are you willing to accept me? "

Without a contract, Si Ning can renege at any time.

Si Ning looked cold and said only two words: "Let go."

Ming Shu was afraid that he would be impatient and would not even have the chance to send him to the palace, so he had to let go of his fingers.

He stopped in mid-air, feeling a little unhappy because of Si Ning's attitude. He looked at Si Ning with a disappointed and aggrieved look, then turned around and left with the attendant.

His Highness also saw this scene in his eyes. He sat on the chair and adjusted his posture, staring at Mingshu's back intently.

Seeing that the matter was almost done, His Highness the Third stood up and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step." As

soon as he left, His Highness the Second Highness also wanted to leave, and Si Ning responded casually.

He couldn't help but recall Ming Shu's appearance just now in his mind, a little absent-mindedly.

This elf was indeed what he wanted, but he had never thought that he would also have a guardian elf. He was unprepared for this, so he hesitated and hesitated.

If Mingshu could really be well-behaved and obedient, it wouldn't be impossible to stay in the palace or take him with him.

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Under the leadership of his attendants, Mingshu came to the palace on the top of another side.

The attendant dropped him off and left. He flew in alone. There was no one in the palace and everything was empty.

Mingshu almost lost his way, and finally found a room that looked like a dormitory. He pushed open the window and got in through the gap.

The interior of the house is simple and tidy, with no luxurious arrangements and decorations. It is different from other places in the palace. There are several black robes hanging in the corner, and a huge bookshelf on one wall, which is full of all kinds of books. Book.

It seems to be a study room, not a bedroom.

After flying from the flower field and being brought here, Mingshu was already exhausted and didn't want to look for a new room.

There was a pot of unknown flowers on the desk by the window. Mingshu picked a leaf and lay on it and curled up.

Entering this dungeon still didn't give him much time to buffer and wait, and he had to deal with new plots and tasks immediately. Mingshu was very tired. He closed his eyes with his pillow on his hand and gradually fell asleep.

He slept well this night, and vaguely dreamed that when he was with Yuan Chen before, he was safe and happy.

It was already dark when Mingshu woke up, the lights were on in the study, and Si Ning was sitting at the table, flipping through a book with a wooden cover in his hand.

He turned over and sat up. Before he could fully recover from his sleep, Si Ning's quietly lowered eyes seemed to overlap with Yuan Chen in his memory.

Mingshu was stunned for a while, then he got up and trotted over, stood by the table and raised his head: "Your Highness."

Si Ning turned the pages of the book: "Yes."

He seemed less indifferent than during the day, but Mingshu also Not daring to disturb him, he sat down on the spot, hugging his knees and waiting.

Si Ning didn't know what book he was reading. Ming Shu glanced at it quietly. The words in it were crooked and he didn't recognize any of them.

Not long after, an attendant knocked on the door and brought a small plate of flower petals, which he placed in front of Mingshu according to Si Ning's wishes.

There are still water drops on the petals, there are four or five petals, they are not big in size, they should be taken from a small bud.

Mingshu looked at the petals on the plate with a confused look on his face, and Si Ning said, "Don't want to eat?"

...So this is food for him?

Mingshu hesitantly picked up a piece, drank the water drops on it first, and then carefully took a bite.

It was the first time he ate fresh flower petals. Probably because he turned into an elf, the taste turned out to be quite good.

Mingshu was not very hungry, so he finished one piece and sat silently next to the plate.

Si Ning raised his eyes and looked over: "Doesn't it taste good?" Mingshu quickly shook his head: "No, no, I can't eat it..."

He noticed that Si Ning's attitude was different, so he took this opportunity to come to Si Ning's hands.

"Your Highness," Ming Shu asked tangledly, "will you form a contract with me?"

He successfully entered Si Ning's palace, but the main task was not completed yet, and the contract had to take effect.

Si Ning was so cold at first and even rejected him, but he still brought him back and prepared food for him.

Mingshu felt that this must be an acceptance of his intention, so he should quickly form a contract, just in case.

Si Ning said, "It depends on your performance."

He turned over another page of the book, his eyes always falling on the page.

Mingshu didn't understand for a moment, how should he behave?

Looking at Si Ning, Ming Shu suddenly reacted.

He said in front of Si Ning during the day that he would be obedient and not cause trouble.

Also, he likes Si Ning, admires him, and wants to stay by his side.

So Mingshu chose a seat at the desk and sat down, not too far away from Si Ning and not disturbing him.

His wings were folded and hanging behind him, he was hugging his legs and resting his chin on his knees. He looked very well-behaved indeed.

Si Ning had been reading a book, and Mingshu couldn't help but yawn, then he quietly walked to the plate and ate half of a petal.

After he returned to his original place and sat down, Si Ning put down his book and poured himself a glass of water.

He drank half of it and put the cup in his hand. Mingshu turned to look at it, remembering that the elf next to His Highness during the day would help pour the tea.

Si Ning continued to read, while Mingshu quietly came to the teapot and wanted to pick it up.

However, the surface of the teapot was smooth and heavy. Mingshu used all his strength, but the teapot on the table did not move at all.

He had no choice but to find another way, took the half-remaining tea cup, positioned himself, grabbed the handle of the teapot and lifted it up hard.

The hot water was poured out successfully, but Mingshu didn't fill it too full, as he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold it for a while.

There were no tea leaves in the teapot, just some hot water at a suitable temperature. Mingshu waved away the heat and touched the edge of the teacup. It didn't seem to be very hot.

But the teacup filled with water was still very heavy. Mingshu couldn't fly, and he didn't dare to make too much noise. He held it tremblingly and moved slowly step by step.

After finally arriving in front of Si Ning, he was about to put down the cup when his foot suddenly slipped.

Si Ning had been secretly paying attention to Mingshu's actions and helped him in time. As a result, Mingshu stabilized his body, but the teacup in his arms fell.

The hot water was sprinkled on Si Ning, and most of it fell on his hands. The cup rolled down the edge of the table to the ground. Ming Shu's face turned pale: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

He didn't mean it. He had known it would be like this. He might as well sit back and do nothing.

Si Ning looked at Ming Shu coldly and reached out to grab him, as if he was about to throw him out with his next move.

Mingshu turned sideways and hugged Si Ning's bent index finger, and quickly admitted his mistake: "Your Highness, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to pour water for you..."

He looked regretful, because he couldn't free his hands, so he pressed his cheek against Si Ning's. He rubbed his fingertips: "Are you injured? Does it hurt?"

It was just a cup of hot water. How could it hurt Si Ning? There was not even a red mark on his hand, but Ming Shu was afraid that he would be angry. I won't make a contract with him.

Mingshu was also unprepared for the sudden situation and subconsciously used some familiar methods to try to make Si Ning not care about him.

He pressed his fingertips, his cheeks flushed by the slightly higher body temperature and residual heat, and lowered his head to kiss the place that seemed to have been burned just now.

Mingshu was so small that he could just be held in his hand, and all touches, including kisses, were very gentle.

His coat was also splashed with water, a small piece of wet fabric was pressed against another finger, the hem of the shirt was rolled up, and the fingertips touched an exposed waist.

Si Ning's face was expressionless, and his fingertips moved up gently, like rough palms touching the delicate skin.

Mingshu felt the touch on his waist, his cheeks became redder, and the index finger holding him did not move.

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What is the popularity value? Was it because he poured hot water on Si Ning's hand?

Then why did the favorability score update... Mingshu opened the system panel and found that it had increased by 10 points.

Si Ning put down Ming Shu, waved his hand and used magic to restore the tabletop and the dropped tea cup, including the water stains on Ming Shu's clothes.

But the spell could not completely restore the water-soaked fabric, and there was still a little bit of moisture left. Si Ning called his attendant and asked him to find some clothes that the elves could wear.

The attendant left in response. Mingshu stood there and slowly moved to Si Ning's hand.

"Your Highness," Ming Shu touched the back of Si Ning's hand, "Are you not angry?"