Chapter 256 He picked up the marriage certificate, the alluring gold…
The Elf King often sat by my bedside, stroking my forehead, eyes, lips, and hair, and softly said, "You are so heartless, abandoning your child and your husband like this!"
"Why do you keep thinking about other men? Can I not lock you up? If I don't lock you up, you'll definitely run off with another man."
"Even if you don't run away with other men, do you think those powerful and wealthy people in the capital will let you go? Why don't you think about your safety?"
"Do you know how ruthless those powerful figures have been in their pursuit over the past two years? They even infiltrated secret areas. If I hadn't been watching you closely, you would have died countless times by now."
His voice gradually faded into the distance, and I gradually fell asleep.
When I "woke up" again, or rather, when my consciousness returned, the Elf Queen was already sitting by my bedside.
I looked at her in surprise, and she smiled back at me and took my hand.
“Perhaps it’s the effect of the embroidered portrait, or perhaps it’s the influence of the Houns family, but I’ve somehow ended up here again.” She pulled me up. “It shows that even kings can break their promises. We said we would never see each other again, but things are unpredictable.” She covered her mouth with her other hand and laughed.
We "floated" out of the palace and walked through every corner of the royal palace.
“I haven’t really explored my palace yet,” the Queen laughed. “I’m busy from morning till night, only getting three or four hours of sleep a day.”
We drifted through rooms of all sizes. The lives of the nobles living in the palace varied greatly. Some were sound asleep, some were writing official documents all night, some were suffering from insomnia and sitting by the window, and some were embracing members of the opposite sex and making love.
"The Elven royal family doesn't actually oppose incest among themselves," the Queen said with a smile, looking at the naked couple. "Because it can produce more offspring, even illegitimate children, ensuring the continuation of the race."
"What does 'internal' mean?" I subtly omitted the other two words.
"High-ranking nobles may only associate with high-ranking nobles, and low-ranking nobles may only associate with low-ranking nobles. Sometimes, however, they may cross the line. High-ranking nobles may associate with low-ranking nobles, but they may not associate with commoners."
"Why was the Elf King able to take the female slave Imera as his concubine?"
"Because that female slave was also of noble birth. Her parents were slaves from three islands, but her grandparents were not. Imera's grandparents and maternal grandparents were all of low nobility, but later they committed a crime, and their descendants were all demoted to slaves."
The Queen smiled at me. "Why is Imera so intelligent? It's because her ancestors were exceptional. Ignorant and narrow-minded slaves cannot produce intelligent and clever offspring. Even if they do, they are extremely rare, so rare that not every monarch can encounter one."
Because the path to upward mobility is always fraught with difficulties, like a winding mountain road, extremely difficult for a slave without any resources to traverse.
“Female slaves like Imera, because their ancestors were nobles, found it relatively easy to infiltrate noble circles, even if it was just to become slaves in noble households. Ordinary slaves found it extremely difficult to enter noble households, as slaves in noble households were ‘passed down through generations,’ with one generation of slaves giving birth to the next, serving the nobles generation after generation.”
“You are actually lucky.” The Queen looked at me gently. “You met me and had the aura of another continent on you. You were found by the soul of Bernot and brought here. You don’t need to climb to be by the side of the most handsome prince on the continent, and then you will meet more princes.”
“Yes, I took a shortcut,” I murmured.
The most arduous and dangerous shortcut.
"The Elf King has never met a woman like you." The Queen laughed again. "Not particularly clever, nor particularly brave, you are simply driven forward by crisis after crisis, but your stubbornness and adventurous spirit have allowed you to escape danger time and time again. There is an uncertain, mysterious element about you that irresistibly attracts him. Moreover, you are his lucky charm, helping him recover his health and reclaim his throne. Without you, he would surely die, with no chance of recovery."
"How should I leave? Leave forever?" I suddenly asked.
"Do you really want to leave?" the Queen asked rhetorically. "You won't encounter so many fun things and fun people when you return to your own world."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on, I won't be able to handle it," I said with a long face. "It's too mentally taxing."
"Didn't you piece together the map home? With it, you can get home safely. But one day, you'll come back on your own."
"How could that be?" I didn't believe it.
“Why not?” She gently pressed my shoulder, yet seemed to pass through the void. “Your lover, your husband, and your children are here.”
I chuckled to myself; I didn't even know who my lover or husband was anymore.
Calling them casual sex partners or babysitting buddies is more appropriate.
"Will I wake up?" We returned to the palace.
The Elf King was sleeping fully clothed beside me, and the three infants were also asleep. The nannies were dozing off on the benches in the outer room.
"And who poisoned me?" I asked again.
"Whoever misses you the most is the one," the Queen replied. "As for whether you will wake up, the person who poisoned you knows best."
Who misses me the most? I don't know.
It's impossible for me to be the one bringing benefits; it should be me who brings t.
Could it be Haiya? He can't handle the Western Regions alone; he needs an ally.
Two more days passed, and I still hadn't woken up. The nobles desperately tried to persuade the Elf King, saying that I could be buried or cremated, but I couldn't sleep with a corpse every day like this.
The Elf King remained silent for a long time. Just when the nobles thought he would agree, he spoke up and said, "The investiture ceremony will be held tonight, with Lady Lana."
The nobles were shocked and tried desperately to stop him, but they could not change the Elf King's decision.
Late at night, the ceremony for bestowing the title of imperial concubine was held. Although it was a small ceremony, all the nobles and priests who were supposed to attend were present.
The Elf King stood beside me. I had changed into a pure white wedding dress, and my black hair, which had been washed, fell to my chest, making my face appear even paler.
Several maids sprinkled rose petals on me, and I could smell the delicate, sweet fragrance of roses, exuding the sweet scent of a wedding.
The priest began the ceremony. I sat up, sitting on my own lap, but no one could see me.
The Elf King was also dressed in a pure white wedding gown, with his light, slightly wavy golden hair falling to his heels, giving him an ethereal and divine appearance.
He picked up the marriage certificate, his alluring gold fingernails gleaming brightly under the dazzling chandelier.
He signed his name, then gently took one of my hands, smeared red ink on my index finger, and pressed it onto the marriage certificate.
At this point, the nobles should have cheered, the ceremony complete. But not a single noble cheered; they looked at us with almost sorrow as their Elf King married a dead man—giving the precious title of queen to a useless dead man.
Then I saw the Elf King kneeling in front of me and kissing my pale face.
"Several renowned physicians from the mainland will be here tomorrow. Let them take a look at the Queen," the Elf King said, seemingly to comfort the nobles. Then he picked me up and carried me out of the hall.
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