How To Wear a Goddess Statue

The intermittent sound of the harp surrounds the banquet hall, people celebrate or cherish noisily, but the top position is as quiet as death, as if the air is stagnant for a moment.

Eleuil looked down at the whole set of exquisite smoking sets, and seemed to be calm.

If Luo Das had not been staring at her, he might have missed the fleeting panic in his eyes.

There was someone next to her. It was inconvenient for Eleuil to speak to Luodus, so she asked the guard in a calm voice, "Where did you find these things?"

"The warehouse in the mansion is full of things looted by the Sanur people." The guard replied, "These items are all new, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

—This is not the concern.

Eleuil tapped her forehead, her face unchanged: "No, take it back."

Obedience without question has always been a good quality in the Guard, and so did this Guard: "Yes!"

Eleuil glanced at Luodus's expression and added: "I don't need to prepare for these in the future, I don't have a special preference for worship mist."

Powder mixed with spices, mint and a small amount of tobacco, the priests will use the smoke they make to communicate with the rain god, from the initial ritual link to the common soranchia noble banquet in recent years This kind of thing is called the worship mist by the Solan people.

Despite being dazed, the guards obeyed their words and saluted, covered the silver plate, and retired with this plate of smoking equipment.

The other guards were still standing in the same place, behind the main seat, no whispers could be heard.

Luodus spoke only then.

"What's the matter, Aileu?"

Eleuil whispered, "...It was an accident."

Luodus said warmly: "I don't mean to blame, but I know that your guards will not take the initiative to bring anything without precedent. You have smoked the ritual mist, More than once, right?"

While speaking, she felt her fingers intertwined slightly stiff, and the princess did not answer immediately, apparently tacitly.

Lotus sighed silently.

Tobacco and alcohol are never good for the body.

Solancia's wine is good to say, the so-called mead, date wine, more like some kind of sweet drink than wine, adults and children will drink, and the wine of later generations is not the same thing ;

But the ritual mist—it is used as a sacrificial item to add herbs, which will have a psychedelic effect on the priests, and no similar herbs will be added after it is passed from the temple to the nobles, and the fragrant scent of spices is completely suppressed After passing the smoke, it is even more varied. It is said that this can make people feel happy, but if you think about it, you also know that it is not good for the body.

When I first saw the scene of some noble banquets, Luodus mentioned to the princess, whether it is the worship mist or the atmosphere of the nobles behind the worship mist, it is best not to touch it, It may not be harmful, but it will never be beneficial.

Eleuil of course agrees, and during the time that Luodus was there, she never touched it at all.

Why did she touch it later, Luodus can probably imagine the reason behind it.

Speaking of which, she is inseparable from herself.

Luodus raised his other hand and pinched the princess' earlobe.

"I don't blame you, it's not a mistake."

"But I violated your order."

Luodus laughed and reassured: "I also broke my promise to you. I left first, although I didn't mean it... This is even a draw."

"And, you won't touch it again, will you?"

Eleuil nodded, her voice low: "I didn't use it much before, and I just watched more often."

Luodus smiled, interpreting this sentence as seldom using the ritual mist, and more often just watching other people at the banquet swallowing the mist.

Actually, no.

Eleuil's first attempt at worshiping the mist was at a dinner party after Luodus left.

The organizer is the wife of a noble minister, who believes in the goddess of the Ilu River, and the guests invited are also believers of the river goddess. This noble lady invited Eleuil not only because she was a well-known person who was favored by the gods, but also because she heard that the princess has a lot of experience in health preservation - a bit like a joke, originally did not expect Eleuil to come.

However, Eleuil, who had not yet brought Horstra down from the throne, arrived as promised.

In the summer garden, the breeze blows the scent of spices, the host of the banquet said that it would be good if it rained tomorrow, and distributed smoking sets to the banquet guests.

Eleuil didn't have a headache. She looked at the agate long tube handed in front of her and asked inexplicably, "Can the ritual fog communicate with the rain god?"

"It should be possible, right? However, after all, it is not in the temple, and it is not a priest who ignites the ritual fog, so the effect is hard to say."

Rain God is not the incarnation of the river goddess, but according to legend, this is one of the gods ruled by Luodus as the main god. . It is believed that the ritual fog will rise straight into the sky and become part of the cloud, and priests rely on it to pray for the rain god's echo.

The Mist is a rich version of the spice, and the mint smell is a bit harsh, but the smell is not the focus of Eleuil.

Her half-squinted golden eyes watched the smoke rising into the air, as if the misty white smoke would fill the void in her heart.

But after trying it a few times, I realized that it doesn't work, the void can't be filled by anything, not to mention it's illusory smoke.

Afterwards, Eleuil stopped lighting the ritual mist at all, and the other nobles vomited the mist in front of the spices, and the princess held a long tube between her fingers and meditated.

Scenes like this once made many people think that Eliuil wanted to be a wise man - those believers of the **** of wisdom who think about the truth of life and nature all day, they are probably the earliest philosophers.

However, when the queen came to power, no one expressed any strangeness about this behavior of holding gold for use.

This also allows the ladies in charge of the royal family to find a good opportunity.

Compared to the nobles who let their servants help with their clothes, Eleuil is extremely independent and rarely lets servants enter the door. Clothes, cleaning the room, pouring wine and vegetables during the banquet, and then standing aside like a pillar, leaving the rest alone—this is incredible for the royal servants, and I am worried that one day I will suddenly lose my job, after all, most of the time I am very busy. idle.

But now, the princess has the habit of thinking about holding a golden tube at banquets for some reason. She usually raises her hand naturally, palms up, and then instructs the maid to bring the long tube.

In the future, the princess didn't even need to speak. As long as the palm of the hand was facing up, the waitress would serve the usual cigarette case. It was the princess' business, but they had to be prepared.

It was also a rare negligence of Eleuil, who placed her palms on the table top, originally she was very scheming to let Luodus catch up and achieve the achievement of intertwined fingers.

However, for the guards who cannot see the spirit...

Confirmed, Your Majesty needs a cigarette pipe. If you don't bring a cigarette pipe, you can find it in the mansion. A city lord's mansion will not even be able to find a cigarette pipe!

Eleuil's strange habit that had been quickly corrected and wanted to keep concealed, was overturned by the loyal guards who always paid attention to the needs of the princess.

Luodus didn't know the inside story, just guessed.

After confirming that Eleuil was not too bad at learning, and would not touch the ritual mist again, Luo Das smiled but pinched the other's soft auricle before pulling his hand back .

I received half of it, and Eleu Erxu grabbed her wrist.

I didn't care how strange this posture of holding the air looked to the guards not far away and the people below, the princess Yin moved her lips slightly and whispered: "It doesn't count."

Lotus: "What?"

"It's not a draw, it's you who breached the contract first." Eleuil spoke slowly, "Is this a bit too much?"

Luodus thought along this line of thought: "...It's too much."

Eleuil smiled slightly.

In the middle of the banquet, the princess sitting on the top left the seat through the back door of the hall.

Some people noticed it, some people didn't, but it didn't affect anything, so why don't you want to ask Your Majesty what are you doing? No idiot would do such a thing.

Eleuil did not let anyone follow him, not even his guards.

Or especially the guards.

experienced war.

Under a tall chestnut tree that has been growing for a long time, the round table and stone bench are quietly placed, and the surface is covered with a layer of light gray.

Luodus first rinsed the table and stool with water, and as soon as she had time to dry the surface, Eleuil sat on the edge of the round table.

The table top is high, but when the princess sits on it, her toes can still touch the ground.

"Do you want to change back?" Eleuil tilted her head, "There is no one else here, and no one will come here."

The generals are drinking and celebrating in the banquet hall, and the patrol team will not patrol here.

Luodus was silent for two seconds, then transformed into an entity, there was always the illusion of a tryst with everyone behind his back. Just look at the surroundings and the illusion comes true.

Lower indistinct knuckles.

"What are you thinking?"

"Like a tryst."

"Huh?"

“…”

The unexpected candor made both of them stunned.

Luodus coughed lightly: "The wind is a bit strong, if you don't want to go back to the banquet hall, just go back to the room."

It may be that they have lived together as a spirit for a long time, but Luodus has no special associations with the situation of being in the same room, which should be more ambiguous than staying in the garden at night.

Hearing this, she said without hesitation, "Nurse."

The smile at the corner of Eleuil’s mouth paused, she stared at Luodus for a while, and found that it was serious. The gods thought that being in the same room was like a guardian.

The smile on the corner of the queen's mouth was flattened. She was a little unwilling and unable to refute, so she whispered to herself: "Will you think so in the future?"

Luodus shook his head and smiled unconsciously.

Eleuil squinted: "You did it on purpose."

Lotus: "No."

"You did it on purpose, you never laughed like that."

Whether it is intentional or sincere is really a difficult question to verify.

Luodas prefers to return to a more familiar and stable environment, rather than the ambiguous night garden, Eleuil is determined not to go back to the room - a joke, it's so good to go back atmosphere?

At this moment, the soldiers' indistinct conversation sounded not far away, the footsteps of the same voice, and the light of the lantern was faintly visible.

Isn’t the patrolmen not coming here?

Seeing that the group of soldiers was approaching, Luo Das subconsciously wanted to turn into a spiritual body, so that Eliuil would not be awkward when she was alone at the round table, and the soldiers would only think that it was the princess who came out to breathe quietly , will not come forward to disturb.

However, there is a noticeable pull at the wrist.

Luodus was stunned for a moment, and the plain white skirt spun in a nearly semicircular arc under the darkness of the night. Before she could fully react, she was taken behind the tree by Eleuil.

The trunk of the chestnut tree is enough to cover her figure, but Eleuil obviously doesn't need to hide from the patrolling soldiers, as long as they can't see Luodus.

A small voice is saying, what if you see it?

Luodus was taken aback by this idea, and it was useless to try to become a spirit body at this time - after all, the two of them were already hidden.

The patrol team passed by not far away, and I could hear their chatting, complaining about why they were on the festive night, looking forward to the dinner they would enjoy after the shift, and lamenting the previous war.

Princess Solan, who is in charge of the kingship, and the revered **** Solan, have thousands of ways to leave calmly, but here they rely on an old tree to hide from their own patrol, especially The patrol didn't come close at all—the secluded bushes in the garden were indeed not on their patrol route, only vaguely glimpsed.

This scene sounds a bit outrageous, but no one cares about it.

I don't know who bowed his head first, maybe he didn't think so much, he couldn't help but let his lips touch, but after touching it, his emotions briefly overwhelmed his reason, it was difficult to control himself, and he didn't need to control himself. .

I'm not proficient either, just with the knowledge I have learned from reading all the books and images that can be used for reference, kiss, lick, suck, and intimately entangle.

In the Solan mythology, the **** of love firmly believes that love has nothing to do with reason in the debate with the **** of wisdom, and neither the birth nor the process can be controlled by human reason.

Maybe in many cases, this assertion is correct.

It was born out of no intention, grew out of no intention, it was born from a seed into a pavilion of flowers and trees, the flower crown is gorgeous like fire burning reason, that emotion that even the gods can’t escape—

It is already a towering tree.

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