The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

In the old days, the Son would hold the Princess's hand and place a kiss of pious blessing on the back of her hand.

However, Holy Son Hutt put his hand on for a long time, and the princess did not hand over her little hand.

He was slightly startled, and looked at Ling Qingxuan with some puzzlement, "Princess?"

[Host, this is the male protagonist of the plane, holy son Hutt, a magical existence in the human race. 】

"Holy Son, is the holy water ready?"

Not only because he is the male protagonist, but also because of the emotions hidden in his eyes, Ling Qingxuan feels that there is no need to say more, just go straight to the topic.

Hurt straightened up, nodded and walked slowly to the dedicated seat to start praying. He recited an incomprehensible incantation, looking pious and focused.

"Princess, can you ask your guard to go out first?"

Halfway through the reading, Hurt suddenly turned his eyes and said.

It stands to reason that the guards must be guarding the princess when they are outside. Will held the saber and did not express his opinion without authorization, waiting for Aya Qingxuan's order.

"Wait for me outside." Ling Qingxuan said.

After all, when you beat someone later, it would be bad if other people saw it.

Hurt was very happy about Ling Qingxuan's 'obedience', he nodded to Will in a good mood, his eyes were full of 'go out quickly'.

The wooden door was closed, and Hurt called Ling Qingxuan to kneel beside him, "Princess, please come here."

Ling Qingxuan walked over, but did not kneel.

It is not a day or two that the arrogant princess is unwilling to do this. Hutt has long been used to it, "I also know the task that the elders have entrusted to you, princess, I will help you."

"The elves love all beautiful things. Princess, you are the most perfect work in the world and will definitely succeed. The holy water sprinkled on the elf tree will make even the arrogant elves surrender to you."

He took out a porcelain vase from the tablet that he enshrined, and swiped his slender fingers in the air a few times. The golden light touched the vase and was absorbed by the vase.

"Princess, promise me, who loves you the most, not to be attracted by elves, not my race, never cross that line."

Every time Hurt said a word, Ling Qingxuan's heart felt a little bit more if he wanted to do away with him. This man's words were yin and yang, which made him feel really uncomfortable.

Why don't you mute him first?

[Cough, host, calm down. 】To be honest, zz also wanted to hit someone.

The white jade porcelain bottle was handed over, and Hurt looked at Ling Qingxuan expectantly.

He is obviously the Son of Guangming Temple who loves all beings, but he instigates the princess who needs to complete the task to coerce the elves. It seems that this Son of Light is not Guangming.

"Thank you, Holy Son."

Ling Qingxuan stretched out her hand, but when the porcelain bottle was about to be grasped by her, it slipped down accidentally, Hurt's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to use magic to stop it, but was suddenly offset by the invisible wind.

The porcelain jar shattered, and he watched as the holy water he had spent months completing was quickly absorbed by the wooden floor.

"Holy Son is too careless." Ling Qingxuan looked critical.

The hand hanging in the air trembled slightly, and the corner of Hurt's mouth twitched slightly, and his expression quickly recovered.

He looked at Ling Qingxuan's shoes, and he crouched down, trying to hold her shoes.

Ling Qingxuan frowned and retracted her feet.

What's this for? Did you see her shoes?

Hurt stood up again, "Princess, it's my fault that I can't solve your problems for you. I will prepare the new holy water for you as soon as possible."

Since the holy water is unavailable, Ling Qingxuan has no need to save up to stay here. Ling Qingxuan turned around to leave, and Hurt stepped forward, "Princess, you... remember, don't be fooled by elves."

After Ling Qingxuan left, in the room filled with sandalwood, there was another person dressed in white and half-kneeling at Hutt's feet.

"Master, Prince Vish is back in the palace again."

The noble robe and crown make Hutt, the holy son, radiant and bear a bright bath.

His slender phoenix eyes squinted down slightly, "He doesn't know anything, so he will find an opportunity to kill him in secret, do it perfectly, and don't let him tarnish the princess' reputation."

"Yes."

After the man left, Hurt squatted down and collected the broken pieces of porcelain.

"The human race is just plain and ordinary, and it can be solved, but the elf race, if you do something to my beloved princess, I don't mind you exterminating the clan in my hands."

...

"Princess."

Seeing Aya Qingxuan coming out, Will greeted him.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to help Ling Qingxuan mount the horse, but the little girl turned over sassily.

"Go back to the palace."

Will led the horse and took Ling Qingxuan back to the palace with a sullen face.

I heard that Prince Vish entered the palace again under the guise of his imperial edict.

Aya Qingxuan said that as long as she didn't bother her, it was fine.

Within Ling Qingxuan's line of sight, there were guards strictly guarding him, not letting anyone who displeased the princess approach.

Therefore, although Prince Vish was in the palace, he still could not see Ling Qingxuan.

Aya Qingxuan just changed her clothes, and Queen Della came down surrounded by the maids.

"My son, I heard that you went to the Hall of Light, but you are not feeling well, or something else?"

The black magic energy appeared from Della's arms, obviously not there yesterday.

Ling Qingxuan remained vigilant and opened the spiritual barrier.

Della frowned, as if she was worried and looked bad, "My son, don't hide anything from your mother, the king is gone, the person closest to you is me, if you don't want to deal with those princes, Mother, let them stop bothering you for a while."

There are many princes who admire and pursue Princess Nalin. They not only fancy the greatest wealth of the royal family, but also fancy the beautiful princess.

As long as you marry Princess Nalin, you can get both the beauty and the country.

"The closest?" Ling Qingxuan looked at her lightly.

In fairy tales, the evil stepmother is so close.

"Nothing, just go for a walk."

"That's it." Queen Della breathed a sigh of relief. "My son is healthy, and my mother is at ease. You can rest well. For government affairs, my mother will help you."

"Um."

There are so many government affairs, try to deal with them if you like.

Queen Della left Qing Qingxuan's bedroom and stood in the corridor looking at the back garden.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and took out the black and golden wooden comb in her arms.

"Magic comb, magic comb, does the princess have any secrets from me?"

The magic comb lay quietly in her palm, and after a while, she uttered a word: none.

Della touched the lines on the magic comb and said with a smile, "What a good boy."

'Good boy' Aya Qingxuan took the wooden token and went to the back garden.

The back garden of the palace is quite big, and the rockery and lake also look decent.

The maids who come and go do their work in an orderly manner.

A ray of light was emitted from the token, guiding the place of the enchantment.

Aya Qingxuan walked over and came to the green wall of a tree-lined building.

There was no change in the token, and Ling Qingxuan's wrist suddenly became hot, the red thread was automatically untied, radiated light, and rushed into the green wall.