Chapter 741: The Prince Regent running towards the morning sun

Chapter 741 The Regent Running Against the Sun

Before breakfast the next day, Tyrande, who was secretly listening to the corner last night, looked strangely at Charlemagne, who was in the early stages of Aiai, and couldn't help but venomously said, "What are you doing? Did you work too hard last night? Tell me straight! "

After being yelled at, Charlemagne immediately faltered again. He slumped his shoulders and said, "It's nothing, we're starting to eat... Hiss!"

Sirvanas put down the left hand that had just pinched Charlemagne as if nothing had happened, Vereesa hugged Mr. Bigworth and showed a disdainful expression, and Alleria smiled and clenched her fist to express encouragement to him.

Tyrande is not stupid at all. She was already very smart, relying on her 10,000 years of rich experience, she quickly guessed what was happening from the strange performances of Charlemagne and the three Windrunner sisters.

But the high priest still couldn't believe her guess for a while, she subconsciously put her hand on the violently beating left chest, trying to calm her breathing.

"What do you have to say, I have to prepare for the conference later, and I don't have time to waste time here with you."

"I…"

"Crack!"

Just as Charlemagne mustered up the courage to speak, the door of the restaurant was suddenly opened, and Valeira and Onyxia walked in talking and laughing. The two saw the strange scene in front of them and Tyrande seemed to be The murderous gaze froze for a moment.

"Eh... Didn't we come at the wrong time?"

Seeing that there were more and more people, Charlemagne poked his neck and said loudly, "After the vote of our family of four, we decided to give Tyrande Whisperwind the opportunity to serve the Regent. If you have any objections, please appeal immediately. If you don't answer within seconds, it will be regarded as the default!"

Tyrande imitated the marriage proposal lines that Charlemagne would say countless times in her mind, but she never expected such a high-spirited announcement with her imagination...

As soon as the words came out, Charlemagne knew the pills. The three Windrunner sisters buried their heads and covered their faces in a horrible look. Valeira and Onyxia's troublesome eyes suddenly lit up. Rand, looking forward to her reaction.

Tyrande tilted his head and looked at Charlemagne with blank eyes. About two seconds later, just as Charlemagne planned to become a living horse doctor and announced the result, Tyrande, who was gradually lowering his head, suddenly spit out two words. words.

"Luna..."

"Luna?"

Charlemagne looked at Tyrande's trembling shoulders, thinking that he was crying with joy, but he was embarrassed to look at him, with a bright smile on his face, "Are you praying for the blessing of the moon god? Actually, it doesn't have to be like this..."

"The prayer of...!"

"Boom!"

A large number of arcane meteors appeared in the restaurant of the Prince Regent's Palace. Tyrande, in a rage, still controlled the scale of the orbital gun, and fixed all these meteor showers on Charlemagne.

"It hurts, it hurts! It hurts! Stop it! Would you please give me a letter!"

"I kill you!"

The maids of the Prince Regent's House had the honor of witnessing for the first time a scene that they would see from time to time in the future.

The regent of Quel'Thalas, who has a very high status throughout Azeroth, was jumped on his back by the high priest of the night elves and bit his ear fiercely.

The regent screamed like a hog-killing ghost, while twisting and galloping in the vast courtyard of the mansion, but he couldn't shake off the koala behind him...

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

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Hmm... All in all, all in all, when everything calms down, even the most stupid palace maids will know that there will be an extra mistress in the Regent Palace, although when the wedding will be held is still doubtful...

"Hiss...You are too harsh! My ear was almost bitten off by you!"

Tyrande, who was treating Charlemagne's bleeding long ear, suddenly had a vein on his forehead after hearing Charlemagne's complaint.

"Whose fault do you think?! Thanks to you, my image in the eyes of the maid and the secretary is completely ruined, completely ruined!"

Charlemagne grinned and said, "Image? You still have that thing? Don't tease me, I knew you were a..."

"Aww!"

Aurelia looked at her husband who jumped up after being stepped on, and shook her head helplessly and said, "Charlemagne, don't add fuel to the fire. Your proposal line in the morning...is too bad."

"I think it's quite interesting."

Cirvanas had a gloating expression on her face. She, Vereesa, and Onyxia were surrounding Valeera, watching the black and white photos Valeera took with the camera that Mimiron made recently. photo.

In the photo, a high elf with a distorted expression was running crazily against the rising sun. Because of his speed, his body even showed afterimages on the screen, and on the back of this high elf was biting him viciously. Female night elves with ears...

"Of course I have to pay for what I say, and this kind of marriage proposal line is quite novel."

Vereesa also grinned and echoed, "At that time, before we got married, it was too smooth, and you didn't even say such an interesting proposal line to us. It would be nice to witness it with your own eyes."

In the end, this precious photo was treasured and put in a frame by Aurelia and the others, and it was regarded as a commemoration for them for countless years... Although the two parties felt very resistant and ashamed.

Even though Charlemagne's proposal lines were very weird, his meaning was accurately conveyed to Tyrande.

The wedding of the leaders of the two ethnic groups must not be held simply. To some extent, this wedding has relatively important political significance.

It is a good story that the high elves and night elves, who have been disliked by each other for thousands of years, reached a settlement in this way.

From this perspective, the wedding of Charlemagne and Tyrande is no longer just a matter for the two of them, but represents an important signal of complete reconciliation between the two races and the two countries.

Throughout the morning, the Prince Regent's Mansion was not busy with their own work as usual. Most of the officials in the Palace came to Charlemagne's office for preliminary discussions.

Charlemagne scratched his hair irritably, "Sure enough, we should vent our anger on both parties first, right? I don't know if Malfurion and Illidan will come to make trouble..."

Tyrande looked at Charlemagne with disdain, "Dare to do anything, are you afraid of what others will say? Besides, I don't think the two of them can beat you now."

"Yes, the high priest is mighty, and the high priest is rippling."

"No sincerity at all!"

That afternoon, Charlemagne and Tyrande went to the political centers of their respective countries to tell the two high-level officials about the incident.

Tyrande's side is unclear, Silvermoon Council's side... Charlemagne was undoubtedly met with Xiao En's ruthless ridicule and Li Reza's gleaming eyes.

(end of this chapter)

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