In the innermost room of the Blade Palace, on a large bed, a woman was sleeping soundly in a gauze curtain. She was naked, exposing her curvy body to the air. Beside her lay two naked men, a pair of twins, young and beautiful.

  "Lelil, Lelil." Someone entered the room. He walked straight in, opened the curtains, and looked at the woman with his arms folded. "Lelil, it's time to get up."

  The man was tall and thin, with fiery red hair. He looked at the messy bed with some displeasure, guessing that the woman must have fought with her new lover, the twins, until late at night. She was leaving for Elima today, but she had no consciousness of getting married?

  "Hmm..." The queen of the dragon clan rubbed her eyes with her hands, and her emerald eyes finally opened. She looked at the red-haired man, and seeing the displeasure in his eyes, she stuck out her tongue. She didn't want to quarrel or conflict with him at this time, "Chahan, Chaka, you two should leave first."

  "Yes, Your Majesty." The twins stood up and got off the bed. When they passed the red-haired man, they looked at each other with some fear.

  Bayin hugged his arms and looked at the young and playful girl. The dragons were open-minded by nature, and it was not uncommon for a queen to have a few favorites. Then he saw Lailier's nonchalant expression, "Why are you here so early? Didn't we agree to leave at noon?" Lailier looked out the window, "It's only early morning, and there are still stars in the sky!" She stood up in front of him, and her pair of plump breasts pressed against Bayin's body.

  "There are still many things to prepare, so you should get up now." Bayin stepped forward and grabbed the girl. "Put on your clothes first. It's not proper to be naked like this."

  "Oh my God, Bayin, you are just my teacher, is it that serious?" Lailier shouted, "Even my father never disciplined me like this! Let me go!"

  "Your father entrusted you to me, so I must be responsible for you." Bayin glanced at Lailier. He watched this girl grow up, but he didn't know when she became so reckless.

  Leliel, however, curled her lips into a malicious smile, "Rather than saying that my father entrusted me to you..." She climbed up the man's body and put her hands into his robe, "It's better to say that you are my first man, so you have to be responsible for me, right?"

  Bayin pulled her hand away and said calmly, "That was a mistake."

  "I really don't understand you!" Leliel shouted unhappily, "You always lecture me with such a stern face, and I'm already the queen of this country! You're still like that?!" The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, "You said you wanted me to marry that Cesare, so I married him; you said you wanted to talk to those bastards in Elima to release Longor, so I went to tell them, I listened to you in everything, why do you still control me?!"

  "I'm teaching you how to be a queen!" Bayin whispered. The wrinkles between his brows were particularly obvious, the result of Lelier's father's death in battle and his constant hard work.

  "You are just a subject, but you are telling me how to be a queen?" Lailiel pointed out the absurdity in one sentence. She bent down to pick up her clothes from the ground. "Isn't it ridiculous?" A trace of barely perceptible sadness flashed across her emerald eyes. "You don't care who I have sex with or how many male favorites I have. You don't care who I marry or who I give birth to children for in the future, right?"

  Bayin frowned and turned away, "I'm doing this for your own good."

  "You are a selfish man." Leliel angrily grabbed the candlestick on the bedside table and threw it at Bayin. "You know that I only love you, but you pushed me away with that ridiculous excuse."

  Bayin didn't say anything, but his fists slowly clenched.

  Lailiel walked out of the bedroom barefoot, and the maids on both sides hurried to greet her.

  "Get out of here!" Lailier yelled at them. She walked straight to a hot spring outside the palace and jumped in. She sank to the bottom of the water, and then jumped out. She was soaked from head to toe by the hot spring water, and her hair was stuck to her back. She thought that her loss of control just now must be due to the bad temper after Bayin suddenly woke her up. This situation basically happened every few days. She was accusing the man of being ruthless, but the other party seemed to have gotten used to it.

  She should call him uncle. Lailier stopped being angry. When she came out of the hot spring, she saw Bayin waiting for her with a towel. He was her father's favorite general. Although he was not a warrior who fought in the battlefield himself, he gave her father advice in battle after battle.

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  Lailier stood obediently by the pool, letting the man wipe her body. She had known him since she was a little girl, her red-haired brother Bayin, but her father asked her to call him uncle. Lailier wondered, but he looked so young.

  After her father died in the battle, Lailiel naturally became the leader of the dragon clan. She was strong and domineering. With the support of Bayin, she beheaded several tribal leaders who led the riots, and then the dragon people obeyed her.

  The maids dressed her in a grand gown, a bright yellow, shoulder-less long skirt, which was tied around her waist just below her chest and then fastened with a gilded clip.

  Her breasts looked so tempting, and they were even more erect because of the binding. The skilled maid dried her hair, spread it, and then put a dragon-shaped gilded crown on her head. Her eyes were emerald, her lips were plump and sexy, and then someone hung a necklace on her chest and a gilded bracelet on her arm.

  Lailiel stared at Bayin, trying to see something in the man's eyes, but he was too calm. She couldn't even connect him at this moment with the man who had entered her body so passionately a long time ago.

  It had been so long that she almost forgot how she felt when she lost her virginity. She was only fifteen years old that year, her father had just died, and she was at a loss. She felt that her tears were almost dry, and then the man comforted her with a kiss.

  She just thought it was a natural thing that happened naturally, but when they woke up, Bayin regretted it.

  Later, when she kept male favorites and favored ministers, he just stood by and calmly warned her not to indulge in lust and harm her body.

  The maids sighed that you were so beautiful——

  Lelier looked back at Bayin and raised her eyebrows to ask for his opinion.

  Bayin nodded in satisfaction, and Lailil walked out of the Blade Palace.

  She was about to go to the unfamiliar Elima Imperial City, and her guards were already waiting for her outside. And her dragon, the dark black dragon, Leliel rode on it, and she looked back at the majestic Blade Palace, and Bayin and the ministers standing in front of the Blade Palace.

  "Wait until I return." Lailier said, as if she was talking to those people and the public, but also as if she was only talking to Bayin.

  Then the dark dragon spread its wings, let out a low roar, and the dragon roar resounded throughout the territory of Dark Language City, and it spread its wings and flew into the sky.

  ——That was the scene that the people of the Royal City of Elima saw. It was the first time they saw a dragon with their own eyes, and the first time they saw the dragon queen with their own eyes.

  Standing in the Main Memorial Square of the Goddess is the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, Duke Lorenzo. He is dressed in a black robe, and the gold thread on his body is shining in the sunlight.

  His black hair was spread out behind him, and a gust of wind blew up his slightly curly hair ends. When the dark dragon landed on the square, everyone stepped back in shock, but the knights of the Knights Templar remained motionless, staring at the behemoth on the battlefield that they were so familiar with.

  The beautiful woman stood on the back of the dark dragon, looking down upon the people of Elima with an arrogant look.

  "Are you Lailiel, the queen of the dragon clan?"

  Lelier immediately spotted the young man in black standing on the steps in the north of the square. She raised her chin proudly and asked, "Who are you?"

  "Cesare Lorenzo, Grand Master of the Knights Templar of the Papal State of Elima." The man introduced himself.

  "Very good." She finally smiled. She was satisfied with the husband chosen by Bayin for her. At least he looked strong and could help her give birth to a healthy child.

  She is the queen. Doesn't her purpose of existence be to have offspring?

  Lailil thought that not only Bayin thought so, but perhaps many people in Longcheng thought so too.

  She stretched out her hand and let the man hold her off the dragon and stand on the ground.

  This simple and emotionless action was greeted with cheers and applause from the crowd, and then the man kept his distance from her without making any noise.

  Even though she was young, she had seen countless people, and she knew too well what kind of mood and attitude a person had towards her. For example, her future husband was humble and polite, and even though he had a smile on his lips, his eyes were very cold.

  Lelier thought that she couldn't blame him, because she was the same.

  "Fuer, you can't see it from so far away. Come quickly, come here and see." The girls in the Quewu called out to Qu Fuer who was standing in the corner. They stared eagerly at the black dragon that descended from the sky and the queen in a bright yellow robe on the dragon.

  "Oh my god... she's so beautiful!" someone exclaimed, "Who said that all dragon people have fangs in their mouths and horns on their heads?"

  "Her clothes are so pretty, so shiny and golden."

  "Yeah...but she's a dragon, the one who eats human flesh and drinks human blood!"

  "No matter how powerful she is, she was beaten to a pulp by our Knight Commander, right? Besides, if she marries the Knight Commander, it would be like marrying her to Elima."

  Qu Fuer stood in the crowd, watching the scene with mixed feelings.

  The whole city was mobilized for the scene today. Even though some people were marveling at the beauty of the Dragon Queen, there were also people cursing her. How could hatred be eliminated by marriage alone?

  Qu Fu'er saw Cesare in the distance. They were standing too far away and could only see a black figure and a bright yellow figure. They were close to each other. Even though Qu Fu'er repeatedly told herself what Cesare had said to her, to believe him and to trust him, when she saw the figure of the Dragon Queen, she suddenly began to worry.

  This kind of feeling of worrying about gains and losses is really bad, Qu Fuer thought, she covered her heart and turned around.

  "Fu'er, don't you want to watch it?" Sister A Le, who came with her, asked her.

  "No, I can't see anything, I won't watch it anymore." She muttered randomly, "I want to go home, Sister A Le, I'm going back to the sparrow house first."

  She felt so aggrieved, and Yinge was no longer in the sparrow house, so she had no one to confide in. The housekeeper told her that Yinge and Yaweni were married, but Fu'er was not happy for Yinge, and she fell into deep nostalgia. She missed Yinge, and that girl, even though she was always sharp-tongued and insulted her, but who could understand her better than Yinge?