Jasmine looked at the woman opposite her curiously. She blinked her eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

  Yalan reached out and touched Jasmine's hair, "Her name is Qu Fuer."

  "Her last name is also Qu?" Jasmine looked at Alan with eyes wide open, "How come I don't know?"

  "Now you know." Alan was obviously in a good mood. "Ah Jin, Ah Xiang, get ready to pack your bags. We will leave for Shanbei County the day after tomorrow."

  "So soon? Uncle Yalan, we just got here!" Jasmine shouted. "Didn't you say that you would let Ah Xiang take me out to play, but we stay in the trading house every day." She grabbed Yalan's arm and leaned her face against his arm affectionately, "Can't we leave two days later?"

  Qu Fuer looked at the girl in front of her with a bit of envy. She was so willful and unrestrained, and acted coquettishly without any affectation.

  "No, Jasmine, be good." Alan obviously didn't know how to comfort the girl. The only thing he could do was touch Jasmine's hair again. "You will have many opportunities to come to Elima in the future."

  "Those opportunities are not as free as they are now." Jasmine pouted and muttered softly. She naturally understood what Alan meant. She was the emperor's daughter and would soon inherit her father's position. In the future, it was inevitable that she would move between countries, but by then, she would no longer be the little girl who didn't care about her status at all.

  "Okay, then, who is she?" Jasmine pulled Yalan's arm and turned back to look at Qu Fuer. "Why is her last name also Qu?"

  "She is the daughter of the man that His Majesty has been looking for." Yalan said, and he waved to Fu'er, "Come, Fu'er, this is your cousin, her name is also Jasmine."

  Fu'er looked at Alan in disbelief, then at Jasmine. She looked up at A Jin, and then at A Xiang who was standing next to A Jin.

  "What do you think? I think they really look alike, don't they?" Ah Jin whispered to Ah Xiang, "I was shocked at first."

  There is nothing more surprising than suddenly knowing that you have relatives and your life story. Yalan told Qu Fuer that she had an uncle far away in Mingxia, and her uncle ordered him to take her back. Yalan asked her, "Are you willing to go back to Shanbei County with us?"

  Qu Fuer looked back at Yinge, who hugged her excitedly, "Oh my God, Fuer, you have a family, you still have a family!"

  Yes, family... Fu'er looked at the girl in front of her. Is she her family?

  The girl bowed to her seriously, so noble and elegant, even though her quirky appearance just now was still fresh in Fu'er's memory. "Hello, my name is Qu Moli, and I am the princess of Shanbei County. Sister Fu'er, my father has always wanted to see you, please come back to Mingxia with us."

  Even though they were of similar age, similar figure, and even had similar expressions at times, but... Qu Fuer only felt waves of strangeness coming over her.

  She was born in Elima and could not speak Mingxia's language, let alone Mingxia's cumbersome etiquette. She heard from Yalan that her mother was also called Jasmine, Qu Moli, and was the emperor's daughter at that time, but she lost her trace during a trip. They looked for her for a long time, but there was no news. Unexpectedly, eighteen years later, someone told them that they had met the woman named Jasmine in Elima, and her identity was a slave girl of a noble family.

  She was expelled from her home because of her pregnancy, and died tragically in Elima after giving birth. The angry Emperor of Mingxia threatened to use the Iron Flying Cavalry of Mingxia to attack Elima, but Alan, a general, stepped in to stop the emperor's fantasy. He said, "I will bring her daughter back to see you. Before that, please don't act on impulse."

  The emperor kept saying that he was sorry for his sister, sorry for his sister, and Alan sighed silently.

  Does it matter what the truth was back then?

  Alan asked himself.

  He turned around and looked at the palace with golden roof and red walls, his hands clenched into fists.

  important.

  He thought.

  The war in the north was particularly intense, and the cunning dragons were good at making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. Relying on their natural advantage in air combat, they won victory after victory in the surprise attacks on the Elimar army.

  The Ice Wolves in the front suffered heavy losses. This was the latest news Cesare heard when he entered the castle. The adjutant stepped forward to untie his cloak and handed him the latest battle report. Cesare lowered his head and glanced at it. "Is it Dragongor again?"

  "Yes, Long Gor led his relatives to raid the Ice Wolf Team at the Big Bear Pool. This is the Ice Wolf Team's base." Adjutant Yang Liu explained it to him one by one.

  "Where is Longor now?"

  "It's already heading towards the Bear Pond."

  Cesare looked at the distance between the Big Bear Pool and the Little Bear Pool on the map, "Is Bai Peng ready?"

  "It's ready." Yang Liu replied, "Your sword has been polished." She stared at Cesare's back and suddenly frowned, "But...your injury?"

  Cesare turned around and looked at Yang Liu coldly. There were some questions that shouldn't be asked and some emotions that shouldn't be expressed. She had been his adjutant for so many years, but this time she was rude.

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  Yang Liu lowered her head and stopped talking. She ordered someone to bring Cesare's armor and put it on him personally. She had been by his side since he joined the Knights Templar. She knew every habit he had on the battlefield and every injury he had suffered. She held a dragon spear and stood behind him, so that he could rest assured that he would leave his back to her.

  The man rode on the white roc and flew towards the bear pond. So did Yang Liu. She belonged to the Wind Wolf Squad. The elite members of the squad rode on griffins and followed Cesare to fly towards the bear pond.

  Silver Dove stood on the terrace of the third-floor room, drooping his cheeks and looking down.

  Even though the Quewu was missing only one person, Qu Fuer, nothing had changed. The dancing girls still performed their beautiful dances and the singing girls still sang their melodious and soft songs.

  It's just that Qu Fuer is gone, Yinge thought, but she felt empty inside.

  She hadn't received any customers for two days. The housekeeper knew that she was in a bad mood, so she naturally helped her refuse some people from entering her house.

  "Miss Silver Pigeon! Miss Silver Pigeon!"

  However, a clear voice came from downstairs. Yinge came to her senses and looked downstairs. A head of long silver-white hair caught her eye. It was the youngest son of Hasaro.

  Yinge was not surprised, as the boy looked like he was in love, and the object was herself.

  She forced a smile and said, "It's Yavni." She called out the other person's name accurately.

  No wonder Qu Fuer can live like a normal woman, doing what she likes every day, without having to entertain guests, selling smiles, or having her arms rested on by thousands of people. She is finally not an orphan who doesn't know her life experience. She has a family, and people who have gone through untold hardships to bring her home. After eighteen years, they still miss her and still want to take her back to Mingxia. Yin Ge walked towards the young man. She finally realized that she was so envious and jealous of Qu Fuer, and even a little bit hated her.

  But she, the silver dove, is the most beautiful bird in this birdhouse, a dove for people to play with.

  I can’t fly out. How can I fly out when I’m covered in dirt?

  "Miss Yinge..." Yavni finally found an excuse to escape from the seminary. He couldn't wait to see Yinge. Yes, he hadn't seen Yinge for almost a month.

  However, when the woman he had been thinking about day and night rushed into his arms and raised her head, he found that her eyes were full of tears.

  "Miss Yinge, why are you crying?" A flame of ecstasy ignited in his heart. Could it be because you missed her?

  Silver Pigeon shook his head hard, "Yavini, Yavini."

  "Hmm? Miss Silver Dove?" The Hasaro youth's heart was beating violently.

  Silver Dove raised her head and opened her red lips slightly, "You love me, right? You came here because you missed me, right?"

  The young man hugged the petite body tightly. For the first time, he experienced the feeling of being overwhelmed by love.

  The girl whispered softly in his arms, "Love me well, Yaweni, love me well, don't leave me."

  The young man picked up Silver Dove and walked towards her room.

  He knelt in front of the bed and sucked the honey hole between Silver Pigeon's legs with his tongue. He was so pious and loyal. Silver Pigeon told him that he wanted it, so he knelt down and praised the goddess.

  Yinge opened her legs wide and stepped on the edge of the bed. She raised her body and supported her hands on both sides of her body, completely exposing her body to Hasaro.

  The man's tongue was clumsy, but he licked her pistil vigorously every time. Silver Pigeon's body began to flow out again. She closed her eyes and hummed softly through her nose.

  Silvery white hair.

  A cold and pious voice.

  Yinge stretched out his fingers and gently stroked his body.

  Another face and that cold, almost transparent voice appeared in her mind.

  She penetrated her vagina with her fingers, which surprised Yavni so much that he immediately stopped worshipping Silver Dove's body.

  How could he have seen such a sexy scene? His eyes widened and he felt that the penis between his legs was about to explode. It was clamoring, but it was too timid to break the beauty of the scene.

  Yinge inserted two fingers into her flower hole. Her cheeks flushed and she stroked the wrinkles on the flesh wall with her fingertips.

  In her mind, she blasphemed the Hasaro man who had dedicated his body and soul to the Goddess. She wanted to be ravaged by him, manipulated by him, and held in his arms, treating her the way a man treats a woman.

  God does not love people.

  She forgot who told her, maybe someone told her that time when they passed by the church.

  Why? Doesn’t God love all living things?

  Yinge wondered.

  However, she understood at this moment that they loved everyone, but would not give more to anyone.

  To love is not to love, and not to love becomes love.

  How could she understand? She just felt very sad.

  Her fingers were filled with sexual fluid. Yinge opened her eyes. She raised her hand and looked at the thing on it. "Yavini."

  She called out the innocent young man's name.

  "Lick it."

  She said, her tone like a queen high above.

  That Hasaro listened to her obediently. He knelt on the ground and licked Silver Dove's fingers.

  "You have to please me." Silver Dove whispered softly.

  Yaweni nodded hurriedly.

  "You must always love me." Silver Pigeon continued to murmur.

  Yavni thought that he had betrayed the goddess and turned to her.

  "Hold me, hold me tight." Yin Ge stretched out her hand and released the young man's penis from his pants. "Hurry, fuck me, fill my body."

  Yavini took off his pants in a panic, and the hot guy couldn't wait any longer and suddenly penetrated the silver pigeon.

  Silver Pigeon let out a moan of pleasure, "Fuck me, hurry up, Yaweni, fuck me hard."

  The young man from Hasaro tried his best to please Silver Dove. He was already addicted to this body and couldn't extricate himself - the honey-colored hair stuck to the body because of sweat. Yavni kissed Silver Dove's forehead, her face, and her lips. He heard the sound coming from her lips, it was so sweet.

  Silver Dove was not enough, she wanted more, so she pushed Yavni down on the bed, raised her legs and sat on Yavni's body, rubbing her plump breasts with her hands and twisting her waist up and down.

  Yavni's heart was beating fast. He had never experienced such intense sex before. To him, Silver Dove was like a goddess.

  "Miss Silver Dove, I love you..." Yavni felt his mind went blank. The sudden pleasure made him almost burst out.

  Can he ejaculate inside Miss Silver Dove?

  Yavni was worried, as he was afraid that he had hurt Silver Dove unintentionally.

  "Don't shoot." Silver Pigeon lowered his head and placed his hands on Yawenni's chest, "Not now."

  How could that man surrender when she hadn't even had enough fun yet?

  "Miss Silver Dove, I, I... I can't hold on any longer..." Yavni said in a low voice.

  Yinge simply refused to pay any attention to the young man's words. She twisted her body even more violently, and the face that appeared in her mind was no longer that of Yavni.

  He finally came, and she lay exhausted on his chest, gasping for breath.

  He actually ejaculated inside the silver pigeon like that. Yavni couldn't imagine that he actually ejaculated inside the silver pigeon.

  "Miss Silver Pigeon...I'm sorry..."

  Yavni said.

  Yinge didn't say anything. She closed her eyes and let the man hug her guiltily.

  "Miss Silver Pigeon, I'm sorry..." Yaweni kissed her honey-colored hair, "I love you, Miss Silver Pigeon."

  How many men have said "I love you" to her in her life?

  Silver Dove raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

  "Will you marry me?"

  She shook her head and climbed up from Yavni. She wanted to take a shower and put an end to all this filth.

  But the next moment she was caught.

  "Okay, Miss Silver Pigeon."

  The young man said with a firm look.

  "Wait for me, and I'll marry you."

  Silver Dove turned around, full of charm, "Don't joke, Yaweni." However, she slowly smiled, a somewhat miserable smile, "But I won't marry you, I'm just a prostitute."

  Yes, no matter how beautiful or valuable she is, she is just a prostitute in this brothel.