What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

What a joke, my mother is only one son of me!

So... my grandfather said what he said just now when he thought of me as a girl?

My goodness, what kind of bullshit misunderstanding is this!

Blame this damn dress!

So I shook my head helplessly and said:

"Your patriarch, calm down, there must be a misunderstanding between us..."

"What's the misunderstanding? Didn't you admit it all yourself?"

Grandpa said with a beard and staring.

"I like girls, yes... but your patriarch, I am a man! Isn't it normal to like girls?"

"Are you a man?" Grandpa looked at me up and down, and said more angrily, "Lin Dengtu, do you think I am a stupid person?"

"Of course not, patriarch... in fact you look very wise."

"Then you still said this kind of inferior lie to lie to me?" Grandpa shouted angrily, "Even if you like girls, you can't think of yourself as a man in your heart!"

Oh...how come no one believes the truth these days?

Grandpa, I am really your grandson!

Well, till now, I know it's useless to say anything.

Had to resort to the killer!

"Your patriarch, you are optimistic."

I put my hand on the collar of the maid suit and pulled it down.

"Wait...what are you doing?"

Seeing the action of lifting my clothes, my grandfather's face flushed with a brush, and he kept covering it with his hands.

"Look up, it's not what you think."

I sighed, and tore open my jacket, and even the skirt was torn.

"No, no, no...Although I am your grandfather... but you have grown up so old that you can't be in front of me..."

Grandpa was hiding in an embarrassed manner, but his eyes still cast on me involuntarily.

"It's not what you think, patriarch...you are optimistic."

I sighed, got up from the chair, and said, pointing to the huge bump on my underwear.

"I don't look! I don't look!" Grandpa kept making awkward movements, but his eyes kept glaring at me honestly, and finally he was stunned when he saw where I was pointing.

"How come? It turned out to be... even older than when I was younger!" Grandpa looked up dullly, looked at my face and said, "So you are not a girl... a boy?"

"Yes....."

I nodded weakly.

"So, you are my grandson, not my granddaughter?"

Grandpa still asked in disbelief.

"Yes, my grandfather."

I nodded dejectedly.

"Then I just..."

"Everything is wrong..."

"Okay...okay..."

After learning the truth of the facts, grandpa lay on the back of the chair with a ruined look, staring blankly at the bookshelf, seeming to be short-circuited because of the amount of information.

And I sat back in the chair exhausted, and cried.

Uuuu.... too shameful!No face to meet people!

I feel that san has become a negative number!

86. My dear grandson, grandpa will discuss with you...

The air was full of embarrassment.

Our grandfather and grandson stayed in a stalemate like this for a while.

Finally, I couldn't help but speak:

"That... Your patriarch?"

"Ah...what's wrong?"

Grandpa replied subconsciously, his face still full of incredible expression, as if he had not recovered from the shock just now.

"Do you have any extra clothes here? Or blankets are fine, I'm a bit cold..."

I clutched my body with only a pair of underwear, and said shiveringly.

I have to say that Hanshuang Mountain is worthy of being a snowy mountain...I just sat shirtless for a few minutes, and I felt a chill spread from the soles of my feet to my body, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on my skin.

You know this is still indoors... the ghost knows what it will be like outside...

"cold?"

Grandpa repeated this vocabulary with some confusion, as if he didn't quite understand it.

"It's still summer... why is it cold?"

That's right, grandpa also wore an ordinary robe, which was no different from an ordinary scholar's robe except that it was more gorgeous in carvings, but he didn't feel cold at all.

Perhaps this is the special talent of the Frost Elf... to be more adaptable to the cold environment.

But logically I am also a half-elf?Is it because there is only half of the bloodline, so the ability to withstand the cold is also compromised?

Just as I was thinking about it, Grandpa's gaze scanned my naked upper body again.

Suddenly, his face blushed again...

"Ahem.... There is a cloak on the hanger over there. You can put it on first..."

Grandpa looked away and pointed to the hanger in the entrance of the study.

By the way, grandpa, why are you blushing?I am a man, I am a man!

I was complaining, I stood up, walked to the hanger in two steps, took off the heavy fur cloak, wrapped it around my body, and then returned to the desk to sit down.

Seeing that my whole body was wrapped in a cloak, Grandpa calmed down and put on the monocle again, his expression calm and honest:

"Small picture... No, Lindentu, what is going on in your visit to Frost Mountain this time?"

Seeing grandpa's serious expression, for a while, I felt a little bit at a loss how to answer.

Because I really didn't think about this problem very much, just because I got rid of the old bastard, and also felt that I should see my mother's family, so I came.

As for the purpose of coming, I haven't really thought about what to do after coming.

What I have to say is mainly because of the high cost of travel from the old bastard, and the fairy-looking looks of the fairy clan young ladies... that's all.

Of course, now I have another purpose, and that is to find Miss Aisha.

But at the beginning, I'm afraid that this matter is not very good...so let's deal with the business first.

So I thought and said:

"Your patriarch.... I came to see you on my father's commission."

"Visit me?"

A ghostly expression appeared on Grandpa's face.It seems to be saying, "My son-in-law is so filial? Don't be kidding!"

Seeing that my grandfather's face was wrong, I quickly changed the subject:

"Of course this is also my own wish. After all, you are my mother's father and my grandfather...As a junior, it is my duty to visit you..."

"Grandpa...hmm..."

Grandpa touched his chin and showed a somewhat intoxicated look. He seemed to be a little fanciful, but he quickly recovered his serious look, coughed twice, and said:

"Ahem... It's hard for you to be interested..."

"this is necessary."

I nodded, then bent down and took out a flame-sealed letter from my torn pocket, and handed it to grandpa with both hands.

"This is a letter my father asked me to forward to you, please accept it."

Although the old bastard repeatedly emphasized that I would not be allowed to open the letter when he handed it to me.

But how can I listen to him?

However, even if it were opened, it was useless, because this letter was written by the old bastard in ancient elves, and I didn't know any of the letters on it, let alone spelled it.

So after trying twice, I obediently resealed the letter.

"Um... that bastard... your father's letter..."

Looking at the unique coat of arms of the old bastard on the paint, grandpa swallowed, and his Adam's apple moved up and down around his neck, seemingly a bit difficult.

After a stalemate, grandpa finally accepted his fate and seemed to take the letter from me and open it.He pushed his glasses and started to read.

While reading the letter, Grandpa frowned first, then trembled and clenched his fists, and finally collapsed on the chair with a pale face.Both hands fell like dead branches, and even the letter fell to the ground.

Seeing my grandfather's weird expression, I couldn't help but worry whether my grandpa was damaged by the old bastard's presumptuous speech, so I tentatively asked:

"Your Excellency... are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Grandpa waved his hand and said with a slight crying voice. Suddenly he got up from the chair and stared at me with his hands on the table. "Small picture! There is something still going on. Please tell Grandpa!"

Grandpa's sudden behavior and intimacy shocked me and made me withdraw unconsciously:

"What do you say..."

"This letter... have you read it?" Grandpa put a hand on my shoulder and stared into my eyes and said, "Tell me, tell the truth!"

After speaking, the strength on that hand became more and more powerful, and it hurt my shoulder.

Feeling the urgency in grandpa's tone, as well as the crippled eyes.

In desperation, I had to tell the truth:

"I'm really sorry... I took it apart without permission when I was on the road before..."

"Ah ah ah ah! It's over! It's over!"

The next moment, grandpa let go, propped his head with both hands, and cried in despair.

"Now I know it all! Even my grandson knows it! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Seeing grandpa yelling and pacing anxiously in the room, I couldn't bear it.So he whispered:

"His patriarch.... Although I opened the letter without authorization... But I can't understand a word of the letter!"

"can not read it?"

Grandpa suddenly rushed past like a straw, and grabbed my hand.Asked me eagerly:

"Really? You really can't read what's written in the letter?"

"Really...I don't understand ancient elves..." I nodded weakly, "Really...I don't know anything, I can't understand a word..."

"Saved! Saved!"

Grandpa then sat back on the chair again as if relieved, with a happy smile on his face.

It took a long time to finally calm down.

"Ahem...small picture..."

Grandpa tidyed up his appearance and said to me with a smile on his face.

"You are here this time... if you have anything you want to do or want, just tell Grandpa... as long as..."

Having said that, Grandpa lowered his voice: