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

"No!"

The empress shook her head decisively.

She stretched out a finger and shook it playfully in front of me.

"My good husband... It's a good habit to write a diary~ I hope you can keep it, but..."

Huh...but, I knew there must be a but.

Anyway, but then there is absolutely nothing good to say.

"But... I would like you to write more positively~"

The Empress showed a "you know" look, and then poked my face with her finger.

"Then the small picture you just wrote these things, I will deal with them directly...I hope I can see your new diary before dinner~"

After speaking, El Mesa snapped her fingers.

I wrote my diary for a full month and it burned out of thin air, and burned clean in front of me.

Ugh... how to say, this is my painstaking effort for so long.

It's a pity that it's going to be burned.

But...what's even more terrible right now is...the thousand words "proposition composition" that El Mesa assigned to me...and it must reflect my love for her.The handwriting must also be neat...

This is really killing me. How can I compile so many words?

Can't you just write "I will always like El Mesa" hundreds of times?

In other words, does this kind of formalism really make sense?

The old bastard told me before that in his original world, there was a five-star general who was defeated every day and would only put harsh words in his diary.People jokingly call his behavior "diary power".

Alas.... It feels like if I really wrote something like El Mesa asked, would it be counted as a "diary beloved wife".

I really don't know what to say.

"Okay...what are you waiting for the small picture? Start writing!"

At this moment, El Mesa stroked my hair and urged with a smile.

"Ah... do you want to watch me write?"

"Of course." Elmesa nodded naturally, "By the way, repeating a sentence hundreds of times is absolutely not allowed."

Ah...I was seen through...

"The same sentence pattern can't be repeated more than three times....When describing people, the rhetoric should not be too gorgeous, and it must be just right..."

Listening to El Mesa's request, I collapsed into a chair as if discouraged.

"Aisha.... I beg you to forgive me! The kind of article you want is not written at all!"

"Why not?" Elmesha sat on my desk with her legs folded and gave a charming smile, "Soon...you can write out the small picture, right?"

Ahhhhh!!!

I can see it through, El Mesa is just trying to fix me!

"Quickly write... small picture, move faster~"

Elmesha blinked innocently and continued to urge.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"The Empress, Your Royal Highness...Here is a letter from the Chief Policy Officer to you."

61. New Year Festival (monthly ticket plus more)

Hearing the voice of the attendant outside the door, I immediately jumped from the chair as if grabbing the straw.Promised loudly:

"Got it... Take the letter in!"

"Yes."

The door opened, and a blue-haired water elf girl came in from outside carrying a plate.

Seeing El Mesa standing here, the little girl was obviously a little nervous, and her hands and legs trembled.But the look in the eyes still couldn't hide the curiosity and looked back and forth between El Mesa and me.

She seemed to feel that she was a little rude, she stood still on the spot suddenly, bowed her head, and said nervously and cautiously:

"Report to the Empress...this...this is a letter from the chief decision chief...please...please..."

"Um... I know it."

Elmesha gave me an angry look, took the letter from the plate, and nodded to the girl.

"Okay, go down."

"Yes...yes!"

The little girl bowed abruptly ninety degrees, and then she was about to turn and leave.

Perhaps remembering the rule of "It's disrespectful to leave the king with her back to her," she froze again immediately.Turned around again, lowered his head and walked back.

But the little girl was still a little too nervous, bumping into the table frame and the wall several times with expectation, and finally left the room.

After the door is closed.

I immediately heard a series of rapid footsteps.

It seemed that the water elf girl was so nervous that she fled away as soon as she left the room.

It's really interesting.

"Small picture.... What do you keep staring at that maid?"

At this moment, El Mesa's slightly jealous voice came from the side.

Looking at the dissatisfaction under the crown of the empress.

There was a wry smile in my heart.

Alas... This big jealous jar in my house is really too sensitive.

Fortunately, after interrupting like this, Elmesha didn't mention the diary.

This is really life-saving.

"I just think her nervousness is funny, Aisha, you don't need to care so much, do you?"

"Is it just funny?"

Elmesha's scrutinizing eyes scanned me, and she could see that she was still jealous.

"Really..." I nodded, "Don't you think they look at you with respect and fear, that's funny?"

"I don't think.... I only see the people's respect and love for the king. This is a matter of course."

Elmesha replied seriously, and then grabbed my shoulder:

"In short... I don't allow you to look at other women! I can't bear such things!"

Aisha.. So you are so harsh?

"I said Aisha.... You really think too much. In any case, I won't be interested in that kind of little girl who hasn't grown up."

"That's not good...huh, after all, you little pervert can't even let go of it. I have to keep an eye on you!"

El Mesa said aggrievedly.

"Um... this..."

What Elmesha said made me feel a little ashamed.

Because of the dog...it was not wrong in a sense.

So I quickly turned away from the subject and said:

"Okay, okay... Aisha, let's take a look at your letter from the chief decision-maker... Maybe there is something important?"

"Nothing to look good.... It's nothing more than the [New Year Festival] thing..."

El Mesa shook her head boringly.

"[New Year Festival]?"

Hearing this word, I was taken aback for a moment, and then finally reacted.

So this year is almost over?

I spent two months in the Luoxiao Palace with Elmesha before, and then went out to travel for a month. Five days ago, Aisha and I came to the territory of the water elves [Turbulence Clan], and we have been living until now.

It feels like a white horse flies, passing fast, almost forgetting what time is it now.

Hmm...wait.

If you count it this way, didn't the New Year pass last month?Why are the festivals held now?

"Yeah, small picture... the New Year will be in half a month, and then I'm going to preside over the smelly and long ceremony again... It's annoying to think about it!"

Elmesha's expression was obviously a little depressed.

It can be seen that she hates those long and cumbersome rituals, but she has no choice but to assume her responsibility as the empress.In the ceremony, we must act as a bridge between the ancestors and the people, and pray for blessings to heaven.

And the doubts in my heart also deepened.

Why does El Mesa say that it will be the New Year in half a month?

Was it because I was confused, or did she remember it wrong...whatever this is too strange, right?

After combing through my mind for a while, I finally realized it.

Turns out... it wasn't me or El Mesa who remembered it wrong.

It's that the New Year of the elves would have been more than a month longer than the night of humans!

As we all know, the calendar prevailing in all countries of mankind is the [Holy Calendar Year] promulgated by the Eternal Church.

With the continuous expansion of the scope of human activities, the Holy Calendar Era has been extended to almost every corner of the Western Continent.

However, some non-human races still retain their own customs and habits and do not use the human calendar.

The elves are one of them.

Because the ancestors of the elves lived in the Frost Mountains and the Black Forest, beside the streams formed by melting icebergs and snow.Therefore, the elves locate the new year of the elves calendar on the day when the ice and snow begin to freeze in the spring, which is also called the "Opening Frozen Festival".

From the time point of view, every year is about one to two months longer than the night of the human New Year.

When the Kaifeng Festival comes, the elves will hold grand ceremonies to worship the ancestors, praying to heaven for harvest and shelter in the coming year.

Conventionally, the priests of the ritual are the Elf King and the saint who worships the Frost Snow God Tree.

But... unfortunately.

Before becoming the Empress, Elmesha was originally the saint of the Frost and Snow God Tree.....Now he has two roles, and one person takes care of the work of the Elf King and the saint at the same time.It must be miserable...

If it wasn't for taking care of the emotions under the crown of the female emperor, the ceremony would be streamlined.Aisha's emotions might even explode.

"So annoying, so annoying, so annoying! People really don't want to host any New Year festival at all!"

As soon as I was stunned, El Mesa had fallen on the bed with eyes blank.

Then he completely changed his usual cold image and rolled on the bed.

"Ah... It's really troublesome! It's annoying to have this every year!"

After rolling and moaning on the bed, Elmesha turned her head to look at me, and said weakly:

"Small picture...Help me..."

Seeing El Mesa's decadent air, I really feel a little pain.

But...what can I do about this kind of thing?

After all, the New Year festival carries the expectations and blessings of hundreds of thousands of elves.This is Asia's responsibility, and she cannot escape it anyway.

"Aisha...I really want to help you, but...I can't take your place to officiate the ceremony."

I said softly and comforted.

"Woo...that's what it said..."