Do my legs look good?

Long Ling hadn’t tasted the elven Fairy Wine yet, so she happily went back with Aerith.

The Fairy Wine was brewed from flower juice and honey, with a mysterious yeast added.

Long Ling took a sip and found the wine wasn’t too strong, with a faint floral aroma.

It was smooth and sweet.

Her alcohol tolerance wasn’t great, and she felt a bit tipsy after a few sips, her brain feeling a little dizzy.

Long Ling rubbed her temples, and while still relatively sober, quickly said goodbye to Aerith.

Aerith escorted her back to the treehouse and left after Long Ling closed the door.

Aerith had met Long Ling’s former fiancée and knew that Violet always traveled with a large number of dragon guards.

When Long Ling was trapped by her side, she didn’t even have a chance to escape and meet.

She had just seen Violet wandering around in the Misty Forest.

Without an elf to guide her and only her guards, Violet must be trapped and unable to get out.

But she didn’t want Long Ling to find out, so she used the excuse of tasting the Fairy Wine to lure Long Ling away.

Aerith mounted her steed, grabbed her bow and arrow, and following the scent of beast blood in the wind, headed towards Violet’s location.

The roars of beasts in the forest were intense, and the ground trembled violently.

A horde of rampaging magical beasts pounced at several dragons, their claws tearing at the dragons’ bodies, scales breaking, and flesh becoming blurred.

Seeing the magical beasts shake off the dragons, they roared and pounced towards the figure in the middle.

Violet released powerful magic with one hand and fired her gun at the horde of magical beasts with the other.

The intense pain made the magical beasts instinctively afraid.

They stomped the ground with their hind legs, roaring, but hesitated to charge again.

Aerith notched an arrow and shot it into a magical beast’s eye.

The magical beast wailed and turned to flee into the mountains.

The magical beast only ran a dozen meters before a gunshot rang out from behind, and a cold bullet accurately killed it on the ground.

The injured dragons instantly transformed back to their human forms, drew their swords, and guarded Violet’s side.

Violet retracted her hunting rifle, her cold and beautiful eyebrows slightly raised as she looked at the elf on the white horse: “I don’t need your help.”

Aerith placed her bow and arrow at her waist, her emerald eyes still gentle: “You dragons can’t enter the elven territory.

Before it gets dark, I can send you out.”

Violet’s eyes were dark: “If you’re really so kind, you should take me to the elven territory to see Long Ling.”

Aerith advised: “Long Ling doesn’t want to see you right now.

Without you, she’s happier than before.

You should respect her wishes.

If you love her, you shouldn’t let her get hurt or feel wronged.”

Violet’s gaze towards Aerith became even colder.

If the elf hadn’t suddenly appeared, Long Ling wouldn’t have thought about leaving her side.

She would coax her little dragon herself.

Their relationship wasn’t something an elf should interfere with.

Violet crossed her arms and said in a low voice: “This is a matter between her and me.

If Miss Elf came here specifically to say this, I will consider it deliberate provocation.”

The guards beside her all pointed their swords at Aerith.

Aerith tightened the reins, turning her horse around, her golden hair swaying slightly as she said to Violet.

“After dark, there will be even more magical beasts in the Misty Forest.

If you don’t care about your own life and the lives of your subordinates, you can continue to stay in this forest.”

Violet glanced at the dragon guards beside her.

Since entering the forest, due to their unfamiliarity with the terrain of the Misty Forest, they had encountered a large number of troublesome magical beasts.

These dragon guards were all elite members raised by the Fuges family.

Although no dragons had died yet, most of them had suffered minor injuries.

Violet glanced at the dragon guards beside her, who looked very tired.

Violet nodded slightly, following behind Aerith, and left the Misty Forest together.

Before leaving, Violet flicked the ruby on her finger and looked at Aerith: “As long as you leave Long Ling, I can give you anything.”

Aerith shook her head slightly: “Long Ling is a good dragon.

I just don’t want to see her sad because of you anymore.

Your Grace should stay away from Long Ling in the future.”

Violet was displeased and her eyes became colder: “Miss Elf has never been in a relationship with a dragon, so how would you know if Long Ling doesn’t love me?

If she really doesn’t have me in her heart, why would she be sad because of me?

What right do you have to tell me to leave Long Ling?”

She still didn’t believe that Long Ling would fall in love with someone else in less than two months.

The words Long Ling said about not seeing her again must be false.

Aerith turned around: “Although I haven’t been in a relationship with a dragon, I will definitely do better than Your Grace.”

Her fingernails dug into the palm of her hand, drawing out scarlet blood.

A dragon beside her asked: “Your Grace, should we capture that elf?

With an elf to guide us…”

Violet glanced at the dragon guard leader, who realized his indiscretion and immediately bowed and retreated.

With her power, it wasn’t impossible to capture an elf, but that would lead them further away.

What she wanted was love, not hatred.

If Long Ling wanted to stay in the elven territory and refused to come out, she could wait until her legs were fully recovered and fly over to find her herself.

She couldn’t wait any longer.

She couldn’t endure days without Long Ling anymore.

Violet took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood from her fingertip.

“Have someone keep an eye on Mo Dai’s movements.”

After drinking the Fairy Wine, Long Ling continued to be in a tipsy state, vaguely drunk for several days.

When she woke up from bed, she felt her canines itching and her whole body unbearably thirsty, and realized that her heat period had come again.

Only then did Long Ling remember that she was an Alpha.

She hadn’t had close contact with an Omega for a long time, so she had forgotten about her heat period and hadn’t bought any inhibitors.

Mo Dai and Shelley lived next door, but she didn’t want to bother them, so she curled up at the door for a while.

The concentration of strawberry-scented pheromones in the house quickly soared to a very strong level.

She struggled to open a small crack in the window, panting like a fish out of water, trying to endure the torment of her body.

Mo Dai smelled the strong Alpha pheromones, but was not affected, and knew that Long Ling’s heat period had started, so she quickly went to check on Long Ling’s condition with Shelley.

Shelley’s hand stroked Long Ling’s cheek, and found that Long Ling’s face was burning red and her body temperature was unusually high.

The silver-white dragon tail rubbed randomly against the corner of the wall, and the crystal-clear dragon horns turned pink.

The dragon scales on her body were also faintly visible.

They quickly found the High Priest and injected the prepared inhibitor into Long Ling’s body.

Only then did Long Ling feel relieved, and sweat poured down her body like rain.

The area under her hot dragon tail was wet.

In the past, Violet had also given her inhibitors, which felt like being forcibly suppressed.

Her bones were cold, and her body felt empty and sad.

Only by inhaling Omega pheromones could this unsatisfied feeling be dispelled.

But the High Priest’s inhibitor didn’t hurt so much.

It felt like the silent nourishment of forest rain.

Maybe it was because she used to be too intense with Violet, and now she wasn’t used to it.

Long Ling hugged her dragon tail, her breathing still rapid, her eyes full of watery mist, looking very helpless.

Shelley looked at her pitiful appearance and asked the High Priest for more inhibitors to leave beside her, telling Long Ling that she could inject one to relieve the discomfort.

The child had grown up and needed her own space, so they couldn’t stay with her all the time.

Mo Dai took her wife’s hand and left Long Ling’s room, sighing: “I almost forgot that the child is already an adult.

Logically speaking, one injection of this inhibitor should be enough.

Could it be that she and Violet have already completely marked each other?”

Not even letting go of a newly adult little dragon, Shelley, as an elf, was silent for a second: “The High Priest told me that if it’s a complete mark, the inhibitor won’t work.

Now it seems like it’s a deep mark, and Long Ling can only endure it herself.”

Mo Dai pinched her brow.

Fortunately, Long Ling and Duchess Violet separated early.

If it were any later, both dragons might have had dragon eggs.

Thank goodness, her child didn’t have such a strong wife like Violet.

“After Long Ling’s heat period is over, I’ll take her out and have people introduce her to suitable Omegas.”

Long Ling suffered through her heat period for several days.

When Aerith came to find her, Mo Dai received her.

Aerith heard that Long Ling had drunk the Fairy Wine and then her heat period came, and felt very guilty, so she sent Long Ling some restorative magic potions and food.

Long Ling was wrapped in a quilt in the room, her dragon tail drooping off the bed and curled into a semicircle on the floor.

Her cheeks were also flushed with an unusual red.

She originally wanted to avoid Aerith, but then she thought that Aerith couldn’t smell her pheromones.

Long Ling only opened a crack in the window and spoke to Aerith: “It has nothing to do with drinking the Fairy Wine.

I’ve experienced heat periods before.

It probably just happened to be time.

I’m fine, I’ll be fine soon.”

Aerith could only see Long Ling’s ice-blue eyes, which were watery as if she were sick, and couldn’t help but say softly: “Give me your hand.”

A jade-like hand stretched out from the window, with slender and beautiful fingers.

Aerith gently took her hand and held it in her palm.

Long Ling felt the residual heat on her body slowly dissipate, while Aerith’s hand holding hers clearly became hotter.

A faint blush appeared on Aerith’s cheeks, and her other hand clearly clenched the window frame.

Aerith smiled and said to her: “This is my heart.”

Long Ling didn’t expect her to do this, and was stunned for a moment: “Aerith, are you okay now?”

Aerith shook her head: “I’m fine.”

Long Ling was even more worried, and quickly closed the window, changed her clothes, and dragged her dragon tail to find Mo Dai.

Fortunately, Shelley also said she was fine.

This was a secret technique that only the Elf King knew, and she didn’t expect it to be passed on to Aerith so early.

The elf’s body was different from the dragon’s, and there were only some feverish symptoms.

The afterglow of the Mother Tree Festival lasted for half a month before the elven territory returned to its usual tranquility.

According to her original plan, Long Ling went to the Livo Continent and reopened a tavern next to Mo Dai’s shop.

Mo Dai helped her find a manager and hired local workers.

Long Ling was still a bit reluctant to part with the original tavern, so she still called it Misty Tavern.

The decoration style was the same as before, but considering that there were more dwarves around, she also added some local features, making it look more like a local shop.

She wholesale a lot of craft beer from the half-beastmen cities, as well as some wine, gin, rum, cocktails, etc.

Because she purchased directly, the cost was very low.

The dwarves here loved to drink, and she sold out a ship’s hold of wine in less than a week.

The tavern’s business was good, and Long Ling didn’t need to worry too much.

She only needed to research recipes in the kitchen when she had nothing to do.

Every day when it was almost closing time, Long Ling would put on an elven cloak and sit in the corner of the bar to drink two bottles of beer.

Mo Dai wanted her to take over some other businesses, but Long Ling felt that there was no rush and she could do it slowly.

Rather than taking over her mother’s successful businesses, she preferred to start with things she liked.

Today, it had just rained heavily outside, and there were only a few scattered customers in the tavern.

Long Ling let the employees go home early.

Mo Dai sent her a message during the day, saying that she had introduced her to an Omega and wanted her to meet them later, but Long Ling wasn’t interested and rejected her mother’s introduction.

She was drinking alone in the tavern, flipping through the storybooks of the Livo Continent, and the sound of rain outside gradually lessened.

It was almost dark, and Long Ling estimated that it was about time to close up and rest.

Suddenly, she heard the wind chimes at the door ring, and someone entered the tavern.

Without raising her head, she said directly: “What kind of wine do you want?

You can order directly.”

The person’s footsteps slowly approached, and Long Ling smelled a scent of rose pheromones.

“I want a glass of strawberry fruit wine.”

Long Ling raised her eyes in surprise.

Violet was standing in front of her, wearing a black coat.

Her legs were straight and slender, her figure was tall and straight, and her aura was stronger than before.

Her legs looked completely healed.

She had worked so hard to massage Violet’s legs for so long, and now seeing Violet standing in front of her like this, still taller than her, she couldn’t help but feel mixed emotions.

Seeing Long Ling staring at her legs, Violet moved closer to her, a smile appearing in her dark golden eyes: “Are my legs very good-looking?”

Legs are legs, and people are people.

The two shouldn’t be linked together.

No matter what, she would not easily forgive Violet.

Violet wasn’t in the Gries Harbour, what was she doing in the Livo Continent?

Was she here on a business trip like Lorraine?

Long Ling said indifferently: “My tavern doesn’t welcome Duchess Violet.

Please leave.”

Violet knew that Long Ling was still angry, her eyes glistening: “My name is Trovelle now.

Can I have a chat with the tavern owner?”

Long Ling was stunned for a second, speechless: “Trovelle isn’t allowed either.”

Violet went around the counter and walked to her side, leaning closer and saying: “You told me to go back and take my medicine properly, and I listened to you.

My legs and dragon tail have now recovered.

Can you come back to my side?”