Reincarnated as a goblin, but her mother is a white-haired elf?

"Before, I was content as long as I was with Yan'er."

As she spoke, Victoria lowered her head, her gaze falling on Ye Yan, her eyes filled with deep affection.

"And now?" Ye Yan asked seriously.

"Now!"

Victoria chuckled, gently kissed the top of Ye Yan's head, and continued:

"secret"

"Yan'er, is this also a secret?"

Seemingly aware of Ye Yan's thoughts, Victoria smiled gently and tapped Ye Yan's forehead with her finger.

"Copying homework is not allowed!"

"Yan'er, you need to think this through carefully."

"No one has the right to tell you this kind of thing."

Even your mother?

"Um"

Victoria nodded.

"I've always been obedient."

"Mom knows"

"If Mom wants it, I can kill even a god."

"Mom believes."

"So, if Mom wants to build a home here, Yan'er can definitely be a great help!"

Ye Yan looked at Victoria very seriously, his eyes full of longing.

Like a child who has never received recognition, they yearn for the recognition of someone important to them.

In the end, they're just kids.

Therefore, guidance and self-reflection are necessary.

"Mom knows you have this ability."

"But!"

Victoria looked down and met Ye Yan's gaze.

"Our home needs not only strength, but also warmth."

"Power can destroy everything, but it cannot determine everything."

"Really?"

Ye Yan got up from Victoria's jade legs, his eyes filled with confusion.

"So what should I do?"

"Do what you're supposed to do, Mom believes you can do it."

Victoria gave Ye Yan the highest recognition.

Ye Yan saw something different in that.

Unlike those who ordered him to kill.

That is why he trusted his mother so much.

"Yes, Yan'er can definitely do it."

Ye Yan nodded in agreement.

"Yan'er, you can go and ask other people about their dreams and future plans."

As Ye Yan left, Victoria added.

"As for mastering the architecture, Mr. Eros has that knowledge."

"Um"

Ye Yan turned around and looked at the blue sky outside the window, her eyes sparkling.

"Good morning, Your Majesty."

The sweet voice of a village woman brought Ye Yan back to his senses.

"Good morning."

Ye Yan nodded slightly, ignoring the awe-inspiring gazes cast upon him by the village women.

Just as he was about to take a stroll.

"You are... that Young Master Ye Yan?"

Hearing the voice, Ye Yan turned his head and saw a slightly older woman wearing a white gauze dress with a voluptuous figure walking over.

Standing beside her were several other people.

Each of them was half a head or a little taller than her, dressed as a maid, yet they didn't look out of place.

The leader's name is Sally.

He had heard his mother say that he was a merchant who bought monster pelts and bones.

The rest of the people were caravan guards.

"Um"

Ye Yan nodded slightly in response.

But why did these women just stay silent?

The moment Ye Yan turned around, Sally and the woman behind him froze.

He admired Ye Yan's outstanding appearance in his heart.

Just as rumored, she is cold as ice and aloof.

Moreover, his eyes are so beautiful.

This resonates with every woman who meets Ye Yan's gaze.

Ye Yan's eyes were clear and without impurities.

It is like the cleanest and purest thing in the world.

This is a sixth sense unique to women.

They wanted to get closer, but were hindered by their status and the piercing gazes from the surrounding villages.

Almost every woman in the village cast a warning glance at them the moment they spoke to Ye Yan.

Although these warnings did not harm them.

However, it still made them stop in their tracks.

"We have to take our leave now."

Sally, who was in the lead, bowed slightly with her maids and then hurriedly left.

And these maids, in the moment before leaving, even glanced at Ye Yan, intentionally or unintentionally.

This baffled him.

Ignoring it further, I followed the only path in the village toward the distant mountain peaks.

Just as we reached the mountainside, we encountered a girl crouching among the flowers.

She was smiling happily.

"Did you grow them?"

"yes!"

Upon hearing the voice, Saras turned around and froze instantly when she saw Ye Yan.

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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Saras was somewhat frightened and dared not look at Ye Yan.

Ye Yan ignored it, and suddenly remembered that his mother also liked flowers.

The flower in front of me looks a lot like my mother; its white petals are surrounded by fiery red buds.

Looking at the flowers in front of him, Ye Yan smiled faintly.

Saras secretly glanced at Ye Yan's expression, and when she saw Ye Yan's smile, she was stunned.

"What a nice view"

This was Saras's first reaction.

How could her monarch be so perfect?

"What kind of flower is this?"

Ye Yan said softly.

"This is a rose, the most common flower in the village!"

Upon hearing Ye Yan's question, Saras quickly answered.

"Roses...?"

Ye Yan murmured.

"Is this what you want to do?"

Ye Yan suddenly turned around and met Saras's gaze.

"ah"

At that moment, Saras felt as if she were being sucked in, unable to break free.

"Yes"

Saras nodded with all her might.

"So, what are your dreams?"

"dream?"

Upon hearing this word, Saras snapped out of her daze from Ye Yan's dazzling eyes and gave a wry smile.

"These are unfamiliar words."

"Can a woman like me really have dreams?"

Saras gently stroked the rose.

"To have survived like this is a blessing."

"Being chosen by His Majesty the Monarch, being able to serve by Lady Victoria's side, and being here is an unprecedented stroke of luck for Saras."

"Saras dare not ask for anything else."

Upon hearing Salas's words, Ye Yan didn't say anything, but simply nodded and left without looking back.

As Salas watched Ye Yan leave, she felt a little disappointed.

But she knew that this was already a blessing, and she wouldn't ask for anything more.

Thinking of this, Saras slowly picked up the gun, glanced at the flower bushes one last time, and walked towards the village entrance.

. . .

luxury?

Ye Yan still didn't understand.

"Oh, you've arrived?"

He slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him who was even smaller than himself.

"What brings you to this old man?"

Eros stroked his non-existent beard and chuckled.

"You know that."

How would I know if you didn't tell me?

How to fully master the architecture

Ye Yan looked serious and continued:

"I want to become stronger."

"You're already strong enough."

"not enough"

"Why"

Looking at Ye Yan's determined eyes, Eros couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"In fact, you're already very strong, and you still have a long way to go—"

That's enough.

He didn't continue speaking.

Suddenly changing the subject, Eros glanced towards the bushes and said:

"You two little girls over there in the bushes, come out too! You've been hiding for so long, aren't you tired?"

As soon as Eros finished speaking, Linglong and Muqiu were pulled out of the bushes by an invisible force.

They laughed awkwardly, then looked at Ye Yan and Eros.

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle. (End of Chapter)