When Murphy rushed to the bedroom, he found the Elven Queen resting on a wicker chair.
Seeing that her face was rosy and she didn't look sick at all, Murphy thought that he had indeed been fooled by her.
He was about to turn and leave when the Elven Queen opened her eyes. "Since you're here, why are you leaving without saying goodbye?"
"I heard that you were suddenly sick, so I came to see you." Murphy laughed at himself. "But you look very well. I must be thinking too much."
"I was indeed sick before. I got better just now, so I got up to sit for a while."
Murphy replied indifferently, "Oh."
"You don't believe me?"
"Whatever you say." Murphy didn't want to argue with her.
Little did he know that his perfunctory appearance made the Elven Queen even more dissatisfied. She frowned and said, "If you're unhappy, you can say it. You don't have to show such an expression. It's annoying."
"I've already said everything I can, but you have no intention of fixing your attitude. In that case, I have nothing else to say."
"How do you want me to change? Do you want me to apologize to that female beast?"
Facing her question, Murphy still looked indifferent. "There's no need to apologize. An insincere apology will only make people feel worse. As long as you don't interfere in the matter between me and Huanhuan in the future, I'll be satisfied."
"You're my son, and I'm your mother. No one in this world loves you more than me! No matter what I do, it's all because I want you to live a better life. Why can't you understand me?!"
Murphy asked, "Lance is also your son. Why don't you love him?"
"He's not like you!"
"What's different about us? We're both your biological children. Even if our bloodline isn't pure, it's because of you! But you've never admitted your mistake. Instead, you vent all your anger on Lance. To put it bluntly, you're not worthy of being a mother!"
The Elven Queen suddenly stood up. "Enough!"
After the shout, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Neither side spoke.
They looked at each other with no intention of backing down.
The Elven Queen pointed at him. "As a mother, I've given you everything I can. No matter what others say about you, I'll always be on your side. Even if you have the soul of a night elf living in your body, I won't argue with you. But now, you're saying such things to me! You've disappointed me!"
Murphy's face was expressionless. "You asked me to say what was on my mind just now."
"So that's what you think? Am I such an unbearable mother to you?!"
Murphy shook his head. "I never thought you were bad. I just hope you can understand that everyone makes mistakes. Even if you're the Elven Queen, you still make mistakes. Elven people aren't perfect, and you're not perfect."
"You think I'm wrong? I'm trying my best to protect you. Am I really wrong?!"
At this point, the Elven Queen was clearly angry.
Murphy didn't want to argue with her. He forced the topic to end. "You know very well whether you're wrong or not. I don't need to say more. I came to visit you because I heard you were sick, but now it seems that you're very healthy. I'm relieved. Rest well. I'll leave first."
As soon as he turned, the Elven Queen stopped him. "Stop!"
Murphy had to stop and look at her. "What else can I do for you, Mother?"
Facing his polite attitude, the Elven Queen felt sad, but she was used to being domineering. Even though she felt uncomfortable, she still looked very calm. "Last night, I encountered a monster in the garden."
Murphy's expression changed slightly. "What monster?"
"His true form should be a vine. He's very aggressive. Be careful these days. Don't let him target you."
"I understand." Murphy paused, then added, "You should be careful too."
Seeing that her son was concerned about her, the Elven Queen's expression softened a little. "Alright."
"I'll get going."
The Elven Queen looked at him and suddenly asked, "Are you really going to leave Elven God Mountain and not return?"
"Yes."
Murphy didn't want to see Huanhuan suffer again, nor did he want any more conflicts between her and the Elven Queen. The easiest way to solve these problems was to separate them completely and not have them see each other.
The Elven Queen walked up to him and stared into his eyes that were very similar to her own. "If you go with her, what about me, your mother? Are you going to leave me behind?"
Murphy couldn't say anything else but, "I'm sorry."
"I don't want you to go."
Murphy said nothing.
The Elven Queen couldn't accept that her son, whom she had raised, would abandon her and run away with another woman. However, her son was very determined at this moment. She couldn't make him change his mind, so she could only settle for the next best thing.
"I know the reason you want to leave is because of that female beast. I'm willing to promise you not to cause trouble for her in the future. You can stay on Elven God Mountain with her and live well. You don't have to leave."
Murphy didn't expect his mother, who had always been the most domineering, to take the initiative to back down. He was quite surprised. "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course. I keep my word."
"Thank you for your tolerance and magnanimity. I'll discuss it with Huanhuan later and see what she thinks."
The Elven Queen felt that it was already a great honor for Lin Huanhuan that she gave in and acknowledged her identity. Lin Huanhuan would never refuse.
Therefore, the Elven Queen didn't take what Murphy said to heart. She replied casually, "Alright."
"Then I'll go back first. Rest well. Goodbye." Murphy left the bedroom.
The Elven Queen was the only one left in the palace.
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She stood up and walked to the mercury mirror. She turned slightly and reached out to lift her long golden curly hair, revealing her beautiful and slender neck and the black patterns on it.
After she was pierced by the Soul-Devouring Vine last night, she fainted and didn't wake up until just now.
When she woke up, she realized that there were these black patterns on her neck.
The patterns meandered and twisted like the tendons of a leaf.
The Elven Queen reached out and touched her neck. The wound had healed. There were no scars left. As for the black patterns, they were no different from normal skin. They didn't hurt or itch.
She couldn't figure out what was going on.
But instinct told her that this black pattern was definitely not a good thing.
The Elven Queen lowered her long hair. Since she couldn't figure out what was going on with the Soul-Devouring Vine, she put the matter aside for the time being. She then remembered what Murphy had just said.
As a mother, those words were too much for her.
Even someone as strong as her couldn't help but feel hurt.
The Elven Queen thought about it alone for a long time. She finally decided to talk to Huanhuan herself.