Chapter 781: Emily's dinner

After looking at the warm and old photos for a while, I asked casually: "This is...?"
Emily put down her work and said, "It's my father and mother, that baby, it's me."
"Oh...you don't live with your parents" I said, looking at the photo.
"No" Emily's voice was a bit heavy: "They are all gone."
"Eh? It's a trip...Uh, sorry, I mentioned your sad thing." I hurriedly got up, sorted out my clothes, and said in embarrassment.
"It's okay." She didn't blame me, or even showed any dissatisfaction, just like the passing of her parents, to her, it was as common as eating and sleeping.
But I can understand from her heavy and slightly trembling voice, she is still sad about this matter.
So I decided to shut up first, help her tidy up the fruits and vegetables, and ignore this embarrassing atmosphere.
However, I found a fact that made me feel more embarrassed-the more silent the atmosphere, the more embarrassing it would appear!
Simply, I decided to start from the point that caused the embarrassment and try to unravel the embarrassing atmosphere.
"Uh, although I'm sorry to say that, I still can't help it..." I was thinking about how to use tactful words to figure out the cause of her parents' death, and imitating her. After her parents died, what kind of comfort should be used to make her feel more relieved.
"Just ask what you want," Emily said while picking vegetables.
"Oh, ahem, that's it. May I know your parents... how did they leave you?"
When I said these few words, my head, temples, and back were all sweaty and nervous.
The reason for the nervousness is also very simple: Will she hate me for my rudeness, or just throw me out of the room.
At what I guessed, Emily said: "They were killed by someone."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"
Suddenly, I thought of Emily's age and the big things that happened in Moonlight City during this period...
"Your parents, shouldn't it be because of the coup..."
"Yes" Emily said: "My parents died because of the coup d'etat by the eldest prince."
"Did...Akaharvey killed that guy?" I startled.
She raised her head and looked at me with doubts in her eyes: "Do you know the real name of the prince?"
"Yeah" I nodded: "I heard by chance that this guy seems to be an extremist who wants to kill the goblin tribe."
Emily did not speak, her hands were shaking slightly, she was very excited.
"Your parents...are from the goblin clan?" I asked tentatively.
Emily still did not reply to me, she was just pulling the vegetables hard, even crushing the leaves, but the expression on her face remained indifferent.
Upon seeing this, I lowered my head consciously of the current affairs and helped her to continue picking vegetables. By the way, I secretly put some of the vegetables that were crushed by her but still edible into my mouth.
Waste is shameful!
This is a principle I have always adhered to.
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When I secretly chewed on the vegetable leaves and thought about what topic should be brought up to continue chatting with her, Emily spoke abruptly, which shocked me.
"They, like the Elf Queen, are all of the Fairy School" Emily said lightly.
When she said this, she breathed a sigh of relief, her expression relaxed, as if she had unloaded a million tons of boulders.
"Oh, so it's like this." I swallowed the leaves and said casually: "Then what about you? Are you from the fairies?"
Emily pondered for a long time and said, "Yes, I am."
Listening to her solemn tone, I was shocked: "By the way, is it a secret that you are a fairy pie?"
She raised her head, stared at me, and nodded slowly.
"Uh...I asked this accidentally." My eyes twitched and said, "Will you... kill me?"
"What do you mean?" Her voice was very weak, but she was completely cold.
Damn it! Finish the bird!
I slapped myself hundreds of times in my heart: Mad, telling you to talk more, tell you to gossip, now it's alright, there is a master who is enough to kill you to kill you, who else can save him? you!
I looked at Emily tremblingly. Although I didn't feel her murderous aura at all, would she think that an opponent of my level would be able to kill it in minutes and would not be able to use murderous intimidation?
"Well, that... can I not be silenced?" I said with a horrified expression.
She said lightly: "No."
"Ah..." I was sad: "Then, try to be a little bit agile when starting for a while, I am most afraid of pain, oh, yes, don't forget to tell me some fiances, their fiance is a hero, It was a heroic sacrifice, not killed when picking vegetables in the kitchen..."
I talked endlessly. Actually, I can’t blame me. I’m dead, so I don’t want to talk about it, just say everything I want to say, so I can get on the road.
Just as I was making the final psychological preparations with a tragic look, Emily suddenly said indifferently: "I just lied to you."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?
"I was lying to you just now" Emily said lightly.
"Uh... I said, you were lying to me when you want to kill me!" The gap from to heaven almost broke me: "Please, when you just wanted to kill me Don’t be too real with that look, it scares the baby to death!"
"Deserve it" she said lightly: "Who told you to inquire about my privacy?"
"Eh? Can you blame me then?" I collapsed and said, "Although it is true that I asked, but you can cooperate with me when you answer me, how do I know this is privacy?"
"Now you know?" She stared at me and said lightly.
"Ah, got it...Huh? Isn't it a question? Isn't it? What I want to say is...
Emily put several of vegetable leaves in his mouth.
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I ate dinner at Emily’s house. As for my house, I have already contacted with the phone crystal.
Emily’s dinner tastes very good, but the taste is bad. It’s no wonder that I cut the dishes. In terms of my knife skills, it’s normal to cut the dishes beautifully; she cooks the dishes. , Not only the heat is wrong, but there is also a problem with the amount of salt and sugar, either too much or not a few.
In short, the leisure is idle, the light is light, but fortunately it can be eaten.
After dinner, the two of us cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together. After finishing everything, I put on my coat and walked to the door to say goodbye to her.
Emily sent it out: "The vegetables you picked are delicious."
"If you like it, I will pick it for you next time" I said hehe.
"it is good."
Uh, forget, she has never been polite to me.
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