There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 133. The Thirteenth Dragon Scale (2)

The thirteenth dragon scale (two)

The night was dark and windy. It was supposed to go to Wenrou Township with his concubine in his arms, but as a result, there was an extra child who was suspected to be not his own. The way he looked at the little mad dog was not quite right, especially when Linglong held it in his arms like a baby and rubbed it. The emperor glanced at the little mad dog and said, "Aifei, leave him to the palace staff to take care of him, and you come to accompany me."

Linglong asked back: "The emperor himself said that he should be recorded in my name, but now I can't wait to see it. Didn't he say that I like everything? Is the emperor telling lies to coax me?"

"Naturally not, just..."

"Just what?" Linglong untied the belt of her skirt and tied the little mad dog, who was exhausted but still struggling in her arms, tightly, showing a smile in the surprised eyes of the emperor, " He's so dishonest, and I'm afraid I'll get hurt."

As soon as the corner of the emperor's mouth twitched, he found that Linglong had thrown the Seventh Prince onto the ground, and the blankets on the ground didn't hurt, but the child's eyes were fiery and fierce, his eyes didn't look like a human, but like a is the beast.

When the seventh prince was taken out of the cold palace, the emperor listened to the report of the personal eunuch, but he didn't care. After all, he didn't think that the seventh prince was his dragon seed, and even hoped that the seventh prince would die soon. Then this "stain" does not exist. Until now, thinking of Liu Jieyu, the emperor still has fire in his heart, and even the few concubines who had a good relationship with Liu Jieyu didn't want to take a look.

Linglong's belt is very long. She **** the hands and feet of the Seventh Prince and threw them on the ground. She stomped on the child and rolled with both feet. , but also did not want to be humiliated, struggled hard, and rolled forward along Linglong's movements - as a result, his head was stuck on the corner of the table, and he fainted. He was already skinny and skinny, but this hit was not light, maybe his life would be over. Linglong probably felt guilty for two seconds, but the emperor asked someone to come in and take the seventh prince out.

Don't mention calling the imperial doctor, it seems that he wants to fend for himself. Fortunately, the playful Lord Longnv still remembered what he was doing here, so he quickly stopped, gave the emperor a look and ordered the palace servant to summon the imperial physician, then carried the Seventh Prince onto his bed and stuck out his tongue: " Overplayed."

She lacks patience with cubs, especially the Seventh Prince can't communicate. He will show his teeth and claws when he talks to him. If he gets too close, he will bite her, and he is dirty, thin and small, the most annoying. The only thing is that he is still ugly, and Linglong doesn't like him at all. Even if she knew that the little mad dog would become a big tiger in the future, she wasn't afraid. Anyway, she couldn't hurt a single hair of her hair.

The emperor naturally wouldn't criticize her, but he didn't want the imperial doctor to come. In his heart, it was better for the seventh prince to die like this than to continue to live. As long as he thinks of the existence of this "son", the emperor will never forget the anger and shame that Liu Jieyu found out when he rolled around with others to do that unscrupulous thing.

Linglong doesn't care what the emperor is thinking, but if she knows about it, she will laugh. The moral and etiquette of human society, they can't abide by themselves, but they like to use these rules to ask others.

It is very interesting to be lenient with oneself and strict with others. The emperor himself has slept with many women. What is the significance of his women who have never slept for him? Of course, he can say that this is the ancestral ritual, which is a characteristic of ancient society - but isn't this ritual also determined by people? Someone has to break it first. Linglong looked at human beings with a cold-eyed attitude. She did not enter their world, nor was she moved by them, but she thought they were all interesting.

When the imperial doctor came, he felt his pulse tremblingly, and said a lot of words in a cloudy and foggy way. Linglong stared at him with her chin propped up, and saw the fifty-year-old doctor sweating all over her body. When she retreated outside the palace gate, she realized that her clothes were soaked with cold sweat when the cold wind blew. He really couldn't figure out what the emperor and the concubine meant. Those two said that they wanted the seventh prince to die in such a confused way, but the empress asked several times when he would wake up. , the emperor's face is not so good-looking, what exactly is this?

This... When prescribing the medicine, should I prescribe a better one to make the Seventh Prince get better sooner, or should I add a little more material to make this "illness" worse? The old doctor really couldn't figure it out. He took a glance at the emperor several times, but the emperor didn't mean it.

The exquisite bed was given to the seventh prince. She has never been unreasonable. The emperor has suffered the biggest and most grievances in her life. It stands to reason that he is the emperor. Whose brand does he want to flip? He sleeps whoever he wants, and sleeps as many times as he wants at a time. It was originally like this, but since Linglong appeared, the situation was completely reversed. She wants him to be able to touch it, she doesn't want it, he can't go to someone else, and he can't force her, but the emperor is willing to be a cheap man.

Linglong takes him as a funny thing in her heart. She is not as good to the emperor as the emperor's favorite concubines in the past. At least he still has some thoughts of pity and cherish jade. Linglong is just playing with him.

So tonight, the emperor refused to leave without staying overnight. He had to sleep with Linglong on the soft couch in the side hall. The two kept making trouble on the soft collapse. Linglong was moody, and often laughed for a second. In the next second, he would get angry, and sometimes he would laugh suddenly when he was angry. In short, the emperor didn't understand her, but he used to please her and flatter her. The relationship between the two was like this. If he were not an emperor, he would not be in this world. The richest and most powerful man, Linglong was afraid that he wouldn't even look at him.

It's like she didn't want to keep him, but he insisted on staying, and she didn't insist on it. Then at first, the emperor kissed her, but Linglong refused. After being kissed, she felt it again, so she made a fool of herself. , she always does. Xu Shi has changed his place today, he is more interesting, and has a high interest in exquisiteness, 33333

There was a lively scene here, and over there, in the main hall, on Linglong's bed, the seventh prince who was diagnosed by the imperial doctor and said he would not wake up until at least tomorrow suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cold, and when he looked closely, his eyes were slightly red, not like a human being, but like a mad beast. In addition, he could see the anger, unwillingness, resentment, and ferocity deep in his heart.

Anyone who has been emperor for decades and suddenly returns to being a mermaid at the age of five in his prime will be unhappy. Childhood was the time he hated and didn't want to mention the most in his heart. Therefore, when he ascended to the throne, everyone who knew about the events of the year cut off their heads, and even buried millions of corpses in order to quell his anger. He's used to living like that, he's used to everyone being afraid of him and shivering when he hears his voice, he's used to being like that!

Yuan Yi suffers from a headache. When the pain starts, it's like a madman's six relatives who don't know who cuts whom. He likes the comfort of blood dripping. Before that, he also suffered from an inexplicable headache. As soon as the knife came, it was difficult to support it, and scenes that had long been forgotten flashed before me, and when I was awake again, I heard someone talking. Yuan Yi has a violent personality and is not approached by his lover. He is very alert, so he pretends to be in a coma first.

It's just the few people who spoke, and one of them's voice is too familiar. Who is the late emperor who died a long time ago!

It was quiet for a while, and Yuan Yi opened his eyes. He heard the bursts of laughter from the side hall, clenched his fists, and used all his self-control to suppress the crazy killing intent. Reach out, chicken claws are generally thin, dry and small, let alone murder, I'm afraid I can't hold a knife!

Yuan Yi's head disease has made his temperament extremely irritable. He doesn't listen to anyone's advice and has no feelings for anyone. There was nothing in blood that could comfort him. But now he actually returned to the age of five!

Not only does he have no supreme power, he has no physical strength to pull a mountain, but he is even controlled by others!

He just felt extremely annoyed, and wished that someone would show up immediately and ask him to slash a few times, so that he could feel a little more comfortable.

How and why? ! He has no regrets about his childhood, and he doesn't want to come back at all! He doesn't want to start his life all over again!

Linglong was being kissed by the emperor. She moved her ears and seemed to hear something, but she quickly forgot about it. Although the emperor is usually served by others, it is not easy to serve the dragon girl. Poor, she didn't bother to think about anything else.

Until the next day, Linglong woke up from the couch. The emperor had already woken up in the morning to go to court. She slowly finished dressing up with the maid's hand and went to see the seventh prince. The appearance of her has become much calmer, but she is still ugly. The ugly Linglong can't bear to look directly at her. Her small nose moved, she sniffed, and she thought to herself, could it be yesterday's bump that broke her head? "Hey, that... little mad dog, are you awake? Are you still biting me today? If you bite me again, I will pull out your teeth one by one, and turn you into an old lady with a puffed mouth."

After teasing this threat, Linglong sat down on the chair. Seeing that the Seventh Prince still didn't speak, he asked the maid beside him. He didn't know what it was called. "What's his name?"

"Hui Niangniang, in the past... it was still a taboo, but slaves couldn't call the prince's name."

"Oh..." Although she wanted to recognize her as a son under her own name, but her name has not been officially registered yet, how could Linglong know what the seventh prince's name was, anyway, she called him a little mad dog, which was very appropriate, wasn't it? "Don't you understand me? If you were thrown in at the age of three, can a three-year-old child speak?"

She was talking to herself, and the maid didn't know if the empress was asking her, but she didn't dare to go back. She accidentally caught a glimpse of the seventh prince on the bed. upright.