There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 434. The thirty-fifth dragon scale (nineteen)

This is the anti-theft badge

But the more she ate, the more hungry she became. The burning hunger made her unable to control herself, causing her to churned in turbulent waves in the barren sea, suffering endlessly.

She gave up the slaughter and plunder of human souls during such torture, and returned to the Dragon Palace of Returning Ruins quietly. In order to avoid starvation, the dragon girl chose to sleep again.

Then she went to a world in a dream, grew up like an ordinary person, and received the unreserved love of a human being.

When the dragon girl woke up from the dream, she realized that the human soul can only satisfy her hunger for a short time. If she really wants to experience "satisfaction", then only "love" is her food. When she understands this truth, there will be lonely souls coming from above the barren sea. If she swallows them and goes to the world where they are, she can digest the souls and keep them for herself. If she can find pure and full love in the world, then she can stay awake for a long time after returning to the barren sea without having to fall asleep again.

The human souls who came to the barren sea are all related to water, and the dragon girl even left a drowned soul as her servant to guard the Guixu Dragon Palace for her when she left the barren sea.

Up to now, she can't remember how many people's love she has eaten.

But this world... um... Dragon Girl is also very distressed. Marquis of Yong'an's love exudes a fishy smell, and it can be expected that it is not very delicious, but if she doesn't eat it, she might even forget who she is in the next world!

Forget it, she's never been a person who prefers to be short and not too much. When it comes to food, the Dragon Girl has always refused to come.

Dragon Girl is the only dragon who lives in nothingness and enjoys eternal existence. She has no relatives and no companions, so she learned the word "Linglong" in the world and used it as her name. She quickly learned the laws of life on earth and worked hard for her rations.

With no one to teach or guide, Linglong lived a lonely and happy life. She doesn't stick to the way of heaven and does whatever she wants, except that she doesn't put any life in her eyes. Fortunately, there is hunger as a prohibition, which allows her to do things a little bit. She no longer devours her soul as she did when she first left the barren sea, and she is unscrupulous.

Now she occasionally secretly eats a few extra souls, and the sky and the earth will turn a blind eye.

Beautiful appearance comes from godsend or heredity, but beauty needs to be pampered. The kind of woman who lives in a rough environment and still maintains soft skin and charming modalities, even Linglong has never seen a few. Her beauty comes from herself, because she is the most beautiful dragon. She can maintain her youth and beauty forever without maintenance or maintenance. How can humans compare with her?

Therefore, when Chu Zhi, who had been left out for more than a month, when she saw her again, Linglong almost couldn't recognize her.

Breakable skin and a carefree attitude are what you get in a life of luxury. Chu Zhi was just a servant who was hated by his wife. Everyone in the Hou Mansion got the meaning of his wife and knew that she was not liked by his wife. Who would look at her in the right eye. It was a trivial matter to exclude and bully her on weekdays. Stealing is the big deal. Without the rouge gouache that Mrs. gave her, the loss of Peiyu Mingluan, plus the fact that she was not allowed to see Lord Hou for dozens of days, she was thinking wildly, and her whole person became haggard and old, and she had the same coquettish attitude as more than a month ago. The prosperous maid is like two different people.

The original owner really took this maid who grew up together as a sister, but always remember to prepare a copy for Chu Zhi for all the fancy clothes and beautiful clothes of the original owner, even the original owner's parents have green eyes on Chu Zhi. Youjia asked Chu Zhi to dowry, but who knew that she lost her daughter's life and soul. I don't know how the couple would react if they knew the truth.

"Ma'am! Madam's servants know it's wrong, please let the servants come back to serve! Madam!" As soon as Chu Zhi came in, she slumped on the ground with a very low posture. She had no other choice now. She was so tight that she wanted to sneak out in the middle of the night to find Hou Ye? There is no way, even her three meals a day are disturbed, either accidentally bumping into her and spilling it, or grabbing the soil and leaves inside, these days are not very comfortable at the beginning of the day.

She is really desperate. Although she will be tortured if she stays with her, at least she still has a chance to see Lord Hou. Who else can save her at this moment except Lord Hou? Right now, I just hope that the lady can still remember a little bit of her past affection, and see that she is soft-hearted and spared her this time in her humble attitude.

"You're wrong." Linglong opened her almond eyes slightly in surprise. "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Chu Zhi lowered her head and didn't dare to lift her head up: "The slave maid's fault is that she shouldn't steal Madam's jade pendant with dirty hands and feet, and she shouldn't serve her well, so she almost burned her with hot tea, and she shouldn't argue that she is innocent— —”

"Very good." Linglong put down the pastry in her hand moved, got up in person, bent down and helped Chu Zhi up, her beautiful eyes were full of tenderness and relief. "You and I grew up together, and I regard you as a sister in my heart. If you don't repent, how can I let you leave my side? It's all right now. If you admit your mistake to me, I won't be angry. Be sisters as usual, share everything, do you think it's good?"

Chu Zhi fell into the beautiful future described by Linglong, and was about to nod her head in agreement, but suddenly found that his wife was no longer smiling. She suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and quickly knelt down again, "The slave does not dare! The slave does not dare! The slave comes from a humble background, but she is only a slave, how can she be a sister with the madam! I also ask for the grace of the madam, let the slave be by my side, and do something. Work, the slave and maid will be satisfied."

Linglong laughed again: "You, you, really, but since you asked me like this, it would be too impersonal if I didn't agree."

She stretched out her hands and said to Chushuang, "How about the impatiens juice you prepared?"

"Madam Hui, all right, the servant will go get it."

Chu Zhi stood up and stood on the side, showing humility, and stooping slightly. Her eyes couldn't help being attracted by the pair of lush-like soft weeds that Linglong stretched out. What kind of hands were those, white and slender, as delicate as the tender bamboo shoots that had just been peeled off, without a single flaw, and with the usual pampering, She didn't even have a thin callus on her hand. The manicure is round and neat, unlike Chu Zhi, because she always has to do work, and when the nails are long, they will be full of ashes.

She used to have slender fingers and dyed Kodan, but now her hands are old and wrinkled, with thick calluses, and even a little deformed because of the heavy work.

Chu Shuang brought impatiens juice and carefully painted Linglong's nails. Just after painting one hand, Chu Xue came in and reported that Hou Ye was back.

Linglong noticed Chu Zhi's undisguised joy, and secretly laughed in her heart, she thought this was her chance? No, it's her hell.

The Marquis of Yong'an has recently been fascinated by the fascinated wife who has transformed himself. After the daily errands are over, he is in a hurry to go home without drinking with his colleagues. Everyone laughs at him, but he doesn't care. How do those single dogs know the feeling of being in the arms of a tender and charming wife? It's too stupid to use the drainage water in this cold weather as a mourning.

Isn't it better than blowing cold wind outside?

As soon as he entered the door, his tall body seemed to bring a cold wind. Linglong didn't lift her head, she didn't do anything virtuous in front of Yongan Hou, the original owner was virtuous enough, but unfortunately Yongan Hou didn't like it, he was taken away by Chu Zhi, not because of Chu Zhi's thin horse temperament .

But a thin horse is a thin horse, and it can't be put on the table. How can it compare with the beauty of the country and the city.

Here in Linglong, men and women are no different, but the Marquis of Yongan became her food alternative, so she was allowed to live on for a while longer. She likes his handsome appearance and strong body, so she will maintain it until she eats him. As for Chuzhi, she didn't eat it. She was like a cat that caught a mouse. Before the mouse died, she teased and played and tortured it to death.

Seeing that Yongan Hou waved Chushuang away, sat down in front of Linglong himself, and took over the small brush in Chushuang's hand dipped in impatiens juice, Linglong sneered: "Marquis is so interesting, why, these women's family Do you like it too?"

"The pleasure of the boudoir is sweet." The Hou Yongan didn't take her sarcasm at all, but felt that such a wife had a different kind of cuteness. He has held a sword in both hands, went to the battlefield, and killed the enemy, but this is the first time he has done such a delicate thing. Linglong narrowed her eyes, "You're ugly, go away and let Chushuang come."

Chu Shuang was about to come over, but was glared back by Marquis Yongan. The ferocity of this pair of maids turned into a pettiness in front of Linglong, "Don't be angry, let the husband paint it again."

These delicate little hands are like soft tofu in the palm of his hand. He often squeezes these little hands between the beds, licks, kisses, and bites. Now that he can play well, he can't let go.

"Okay." Linglong is also very talkative. "I'll paint it for Lord Hou later."

Marquis of Yongan: "..."

Linglong's life is finally a little more comfortable, not only from her daily life, but also from her eyes.

After the waste prince had food and clothing, he gradually regained his human appearance. Linglong held his chin and looked at him, and his heart was happy: when she grew up like this, she liked it even if her character was a little worse, not to mention that the waste prince suddenly had a conscience for some reason. I found that he was very gentle and considerate towards her. Although he didn't like to talk like a stuffy gourd, his blushing and handsome face was also very cute when she was teased and teased.

Good-looking, what can't be forgiven?

As the winter gradually passed, the alley of Xici also gradually changed. The yard that was once overgrown with weeds and barren has been cleaned up. Although there are no precious flowers and plants to be planted, a large vegetable garden has been opened up. The dilapidated house has also been repaired. When spring comes, it is full of vitality. When autumn comes, it is already fruitful.

Not to mention the room. Although the tables, chairs, benches, and bedboards are still old, the tableware and mattresses used are all clean and tidy. Although the quilt covers have been washed and turned white, the quilt inside But it's the best - if Linglong lacks anything, she will go to the palace and follow the wave. As for her precious nightgown, she has already worn it out, and it has been changed into a rag by the waste prince.

He doesn't have the air of a prince anymore. He even brought water, water, vegetables, laundry, cooking, and cooking to take care of Linglong, and he obeyed her every word and acted like an ordinary folk man.

Only Linglong is willing to stay by his side when he is full of filth, so in order to keep this person, he must plan something.

The days in Xici Alley are peaceful and peaceful, with sunrise and sunset. If it is an ordinary family, there is nothing wrong with living like this. But every time the Crown Prince saw Linglong, he felt that she should have a better life. Her beauty should not be unknown in such a place, she should be accompanied by brocade clothes, satin and jade plates, and live in a golden house to be worshipped by the world. As Linglong said, in this world, only the emperor who can sit on the throne of the real dragon is qualified to attract her attention.

The wrecked prince looks really good.

"Revision! Revision!"

The waste prince heard Linglong calling him in the room, and hurriedly wiped her wet hands on the simple apron and walked into the room. She had just woken up, her eyes were hazy, and she was looking at him tenderly: "My bellyband I can't find it!"

Hearing that she was looking for a apron, the waste prince did not change his face, "I made a new one for you, and I will wash the old one." He turned around and opened the red-painted wardrobe, and took out a piece from it. Pink and white embroidered apron. After several months of training, Prince Xiuwen, who was praised by ministers for his talent and intelligence, even learned how to embroider and cut clothes. A few days ago, Linglong did not know where to get the delicate materials. Her skin was delicate, so he made the fabrics into close-fitting clothes and embroidered a few butterflies that were about to fly.

Linglong tilted her head to watch him take out a new apron from the cabinet and took it: "But I only wore that one for a day, and it's not dirty."

"Well..." The waste prince said vaguely, "You change your clothes first, I'm going out."

Linglong looked at his back as if there were some ghosts chasing him, and burst out laughing: "Stupid goose." They slept in the same bed day and night. She was defenseless, but he was cautious. Zun Lishu didn't dare to touch her, probably because he felt that he was burying her now because of his crime. Usually, Linglong rolled into the arms of the waste prince. But recently, the dumb goose seems to be enlightened. Although he still hasn't done anything to Linglong, he dares to kiss her boldly. Although the most intimate is nothing more than that, how could Linglong not know that he used her underwear to do it? what happened.

After the waste prince went out, he saw the half-dried Peony apron that had been washed and hung on the rope. Jun blushed and calmed down immediately. She didn't know anything, and he would never tell her what he did...

Linglong's breakfast is very simple, a bowl of boiled rice porridge, two dishes of pickles made by the waste prince himself, and a small bowl of egg custard. The waste prince got up early, and she got up late. He has always eaten it and made one that she likes. But recently, he started tossing himself again. He was too thin and inhuman, but he was ugly. Linglong didn't ask him what he was doing.

Though rough tea, light rice, porridge and side dishes have a different taste, they are not as good as the shark fin bear paw, which is delicious from the mountains and seas. Especially Linglong is already suffering from hunger.

Dragon Girl spends most of her day sleeping except for eating. When she was in the Dragon Palace of the Ruins, if there was no soul floating, she could even sleep for a long time to prevent the digestion from being too fast. Although the world is full of fireworks, Linglong has lived for so long, and no matter how fun things are, they are not as attractive as delicious love.

She was sitting on a bench in the corridor outside the house. It was made for her by the crown prince. He had read poetry and books, and had done a lot of research, so he was groping for woodworking at the time, and he almost sawed off his fingers. , Although the long wooden chair finally made is rough, it can be put on a soft cotton cushion, which is also comfortable. Linglong sat on it and watched the waste prince scooping water and planting vegetables, and then lifted the stone on the pickle tank to check the condition of the pickles inside, his eyes were blank.

As soon as the waste prince looked back, he saw Linglong's absent-minded appearance, and his heart suddenly panicked. He didn't even realize that, after more than half a year of getting along, his heart was completely on Linglong. When she is happy, he is happy with him, and he is more motivated to do things. When she frowns, he is flustered and tries to make her happy. But no matter how long it has passed, the waste prince is still worried that one day she feels impatient to leave, and how can she keep her.

A place like Xici Alley is too simple and austere. She lives here, and she is really wronged.

"Linglong." He washed his hands, wiped them clean, and came to her side. Instead of sitting down, he knelt down on one knee in front of her, and carefully held her green jade hands on his knees with both hands. This pair of soft, white, tender and slender, without a little bit of cocoon, that is what he tried his best to pamper, but it is still not enough. She lives here, she has no beautiful clothes, no gorgeous jewelry, and no rouge gouache to make up her face.

She could have lived a more beautiful and moving life.

"Don't be angry, I'll take you out of here." He kissed her little hand and said seriously.

Linglong looked at him lazily. What she wanted was the love of the abolished prince, and she would not do anything for him, much less take the throne for him. Of course, he had to do his own business. "When, when and when?"

"Soon." Seeing that her expression changed slightly, the waste prince smiled immediately. He always knew that she liked his appearance, and he was not shy to use this handsome face to please her. "Just hold on for the last time, and I'll make you live a better life than everyone else."

At this moment, whether the throne or revenge is not important anymore. The waste prince just wanted to keep the girl in front of him and use everything he had.

Linglong looked at him for a few seconds, and her originally expressionless face suddenly showed a bright smile: "Of course I believe in you, I really want to go out." She hugged the abandoned prince. "Why do we have to be bullied like this? It's not like that, right? I'm still waiting for you to take me out and make me beautiful, so that I can bully my sister back too!"

Only then did the waste prince feel relieved. No matter what he did, he couldn't figure out how to please him, so that she would be more affectionate towards him.

On the third day after that, people came to the palace.

This is the person who came back to the palace in the Xici Alley, and the emperor's personal eunuch, Eunuch Jiang!

This Eunuch Jiang grew up watching the abolished prince. When the queen was still there, he received the queen's favor, so when the queen was gone, he always took good care of the prince Xiuwen. Later, Prince Xiuwen was abolished, so he tried every means to find someone to take care of Prince Xiuwen in Xici Alley, but unfortunately, even Eunuch Jiang could not come and go freely in this place. This time, when he received a secret letter from Prince Xiuwen to him, he naturally obeyed his orders. The emperor was really soft and asked him to come to Xici Alley and call the prince into the palace.

"Your Highness—"

"Eunuch Jiang." The waste prince first supported Eunuch Jiang, "I am no longer in the East Palace, so I can't bear the words of His Highness."

"What Your Highness said, in the hearts of the servants, you will always be His Highness the Prince." Eunuch Jiang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Everything has been done according to His Highness's orders, and the Emperor still misses you, otherwise I won't ask the servants to come to invite you into the palace late at night—"

"I'm not going."

"Meet the Emperor at that time, Your Highness, you will be soft--what?"

"I will not enter the palace."

Eunuch Jiang was stunned: "His Royal Highness is confused! This is an opportunity to reconcile with the emperor, how can you—"

"Does your father-in-law not believe me?" The waste prince smiled lightly, but there was no excitement in his eyes that was remembered by the emperor. His blind eye was as dark as the night, and there was nothing colder than this eye. "When you go back, tell the emperor truthfully, saying that the sinner wants to cultivate here, but his life is left, and there is no blessing to be the son of the emperor again."

Eunuch Jiang's eyes widened: "His Royal Highness—"

"Do as I say, if you still recognize me as the master."

Eunuch Jiang hesitated, but eventually withdrew.

After he returned to the palace, the emperor was waiting in the palace. Seeing that Eunuch Jiang came back but there was no one else behind him, his face changed suddenly. Then he heard Eunuch Jiang say that the abolished prince did not want to come back at all, and even did not want to admit the relationship between them. The father and son were affectionate, and the emperor was furious. He threw the tea set on the table with his sleeve, and his annoyed chest couldn't stop heaving: "Reverse him! Reverse him! How dare he say that! How dare he—"