There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 437. The thirty-fifth dragon scale (twenty-two)

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Nine winters, the water surface has frozen over, and the goose feather snow has covered a thick layer. Ordinary people have already prepared for the winter, but the courtyard of the Marquis of Yongan is as warm as spring. Madam Hou leaned lazily on the soft couch, and enchantingly lifted a round, peeled grape into her mouth. She was born beautiful, and she has a pair of attractive eyes, even though her posture is lazy, far from being noble and elegant, it is also pleasing to the eye.

Soon, the maid came in: "Madam, Lord Hou is back."

Mrs. Hou waved her hand to indicate that she knew and didn't care much. After a while, the Marquis of Yongan walked in. He was tall and handsome, and he was the coveted son-in-law of everyone in Shangjing. It's a pity that he was engaged to the young lady of the prime minister's family since he was a child. The two got married a year ago. So far, the Marquis of Yongan does not accept a concubine, and only loves his wife.

Only the parties themselves know what is inside.

The body of Lord Hou was covered with falling snow. As usual, Madam would have woken up worriedly and took off her cloak for him, but today Madam was still reclining lazily on the beautiful couch, her eyes were light, Lord Hou came in, and she actually She didn't move, she was completely different from the virtuous wife in Su Ri.

"What did Chu Zhi do? In such weather, the madam asked her to kneel outside?" The Hou of Yongan chuckled, came to his wife and sat down. He took her hand and wanted to eat her grapes, but the madam asked her to kneel outside. With a smile, he retracted his hand, and the plump fruit rubbed lightly on Hou Ye's thin lips, before passing it into his mouth.

The red lips and jade teeth, the juice overflows, and this allure of the city makes the Hou Ye's throat move slightly. Madam took his expression into her eyes, and she couldn't help but despise him a bit, and replied, "She made a mistake and made her concubine unhappy. Lord Hou is not allowed to feel bad for her. If you want to feel bad, you have to feel bad for your concubine."

"It's natural." Hou Ye chuckled, his black eyes deep. "Only she has been with you for many years, and the two of you are like sisters, so I will ask."

A man who can talk a lot, actually reminded her in this way that she is deeply in love with sister Chuzhi. If it was the innocent and soft-hearted Mrs. Hou, she would really regret and punish Chuzhi. Linglong lazily peeled a grape, and looked at Lord Hou with apricot eyes: "What did Lord Hou say, there are so many maids who have been with my concubine for many years, how can they all be called sisters and sisters with my concubine? Lord Hou And ask the maids present, do they dare?"

"The slaves dare not!"

The winking maids knelt on the ground, secretly suspicious in their hearts. Although they were both dowry maids, Madam had been on good terms with Chu Zhi when she was in the boudoir. Chu Zhi was nominally a maid, but in fact she was not far from the young lady. Only recently, when Lord Hou was out on business, Madam suddenly became critical of Chu Zhi. , This morning, he deliberately sent people out to kneel.

Linglong laughed: "In the future, Lord Hou, don't compare your concubine with a lowly maid. What should I say, the concubine is also the daughter of the prime minister, not as good as golden branches and jade leaves, and she is also spoiled, with the maid On the other hand, didn't Lord Hou abuse his concubine's body?"

Speaking, she put the peeled grapes into Hou Ye's mouth, touched his handsome face, and admired it. When she came to this world, the Marquis of Yongan happened to be sent by the Tian family to run an errand. This is the first time I have seen her. Just looking at this face, Linglong loves it. She is a straight face control, a good-looking person, she will always be kind to him, after all, beautiful food can cover up some flaws in taste.

She is so hungry.

Sleeping for hundreds of years in the Desolate Sea Returning Ruins, Linglong is now so hungry that she wants to devour all the souls she encounters.

The cowardly woman's soul in her womb can't satisfy her hunger, she just keeps her awake. Fortunately, the identity of the original owner was okay, and she was allowed to eat some human food, but it was a pity that she was satisfied, but she still did not feel full.

The Hou Zhi of Yongan frowned slightly when he heard Linglong say that Chu Zhi had a humble identity. It was just that his wife was unusually charming, and he didn't have the usual kindness and gentleness at all. In addition to calling him strange, he also had an inexplicable freshness. "It's my husband's fault, my beloved wife, of course, is very precious."

Linglong laughed and waved: "Since the Lord Hou is begging for Chu Zhi, the concubine naturally wants to give the Lord Hou face, Chu Shuang, go and call Chu Zhi in."

"Yes."

A moment later, after kneeling in the ice and snow for almost two hours, a beautiful and pale Chu Zhi came in. Her knees trembled because she had been kneeling for too long. on the ground. With the frail body and the pitiful expression, I really feel pity, which makes people's hearts melt. Linglong looked at the Marquis of Yongan, there was a flash of pity in the man's eyes, she sneered in her heart, but didn't want to make them feel better, she stretched out her hand to wrap the neck of the Marquis of Yongan, and looked down at Chuzhi: "I will punish you today, but you are not satisfied. ?"

Chu Zhimei has tears in her eyes and humbly crawls on the ground: "The slave does not dare, the madam is in a bad mood, it is the slave who does not serve me well, and the maid is also asked to be severely punished."

She told the Marquis of Yongan with a simple sentence that her punishment was purely because Mrs. Hou was unreasonable, and she also showed her humiliation and complacency. How could Marquis of Yongan not pity her more. If he hadn't been worried about his wife, he would have gone up to hold the beautiful woman in his arms to comfort him.

Linglong didn't give her this chance. With such a small trick, probably only the original owner could not see it. She foolishly made wedding clothes for others, and eventually even her soul was swallowed by her. However, Linglong never eats free lunches. After eating Mrs. Hou's soul, she will eliminate the regrets in her memory - otherwise, it would be extremely uncomfortable if she could not digest it, and she didn't need to excrete.

"Look at what you said, I don't know. I thought you were putting eye drops on me in front of Lord Hou." Linglong took a grape. She has a pair of beautiful hands. She has been pampered since childhood and has delicate skin. Smooth and tender like fat, the action of peeling the grape skin is really beautiful. "Otherwise, tell me, where did your piece of warm jade pendant come from? I never rewarded you, didn't you steal it? You have no father or mother, and you have followed me since you were a child. If you say that piece I will not punish you about the origin of the jade pendant, but you still refuse to tell me. I have always asked you to take charge of my dowry list, but I never wanted you to guard and steal it. Lord Hou, are you saying that the concubine was punished personally? A clean maid, in other people's homes, I'm afraid she will be killed."

The Marquis of Yongan looked as usual. Although he pity Chuzhi in his heart, he couldn't tell his wife that he did everything he could to find the jade pendant to give to Chuzhi. It was only because she was born cold, and he was worried that her hands and feet were usually cold, so he tried his best. I found a piece of warm jade as a gift, but I never thought about it but was discovered by my wife. "What you said is right. I just want to forgive her this time because of her first offense."

His words are gentle, but he is defending Chu Zhi inside and out, and only the original owner can't hear it. Obviously, the signs of these two people are so clear.

Linglong smiled: "My concubine listens to the Marquis." She picked up the piece of warm jade, "It's just that since she was asked to bring it, the concubine doesn't look down on it, so it's better to destroy it. "As he said that, he threw it into the brazier, and the warm jade worth a thousand gold shattered in an instant.

The Marquis of Yongan only felt that she seemed coddled, but her expression was innocent and cute. "I'll find a better piece for you in the future..."

Linglong interrupted before she could finish her sentence: "You don't have to worry about your concubine, the concubine doesn't like it if someone else has worn it." After she finished speaking, she suddenly smiled again. "However, Lord Hou is in the arms of his concubine, and the concubine is really happy in body and mind."

Chu Zhi knelt on the ground and felt her teeth cold.

The man she swore eachother with, the **** she looked up to, is now in front of her and has a deep love with another woman. Even if she knew that it was fake, that it was just a show, she still felt so uncomfortable that she was about to collapse.

God is so unfair. She and Hou Ye knew each other first and fell in love first, but she had to watch him marry and humbly wait for his short-term pity, so far she has not been able to stand by his side. Now their husband and wife are aloof, but ask her to kneel on the ground, her knees are cold to the bone, but her heart is even colder.

Linglong saw Chu Zhi's sorrowful eyes, half a smile, but neither of them wanted to escape. After all, she received the original owner's sacrifice. If she couldn't satisfy the original owner's wish, she would be hungry for a longer time. "Okay, look at your death star, I feel uncomfortable looking at it, go down, wait outside."

Chu Zhi struggled to get up from the ground, seemingly inadvertently glanced at the Marquis of Yongan, and limped away. Yongan Hou's thin lips moved slightly, and was about to plead again, when Linglong spoke first: "When my mother asked her to marry her, it was because of her honesty and duty, and I never thought she was a long hand."

I didn't steal anything else, but I stole the husband of the original owner.

These two are more disgusting than the other. Chu Zhi was lonely when she was young, and the original owner kept her by her side as a maid. The cost of food and clothing was incomparable to ordinary young ladies. Who knew that Chu Zhi didn't want to repay, but she met the young lady's fiancé. The two went back and forth, the husband was in love with his concubine, if it was true love, if the Marquis of Yongan went to the prime minister's mansion to break off the marriage and propose to marry Chuzhi, it would also be able to make people look at him. Chu Zhi communicated in secret. When the time was right, he called the original owner violently dead. After the original owner died, he showed an affectionate look and refused to re-marry. After a few years, he married his wife's dowry maid in the name of missing his deceased wife. Amphibious double flight.

He earned a good reputation and the Prime Minister's attention, and even made the Prime Minister take Chu Zhi as the incarnation of his deceased daughter.

What a great show.

Looking at Chu Zhi's expression, it seems that she still resents the original owner in her heart, but she doesn't think about it, the marriage contract between Yongan Hou and the original owner came from the mother's womb! It seems that such a person who has no gratitude and avenge his revenge, gives her a little sweetness, and then forgets his identity.

Tsk, that's really touching.

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—"

"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Jiang knelt down and wiped away tears. "Old slave still remember that when His Highness was born, he was so small, how good he grew up later, the Emperor loved him, and the Queen Mother even regarded Her Highness as an eyeball, but after the Queen Mother left, no one was hurt by His Highness. If the emperor saw His Highness today, he would definitely not be able to recognize it. His Highness lost one eye, and his right hand was useless. The empress is in the spirit of heaven, I don't know how sad it is."