There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 469. The thirty-eighth dragon scale (ten)

This is the anti-theft badge "How can you just fall asleep like this?" Linglong was almost worried about the personal hygiene of the abandoned prince. "Washing your face, brushing your teeth and combing your hair, you are so ugly and sloppy now. Although the bedding is not very good, it is clean. You don't want to get dirty."

The waste prince didn't want to pay attention to her, but I don't know when, someone from the palace has already brought hot water, and there is a bathtub with it. Linglong is clean herself. She loves cleanliness, and she lives in the barren sea, so she doesn't particularly like the people around her who are dirty and unsightly.

"Are you going in by yourself, or will I help you?" Linglong showed an extraordinarily innocent smile and politely asked the defunct prince.

It is obviously not her brain that she can be so obedient to the palace people. The waste prince only hesitated for a few seconds before making a choice. When he took off his clothes, he found that not only did Linglong not see no evil like ordinary girls, but he even stared at him with interest. No matter how devastated the prince was, he was not open enough to be naked in front of a girl's house. His hand **** stopped and turned to look at Linglong.

Linglong also looked at him with clear Lingling eyes, and wondered: "What are you looking at me to do, see if I can clean myself up?"

The waste prince endured and endured, he didn't want to speak at all, but he was forced to have nowhere to go in front of this girl. "You don't look."

"...I just want to see how dirty you are." Linglong said sincerely. "I asked the servants, and they said that you haven't taken a bath for three years. I heard a story before, do you want to listen? Let me tell you something?" Of course, she didn't mean to ask the waste prince, just Knowing him, he started talking to himself. "That is to say, there was a lazy couple in the past. They were very, very, very lazy. How lazy are they? They never take a bath, never change their clothes, never fold the quilt, or wash the pot. They feel that the quilt is folded at night. If you want to spread it out, it will get dirty after you take a shower. You need to wash your clothes after changing. When the pot is clean, you have to cook the next meal. Looking at their home, I found that there was nothing to steal, the only valuable thing was the pot, so I unloaded the pot and carried it away. Later, the thief became a man of justice, known as the man who carried the pot."

She said here, paused, glanced at the waste prince and continued: "Then the wife woke up suddenly and found a thief, so she pushed her husband up. When the husband was fighting with the thief, the thief took out the knife he was carrying with him. , slashed at the husband's neck, the husband fell down, and the thief ran away with the pot on his back. The wife was so frightened that she cried, but suddenly she saw her husband get up from the ground, touched his neck and said, 'Fortunately, I never take a bath, otherwise Today, this little life is about to be explained!" The wife was very happy when she heard it. The two lit the lamp and found that the pot at home was not lost. It turned out that the thief carried away the layer of dirt accumulated on the pot for many years. "

"To sum up, I want to see how thick the ash is on your body."

The corners of the waste prince's mouth twitched, he couldn't even get angry. How could he not take a bath for three years, and his heart would be ashes, and he didn't have to make himself dirty like that. The palace servants do not live close to him, so how do you know if he is taking a bath or not?

Linglong is full of anticipation after telling the story: "Take it off."

Abandoned prince: "...you have a daughter's family-"

"I'm not now. When I marry you, it's not a daughter's family, but a woman's family. Isn't that what you all call it?" She still blinked her beautiful eyes and urged, "You can't get rid of it, can it be? Want me to serve you?"

She seldom serves people, but even if she does, she will definitely have to come back thousands of times in the future.

The waste prince was so angry at her that she actually undid the shabby robe, Linglong glanced at it and sighed, "I don't have any flesh at all, such a figure is really ugly."

Abandoned crown prince is now taking her words as a deaf ear. The weather was so cold, he quickly stepped into the tub, the warmth immediately swept his body, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw Linglong washing his hands and face by himself and rinsing With a mouthful, he went to bed by himself.

The two quilts are very thick, but Linglong doesn't like it. This kind of ordinary cotton quilt, the cotton inside doesn't know whether it will bounce or not. The heart that enjoys a good day is very sad if you don’t have enough to eat. If you can’t sleep well, what’s the point of being a dragon?

She suffocated under the pressure of the two quilts. Although the bottom bed was covered with two mattresses, it still felt hard. This made Linglong miss the Dragon Palace in the deserted sea and returned to the ruins. cover up.

Who doesn't like to live a good life?

The waste prince put on his clothes after taking a shower. He stood on the ground and shivered from the cold, but he didn't know where he was going to sleep. Linglong supported his head with one hand and greeted him: "Come up." His attitude was naturally without any shyness, as if he was calling a dog... The waste prince gritted his teeth, in this cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind was whistling outside, and there was no quilt to keep out the cold and wanted to spend the winter. very difficult. After thinking for a while, he lifted the quilt and went to bed at Linglong's invitation, but he was very far away from her, and there was a huge distance between the two.

This was originally a double bed, but now the waste prince was covered with a quilt, but the person retreated to the bedside, Linglong got closer, he moved a little to the side, and finally Linglong suddenly rubbed very close, the waste prince He gasped in shock and ducked back—the whole person fell under the bed.

Linglong hugged the quilt and laughed. Her face is very beautiful, and her smile is also very moving. The abolished prince has never seen her so ugly. When he was the prince of the Eastern Palace, he was the most benevolent and tolerant. He never even held hands with women, and all he saw was How can there be such an informal lady like Linglong who is almost arrogant and unrestrained.

In the end, she smiled and extended her hand to the aborted prince, "Don't come up yet?"

That slender jade hand is extremely beautiful, like a white jade artwork carved by the best craftsmen. He opened the quilt and went to bed, but as soon as he got up, Linglong pushed him down, and fell to the ground again. He raised his head and glared.

Linglong pouted and stretched out her little hand: "Come on up."

It was because he rejected her just now that she was not happy and pushed him down, but he had to hold her hand to get up.

The waste prince endured and endured, but still succumbed to Linglong's violence. The little hand in the palm of his hand was soft and boneless, and he didn't even dare to use too much force... he was dragged onto the bed. Linglong rolled over and pressed him on top of him, and met his eyes. When the atmosphere was ambiguous, she sighed: "Your bones are so hard, I'm so uncomfortable."

"...then you go down."

"I don't." Linglong simply refused. "That's what I want."

“…”

"Look at you gloomy, wouldn't you be happier to marry me than to be an emperor?" She is worth far more than any **** emperor. "I always have a bitter face, which makes my food taste bad."

If you don't eat well, you can eat four of five steamed buns. The waste prince thought so.

"Husband," she called him.

The voice is soft and tender. She is a very beautiful woman. If she has the heart to tempt her, who can escape this gentle village? The waste prince's heart moved fiercely at this husband's call. Since he was imprisoned in this Xici Alley, he seemed to be dead and silent. No matter his former friends, relatives and friends, there was no news, and no one had ever delivered the slightest news. He was heartbroken and didn't want to do anything. Since he has become a crippled person and has no hope in this life, why should he insist too much. But it's just a matter of life and death.

He suffered from lack of clothing and food in Xici Alley, and he was so lonely that he endured it, because he had long since lost his will to live. Even if a person like him leaves the Xici Alley one day, what will happen? One eye, one hand is broken, but he is a waste. What's more, the father emperor will never let him out, even if the new emperor ascends the throne and amnesty the world, he will not regain his freedom.

In this case, inside or outside, aren't they all the same.

It may be the same for the waste prince, but for Linglong, no! often! Do not! one! Sample!

"Husband." She called out again, lying on his chest and acting cute and coquettish in front of this haggard and thin but still vaguely handsome face of the past, completely ignoring the amazing force value she had shown before, " You see how beautiful I am, how can I live in such a place? There is no delicious food here, the quilt is so hard, it is so cold, and no one even bullies me, do you have the heart to make me waste my time here? "

Is it..., the waste prince is very suspicious of her last two sentences, isn't she bullying him? "How do you get married, if that's what you call 'marrying'."

He was mentally prepared. For example, Linglong said that she was deceived, forced, or for various other reasons, but he never thought that her answer was beyond his expectations: "I married, naturally Because I like you."

What? !

If it weren't for her lying on his chest, the waste prince would probably jump up. He stared at Linglong in disbelief, as if asking: What do you like about me?

If it was the Crown Prince of the East Palace three years ago, he was rich and handsome, and he treated people with generosity. But now he is just a prisoner, a sinner who is full of mess and will never have freedom. He has no identity, and his appearance is not the same as before. Under such circumstances, how could anyone say that he likes him?