Dragon King relies on green tea

The quilt Sang Yanshu put the blame on his head, Ye Junche was at a loss for words for a moment, swallowed back the explanation he was about to say, and changed it to: "Jing Qian, you always like to make troubles, you always have to hit the wall a few times before you can behave yourself. Some, so you should just practice your hands, and you will know that those people can't beat them in the future, so you can make a detour."

However, Jing Qian didn't accept this wave of explanations, and still stared at Ye Junche, saying with disgust, "You kid, I've been behind my back for getting into trouble since childhood, and you're no more honest than me."

Knowing that he couldn't say anything about Ye Junche, Jing Qian simply chose to shut up.

Ye Junche immediately put some vegetables in Zi Sang Yanshu's bowl, and Zi Sang Yanshu picked one at random to eat, and ended up eating Kung Pao Chicken with chili.

As soon as the diced chicken was in his mouth, Zi Sang Yanshu's expression changed immediately. He felt his mouth was burning hot, and even the tears came out directly. It really spewed out fire, and directly burned the screen behind it.

Jing Qian, who was sitting opposite Zisang Yanshu, patted his chest resentfully. Fortunately, he didn't breathe fire directly in front of him, otherwise his life would be over.

Ye Junche even poured tea for Zisang Yanshu, poured a whole pot of tea, and calmed down for a long time before he relieved the acrid taste in his mouth.

Lord Dragon King cast a shadow on the red chili, and asked the waiter to remove all dishes with chili.

In fact, the diced chicken that Zi Sang Yanshu ate only had a little chili pepper in it, which was not that spicy. At least Jing Qian and Ye Junche ate it, the chili pepper was just seasoning.

Ye Junche covered his stomach and laughed, "Yan Shu, you are afraid of spicy food."

Ye Junche only felt that he had found a new land, and he would always be unearthly. Like a flower of the high mountains, the Dragon King was so cute sometimes.

"If you laugh again, I'll shut your mouth!" There were still some tears in his eyes, even if Zi Sang Yanshu stared at others, his lethality would be three levels less. Besides, Ye Junche knew that he was just talking, so he laughed even harder. Happy.

Smiling and laughing, even Zisang Yanshu himself laughed too.

It was only then that Ye Junche noticed that when Zi Sang Yanshu laughed, there were dimples on his cheeks, clean and cute like a child.

Today they came out before they could rest in Lidu. When they left Sihai Pavilion, it was already late and there was no time to go shopping elsewhere, so after sending Zisang Yanshu back to Xun, they went straight home.

Back in the dormitory, Ye Junche saw the picture of the white dragon hanging in the room at a glance. The white dragon in the picture scroll was lifelike, as if every inch of the scales and whiskers were alive, and could fly out of the picture scroll at any time. generally.

Especially the eyes of Bailong in the painting made him think of Zisang Yanshu at a glance.

It was the first time he wanted to take a serious look at a picture, so he took the scroll off the wall and observed it carefully.

No matter how you look at it, the white dragon in the painting looks too much like Zisang Yanshu.

Today he saw "South China Sea Coral Palace", and then looked at the white dragon picture, stroke by stroke style, he can be sure that his white dragon picture and "South China Sea Coral Palace" are from the same person, both Mr. Akiba Liu Shuang It's made.

Therefore, the inscription in the painting was written by Mr. Akiba to Zisangyan.

Bosom friend, mutual confidant.

No wonder Zi Sang Yanshu had such an expression when he mentioned Liu Shuangbiao in Sihai Pavilion and saw "South China Sea Coral Palace".

He had never really paid attention to the picture of the white dragon in the house before, but when he knew that Zi Sang Yanshu was the Dragon King, he was grateful for a moment that he had a picture of the white dragon, but now, he just wanted to put the picture away and never don't see.

But after thinking about it, he thought that this painting of white dragon was Zisang Yanshu, so he was reluctant to hide the scroll, so he hung it on the bedside, so it would be good to see it every day.

There are not many paintings left by Mr. Akiba in the world. How come there happens to be one in his room, and it happens to be Zisang Yanshu in the painting. Is there such a coincidence in the world?

Or did someone do it on purpose?Then it can only be Zi Sang Yanshu himself.

Even though he was suspicious, Ye Junche was still not sure, and he had to ask his brother to make sure before he could rest assured.

Ye Junche came to Ye Wenyu's courtyard with the white dragon picture in his arms, but when he saw the prince Zuo Tian who was about to leave, he couldn't help but think that Zi Sang Yanshu mentioned that the current prince is the former South China Sea Dragon living in a mortal body. Prince.

With his hands, Ye Junche is still brooding over the matter of letting Zisang speak out about cutting his bones.

Zuo Tian, ​​who was about to leave after talking with Ye Wenyu, saw Ye Junche approaching, Zuo Tian stopped in his tracks, stretched out his hand and bowed politely to Ye Junche.

Ye Junche turned sideways to hide for a while, and immediately bowed and returned: "The crown prince made such a great gift, and the minister was terrified."

The hostility was obvious, but Zuo Tian didn't care about it, he still said modestly and politely: "Young Master, I have not been able to thank you in person. Today I can see you, so naturally I want to thank you for saving my life."

"Don't dare to do it!" Ye Junche still took a step aside without showing any signs, not wanting to communicate with Zuo Tian, ​​and said with a blank expression: "His Royal Highness is far-sighted, even if he is not here, he will still have a way to get the keel, isn't he? "

Ye Junche's words hit Zuo Tian, ​​he saw a little hesitation in his eyes, and he responded. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, and said lightly: "Dragon bones are hard to find, and dragon scales are also hard to find. I heard that dragon scales can not only strengthen Cultivation, there are many other miraculous effects, but the pain of pulling out dragon scales is as unbearable as cutting bones and flesh, and the pain lasts for three days. I wonder if the young master saw dragon scales when he was looking for dragon bones?"

Seeing that Ye Junche's eyes were slightly moved, Zuo Tian continued: "Dragon people will not bleed unless they are seriously injured. As long as they see blood, their vitality will be seriously injured. A drop of dragon blood can prolong life and heal diseases and injuries, which is better than the world. How many good medicines, the young master has been weak since he was a child, and he should have seen dragon blood many times, but this palace has short-sightedness."

These words were obviously intended to remind him, Ye Junche subconsciously clenched the White Dragon Picture in his hand, and looked at Zuo Tian with a serious expression: "What is the prince trying to say?"

Zuo Tian smiled, seemingly unintentionally, but in fact he deliberately took a step closer, sniffed Ye Junche, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I just accidentally discovered that there is something similar to the keel on the young master. Breath, so I think of dragon scales and dragon blood, don't get me wrong, young master, you should think about it, why is there such a strong breath on your body?"

After speaking, he glanced at the scroll in Ye Junche's hand, and left directly.

After seeing off Zuo Tian, ​​Ye Wenyu came back and saw Ye Junche was still standing there in a daze, so he asked, "Second brother, is there something on your mind?"

Only then did Ye Junche come to his senses, spread out the scroll, and asked, "This painting has been hanging in my room since I was a child. Do you know the origin of this painting?"