There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter one of the thirty-sixth piece: (two)

"Do you like Little Sweet Potatoes?" Linglong stepped forward, bending over to get close to her moth in full view, "This is the first thing Wei Niang gave you. As the saying goes, vulgar is elegant, don't you like it? what?"

The little prince blinked his eyes, his little face turned red, and he looked like he could fry eggs: "I, I, I—"

The emperor watched the interaction between their mother and son, and he had only one thought in his mind, how her face was so small that she was not so different from her son.

"Well... if you don't like it, then you call me potatoes."

Seeing that the little prince still kept his eyes wide open and did not speak, Linglong became unhappy, with one hand on his hips: "Aren't you still dissatisfied?"

The little prince whispered: "I don't have..."

"That's not enough." Linglong fluttered the moth's hair like a bandit, "It's so happy to reach a consensus, I am a potato, sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes."

The little prince was at a loss.

The little white forehead was poked, and his mother's charming and flowery face showed an unhappy expression: "You have to say, potatoes and potatoes, I am sweet potatoes."

The little prince obediently said, "Potatoes, I am sweet potatoes."

Linglong immediately became happy, and stretched out her palm. The little prince had learned to behave this time, and she stretched out her little hand and patted her in a bewildered way. Linglong yelled him into her arms, and the little prince was forced to be rolled all over her face by the magnificent **** of her mother-in-law. He could barely breathe, and his little hands clung to the air indiscriminately, finally regaining his freedom. It was fished out, shy, annoyed, and flustered, and it was so cute that it was so cute.

Linglong rubbed him thoroughly, then kissed her tender little cheek: "Little sweet potatoes are so cute!"

This is the first time the little prince has heard someone praise him for being cute. Whether it is the emperor or the concubine Lin who raised him, they are both introverted people. The palace pays attention to rules and praises him, but also praises him for being studious, smart, stable, and cute. How and how can such words be used on the princes of a country! He, he is the prince!

The servants in the palace bowed their heads and dared not raise them. The emperor's palace was full of old people. Naturally, they had an impression of this Zheng Niangniang. Although she was beautiful, she was vicious and jealous, which was really annoying. When I learned that Concubine Zheng had been thrown into the cold palace, the little prince was brought up by the kind-hearted concubine Lin. Many people in the palace secretly rejoiced that if Concubine Zheng was really allowed to raise the little prince, I wondered what it would be like.

The emperor couldn’t hear that his precious little prince was called by a little sweet potato. Even if that person was the little prince’s mother, he squinted at the lower palace person. Leave it to these three people.

The emperor said solemnly: "Clan Zheng, I--"

"Little sweet potato has a code name, and I have it, but you don't have it yet. As Xiao sweet potato's own father, how can you be so uncomfortable? I think about it..." Linglong interrupted the emperor, resting her chin on her own. After a while, I asked the little prince: "Do you think the little radish sounds nice or the little pepper sounds nice?"

The little prince solemnly followed along and considered it together, and finally chose the former among Little Carrot and Little Chili-he did not realize that he could not make a choice at all, and could only say that his mother took it for granted. Before she knew it, she was led by the nose, and she didn't react until she suffered a loss, but it was too late.

The corner of the emperor's eyes twitched, "I'm still here..." Do you dare to call me a joke? Give a nickname to the prince of a country? Is it impatient to live or is it skinless and faceless not afraid of death?

Linglong was next to the little prince, and looked back at him after hearing the emperor's words, with smiles in her brows and spring, as if rubbing the colorful spring, summer, autumn and winter into it, she was so brilliant that she was the only one in the world.

The emperor suddenly became speechless, he didn't dare to look directly, but he was strange in his heart. Five years ago... when he faced Concubine Zheng, his heartbeat had never been so fast. The heart of possession.

Anyone who sees it will love it.

In the end, on the premise that the emperor failed to refuse in time, he was honorably awarded the title of "Little Carrot". Naturally, he was not allowed to call their wife in front of outsiders, but Linglong depended on whether he was sincere and called a lot in one night. Second, the emperor always responded with a black face, and the little prince no longer rejected the name Little Sweet Potato-the father did not refuse it!

He was very lonely in the palace on weekdays. The emperor was busy with government affairs, the concubine Lin had a dignified temperament, and the little **** who served was a slave who did not dare to arrogate. Looking at Linglong reluctantly, the education he received made him a sensible and obedient child, never going to be arrogant, and the emperor told him to go to sleep. Although he was nostalgic, he also raised his foot obediently to leave.

But Linglong took it back.

The little prince leaned in his mother’s sweet and soft arms, his small face turned red quietly, but his two little hands were honestly gripping the delicate skirt, and she laughed at him: “Why so hard, I really want to eat milk. , You are not a baby anymore."

Seeing that the clothes were about to be torn apart, didn't he see that his father's face was squinting and the nosebleed was about to come out?

The little prince quickly let go, and Linglong smiled at the emperor: "I haven't seen you in five years. How about going to sleep together after a long time?"

She consciously got onto the dragon bed with the moth in her arms, rolled inside in front of the emperor, opened the quilt and patted the emperor. Seeing that the emperor was not moving, she said again: "The empress cannot sleep with the emperor, but I am not the empress now. I think Ying Ke is an exception, don't you think the little sweet potato?"

The little prince was fascinated by his mother, and only thought she was good everywhere. She nodded her head when she said nothing. The emperor pursed his thin lips and said, "Emperor, you haven't washed it yet."

The little prince who loves cleanliness suddenly became a little embarrassed. He looked at his mother and then at his father. Linglong squeezed his little ass: "Go with your father, I'll wait for you here."

He blushed with excitement and stretched out his little finger to pull the hook. This was what Linglong taught him when he was just playing around.

When she jumped out of bed, she quietly rubbed her **** and gave Linglong a shy look.

The emperor took his son to wash up. Seeing his blushing face and bright eyes, he couldn't help but be pleased with the decision he made today. Concubine Zheng is very bad and is also the birth mother of the prince. If she can stand by herself in the future, he will not hesitate to give her. Decent.

"Father." The little prince who raised his face obediently made the little prince's eyes burn, "I really like my mother!"

The emperor chuckled: "I like it so much?"

"Yeah!" After nodding vigorously, he asked tentatively, "Then, can my mother not go back to the cold palace after that? It's so cold there, and there is no hot tea."

The emperor touched his little head: "Yes."

The little prince immediately became happy. After the washing, he ran back and looked at the radiant and bubbling mother on the bed. He stood in front of the bed and looked at her. He seemed to want to come closer, but couldn't help being shy.

The bed is a bit taller. Although he is five years old, he is still a small man. If he wants to go up, he can of course. It is indecent to be able to climb. The little prince does not want to be ashamed.

Linglong reached out to hold his armpit and hugged him up, and personally removed the silk shoes for him. The little prince was surprised. In his impression, whether it is the mother concubine or the father, perhaps there is an intimacy who can wash her face and touch her head, but He would never take off his shoes before washing him, even if he wiped his face, he was served by the palace.

He liked this kind of intimacy, and after being hugged by Linglong like a doll, he refused to leave even more.

She had a very good smell, the little prince couldn't tell, but he thought, this should be the smell of a mother. No wonder the mother concubine always said that the mother-in-law is irreplaceable, even if he calls her mother-in-law, he can't forget his mother-in-law.

The mother and concubine are right!

He rubbed in Linglong's arms. Before the emperor came, he consciously had a whisper to his relatives, so he whispered: "...I don't know what the relatives are like."

"Then what do you think it will be like?"

The little prince lowered his head embarrassedly. In his heart, he was a little curious about her, a little annoying, but more restless and hesitating. In his five years of life, no one except his mother and concubine had said good things about his mother-in-law. They said that she was jealous, that she was vicious, that she was an out-and-out bad person, that she had killed many of his brothers and sisters, and that many people in the palace hated her deeply... and although the father never I have said that my mother is bad, but there is never a good one.

In the immature heart of the little prince, so many people say that a person is bad, then she should... be bad, right?

But now he feels that she is not bad at all, she is still very beautiful, very fragrant, and very flattering.

But not long after he fell in love with his beautiful and fragrant mother, the emperor returned. Not only did he come back, but he also brought the medicine that made the little prince smell so beautiful!

Seeing his son plunged into Linglong's arms and only showed his fat **** outside, the emperor looked calm and said, "Emperor, come over and drink medicine."

The little prince shook his head frantically!

What he hates most is the bitter medicine!

On weekdays, the little prince is definitely the best kind of child. Even if he is wronged and unhappy, he can self-regulate. However, when he takes the medicine, there are definitely not ten or eight people who can’t drink it. ! Concubine Lin and the emperor had hurt their brains for this, but the little prince got older and could cheat when he was young.

Linglong watched their father and son teasing, seeing the wise **** Wutai landslide in front of him, the emperor's forehead was gradually dripping with sweat, and he laughed unscrupulously. The father and son looked at him immediately, and the two very similar faces showed the same condemnation expressions, both of them condemning her for not helping.

But in this situation, no one can help. She is not the kind of good mother who can coax her children. What's more, this is just a cheap moth. It doesn't make any difference whether she drinks medicine or not.

And she now has something more important than drinking medicine to ask: "Little sweet potato, what did you call me just now?"

The little prince blinked: "I call you a mother!"

"But you have a mother and concubine, so what do you ask my mother to do?"

The emperor frowned when he heard her asking like this, thinking that she had regained jealousy in her old manner. This was the case five years ago, and the **** turmoil in the harem was disturbed. If it weren't for Lin Fei's death to plead for her. , She was pregnant again, and the emperor would never keep her.

The little prince looked at the emperor for help, and the emperor handed the medicine bowl, meaning that you could help you only after you drank your father.

He gritted his teeth at the little prince whom his mother likes so much, and took it and drank it. The emperor had to fulfill his promise to help him. As soon as he opened his mouth, he heard Linglong say: "Don't call me mother, just take me in vain. The name is old, and the seniority is bad for sister. Let's call it the code name in the future!"

The little prince’s big watery eyes widened in an instant. Before the bitter taste in his mouth disappeared, Linglong touched a piece of dried fruit and stuffed it in from nowhere. He slapped his little mouth, feeling it was sweet, so he obediently responded. Screamed.

After all, it is a sick child, playing for so long, as soon as it touches the pillow, the candle is extinguished, only the bright moonlight is left in the hall, and it seems to be snowing again outside the window, and the snow is shining in the ground, and the interior is stunned. Such as day.

The little prince had a stuffy nose. He was breathing heavily while sleeping with his mouth open. After a while, there was a slight snoring sound, and the appearance of falling asleep was even more lovely.

The emperor lay on his back on the dragon bed, clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, and closed his eyes slightly. He was different from the little prince. There was a woman next to him, who was still a woman who had been in the cold palace for five years. He didn't know why he was obsessed with keeping her down, and he ended up in a sleepless end.

When I heard the sound of the clothes rubbing, the emperor's ears are sensitive, and his brows are slightly wrinkled, wondering what Concubine Zheng is doing? He didn't want to pay attention, but before he continued to fall asleep, there was a soft body on his body. The emperor was horrified, and his black eyes opened, facing the beautiful eyes under the moonlight and snow. Her clothes were much messier than before bedtime. , Faintly visible and charming, the emperor lowered his voice for fear of awakening the little prince: "Presumptuous, get down from me!"

Linglong was sure that he would not yell loudly, with one hand resting on his chest with a pink cheek, smiling badly and provocatively-but in the eyes of the emperor, he preferred to call such a smile a seduction, because it was too flattering. , Too Yan.

"Little sweet potato is asleep, little potato wants to make love to little carrot, why not?" Linglong sighed. "You will not be allowed to eat meat for five years. You should be thankful that the rest of the palace are all eunuchs."

The emperor was so smart that he immediately understood it, and then his face turned green, and he faintly felt that his hair top was also showing signs of turning green: "Nonsense--Um!"

he! He was forcibly kissed by a woman!

The kiss was sweet and tempting, and it seemed to have taken away his soul, making the emperor's heartbeat thunderous in his efforts to treat only Jiangshan Sheji, and I don't know if the moonlight is more beautiful, the snow is brighter, or the woman on him is more enchanting and dazzling.

Linglong laughed at him, "I have my son, so he is so innocent."

After a kiss, he pulled out the ambiguous silver silk, and gently pierced the emperor's mouth with his slender fingers like green onions, slowly stirring his lips and tongue to make fun of him: "How many women have slept, just kiss your mouth, you don't even know how to stretch your tongue. "

The emperor became angry from the ridicule, and was about to get angry, but she kissed him again. This time he remembered what she had ridiculed before and took the initiative to stick out his tongue. Obviously he noticed that the woman on his body was laughing and eating. The fiery and swollen minds swollen with superb methods, I don't know why tonight, so I can only fall into it.

The emperor who always got up on time on the second day was actually awakened by the great eunuch. He only felt that his whole body was plunged into soft clouds. He had never felt that the dragon bed under him was so comfortable to sleep. He has never been a diligent person. I don't want to get up anymore. He was nestled in his arms with a lump of tender tender meat, which was too soft and tender. He was full of panic. He just wanted to make her move softer to make her happy.

It’s just that I don’t think about it anymore, but I still have to.

The emperor took the exquisite hand from his chest, pinched his slender wrist in his palm, he reluctantly rubbed it twice, she grumbled, and turned over mercilessly, naturally turning the little prince sleeping inside. Putting their arms in their arms, the two of them rubbed against each other unconsciously like two kittens, still sleeping soundly.

Emperor:……

The tenderness instantly turned into nothing, but he still told the palace servants who came in and waited to lighten their hands and feet, and when they were ready, they went to the court, before leaving, he couldn't help but look at the mother and son sleeping on the bed. It was late in winter, and the sky was unclear. Hearing the sound of wind and snow roaring outside the hall, the emperor was on an impulse, almost staying behind and going to the court.

Obviously it is Concubine Zheng, but it gives him the feeling that she is no different from five years ago. Will Leng Gong change a person into this appearance?

The first emperor often had concubines in the cold palace. After his death, the emperor allowed them to live in the palace. Now there are not many concubines in the emperor's harem, so the emperor does not know what a woman who has been in the cold palace looks like.

When the emperor came back, the mother and son were still hugging each other and slept soundly. He was covered in wind and snow. He couldn't help but look envy and jealous. He stepped forward and pinched one's nose with one hand, and soon greeted two pairs of beautiful eyes glaring.

The emperor withdrew his hand and said solemnly: "Time is precious, how can it be wasted on drowsiness? Get up quickly, emperor, you are going to school today, don't forget."

Because of the wind and cold, the little prince was able to rest for a few days, but he is almost good now, so naturally he should go back and continue his studies.

The little prince's sleepy face suddenly collapsed, and he turned to his mother and complained: "I, I don't like to read."

The emperor looked over in surprise.

Linglong guarded him, and touched his more dull hair that was up from sleeping: "If you don't like to read, just don't read it."

The emperor's eyes widened, how could there be such a way to teach children!

The little prince only complained a few words, but got up obediently, let the palace man lead his face to wash his mouth and rinse his mouth, leaving the emperor standing on the original floor with his face: "How can you teach the child like this? What should I do?"

Linglong yawned, which was really indecent. No one had dared to be so dishevelled in front of the emperor. She was only born with a beautiful and exquisite appearance. "It's useless for you to ask him to read it every day. I just said that you don't like to read and don't read it once. It's so useful. Shouldn't you think about it?"

She rubbed her eyes, lifted the quilt, and her red lips made a mockery: "Many times a child complains to you. You don't have to teach him as an adult. He just wants to hear you stand on his side and say something. He loves to listen."

Doesn't the sweet potato still get up obediently and prepare to go to school?

The emperor, Concubine Lin, Taifu... There are many people who have taught the little prince to pay attention to his identity and are diligent and eager to learn. It is not bad for her to sing the opposite.

In fact, Concubine Lin herself has no culture. After all, she was born in the market. However, the emperor valued the prince’s education, so she followed that. She attached great importance to the little prince’s studies. The little prince kept nagging every day when he listened to his father’s and mother’s concubine’s studies. No one has ever said that if you don't like to read, you don't want to read. Naturally, it is easy to have a rebellious psychology, but now Linglong stands on his side and said something, and he happily stops complaining, and has packed up and went to school with sufficient energy.

Hearing this, the emperor was thoughtful, but after a moment he said: "As a prince of a country, how can you not listen to the truth and only love sweet words? This is not good."

Linglong hadn't planned to pay attention to him at first, so she smiled Qiaoqianxi when he said that.

The emperor suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

She had a small mouth, and in front of the eunuch, she said: "The emperor's technique is so bad, she won't kiss me without saying it, and when I touched me so hard, my waist was pinched. I only know how to use brute force, I don’t know how to hurt me. I was not at all comfortable last night. How can there be a man like you in the world who is so incomprehensible? Grinding the mirror is happy."

The great **** knelt down with a thump! He drops his mother, the sixth aunt and the second uncle! He has served with the emperor for so many years without credit and hard work. Can he still see the sun of tomorrow!

The emperor was startled at first, and then his anger rose gradually. He was about to furious, but Linglong changed from the arrogant and impudent appearance when he satirized him. Pulling forward, the emperor was uncontrollable and staggered for two steps. The two faces were very close, close enough for him to see her delicate and flawless skin without a trace of pores. "The emperor is not happy about it, right? But this is the truth. Yeah, is it possible that I would lie down and cry and say that the emperor was too brave and his concubines could not get up last night? Does the emperor want to hear the truth or lie? You are the king of a country. No matter what, you should humbly accept advice. ."

Go to his humility!

The emperor was so fierce that he wanted to curse, but was blocked by her. He thought of her bad technique, and his lips became more and more uncontrollable. He was forced to chase and play with her. He was completely manipulated. Among.

The more he kissed, the more the emperor perceives the gap between the two. Although confused and infatuated, the psychological shadow gradually deepened.

Linglong was laughing to death. She leaned into his ear when the emperor was dizzy and said: "But the technology can be bad, and the emperor will have to study hard in the future to live up to my expectations."

The little hand did not enter the dragon robe, and the emperor gritted his teeth and pressed his teeth: "Hugh is so nonsense! You are also the lord of the first house anyway, how can you say such a Menglang language!"

"Come on." Linglong opened him ruthlessly, "Carrot and sweet potato is a family, you obviously like it very much."

Obviously like bold and unrestrained passion, but pretends to be, the people around me will behave like this, so that the whole palace has no extravagant and corrupt atmosphere at all, it is like a nun's monk temple, meaningless.

The emperor trembling fingers: "You, you, you—"

He will throw her back to the cold palace again!