There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter one of the thirty-sixth piece: (7)

The cry stopped abruptly, and the little prince looked blank: "What is a wrestling?"

That is a folk custom of giving funerals, and the royal family naturally would not follow this procedure. Linglong felt that it would be troublesome to explain to a sweet potato, so she diverted his attention: "Look, are my feet cool? "

"cool?"

The little prince has lived with Linglong for a long time, and unknowingly learned her words, they are all fresh words, and he also understands the meaning in a vague way. However, the little prince didn't notice the so-called "cool" as the feet wrapped like big pig's feet. There were still tears on his fat face, but he thought about it for a while and said, "It's not cool."

"Who said it's not cool?" Linglong died a duck with a stiff mouth, she herself obviously disliked it, but she had to be praised by others. "I'll give you another chance to sort out the language, you give me a new answer, is it cool?"

The little prince with a strong desire to survive immediately said: "It's so cool!"

Linglong was satisfied and asked people to bring the charcoal pencils she had prepared early. Sometimes she was bored, and she liked to scribble, all by her heart. Today, her feet are more exaggerated and tighter. In the words of the imperial physicians, that is a hundred days of injury and rejuvenation. In a short period of time, I am afraid that there is no way to run with the wind and freedom is the direction.

Therefore, she has to find something to do, and Little Sweet Potato is really a sentimental child. She is very worried about her injury. She can't sleep well and eat well all day long.

"Come on, give you a chance to play freely."

The little prince squeezed the charcoal pen filled with small potatoes in his hand and was at a loss. Then he saw Linglong casually drew a big **** on the feet wrapped in pig's feet, which was quite realistic and lifelike. Then she asked: "Do you think this big **** looks like the aquamarine emperor on the horizon?"

The little prince couldn't see the relationship between Da Wang Ba and his father, but he was accustomed to following Linglong, so he nodded and directly made the emperor who had just walked in black. He looked at the bastard, the painting was really good, and people could recognize him as a **** at a glance, but then again, his woman called him a bastard, is this appropriate?

"When you come to draw a small one, it will be treated as you." Linglong held the little prince's hand, his hands are full of fleshy wombs, soft and tender, not cute. "Look, it's actually very simple to draw a bastard, as long as you have a **** in your heart, then this way and then...Look, isn't it very good?"

Compared with the big bastard, it only needs to be smaller, and the little prince pondered for a few seconds, "I have to draw one more, and one for the little potato."

Linglong ruthlessly refused: "No need, no, you are so filial, I am very touched by my mother, but this is not necessary, two are enough. Let's draw a pond with blue sky and white clouds."

The corners of the emperor's mouth twitched: "Making a fool again."

Linglong only noticed him: "Ah, are you back?"

Can't you come back?

The emperor looked at her big pig's hoof. It felt very serious just by looking at it. He frowned, "Why are you so careless? It's fine in the morning, what are you skinning?"

Linglong said: "Can you blame me for this? If you stay with me and look at me, won't I be injured?"

Also brought back and beat a rake.

The emperor was delighted by her, and saw that the two girls began to paint on the big trotters again, "Take me one."

Although Linglong refused in every possible way, he pinched his knees and drew a medium-sized **** on the gauze, fearing that she would not understand, the emperor explained to her: "You see that the previous **** and the little **** are very pitiful, or You need a mother and eight to accompany you. This is called a family reunion and harmony and beauty."

Linglong clapped her hands and agreed: "Well said! This is the three of you, Little Sweet Potato and Lin Fei's family! Great! Great for you! The paintings are the same as the real ones! Oh, don't come to me, stay away from me. , I can’t distinguish you from the **** even if you are so close to me. But that’s okay, no matter how busy you are in the future, I will see the **** thinking about you.”

Emperor: "...someone changed the gauze!"

Finally, at the emperor’s insistence, the topic of the eighth king was ignored. The imperial physician thought that something had happened to Empress Zheng. After all, the foot injury was really serious. What's the matter? Just when I returned to the hospital, I didn't sit in the hot **** and called again. Wouldn't Zheng Niangniang's feet deteriorate again?

When he arrived at the emperor’s palace, the two white-faced eight-character Hus left by the imperial physician trembled uncontrollably when he heard the emperor’s instructions, and silently looked at the three lifelike bajis, all of different sizes, really like a family of three.

Of course, he would only dare to slander in the bottom of his heart if he was so rebellious. He lived at this age and was diligent all his life, waiting for his age to return to his hometown, but he couldn’t tell his head here, so he fixed it again under the emperor’s orders. After removing the bamboo board and gauze, I promised the emperor that Zheng Niangniang was recovering from her injury very well and that there would be no sequelae...

But if Zheng Niangniang doesn't play around like this again, he can't guarantee it!

The old lady left with full of worry, and the emperor took up the charcoal again, ready to draw a beautiful, connotative and artistic conception for Linglong.

The little prince is also very interested. He is also studying piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. However, painting on other people’s legs like this is never before. Xiao Tudou also said that she likes this, then he is also very happy. Of~

The three paintings were extremely happy, but they were waiting for the long-awaited Concubine Lin.

Later, the emperor remembered, he sent someone to verbally condolences, and rewarded a lot of things-after Linglong learned about it, he was also knocked out on the grounds that she was hurt more seriously. The emperor wanted to reward her with some manor hills and so on. They were all affordable things, and they were decent when they took them out. But she didn’t want them, but she wanted some shiny and shining things. Ye Mingzhu liked gems and liked gold and didn’t dislike it. She wrote a great deal. The word "vulgar".

Unlike Concubine Lin, who does not ask for gold or silver or jewels, she only asks for a book that the emperor had read when he was young and wrote an endorsement personally, saying that she wanted to delve into it.

The emperor looked at Linglong lying on the bed playing with a group of golden pigs, and suddenly felt a little hatred for iron but not steel. It's been a month since he lived together, and he finally touched her temper, knowing that she was too lazy to study, and she was not interested in those girls who were good at her, and she was not willing to learn.

Linglong lined up a group of little golden pigs, and lined up individual characters for a while. She liked it so much, she even pinched in her mouth when she got emotional. Well, it's real gold, she likes it.

The emperor couldn't help saying: "If you like it, I will reward you again--"

"Don't talk about rewards." Linglong turned over and moved her feet with difficulty. The emperor couldn't stand it and helped, so she took the opportunity to put both feet on his thighs, shaking her right index finger to speak eloquently," said Reward, then you are the master and I am a slave, and the feelings are not equal, but you can say to give it away, that is, you like me and want to please me. This is different."

The emperor was not angry. He just felt that she seemed self-willed, but she was always a bit naive in her soul. Hearing her words made it interesting, and he asked: "Is there something different, you like it, I give it to you, isn't it all me? good for you?"

Linglong said, "Ah, if it were to be rewarded, I wouldn't like you."

The emperor only felt shocked by these words, and his heartbeat seemed to have accelerated. This was the first time Linglong said that he liked him. Controlling his mind, he tried to calm down as much as possible: "Then why do you like it?"

Linglong frowned: "You are so smart, do you still need my explanation?"

She showed a look of disgust, turned her face away as if seeing something dirty, and kept the emperor away. The meaning of this disgust is really obvious. It is completely different from the usual jokes. How has the emperor ever been seen with such a look, it seems that he is not the ninety five supreme, but some rubbish.

She twisted her eyebrows and saw her change her expression again. This time her small face was warm and soft, her cheeks shy and faint pink came out, and her eyes were big and round, full of affection and tenderness. , She was shy like a young girl who was in love with her, watching the emperor's heart beating wildly!

How did Linglong look at him with such a look! She was the most gentle, and when she was facing the little prince, the emperor did not receive this treatment.

His heart was beating like thunder, and she was softly approached again, and a feather-like kiss fell on his face.

This kiss...This kiss is faint and tasteless compared to the usual bedclothes, but the emperor felt that his heart was beating hard, especially since she did not hide away after the kiss, but stared at him with bright eyes , As if he was the treasure in this world-like the little golden pigs that she loved so much, he would please her!

But this beauty lasted for a while, she asked: "Which one do you like?"

you still need to ask?

Linglong smiled badly again: "No matter which one you like, I won't give it."

Emperor:……

He wanted to stop his heart from beating so fast, this little **** was not worth it.

After Linglong teased him, he continued to play with his little golden pig. The emperor watched her beckoning to call the little prince to the dragon bed with a blank face. He laughed extremely happily. He sat beside him and lived like an invisible person, without any sense of existence.

……never mind.

When he saw that Linglong was willing to share her beloved little golden pig with the little prince, this precious son, whom the emperor had always loved, cherished, and valued, instantly became extraordinarily superfluous.

Ah, that little golden pig, it’s not worth a lot of money. He saw Linglong liked it, and he wanted to pick up one to play with her as a joke, but before he could start, he was slapped away by her, staring at him hostilely, saying he Stingy, the dignified emperor wants to **** a little golden pig from her poor man.

The emperor pondered for a long time in his heart, no, who is the poor man in her mouth?

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