There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter One of the thirty-ninth piece: (two)

Yan Chen only wondered how he couldn't catch such an unarmed king An, and he really asked him to hold the thigh of the saint. It’s just that he was so expressionless, so he looked over. King An still held Zhaodi’s thigh and didn’t loosen his thigh. Everyone knows how much An King is dead, but it’s not a gadget. Extravagant, especially lecherous, as long as he is good-looking, he will not pick him, not only that, he is also taller than the sky, he obviously has nothing to do, but he wants to kill himself as an emperor, and he keeps small movements behind his back...

It's just that An Wang himself didn't have any talents, even if he jumped so hard, he couldn't make any splashes. This time he dared to send someone to assassinate the saint, which was really beyond everyone's expectations. It was precisely because Wang An's ambitions were getting bigger and bigger, seeing the swelling boundlessly, that Emperor Zhao had a murderous intention.

But... Yan Chen pursed his lips, looking at the Emperor Zhao on the dragon chair in front of him without a trace.

He had a deep expression and couldn't see what he was thinking, but the king An who was holding his thigh, the face of kidney deficiency that always looked black due to excessive indulgence in the past, was actually pleasing to the eye. Yan Chen said that King An is also a good hand that can bend and stretch. He doesn't obey the saint on weekdays, and his face is almost inscribed with the two characters-usurper. Today, when death is approaching, I will hold my thigh to beg for mercy.

As for the circle of white cloth... Yan Chen looked at it, and always felt that something was wrong. Who hangs on and takes this kind of cloth that looks superb? It is light and soft, where it can hold a person's weight, I am afraid that it is not the bitterness of Wang An.

He couldn’t understand this king. He was about to come in and ask the sage not to be confused, but he listened to King An’s mouth, a series of rainbow farts and he didn’t want money to go outside: "You don’t know, brother. I have been admiring the emperor for a long time. The emperor is so handsome and tall, and he is a beautiful **** who walks on the machine to kill the female. Is the emperor made of charm? Seeing this dazzling almost makes me faint. The light of the past! No matter how courage the minister is, he can at best molest a little court lady and touch their little hands. How can you dare to do such things as rebellion and treason? The adults are too worthy of the minister! The minister has only beauty in his heart. Good food and beautiful scenery, there is no two mind! The emperor must believe in his younger brother! Look at the sincere eyes of the younger brother!"

Zhaodi:...

He no longer knows how to comment on King Li'an's various acts of molesting court ladies on weekdays. You have to say that he is Meng Lang, he is not a man, but if you want to say that he is right, it doesn't seem to be right.

The ministers stared, the maid, that is the woman of the saint! This An Wang actually dare to molest? ! What a daredevil! Must beheaded! Must show up! Never be merciless!

Zhaodi didn't make a sound, and slowly turned the finger on his left thumb, his unpredictable expression was completely exquisite, and he even opened his eyes to let him see. The look on his small face was incredibly sincere from the look to the expression.

"you……"

Zhaodi said a word, and Linglong nodded. He was speechless, because he couldn't think of An Wang's reaction. He always felt that he was different from the old An Wang. If they had not the same face, he would almost think An Wang was different. Being impersonated.

I heard that there is a thaumaturgy called Disguise, which can change a person's face to another person's appearance. Emperor Zhao has never seen it before, but he has heard of it. After pondering for a moment, he let the palace people fill the water.

The kerchief was wet and threw it to Linglong, "wipe her face."

The Dragon Girl always gave me some color and I opened the dyeing workshop. If you want to teach me, I will kill your character. She took the veil and stuffed it into Zhaodi's hand: "Brother Emperor, wipe it for me. The minister was slandered just now. My heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all aching, and my body was sore and weak, so I had to ask Brother Emperor for help."

Zhaodi originally wanted Yan Chen to come and wipe it, but Yan Chen was a man. He looked at the bear sister in front of him with patience. After Wang An suddenly changed from a male to a female, Zhaodi found that his tolerance for her had risen again.

In the unbelievable eyes of the ministers, he really slowly picked up the wet kerchief and wiped her face.

This face is genuine, of course, nothing can be wiped off, and there is no magical disguise technique in Zhaodi’s imagination, but there are still some colored things on the veil. He has looked at it carefully, and it has a slight fragrance, it seems. Powder for women. Look at Wang An again. This guy who is usually black and black is a kidney-deficiency guy. His cleanly wiped face is soft and white and looks like a shelled egg, full and round, and the big eyes that line him are more flexible and energetic.

Many people laughed at Wang An, saying that he knew that he had drilled into the pile of women, and there was a powdery gas on his body. Now Emperor Zhao understands that this servant is not mixed in the pile of powder, she is a little girl!

The expression in Zhaodi's eyes became very strange for an instant, and Yan Chen noticed it.

"Thank you, Brother Huang, for your hard work." Linglong smiled sweetly, took the veil that had been wiped off her face and threw it into the basin, arching her hands like a puppy, "Brother Huang believes me. Is that right?"

Zhaodi squinted his eyes: "You guys step back first."

The ministers were shocked, Wang An was embarrassed, and they retreated. Are they going to be alone with Wang An? Never!

However, Emperor Zhao didn't like others to question his orders, so soon, only two of them were left in the palace. The fact that Wang An is a daughter must not be revealed, otherwise the royal family will lose face.

"You said you were wronged."

"Yeah!" Linglong hit the snake with the stick, "Brother emperor, I am a girl, why do you rebel? Even if the rebellion is successful, can the old stubborn group of the previous dynasty convince me? Can I be the emperor? Those old guys are all elm-headed, and those who have always talked about something stinky, I can't bear it. The most important thing is that it doesn't matter if they obey me, and the people don't obey me either!"

Without people, she would have no righteousness. She quickly moved to Zhaodi's side, once again pleased him with a big palm, and continued to blow the rainbow fart without money: "... Since the emperor's succession to the throne, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the treasury is abundant and prosperous. , The enemy country dare not harass, no foreign enemies, no internal worries, everyone said that you are the emperor of the emperor, wise, wise and determined, do you think the minister is this material? Take ten thousand steps and say that I really killed you , The people don’t accept me. I will not leave the stinks in the history books for thousands of years? Do you think that?"

Zhaodi looked down at her white and tender little hands. Perhaps it was because she wiped them with a kerchief. It was a bit difficult to hold one of them in both hands, and there was a small round meat nest on the back of the hand.

Well, this unlucky sister looks much cuter than the unlucky brother.

It was just a change of gender. Emperor Zhao found that he was very receptive, and even his tolerance increased.

If the old King An dared to hold his thigh and touch his hand like such disgusting words, Emperor Zhao would definitely not be able to bear him for so many years.

For some reason, looking at the little face that was very expectant and nervous, he teased her, he didn't say anything.

No, Linglong showed a dazed expression, this is either or not, what does "huh" mean? "Brother Emperor, are you right? Do you believe me?"

"I believe it or not, is that important?"

"Of course!" Linglong nodded vigorously, "It's up to you to believe it or not to decide whether the minister will go to prison or continue to show off his prestige and pretend to be a cat and dog!"

Zhaodi couldn't hold back, his thin lips twitched slightly: "I am so important in your heart."

"It's very important!"

"Okay, I see, you go."

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Linglong tilted her head. Zhaodi somehow felt that her action was a bit cute. The main reason was that after she wiped her face clean, she was basically two people with the usual An Wang, with different expressions in her eyes and different attitudes. They are seen as the same person.

If it were a man who had been hiding it from the world for so many years, and wearing a mask, Zhaodi might feel that he was deeply scheming and needed more precautions.

But she is a woman, which is completely different.

Although what Wang An has done in these years is a little absurd, it is also understandable. However, if this is the case, King An will definitely not rebel, so where did these people's evidence come from? You know, after reading these evidences, not only Zhaodi believed it, but also Yan Chen and other important ministers.

Who prepared these just right evidence for An Wang? Neither is it seeking to usurp the throne for King An, there is only one possibility-to put King An to death.

Zhaodi's dark eyes were deep, and he didn't tell Linglong much, because he felt that sister Xiong was a little short-sighted, and she wanted to live a life of freedom and lawlessness, so let her toss and toss, and she can't make any tricks anyway.

There is a younger sister, but Zhaodi is satisfied with a younger brother.

Linglong was unscathed and swaggered out of the palace gate. The officials who had been driven out were stunned. She made a bad face at them and left triumphantly.

Alas, she is really a clever ghost. At such an urgent and dangerous juncture, she has the idea to reverse such a terrible situation. Now she is completely free. As for who is going to be the culprit... What does it have to do with her? !

Yes, Wang An indeed rebelled, and the evidence is true. Linglong was still dozing off, but she sobered up when she heard the courtiers accusing her righteously, and then she didn't even think about it—what could be better than An Wang being a woman? Look at this white, Zhaodi is not accountable to her anymore!

Alas, fortunately, things didn't make a big deal. She was arrested on the spot when she went to the palace to die yesterday. The driver who belonged to the prince outside didn't know what happened inside!

Get in the car, leave, go back home in one go, and buy some snacks on the way back.

King An likes extravagance and enjoyment, and King An has continued his usual aesthetics. Seeing her come back with all beards, the butler of the palace was still taken aback: "Wang Wang...Wang Ye?!"

"Why do you bark like a dog?" Ling Long Bai glanced at him, "Can't this king come back? Are you surprised that this king came back alive?"

The butler was startled, and immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty, "The slave dare not!"

"Don't dare? I think you are very daring! Come, drag me out and kill me!"

Wang An has always acted arbitrarily, but the steward is his confidant. Every word the steward says, Wang An obeys his plan. Now he is going to kill the steward?

The people looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, or whether they should listen or not, each hesitated, and did not dare to step forward.