There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter One of the 39th piece: (5)

Seeing Emperor Zhao’s eyes with a smile, he has always been happy, angry, and invisible. The Metropolitan Governor Yan Chenyan with the face of Wannian Bingshan couldn’t believe it: "Holy, what the **** is King An doing again, you--"

"It's okay." Zhaodi interrupted him, "Let him go."

Yan Chen:...

Is this the saint he knew? Is it the saint who has been so annoyed by King An that he wants to chop off that servant? ? How come you have completely changed yourself in the past few days?

"Holy you--"

"Ah, that's right." Zhaodi seemed to suddenly remember something, "King An is going to live in the palace for a few days. If anyone in the front is uncomfortable, you should take it."

Yan Chen:? ? ?

Emperor Zhao happily appreciated that the cold face of this good general was gradually cracked, and asked, "Why, can't it?"

"If you can do it or not, I will say another thing, saint, are you uncomfortable? Or say..."

Yan Chen didn't say the next half sentence, but Zhaodi knew that he turned the corner and asked if his brain was broken. To be honest, if Emperor Zhaodi hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he himself would have felt that something was wrong with his brain. But now is not the time to announce the identity of Sister Bear to the public, and one more thing is very important. From Sister Bear’s words, Zhaodi got a message that he is the second person in the world to know that he is a daughter. The black hand behind the scenes does not know.

It was not the time to expose Wang's daughter because of emotion and reason, so when Linglong said that she was going to ask to stay in the palace for a few days, Zhaodi didn't refuse.

"I'm very good, I just think... Wang An is still very nice and cute. Although he is a little bit bearish, it is still within my tolerance."

Yan Chen: ...I believe you a ghost!

Wasn't it you who had been intolerable a few days ago because of King An's various acts of death? Not to mention some time ago, just a few days ago! King An sent people to perform the assassination, and with the presence of evidence and physical evidence, didn't you want to deal with King An?

good? cute?

Can such adjectives be used on An Wang? Then get into trouble, arrogant, silly.

"I seem to hear someone scolding me."

Yan Chen was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the sound, and looked back, who was it if it wasn't King An? He still has an expressionless ice cube face, pretending not to know who Wang An is talking about. Anyway, he is scolding in his heart. Are there few people scolding An Wang in the world? If the spit star can drown people, King An would have been chilled long ago, so how could he be bouncing here!

"The minister has seen His Royal Highness An."

Scolding, disgusting, disgusting, people are still a prince on the face, and the courtesy cannot be neglected. Otherwise, who knows if An Wang will use his failure to salute as his little braid to make trouble with Sheng Shang?

"Brother Emperor, I'm back!"

Yan Chen couldn't believe that King An could be so bold, so he went up and hugged Sheng Shang's arm! This person, this person also has a problem with his brain? How did this pair of brothers who dislike each other suddenly become so harmonious? !

Emperor Zhao wanted to laugh when he saw her excited little face. He hadn't had this relaxed feeling for a long time, so even though she was a bear, he felt that she could bear it. "I heard that you gave Princess Hu a special gift, why, have you prepared one for me as well?"

Linglong waved her hand and said: "She gave it to me, I just gave it back to her. Brother Huang, do you have anything to do with the world, and you have to ask for a gift from my poor brother. You are too stubborn, why don't you tell me? Open the private library and let your poor, helpless, weak and cute brother come in and have a look?"

Governor Yan Da felt extremely depressed and even began to doubt his life.

Emperor Zhao really got involved with Linglong: "I raised you for so many years, how many misfortunes have you caused, and how many girls have been harmed? Have I ever said anything about you? If you are not grateful, you still want my private bank? Why didn't I know that Wang An was still such a thick-skinned guy?"

Linglong turned to hold up her white and tender little face: "But the courtier is a cute duck! Take a look at the body and mind and take a breath to prolong your life, plus the sincerity of the courtier who has gone through fire and water for the emperor brother, where are those in the private library? Can a living creature without life be comparable? Brother Huang, don't you think?"

Emperor Zhao completely convinced Wang An's shamelessness, he couldn't compare to this. "Successful, I will allow you to go in and pick one."

Yan Chen:...

I have done so much and have never seen the saint so generous!

Linglong immediately got up with joy, ready to go to Zhaodi's private library to pick up the most shining treasure and bring it back to the deserted sea. She knew that the emperor's little treasury was full of rare treasures in the world, and she liked it!

Wang An is like a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace, leaving a heavy psychological shadow on the innocent Yan Dadudu. He turned his head and watched An Wang's back disappear. When he turned back, he saw a smile on the corner of his mouth. At this moment Governor Yan Da was completely unable to speak, because he didn't know how to describe the miraculous farce in front of him in his barren language.

Suddenly the two royal brothers who were not pleasing to the eye suddenly got better. King An didn’t want to rebel and didn’t want to cut off King An’s head. The King also generously opened his private vault to let King An go in and pick a baby...

"Yan Chen, go to check up with Princess Hu, the important things are not big or small, and you can't miss a single piece of news."

Yan Chen, who was still skeptical in his life, stopped thinking about business affairs, but he was a little puzzled about Emperor Zhao's order: "Holy, Taifei Hu is related to Wang An's rebellion?"

"Who knows." Zhaodi said slowly, "My brother Xiong, who loves to die, has grown up to look like what he is today, but I'm really sorry for his mother who is known for his virtuous talent."

Yes, this is really weird.

When Taifei Hu was not married, she was a well-known talented woman. After she gave birth to Queen An, the first emperor was promoted to the position and was able to personally raise Wang. Before that, she had been living with Taifei Hu.

But who is King An?

The heart is taller than the sky, the stomach is full of straw, and there is no talent but fascinated with confidence. The throne should be his, he is no worse than Zhaodi...Who instilled these strange ideas into him?

How can a mother, or a brilliant mother, be willing to raise her son?

Whether it is Yan Chen or Emperor Zhao, they are absolutely sure that Wang An is not pretending, he is really stupid and incompetent.

After all, no one knows that Emperor Zhao will eventually ascend to the throne, not anyone else. What's more, Emperor Zhao is not the kind of faint monarch who rushes to kill him. He usually chooses to be tolerant and does not resent the people of the world because of his tragic past.

Yan Chen led the way.

Soon after, Linglong returned happily, holding a huge pearl in her hand that glowed even if she was covered with a red cloth during the day. When Emperor Zhao saw it, he suddenly chuckled, "You have a good eye."

"Of course, the dazzling array of eyes almost blinded me when I entered, but I have seen it carefully and it is the brightest."

This pearl is indeed precious, but compared with other more precious and priceless treasures in Zhaodi's private library, this pearl is just average, so Zhaodi is not distressed, and Linglong is also very satisfied.

Zhaodi thinks that sister Xiong is really cute compared to brother Xiong...a fart!

At night, he knew that his thoughts were pure farts!

Bears are not good for men and women!

Linglong insisted on sleeping with Emperor Zhao for fear of being discovered. She also plausibly said that it would be bad if her true identity was discovered by a sensitive palace clerk, because she has always been inaccurate in her menstrual affairs, and she is not sure when she will. Come, and she feels safe only when she is with the emperor brother.

Zhaodi squinted at her: "Do you want to go to my dragon bed?"

Linglong sighed and looked very sad: "Since the emperor is unwilling, then the courtier will lay the floor. Anyway, the courtier is not loved in this world. No one really treats his courtiers, even those women. Either the mother concubine, they all have plans for the courtiers, and now even the emperor brothers are like this... Well, maybe this is life, there is no difference between being alive and dead. Sometimes the courtiers can’t help thinking, begging for nothing. What are you doing up to now? I thought that the Imperial Brotherhood was the most important spiritual pillar of the courtiers, but I didn’t expect that even such a small matter would be unwilling. People..."

Zhaodi was jumped by the blue veins on her small mouth and forehead, "Do you still remember your true identity? You don't understand whether men and women are seven years old?"

"What's the matter! Who knows except the emperor!" Linglong stomped angrily, "and I have not been raised as a woman. How do I know the difference? Is there any difference other than bleeding underneath? Sleep on a bed? What's wrong, you are my brother and not someone else!"

"Ah, I get it!" She suddenly slapped her thigh and made an expression of sudden realization.

Zhaodi suddenly felt bad, and was about to tell her to silence, she had already started.

"No wonder the monk said that he wants you to stand as a virgin, brother emperor. Together with him is to imply that you are not looking for a woman but—"

Under Zhaodi's death gaze, Linglong shut her mouth obediently and made a zipper action. Zhaodi didn't understand it, but it didn't prevent him from knowing what she meant and she didn't dare to say it anymore.

He lifted the quilt coldly: "Get on."

Linglong immediately kicked off her shoes and climbed up. Zhaodi's bed was warm and she went in joyfully, occupying a large area. Zhaodi was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Is that what you said as long as you divide it into a small piece?"

She quickly retracted her hands and feet: "Mistakes and mistakes."

Mistake...Fart!

In the middle of the night, Emperor Zhaodi didn’t know how many times he woke up, and he didn’t want to wake up. He will have to get up early tomorrow to go to court. There are still a lot of papers for government affairs to approve the meeting, but who can sleep with his neck tightly strangled. Where is it?

He didn't think it before, but now that he is sleeping on a bed, he realizes that sister bear is really petite. It's just such a small soft ball, looking very well-behaved, but sleeping very poorly. It is obviously two bedspreads. She can rush over in a while, hug him tightly as a pillow, pull it open and put it back. Will come again.

Zhaodi had many brothers and sisters, but they were almost killed by him. The only few left were all guarding themselves and behaved with their tails sandwiched. Only King An, who loved to die in his life, jumped like a grasshopper every day, just seeing Zhaodi When he was about to be cut off, he suddenly became a younger sister, and his whole person was completely renewed, full of vitality, obviously very unlucky, but carefree.

Zhaodi was actually a little bit envious.