Chapter 434

This is the anti-theft seal

But the more she ate, the more hungry she became. The burning hunger made her unable to control herself and made her toss up turbulent waves in the desolate sea.

In such torture, she gave up the slaughter and plundering of human souls and quietly returned to the Guixu dragon palace. In order to avoid hunger, the Dragon Girl chose to sleep again.

Then she went to a world in her dream, grew up like an ordinary person, and got an unreserved love from human beings.

When the Dragon Girl wakes up from her dream, she understands that the human soul can only satisfy her hunger for a short time. If she really wants to experience "satisfaction", then only "love" is her food. When she understands this truth, there will be lonely souls on the barren sea. She devours them and goes to the world where they are, so she can digest the souls and take them as her own. If she can find pure and full love in the world, she can keep awake for a long time after returning to the desolate sea without sleeping again.

The human souls who came to the wasteland sea are all related to water. The Dragon woman even left a drowned soul as her servant to guard the Guixu dragon palace for her when she left the wasteland sea.

Up to now, she can't remember how many people's love she ate.

But the world... Um... The Dragon girl is also very distressed. Yong'an Hou's love exudes a fishy smell. It can be expected that it is not so delicious, but if she doesn't eat it, she may forget who she is in the next world!

Forget it, she has never been a person who would rather be short than excessive. The Dragon girl always refuses anyone for food.

The Dragon girl is the only dragon who lives in nothingness and enjoys eternal existence. She had no relatives or companions, so she learned the word "Linglong" in the world and took it as her name. She soon learned the rules of human life and worked hard for food.

Without a professor or guidance, Linglong lived a lonely and happy life. She doesn't stick to the way of heaven and does whatever she wants. Except that she doesn't pay attention to any life, fortunately, hunger is prohibited, which makes her work a little more measured and no longer devour her soul and be unscrupulous like when she first came out of the desert sea.

Now she occasionally secretly eats a few extra souls, and heaven and earth will turn a blind eye.

Beautiful looks come from heaven or heredity, but beauties need to be pampered. There are few women who can maintain soft skin and charming mood in a rough environment. Her beauty comes from herself, because she is the most beautiful dragon. She can keep her youth and beauty forever without maintenance. How can human beings compare with her?

Therefore, Chu Zhi, who was left out in the cold for more than a month, almost couldn't recognize Linglong when she saw her again.

The skin that can be broken by blowing bombs and the carefree attitude can only be obtained in the luxurious life. Chu Zhi is just a servant who is despised by his wife. Everyone in the Hou house has the meaning of his wife and knows that she is not loved by his wife. Who will look at her in the eye. It is a small thing to exclude and bully Chu Zhi on weekdays. It is a big thing that Chu Zhi's expensive clothes and jewelry have been robbed. Without the rouge powder given to her by her wife, she lost Peiyu mingluan. In addition, she was unable to see the Marquis for dozens of days, and her heart was full of thoughts. The whole person became haggard and old. She was very different from the charming maid more than a month ago.

The original owner really took the maid who grew up together as a sister. However, if the original owner had all the beautiful clothes, he always remembered to prepare one for Chu Zhi. Even the original owner's parents had green eyes for Chu Zhi and asked Chu Zhi to marry her. Who knows, but they paid for her daughter's life and soul. I don't know how the couple would react if they knew the truth.

"Madam! Madam, I know I'm wrong. Please let me come back and serve you! Madam! " Chu Zhi crawled on the ground as soon as she came in, and her posture was very low. Now she had no other choice. The servants in the same room saw her very tightly and wanted to sneak out to find Hou ye in the middle of the night? There was no way. Even her three meals a day were made trouble. Either she accidentally hit her and spilled it, or she grabbed some soil leaves inside. Chu Zhi didn't feel very comfortable these days.

She is really desperate. Although she will be tortured by staying with her wife, at least she will have a chance to see the marquis. Who else can save her at this moment? At present, I only hope that my wife can take care of her past feelings. Look, she is soft in her humble attitude and spare her this time.

"I know it's wrong." Linglong opened her apricot eyes slightly in surprise“ Then tell me, what's wrong with you? "

Chu Zhi lowered her head and didn't dare to lift her head: "the maid's fault is that she shouldn't be unclean. She shouldn't steal the lady's jade pendant, and she shouldn't serve her poorly. She almost made hot tea burn her lady, and she shouldn't sophistry about her innocence --"

"Good, good." Linglong was moved to put down the cake in her hand, got up in person, bent down and helped Chu Zhi up. Her beautiful eyes were full of tenderness and comfort“ You and I have grown up together since childhood. I regard you as a sister in my heart. If you don't repent, how can I be willing to leave you? Now it's OK. If you admit your mistake with me, I won't be angry. In the future, we'll still be sisters as usual and share everything. What do you say? "

Chu Zhi fell into a beautiful future described by Linglong. She was about to nod her head and promise, but suddenly found that her wife didn't laugh. She suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly knelt down again, "I dare not! I dare not! My maidservant was born in a humble family. She is just a slave. How can she be a sister with her wife! I also asked my wife's grace to let the slave and maid wait around and do some work, and the slave and maid would be satisfied. "

Linglong smiled again: "you, really, but since you ask so, if I don't agree, it's too inhumane."

She stretched out her hands and said to chushuang, "how about the Impatiens juice you prepared?"

"Go back, madam. Well, I'll get it now."

Chu Zhi got up and stood aside. She bent slightly to show her inferiority. Her eyes could not help but be attracted by the green catkins stretched out by Linglong. What kind of hands were they? They were white, thin and delicate, like tender bamboo shoots just peeled out. There were no defects, and there were ordinary respect and treatment, which made her hands free of even a thin cocoon. The manicure is round and neat, unlike Chuzhi, because she always has to work. As soon as her nails stay long, they are full of ash.

She used to be slender and dyed with Cardan, but now her hands are old and wrinkled, with thick cocoons, and even deformed because she always does heavy work.

Chu Shuang took Impatiens juice and carefully painted Linglong's nails. Just after painting one hand, Chu Xue came in and reported that the Marquis was back.

Linglong noticed that Chu Zhi couldn't hide her joy for a moment, and smiled in her heart. She thought this was her chance? No, this is her hell.

Yong'an Hou was recently fascinated by his wife fan. As soon as his daily duty was over, he hurried home without drinking with his colleagues. Everyone laughed at him, but he didn't care. How do those single dogs know the feeling of a soft and charming wife in their arms? It's stupid to use the drainage water in this cold day as a memorial.

Isn't it better to come back and enjoy the pleasure of fish and water with your wife than to blow the cold wind outside?

As soon as he entered the door, his tall body seemed to bring a cold wind. Linglong didn't lift her head. She didn't do anything virtuous in front of Yong'an Hou. The original owner was virtuous enough. Unfortunately, Yong'an Hou didn't like it. He was hooked by Chu Zhi because of Chu Zhi's thin horse temperament.

But a thin horse is a thin horse, which can't be put on the table. How can it be compared with the beauty of the country and the city.

In Linglong, there is no difference between men and women, but Yongan Hou has become her alternative food, so she is allowed to linger for a long time. She likes his handsome appearance and strong body, so she has to maintain it until she eats him. As for Chu Zhi, she didn't eat. She was like a cat that caught a mouse. She teased and played heartily before the mouse died and tortured it to death.

Seeing that Hou Yong'an waved the first frost and sat down in front of Linglong, he also took over the small brush stained with Impatiens juice in the first frost's hand. Linglong sneered: "Lord Hou is really interested. Why do you like these women's things, too?"

"The pleasure of the boudoir is pleasant." Yong'an Hou didn't think much of her sarcasm, but felt that such a wife had a different kind of loveliness. It is the first time for him to do such a delicate thing as taking swords, going to the battlefield and killing enemies. Linglong's eyes narrowed. "It's ugly. Go away and let the first frost come."

Chu Shuang was about to come, but he was stared back by Yong'an Hou. The ferocity of the handmaids turned into a small favor in front of Linglong. "Don't be angry. Let me paint it for my husband again."

These delicate little hands are held in the palm like tender tofu. He often licks, kisses and bites them in the bed. Now he can play well. Where can he let go.

"OK." Linglong is also very talkative“ I'll paint it for the Marquis later. "

Yong'an Hou: "

The exquisite days were finally a little more comfortable. This comfort came not only from her daily life, but also from her eyes.

After eating and wearing, the waste Prince gradually recovered his human appearance. Linglong looked at him with her chin. She was very happy: she liked it even if her character was worse. What's more, the waste Prince suddenly found that he was very gentle and considerate to her. Although he didn't like to talk like a Muggle, he was also very cute when she flirted with him.

Good looking, what can't be forgiven?

Winter gradually passed, and Xici alley gradually changed. The once deserted yard full of weeds has been cleaned up. Although there are no precious flowers and plants to plant, a large vegetable garden has been opened up. The dilapidated house was also repaired. When spring came, it was full of vitality. At the beginning of autumn, it was fruitful.

Even more needless to say in the house, although the tables, chairs, benches and beds are still old, the dishes, chopsticks and bedding are clean and neat. Although the quilt covers are washed white, the quilt inside is good - exquisite. If anything is missing, she will go to the royal palace to be shunyibo. As for her precious bedclothes wrapped with branches and brocade, she has long been worn out and changed into dishcloth by the waste crown prince.

There was no prince's airs on him. He even took care of Linglong by carrying water, watering vegetables, washing and cooking. He obeyed her and became an ordinary folk man.

Linglong is the only person in the world who is willing to stay with him when he is covered with filth. Therefore, in order to keep this person, he must plan something.

The days in Xici alley are peaceful and peaceful. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. If they are really ordinary people, there is nothing wrong with living like this. But the waste Prince often sees Linglong and thinks she should live a better life. Her beauty should not be unknown in such a place. She should be equipped with brocade, silk and jade dishes and live in a golden house to be worshipped by the world. As Linglong said, in this world, only the real dragon emperor can sit on the throne, and is qualified to attract her attention.

The waste Prince is so beautiful.

"Xiuwen! Xiuwen! "

When the waste Prince heard Linglong calling him in the room, he quickly wiped his wet hands on the simple apron and walked into the room. She had just woke up and her beautiful eyes were hazy. She was looking at him coyly: "I can't find my belly pocket!"

Hearing that she was looking for a belly pocket, the waste Prince did not change his face. "I made you a new one, and I'll wash the old one." Then he turned to open the red paint mottled wardrobe and took out a pink and white embroidered belly pocket. After several months of training, Prince Xiuwen, who was praised by the ministers for his talent and wisdom, even learned to embroider and cut clothes. A few days ago, Linglong didn't know where to get exquisite materials. Her skin was delicate. He made the cloth into personal clothes and embroidered several butterflies who wanted to fly.

Linglong tilted her head to see him take out a new belly pocket from the cabinet and took it over: "but I've only worn that one for a day and it's not dirty."

"Well..." the waste prince said vaguely, "you change your clothes first, and I'll go out."

It was as if there were some ghosts chasing after him. Linglong looked at his back and burst out laughing: "stupid goose." They slept in the same bed day and night. She was defenseless, but he obeyed the etiquette and didn't dare to touch her. Maybe he felt that he had buried her now. Usually, Linglong rolled into the arms of the waste prince. He was stiff and wanted to hold and didn't dare to hold, for fear of being abrupt. But recently, the silly goose seems to be enlightened. Although he still hasn't done anything to Linglong, he dares to kiss her. Although it's the most intimate, Linglong doesn't know what he did with her personal clothes.

After the waste prince went out, he saw the half dry peony belly pocket that had been washed and hung on the rope. Jun blushed and calmed down immediately. She didn't know anything, and he would never tell her what he had done

Exquisite breakfast is very simple, a bowl of boiled rice porridge, two dishes of pickles made by the waste prince himself, and a small bowl of egg soup. The waste Prince got up early. She didn't get up early. He always ate and made another one she liked. But recently he began to toss himself again. He was thin and not in human shape, but he was ugly. Linglong didn't ask him what he was doing.

Although there is a different taste of plain tea, plain rice, porridge and small dishes, Linglong is not as good as the shark's fin and bear's paw of delicacies. Linglong is suffering from hunger. If she wants to suffer like this, it's no different from killing her.

In addition to eating, most of the Dragon Girl's Day is sleeping. When she returns to the Dragon Palace in the ruins, if there is no floating soul, she can even sleep for a long time to prevent digestion from being too fast. Although fireworks are flourishing in the world, Linglong has lived for so long. No matter how funny things are, they can't be more attractive than delicious love.

She sat on the bench in the corridor outside the house, which was made for her by the waste prince. He was full of poetry and books and had a wide range of experience. Therefore, at that time, he groped for carpentry and almost sawed off his fingers. Although the wooden chair was rough, it could be put on a soft cotton cushion, which was also comfortable. Linglong sat on it and watched the waste Prince scoop water to grow vegetables. He opened the stone on the pickle jar to check the pickles inside. His eyes were empty.

As soon as the waste Prince looked back, he saw Linglong's absent-minded appearance outside the sky, and his heart immediately panicked. He didn't realize it. After more than half a year, his heart had completely rushed on Linglong. When she was happy, he was happy and more motivated. When she frowned, he panicked and tried to make her happy. But no matter how long it has passed, the waste Prince is still worried about how to keep her if she feels impatient to leave one day.

The place like Xici alley is too simple and poor. She is really wronged to live here.

"Exquisite." He washed his hands, wiped them clean, came to her, didn't sit down, but knelt on one knee in front of her, and carefully held her green and jade hands on her knees. These catkins are white, tender and slender without any cocoons. He tried his best to pamper them, but they are still not enough. She lives here, without beautiful clothes, gorgeous jewelry, and rouge powder to decorate her face.

She could have lived more beautiful and moving.

"Don't be angry. I'll get you out of here." He kissed her little hand and said seriously.

Linglong looked at him lazily. What she wanted was the love of the waste prince. She wouldn't do anything for him, let alone win the throne for him. Of course, he had to do his own things“ When, when, what minute, what second? "

"Soon." When the waste prince saw that her expression changed slightly, he immediately smiled. He always knew that she loved her face and didn't hesitate to please her with this handsome face“ If you put up with the last time, I will let you live a better life than everyone else. "

At this moment, the throne and revenge are no longer important. The waste Prince just wants to keep the girl in front of him and use all his money.

Linglong looked at him for a few seconds. Her expressionless face suddenly showed a bright smile: "of course I believe you. I really want to go out." She hugged the waste prince“ Why should we be bullied like this? It's not like letting things go, is it? I'm still waiting for you to take me out and make me beautiful, so that I can bully my sister back! "

The waste prince was relieved. No matter how he planned, he couldn't figure out how to please and love, so that she could have more affection for herself.

On the third day after that, people came to the palace. This is the person in the palace who came back from the Xici alley. He is also the emperor's close eunuch and the head of Duke Jiang! Father Jiang grew up watching the abandoned prince. When the queen was still there, he received the favor of the queen, so the queen was gone, and he has always taken good care of Prince Xiuwen. Later, Prince Xiuwen was abolished. He tried to find someone to take care of Prince Xiuwen in Xici alley. It's a pity that even Duke Jiang can't go anywhere in Xici alley. After receiving the secret letter from Prince Xiuwen, he naturally obeyed his orders. The emperor was really soft hearted and asked him to come to Xici alley and call the prince into the palace“ Your highness - "father Jiang." The waste Prince first held father-in-law Jiang, "I'm not the East Palace anymore. I can't afford the word your highness."“ What did your highness say? In the slave's heart, you will always be the prince. " Duke Jiang wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. "Everything has been done according to your Highness's orders. The emperor still cares about you in his heart, otherwise he won't ask the slave to come to the palace late at night --" I won't go. "“ At that time, I will meet with the emperor. Your highness, just take a soft one - what? "“ I won't go into the palace. " Father Jiang was stunned: "Your Highness is confused! This is an opportunity to reconcile with the emperor. How can you -- "don't you believe me?" The waste Prince smiled gently, but his eyes were not excited by the emperor. His blind eye was as dark as midnight, and there was nothing colder than this eye“ When you go back, tell the emperor truthfully that the sinner Xiuwen wants to end his life here, and he will not be the son of the emperor again. " Duke Jiang stared: "Your Highness --" do as I say, if you still recognize me as the master in your heart. " Jiang Gong wanted to stop talking, but he finally backed out. After he returned to the palace, the emperor was waiting in his bedroom. When he saw that father Jiang came back, but there was no one else behind him, he suddenly changed his face. Then he heard Father Jiang say that the waste crown prince didn't want to come back at all, and even didn't want to admit their father-son relationship. The emperor was furious, brushed his sleeve and fell the tea set on the table. His angry chest couldn't stop fluctuating: "it's against him! Turn him around! How dare he say that! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation