Chapter 881

78th dragon scale (7)

Obviously, no one thought of the legendary Mrs. Zhu, who never appeared in front of people and only lived in his population. This time, she not only attended the Palace Banquet, but also made a very high profile, so high that you can't ignore her.

In fact, no one dares to see her more. Without him, such a face and aura will only surprise others. Who will think about the rumors about her in the capital in the past? Moreover, Mr. Zhu is here, and who dares to question it?

But the women's family members are going to the back hall after all, and Linglong is no exception.

"I can do it alone."

Although Linglong said so, Zhu Xingyuan's eyebrows still frowned slightly. Maybe he didn't notice, "if something happens, come to me the first time, and I'll be in the front hall. Do you know how to get to the front hall? It's the way we just came. If you can't find it, just ask a palace man. "

Linglong nodded, "I see."

There were women nearby who noticed this scene and were very envious, because Zhu Xingyuan was the only one who sent his wife to the inner hall. When he left, he was still reluctant to give up. It seemed that he couldn't leave Linglong for a moment, which also surprised many people. He thought that the rumors were true. Mr. Zhu really loved his wife, but when he thought about it, he had such a wife, Other women in the world have become mediocre fat and vulgar powder. No wonder Mr. Zhu always speaks to the beauties who throw themselves into his arms.

Zhu Xingyuan walked away step by step and looked at Linglong very funny. He waved to him and sat down immediately. Zhu Xingyuan not only sent her to the back hall, but also found a seat for her in person. After placing her, she left. Linglong was surrounded by relatives of other senior officials. It was clear that so many people were watching her. She was the focus of the crowd, but she was not nervous at all, As if at home, those who want to see her joke are boring themselves.

The princess of Xincheng saw Zhu Xingyuan leave with her own eyes. As soon as she entered the hall, the women's family members saluted her one after another. Therefore, the only person who sat still was particularly eye-catching.

"This must be Mrs. Zhu."

The princess of the new city led a group of palace people behind her to Linglong slowly. It was the Royal Princess's demeanor, noble and arrogant. "It's better to see than to hear. I just wish my wife never leaves home. Why don't you even understand the rules? She doesn't salute when she sees this palace?"

All the women's families look at each other and look at each other. The princess of Xincheng is 18 years old this year and still hasn't married. Everyone knows that she is infatuated with Mr. Zhu. However, the goddess has a dream. Wang Xiangwang is ruthless. Mr. Zhu is a real person with pure heart and few desires. She doesn't care about fame and wealth. She never cares about beauty. What's the status of a princess? Mr. Zhu is the one who dares to confront the emperor!

However, this man has amazing talent. Often the emperor Longyan gets angry and says in a rage that he wants to cut off his head. Next time, he will honestly ask Mr. Zhu's opinions and ask Mr. Zhu for advice.

Linglong tilted her head and looked at the princess of Xincheng. Her eyes and expressions were careless, but her back was stretched and dared not relax. Even the princess of Xincheng felt a little pressure.

A moment later, the red lips slightly opened: "if you don't salute, you won't salute. What do you want?"

This, this is what attitude!

The princess of Xincheng was angry and the women were surprised. How could anyone dare to talk to the princess like this? Does she want fame or death?!

Without waiting for the princess to get angry, she repeated again: "what do you want?"

Yes, what about the new town princess?

Zhu Xingyuan's importance to the emperor is self-evident. He doesn't love fame and wealth. Nothing can keep him. He doesn't need the reward given by the emperor. It's impossible for the imperial court to leave him, but he has no sense of belonging to the imperial court. If Mr. Zhu wants to return to the throne one day, everyone believes it.

In front of so many people, does the princess of Xincheng dare to punish Linglong? Dare you fight Linglong?

She dare not.

Because this is Zhu Xingyuan's confidence in Linglong. The reason why he wants to be an official without fame and wealth is that Linglong doesn't have to bow to others at any time and anywhere. Of course, the princess of Xincheng is the emperor's favorite daughter, but compared with rivers and mountains, the former occupies too little weight.

But even if this is a fact that we all know in our hearts, no one will be as arrogant and straightforward as Linglong.

She doesn't like to bow down to human beings, especially those who are hostile to herself like the princess of the new city.

At this time, the palace man said in a loud voice, "here comes the queen."

This sound also happened to solve the siege of the princess of Xincheng everywhere. All the women's families turned to the upper seat and saluted the queen who had just appeared. Linglong still sat where she was and only nodded to the queen.

The queen was not angry. The emperor gaine took the initiative to tell her that I wish her a naive lady who was not proficient in secular affairs. Maybe the etiquette was not considerate enough and asked her to take care of her more. The empress is different from others. She is no longer in the prime of her youth. Naturally, her heart to compete for beauty has been extinguished. Every year, some young and beautiful people enter the harem. I wish my husband a fairy like life. People will love it when they look at it, but she won't enter the palace. What can she exclude?

As for the new town princess, it was not the daughter born from her belly, and the queen didn't care.

Linglong did not salute the princess of Xincheng nor the empress. The former intended to make things difficult, but the latter was calm. Is the queen not as noble as the princess? Princess Xincheng naturally realized this and hated it.

Her biological mother, concubine Zhao, and the empress are mortal enemies. However, she is not happy. She only gave birth to a daughter of the princess of Xincheng, but the empress gave birth to three sons. Now her eldest son has been granted the crown prince, and the emperor is not confused. As long as the crown prince doesn't do anything treacherous, the identity of the next emperor is certain. How can the princess of Xincheng dare to fight against the empress? In the future, she and Princess Zhao will rely on the breath of the queen to survive!

She wanted to isolate Linglong, but the empress took the initiative to invite Linglong to talk to her. If she treated Linglong differently at the beginning because of the emperor's orders, then after a little chat, the empress's love for Linglong came from her heart, and even praised Mr. Zhu and his wife as a fairy couple, a rare match in the world.

Listen to this in the new town princess's ears, can you not pierce your heart?

It's the same as the princess of Xincheng's face in public. Rao is that no one dares to joke. The princess of Xincheng also feels that her face is burning. She didn't dare to hate the queen, so she had to hate Linglong. It was a pity that this hatred was too insignificant to even get Linglong's attention.

The palace banquet will last until the evening. In order to liven up the atmosphere, the empress will also take out some treasures as a reward and organize the women's families to do some small games. It must be hot and noisy. However, Linglong didn't participate. She sat there lazily and talked about her sitting posture. She was different from the ladies nowadays. She just sat very casually, but she didn't seem vulgar, On the contrary, there is a sense of leisure.

She didn't like the way she played on the court, and the empress wouldn't be embarrassed. Therefore, Linglong watched while tasting the delicious food on the table, but the princess of Xincheng refused to let her go. "I wish Mrs. Zhu and Mr. Zhu have loved each other for many years, and must be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry and Fu? I wonder if the palace will have a chance to ask for advice? "

Linglong smiled: "of course, as long as the princess can afford to lose."

The princess of new town turned black.

Even if the princess of Xincheng had confidence in her own strength, she was still attacked. In the past, she always heard people say that every time the new deal was implemented, there were always stereotyped ministers in the court who opposed it. Mr. Zhu often fought with Confucianism and said that those individuals were red faced and ashamed. The princess of Xincheng only thought that Mr. Zhu was really powerful, and those people didn't look at their virtue, Do you deserve to be compared with Mr. Zhu? It's just a group of people who are jealous of virtue and ability. They can't compare with Mr. Zhu. They just say some sour words behind their backs and add jokes for nothing.

Now, she can suddenly understand the ministers who are crushed by Zhu Xingyuan.

The empress also smiled. Unlike other empresses, she was the emperor's wife and had the honor to witness Zhu Xingyuan arguing with the emperor in the imperial study. Not to mention those ministers, even the emperor was often beaten down. Now she can see that the couple are worthy of being two. They are not only excellent in ability, but also the means of running people is first-class!

Don't give a look, still crush.

Princess Xincheng's face is very ugly!

Zhao Fei, who was sitting next to the empress, didn't look good, but Zhao Fei's face was ugly. The empress was more comfortable. The more she looked at Linglong, the more pleasing she was. She only hated that she had only three sons in her life and would have a bad body. Otherwise, if she had a little princess, she would have to be raised like this!

Soon after the dishes of the Palace Banquet were almost the same, Zhu Xingyuan first left with the emperor and came to the hall to pick up Linglong. The back hall was full of women's dependents. He waited outside the hall. The empress joked: "Mr. Zhu can't leave his wife for a while and a half. How long has it been? He can't help looking for someone!"

As soon as the empress took the lead, the others began to speak good words. Linglong got up and left, and saw Zhu Xingyuan standing on the path, smiling and looking at her.

Like the moon in the sky, it is cold, noble and gentle.

She rushed to him and was held in his arms. They held hands tightly and neither of them loosened.

Linglong is naturally the most popular at this Palace Banquet. This is her first and last appearance in the capital, because Zhu Xingyuan resigned!

Even if the emperor resolutely forbids it, he will resign! When the Emperor didn't respond, he put his official seal and robe at home and eloped with Linglong in a carriage. How can he really live in a small world with such a big world? He also wanted to go with her to see the mountains, rivers and seas and see the flowers.

However, he did a lot of things along the way. Perhaps it was because he was broad-minded. Zhu Xingyuan's calligraphy and painting were more sought after by people. Those who could get his calligraphy were ecstatic. Even the emperor was angry when he received the letter of peace from him, and then carefully collected the letter.

After wandering Ben Chao, they boarded the sailing ship.

The sea is boundless, blue as washing, sometimes calm and sometimes turbulent, but there are only two of them, no one else.

Zhu Xingyuan is very old.

As night fell, he lay quietly in Linglong's arms. They sat on the deck and looked up at a brilliant starry sky. The moonlight sprinkled on the sparkling sea, like thousands of stars falling into the water. Linglong was still like a girl. In the former world, they would grow old together and leave together, but this time, she was the only one to leave.

In fact, if he had left her earlier, he could continue to live - like at first sight, one world at a time, long and endless.

As long as his heart is empty.

But after being filled with love and tenderness, Zhu Xingyuan doesn't want to embrace emptiness anymore. He would rather dissipate satisfactorily at the moment than continue to be lonely.

"I want to... Be a part of Linglong." He whispered, "before I die."

Stars live for tens of billions of years and will eventually fall. When their emptiness is filled, they will no longer hesitate. Before each star falls, they must meet the people they love.

Linglong lowered her head, held him in her arms and gently pressed him against his face: "... HMM."

This only soul, which is almost impossible to grasp and will soon disappear with the sea breeze, with his remaining memory and residual temperature, is swallowed up into the dragon's body little by little.

From then on, the stars are no longer empty, nor will they be confused and hesitant in time and space. He stopped wandering and completely eliminated resentment and sadness.

Be one with her and become a part of her.

Linglong was the only one left on the ship. In fact, she had long known that his soul was slowly dying - and she could do everything except create a new soul and retain his soul.

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That was a long time ago.

Linglong lies on the huge coral bed of the Dragon Palace in Guixu and dreams.

She saw some villages between the mountains. People in these villages would climb to the top of the highest mountain every year to sacrifice a temple built there.

It is said that God will bless them with good weather, happiness and health.

But there is no God in this world, and what is enshrined in that temple is only a clay body.

But the villagers are very pious, rain or shine. Day after day, year after year, they believed in the gods in the temple until one day - their faith gave birth to gods.

The God is a handsome and gentle man. He always stands on the temple and looks at his believers quietly and compassionately.

He is willing to meet any of their requirements, good weather, happiness and well-being. He uses his divine power to protect them and never asks for return. As long as we see people's smiles on their faces and see that they are happy and moved by happiness, the God will unconsciously feel warm. It is a feeling he has never experienced but deeply attached to. It is human beings who have given him such feelings. Therefore, he also wants to give them such feelings.

What can we do to better protect mankind? He can resist natural disasters for them, expel evil deeds and diseases for them, and bring them light and hope.

How cute.

Humans are so lovely. They are so kind and pure, and everyone glitters. What the gods like to do most is to stand on the temple and look down on his believers - they are living happily, smiling like that. The gods want to protect them regardless of everything.

The gods are deeply in love with mankind.

He loved these intelligent creatures and even began to desire to be one of them. So one day, the villagers who came to worship the temple found a beautiful baby lying on the altar under the statue.

They picked up the baby. The child grew up in a hundred families' meals and clothes. He was born with the ability to listen to the voice of all things, like an elf in the mountains. He always smiled and tried his best to help others.

We lived happily together until... The mountains and forests rolled up a roaring and dancing fire. The fire burned out the forest and no crops. Countless happy people lost their happiness, followed by pouring rain for months. After the rain stopped, there was another terrible plague.

Countless people have lost their parents, wives, children, one arm, one eye, physical deformity, hunger, cold and pain.

Only the child who eats a hundred meals and wears a hundred clothes doesn't.

His eyes are still gentle and bright, and he is full of love for everyone. In the bare mountains, as long as he enters the mountains, he can find food, clean water and life-saving herbs for everyone - as if, as if the child is not a mortal, but an incarnation of God!

The temples on the top of the mountains are rotten, and the clay statues are mottled and faded. People think that the gods have punished them who do not know how to be grateful.

Because they were too complacent to believe in the God, the God chose to take back everything they had given them - people think so.

Under the divination of a respected prophet in the village, people learned that the gods needed the purest sacrifice before they could have mercy on them again.

The prosperity of the mountains, wild fruits and dew are not pure enough.

Only that child was so pure and beautiful from beginning to end.

People driven crazy by suffering forget how they welcomed the child. They only know that it was after the child appeared that so many disasters were caused. Before that, the God adults believed in by people had never abandoned them. Now, no matter how they worship, the God adults will not respond. Isn't it the child's fault? He appeared on the altar of the temple. He defiled the temple! Insulted the gods!

The child with dirty face and many scars on his body ran out of the mountain with a lot of wild fruits in his arms and some herbs in the basket behind him. The child was overjoyed to see his original villagers, but he was covered in his mouth, blindfolded, tied his limbs, put on a long shoulder pole, and sent him to the altar of the temple according to the oldest sacrificial method in the village.

To open the abdomen, take out the dirty viscera, dig out the eyes and tongue, put an end to his resentment and remove the dirty parts of the body, so as to give the purest and cleanest body and soul to the God.

It hurts.

The belly was cut open alive, the eyes were removed, the tongue was cut off, the blood was cleaned, and there was nothing left in the abdominal cavity. It was like a sheep to be slaughtered. It could only feel the passage of life in despair, and the bones were so cold that they would break.

The child died very quietly with empty eyes.

The prophet sang ancient ballads and told the gods that they had offered the purest and cleanest sacrifice for him. He hoped that the gods could forgive their firmness and continue to protect them, drive away diseases and disasters and bring happiness to them as before.

But no matter how they chanted or begged, the LORD God never had mercy on them again.

God, who was born because of the piety of believers, wanted to be one of them because of his love for mankind, but was sacrificed to himself as a sacrifice by his believers. Even once, when he stood in the temple and listened to people's new God, he never needed any sacrifice. A wild flower in the mountains, a drop of dew in the morning and a child's smile are the best sacrifices for him.

People gathered together, lit bonfires, sang and danced. He watched and listened on the high temple. This is the best sacrifice.

Now, everything will turn into a virtual shadow.

The mountains wailed, everything withered, lightning and thunder. God punished these human beings who killed the gods in this way.

God loved them and wanted to be them, but he was destroyed by his favorite human beings. Together with the soul born from faith, he became broken and had no memory. He began a long and long wandering only with resentment. If his resentment and emptiness do not disappear, he will fall into reincarnation forever, again and again, until he is willing to put it down and change back to the gentle God.

God forgets who he is and only remembers his emptiness. He is so empty that he is not satisfied with the empty body. Even the soul is broken and incomplete. His believers die and die one by one. He can no longer love them. The God who loses his love for human beings has not only lost his divine personality, but also lost his desire to become human beings.

He doesn't know what he exists for and what it is meaningful for, let alone what he will get from wandering around the world.

Until he met a dragon.

The Dragon filled his emptiness, let his broken soul wandering for thousands of years taste warmth again, pay love again, and regain the ability to love.

However, once the gods who lose believers put down their resentment and emptiness, they will no longer exist, because no believers in this world will remember him, and no believers will believe in him. The God who wanders in endless time is willing to stay with the people he loves, not for the future or for a long time, but fight day and night and die without regret.

The human soul can be warmed up by some means, but God can't.

The God condensed by faith is no longer a God at the moment of losing the ability of love, but a monster wandering in endless time.

Linglong suddenly opened her eyes and slowly fell back.

Ah... I just had a dream.

When I wake up, I forget.