There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter 11:

Chapter One of the second film: (1)

After finding the Book of Witch Gu and the Dragon Robe from the Prince’s East Palace, Emperor Long Yan was furious and abolished Prince Xiuwen. When King Cheng was ordered to apprehend, Prince Xiuwen refused to come to justice. He squinted against Zhongxiao and broke his right hand. After that, he was confined in the alley of Xici outside the palace, and he was silent again.

The witchcraft technique is really terrifying to the emperor whose body is gradually declining now. He no longer remembers that this is the eldest son he is proud of. He only knows that Prince Xiuwen has a reputation of benevolence and righteousness and has won the hearts of the people. He is afraid that he has the intention to usurp the throne. .

After Prince Xiuwen was banned, the scenery of the past was like the yellow flowers of yesterday. No one came to visit him in the alley of Xici, the world soon forgot the former Prince Xiuwen, and turned to curry favor with the king who is now in full swing. In the eyes of others, the prince Xiuwen is abolished, and Cheng Wang is the best and best of the remaining princes. It is estimated that he will be the next prince, but it is just a matter of time.

Can the abandoned prince make a comeback? How could it be possible that a man who was blind and broke a hand or his right hand should be a prince? What’s more, the emperor hates him so much now, and he refuses to see him again, for fear that the dead prince will be banned for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to see the sun again.

Even his prospective fiancee was changed by the emperor’s decree and given the marriage to become the king. The abandoned prince is now a lonely man, alone, and can only stay in the empty and dilapidated alley of Xici.

On the contrary, Cheng Wang was sentimental and righteous, and felt that he was too sorry for the fiancée of the waste prince, so he persuaded his father-in-law to grant a concubine to the waste prince. This concubine was said to be outstanding and talented, but it was a pity that she married a dead prince and did not even have a wedding. After wearing the wedding gown, she was carried into the alley of Xici by a small sedan chair. After that, she was silent, not to mention her dowry. . There are only a few imperial palace officials who have made mistakes in the alleys of Xicci, but no one is waiting or taking care of them. They can’t even eat three meals a day. Wang Cheng can care about the waste prince, and such a beautiful lady, Xu Fei, is really touched by this friendship. After all, before the waste prince was abolished, he and Cheng Wang had a deep brotherhood.

But they have a deep brotherhood, what does it have to do with her? ? ?

When Linglong was carried into the musty room, her whole body was in a state of unrequited love. She makes no secret of her love of luxury and extravagance, but she lives in such a ghostly place, who will serve her and what will she eat? !

Wow, this is not mentioned in the memory of the original owner, they are all reminiscing about the past!

The person who brought her in, regardless of her life or death, tied the hands and feet of the person and threw them into the house. The yard was locked, and there were only two people left here, Linglong and the waste prince. Besides that, there were no birds. Linglong’s heart broke down. She struggled for a while. The group of people was afraid of her resistance. She was **** very tightly, and her wrists were sore that she was really blinded by such a graceful body.

It seems that no one would come to untie her. In the memory of the original owner, she fell to the ground by herself and broke it with a table leg. The table leg is made of wood. I want to know how much time it took to break, no wonder she hurried afterwards. In a few years, the original owner became haggard like that-he was a fairy and beauty. Don’t even think about maintaining a beautiful appearance in this environment.

Linglong flipped her hand at will, and the knot opened. She rubbed her sore wrist and took out the red cloth tucked in her mouth. This wedding dress is also a rough and ugly one. The original owner’s father is really generous, and he did not show any pity for this concubine. Tiger poison does not eat children, let alone human. It can be seen that such a person is really suitable to be regarded as The food was eaten by her.

But forget it, she is not very hungry now, and she even has extra power, otherwise she will be hungry and have no energy, and she will have to feel wronged to live such a life before it is called aggrieved.

This bed…not to mention that it is compared with the coral bed of Guixu Dragon Palace, it is also compared with the previous one in Yong’an Houfu, and it is only for being beaten. Oh my God, how long has this quilt been washed, and how long has it been used? It’s really cold like iron for many years, and the fabric is of inferior quality. Linglong grabbed it and tore it easily—it just stabbed and shattered without much effort. Become a few pieces.

Look at the whole house again, it’s even more miserable. The walls were cracked and moss grew, the four legs of the table were uneven, the bed tents were sewn with coarse cloth, and the tops were stained with strange colors. I don’t know what they were. There were even dark blood stains on the bedding. Everything in the room is sloppy, there is no structure and disorder, Linglong almost wants to faint, she hates this kind of sloppy place the most!

Sure enough to only eat the soul of the original owner is still too bad!

But—she really wants the love of the waste prince, very, very much, if she can eat the love of the waste prince, she might be able to restore half of her strength in the next world.

While Linglong was hesitant to do something, the door full of holes on the oil paper was pushed open. In fact, Linglong didn’t think there was any need for this door. As soon as the wind blew, it made noises everywhere and couldn’t stop it. What kind of wind, why bother to open and close the door in one fell swoop, just unload it and throw it down.

The waste prince walked in.

His expression was numb and cold, he sat on the triangle chair and ate the food in his hand. Can that be considered food? Linglong would not eat when she was hungry and dying. The soup in the bowl didn’t have a bit of oil, only a few dry and poor vegetable leaves floated. As for the vegetables-there are vegetables? What kind of dishes? There is only one rough steamed bun that has become cold and hard. But the waste prince didn’t realize it. Before he was abolished, he was also a good delicacy, but now he is eating food that beggars don’t look forward to.

…Linglong has no desire to go up and grab her own food at all. The look in her disgusting eyes was too obvious, but the dead prince was completely unaware of it. He didn’t seem to care whether there was one more person or one less person in the house. He was completely obsessed with this “wife” who had never been worshipped by the world. As if she didn’t exist.

Not to mention talking to her or taking care of her.

Linglong’s heart is about to break. She looked at what the waste prince was eating, and walked with her hands behind her back to talk to him: “You just eat this? Dogs don’t eat it.”

The waste prince ignored her.

Linglong stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, then bent over to look at his dull and dim right eye carefully, and was amazed: “I’m really blind, it looks very different from the left eye.” She said, she stretched out. He wanted to poke his finger, but was avoided by the waste prince. He picked up the bowl that was missing, drank the last mouthful of soup, took the last mouthful of steamed buns, then staggered towards the bed, and fell asleep directly, with the tattered mattress covered on his body like this. In the twelfth month of winter, the cold wind was whistling, and the door was broken with biting cold air, but he seemed to be unable to feel it, numbly and completely separated from the outside world.

Linglong shivered. When she was thrown in, the group of people gave her nothing. Thinking about it now, although this wedding dress is a bit trash, it can at least keep out the wind. But how can she make herself uncomfortable, if she is uncomfortable, everyone will have to suffer together.

So she jumped straight to bed and directly gave the waste prince a great pressure. No matter how expressionless and emotional, the waste prince was almost vomiting blood due to the heavy pressure. He opened his eyes and looked at Linglong who was pressing on him coldly.

Blade-like eyes can probably kill people, but they can’t scare Linglong. She frowned and grabbed the lapels of the waste prince: “I’m so cold, why do you talk to me? How can you sleep by yourself?”

His answer was to close his eyes again.

Linglong let out a sigh, opened the rag that could be called a quilt for the first time, and dragged out the quilt on the bed. The waste prince was pushed aside by her and slept on the empty bed frame. This time he finally couldn’t ignore her anymore, and boredom appeared on the already thin and scrawny face: “If you are afraid of the cold, don’t always move.” It’s just a waste of energy.

“I’m going to move.” After saying that, she simply took down the tent, feeling extremely sad, thinking that she was served by someone before, and she didn’t need to do anything except eat and chew, and now she has to take her own pair. Yushou will take care of these dirty rags. What she has done for the waste prince at the moment, she will pay him thousands of times in the future.

Because she was not too hungry when she came to this world, Linglong completely replaced the identity of the original owner, using her own face and name. Anyway, the original owner has been eaten by her and no longer exists. It doesn’t matter whether anyone remembers it. Linglong’s transformed body is the appearance of her human form. It’s a pity that her body is a dragon. Even if she transforms into a human form, every world is brand new.

Of course you must take good care of your new body.

“I’m so beautiful, do you have the heart to let me do so much work?” Linglong cast aside the dirty and sticky account, and asked the waste prince seriously. “Don’t you have a little pity for Xiangyu Yu?”

Her human appearance is a peerless beauty. King Cheng gave her away without even seeing her, and he would definitely regret his intestines at that time.

From the time when he learned that he was about to have a “wife”, the abandoned prince had no emotions other than humiliation and anger. After Linglong “married” in, he didn’t even look at her. His heart, his whole person was dead, but when she forced her to hold his face and stare at him, he saw this. Zhang Ruhua was still shocked by the erudite prince.

Could it be that the original intention of becoming a king was not to humiliate him? Otherwise, why choose that person’s concubine?

Finally seeing the look of a normal person in the eyes of the waste prince, Linglong nodded in satisfaction and threatened: “Get up, wash these things well, I don’t want to sleep in such a dirty bed.”

She evokes people with a kind of natural arrogance and take it for granted, as if everyone in this world, in front of her, should bow their heads.