There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 442. The thirty-sixth dragon scale (3)

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On the day the country was broken, Emperor Ai ordered the palace servants to hang all the princesses and concubines with white silk before committing suicide by drinking poison.

I would rather commit suicide than bow my head to the Hugou.

Some of the backbones took the initiative to pick up the poisoned wine, and those who cried and didn't want to die were strangled by the **** from behind, and their legs were kicked on the ground, and they died. Emperor Ai looked at the tragic scene in front of him. Dozens of his daughters died in front of him, as well as his sons who died on the battlefield, in their respective palaces, and him today.

With a fascinated smile, he looked at the stunning beauty lying in his arms with jade fingers peeling a crystal grape. Her soft and boneless body perched in his arms, and her celestial face reminded him of when she first saw her, she sat on a tree with bare feet and looked at him with a smile. Emperor Ai, who was already in his prime, fell in love immediately. He was madly infatuated with this peerless beauty, and regardless of anyone's obstruction, he brought her back to the palace and named her a concubine.

She is willful and arrogant, and I don't know how much trouble she has caused. Emperor Ai wanted to kill her more than once to save her troubles, but I don't know why she couldn't do it. Now that the country is broken and the city is destroyed, the Hugou is about to enter the palace. "Concubine Ai, now there are only you and me left. I will take you on the road first, and then I will come to accompany you—"

Linglong sits on his lap, leisurely putting in the peeled grape, overflowing with juice and incomparably sweet. When the two countries are at war, at the juncture of your death and my death, the royal family is still enjoying themselves. If such a country does not perish, what kind of country will perish? At this moment, I remembered that I was dead. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I don't want to die."

She stood up from Emperor Ai's arms and looked down at this old, incompetent, cowardly man: "I was born so beautiful, could it be that the king of the Hu people didn't feel happy when he saw me? If your majesty wants to die, Even if I go, but Your Majesty takes pity on me, why would you want me to die together?"

Because of her peerless beauty, Emperor Ai couldn't keep her in the world. Since he beat her into the palace, all the treasures of the mountains and seas were all over the world, and he presented them all in front of her, but she took them as treasures, but did not touch them with a single finger. Emperor Ai also thought about the overlord stubbornly bowing, but every time he saw Linglong's face, he couldn't do such a thing anyway. He just wanted to please her in every possible way.

Such beauty should have been sent to the emperor's house, but what kind of emperor is that Hugou? They are lowly poor people, what qualifications do they have to appreciate such a beauty? With a ruthless expression on his face, Emperor Ai grabbed the white silk by his hand: "Concubine Ai, let me give you a ride!"

A madman said she didn't want to die without giving it away. Linglong just picked up a grape, when she saw Emperor Ai striding towards her aggressively, she said helplessly: "Your Majesty, since you are going to die, why don't you die first? The concubine is reluctant to leave you alone, so you die first. , the concubine will follow immediately."

There have been many emperors who perished throughout the ages, but no matter who they are, they have never seen a woman like Linglong. Emperor Ai was stunned, and before he could regain his senses, a sharp arrow came out of the air and penetrated his calf. on the ground!

Although Emperor Ai was not young and pampered, he raised a chubby and plump tonnage, at least two hundred kilograms, but this arrow directly penetrated his elephant's leg, which had to surprise Linglong .

Then she took the crystal grapes that had just been peeled off in half, opened her charming eyes slightly, and walked in at the tall, alien man covered in blood and anger.

He is about two meters tall, extremely burly and strong, his eyes are rare green pupils, his beard is shaggy, and his face is full of scars, but the aura of coming out of the pile of dead people is very terrifying. If I wanted to scream, I had to endure it because of this man's appearance.

Linglong looked at Emperor Ai curiously, and found that he had a glass of poison in his hand. She looked at it eagerly, as if asking: Your Majesty, are you not dead? If you want to die, take advantage of it now!

The tall and terrifying alien man strode in and stepped on Emperor Ai's calf that was nailed to the ground. Linglong heard the cracking sound of bones breaking. Then the tall man came to her side, stared at her with green eyes like a hungry wolf, lowered his head and ate the unpeeled grapes in her hands.

He may have never eaten this precious fruit, so he didn't know that the skin could not be eaten, so he swallowed the skin and pulp, and took advantage of the situation to bite the delicate white and tender fingertips, using canine teeth like a dog. gnaw.

A man on the grassland would grab a woman he likes and take it home, not to mention now that he is the victor, and this woman is his trophy.

She is not afraid at all when she sits in a circle of dead people. This courage alone is thousands of times stronger than other Central Plains women. The man bent down and lifted the light Linglong over his head, and the group of strong alien men who followed him cheered, as if celebrating their king's most beautiful trophy.

Linglong was a little dizzy when she was lifted, especially if the person kept shaking her. She is not a good-natured person. When she slapped the man's face and called it, the man didn't think so. The delicate little hand she raised in Emperor Ai's palace turned red!

Linglong held the palm of her hand and blew in small sips. This stinky man's beard was so hard that hitting her on it really hurt her!

Dragon Girl was very squeamish, she immediately hated the man, even if he was **** and gloomy.

"You are mine, booty."

The man said this, then grabbed her small hand and put it into his mouth to chew, Linglong gasped in shock, feeling that his little hand was licked and sucked by the man's tongue one by one, and when he pulled it out, he was so wet and sick to death ! She was even more angry. After three years in Emperor Ai's harem, the old guy couldn't touch her and took advantage of her. What did this bearded man want? He had so many beards, so ugly, that she didn't like it at all!

She's here for a vacation, not a trophy!

However, after the man licked her little hand, he came to lick her face again, which was almost like a dog. Linglong pushed him and he didn't move. Seeing that he was about to strip her naked on the ground, Linglong finally got really annoyed. She kicked the man and was crazy. She was so smelly and dirty that she dared to rub against her. Getting impatient!

At this moment, the man suddenly stopped moving. He looked back at his subordinates, and seemed to realize that someone else was there, and it was not suitable for this kind of thing, and the ground was cold and hard, so a weak Central Plains woman like her might not be able to bear it.

Linglong was carried by him on his shoulders, and Emperor Ai didn't dare to call when he fell to the ground. Linglong wondered why he was still alive, and everyone else died. Because there were not enough eunuchs, Emperor Ai strangled several of his own. A daughter, he was going to kill her just now, why is he hesitating now that it's his turn?

Could it be that you just want to kill others and live on your own? According to the laws of human society, the emperor who has been killed by the neck will generally continue to live a life of comfort and enjoyment. As for those who died for the country - they are already dead anyway, and now Linglong seriously suspects that Emperor Ai is fighting. the idea.

But she didn't have a chance to prove it, because the man carrying her finally spoke up. Compared with his tall and scary appearance, the man's voice is low and pleasant, but it is completely cold: "Take him down, watch him closely, don't let him die."

"Yes!"

"King! There are many things waiting for you to decide-"

"We'll talk about it later." The man known as the king patted his delicate and soft pink buttocks, and a smile finally appeared on his gloomy face. It could be seen that he was in a good mood at the moment. After all, he had conquered the Central Plains. , from now on he will be the only king in the world. "I want to enjoy this woman first."

The subordinates who followed him to fight the world whistled. The warriors on the grassland were like this. They fell in love with a woman and snatched it away, **** it on the spot, and then became husband and wife. This Central Plains woman is so beautiful, they were stunned when they saw her just now, she is like the goddess who blesses the prairie in legend, with supreme beauty.

Such a beauty, of course, must belong to the king, and can only belong to the king.

Linglong was stunned when he slapped Linglong on the bottom. You must know that she has never dared to disrespect her in the harem of Emperor Ai in the past few years. The great thing is to sit on Emperor Ai's thigh and coax him, let him continue to work for her willingly, and collect treasures to please her. After all, he was a debaucher and a faint-hearted prince, and he did this kind of thing too much. In order to please his last beloved concubine, I heard that he even told the young palace maids and eunuchs to take off their clothes and play games with each other for fun.

Of course, this kind of nasty game Linglong doesn't like to play, and it doesn't look good. The **** lacks something, but it doesn't make any sense.

The man picked her up, looked for a bed like a headless fly, and finally turned into the queen's palace. The empress had already called that idiot Ai Di mad at him. The palace was empty for a long time, but someone kept it clean and tidy. The bed was soft, and Linglong didn't feel any pain when she was thrown on it.

She got up from the bed and sat cross-legged, watching the man take off his clothes with great interest, revealing his tendon.

With such a height, the muscle texture on his body is very beautiful, containing strength, beauty and wildness, just like his green eyes, aggressive like a wolf. Linglong watched as he took off his clothes and approached her, before reaching out to block him: "Don't touch me."

"Are you trying to defend yourself for that trash?" the man asked. "That's just too stupid."

"Do you know how dirty you are?" Linglong asked sincerely.

The dignified Marquis of Yongan, eight feet tall and like a crown of jade, many big girls and little daughters-in-law miss him and admire his majestic posture, but now he is sitting in front of his wife, as well-behaved as a little sheep, stretches out his hand Let her fiddle with her own hands. Linglong is full of creativity. It is not enough to paint Yongan Hou's nails, and he also painted round pig heads on it. She painted triumphantly, and the Hou Yongan couldn't help laughing.

Chu Zhi was on the side, she had been looking forward to it since Lord Hou came in, but he hasn't noticed her until now. Chu Zhi was a little panicked, she had to raise her head, hoping that the Hou Yongan could see her. It's been a long time since I hadn't seen him for a long time, and Lord Hou certainly didn't expect that he would come back. As long as she raised her head, he would definitely see her.

Linglong saw her small movements, but she didn't care. She likes simple and rude, and she likes tortuous euphemisms. People like Chuzhi are like centipedes that are dead but not stiff. Tears, hit the south wall and don't look back, don't play dead a little bit, and never die. What kind of deep love does Yongan Hou have for her, why did she get carried away by love, thinking that Yongan Hou must be her?

The family did not say these four words casually, that is to say, it was because the original owner was such a gentle and stupid woman that Chuzhi and the Hou of Yong'an became the fate of Chuzhi and the daughter of any big family. Chu Zhi was dealt with when she raised this thin horse. The original owner's parents were deeply in love, and they didn't even know the world with her. They thought they were married to a father-like person. How could they know that this was her life reminder.

Linglong doesn't need to think about what the Hou Zhi likes in Yongan. The original owner is cowardly and naive, almost cowardly, she listens to everything like Chuzhi, a big maid, and trusts her very much. Such a woman is just like a dodder flower with no assertiveness and rigidity. How could Marquis of Yongan, who is fighting the world on horseback, see it. superior. Perhaps the original owner's weakness would arouse his short-term pity, but this pity would soon dissipate, and Chu Zhi, who had a unique temperament, delicate and strong, entered his eyes.

Chuzhi is naturally beautiful. She lived a life in the Xiangfu's mansion. She was more nourished than the daughters of ordinary people. Against the background of the original owner, it makes the pearl even more dusty.

But now Linglong is not used to her anymore. It's true that people want clothes and Buddha needs gold clothes. Except for the best beauties, they don't need foreign objects to adorn the hibiscus. These things can make an already beautiful person even more beautiful. However, when all this is deprived, beauty will be greatly reduced. After more than a month, Chuzhi lost the good milk face wash, the special rouge makeup, the delicate jewelry and soft clothes, and also had a problem of inconvenience to walk - the beauty is the most likely to be late, What did she do to make Yongan Hou never forget her?

So it's not that the Marquis of Yongan didn't see her, but he didn't realize that this was his beloved Chuzhi for a while.

He had an affair with Chu Zhi behind his wife's back, and he enjoyed the thrill of this exciting and unethical pleasure. For a man like him, the feeling of being in a relationship with her good sister in the sleeping compartment of his wife is far more exciting than happiness. It was also because of this that Chu Zhi could make him fall in love. Her daring seduction and fiery admiration endeared him to the Hou Yongan. Compared with his wood-like wife, she was naturally more lovable by her delicate beauty.

And now, his wife is even more alive than Chu Zhi - a woman who was taught at home to be prudent and stubborn to maintain a posture on the bed, suddenly became enthusiastic, and treated such a woman as her own. Treating him like he hoped, the excitement went beyond having an affair with Chu Zhi at the beginning.

His wife is the daughter of the Prime Minister, the body of a thousand dollars, the head of the noble daughter, and she walks and walks like a textbook, perfect as a textbook. But such a perfect fake wife suddenly changed one day, like a fairy, could you not like it? He was just fine with this one!

Linglong saw these two people clearly, so she reluctantly played with them. In the next world, if she wants to be more assertive, then this world will have to be full. Although the Marquis of Yongan was rambunctious and clumsy, he couldn't bear to live a good life. In Linglong's place, if he looked good, she would be forgiven.

What's more, now the Hou Yong'an is obedient to her, why did she eat him so quickly? Love can be cultivated. Now it's a bit fishy, ​​and it can be refined well. Eat him... Linglong is always patient before waiting for the food to come in.

Chu Zhi raised her face for a while in a maddening manner. Mingming Hou Ye glanced at him, but why didn't he respond - yes, Hou Ye must be worried about his wife's detection, so he deliberately treated himself Turn a blind eye, wait... as long as a little time, Hou Ye will not ignore her!

While Chu Zhi was racking her brains to find a chance to be alone with the Marquis of Yongan, Linglong suddenly stood up and stretched: "My concubine is tired, and I'm going to take a break. , but Lord Hou just painted his concubine's nails like that, so he punished Lord Hou to wash it off by himself, Chushuang, you are here to serve, no one is allowed to help."

"Yes." Chushuang Chuxue pursed her lips and followed her into the back room, leaving Hou Yongan with a wry smile. He sat down on the seat before, took the water Linglong used to wash the impatiens juice he applied, dipped it in a little white vinegar and wiped it slowly. When he looked up, a magnified woman's face startled him!

Who is this person who is not Chuzhi!

She stared at him mournfully, pear blossoms with rain, this was the favorite gesture of the Marquis of Yong'an, but now Chu Zhi does it, it really can't be called beautiful. Her face was sallow, her eyebrows had become rough and untidy because she had not been repaired for a long time, and her lips were slightly chapped. Most importantly, her complexion was very bad, so bad that Yongan Hou did not recognize it at first glance.

On the face close to him, the uneven skin surface and the slightly raised pimples are so conspicuous, making Yong An Hou unconsciously think of his wife's freshly peeled egg-like delicate face, the water-like skin, he I used to worship and kiss with my heart, and when I got very close, I couldn't see a single pore, and the ice muscles and bones all over my body could not be described in words.

When he didn't see Chu Zhi for a few days, he really missed him, but his wife took it seriously, and he was self-confident, so he didn't want to go down to the lower house to see her. As the days went on, his beloved wife was more beautiful than ever, and after tasting it, he even forgot Chu Zhi into the clouds.

A person who has seen a dragon girl will never despise other girls in the world.

Linglong is just like a human being because she loses her mana due to hunger, and she can live like a duck to water by her own means, not to mention that as long as she gets a little food, she can call the wind and call the rain.

"Master Hou..."

"You, are you Chu Zhi?!" Rao was the Marquis of Yong'an, who had gone through a storm. In just over a month, a beautiful girl had become like this, which surprised him. "How did you—"

How could Chu Zhi not understand the unfinished meaning of his words, and her heart was sour at the moment, she naturally knew how she lived in this mansion without the protection and trust of his wife. It is a pity that she is not grateful to the original owner for this, but resents Linglong for treating her like this, as if the original owner is right to dig her heart out.

Chu Zhi knows that her beauty is not as good as before. The bad environment is secondary, and her own state is very wrong. Ever since she was kicked out from the lady's side, she has been worrying too much, no matter what. She couldn't be happy, and she was afraid that her wife would torture her, and that she was afraid that Lord Hou would forget her.

She knelt down with a thud, her knees that had been left with hidden problems were even more painful, but Chuzhi couldn't care so much. Now she just wanted to ask the Lord for grace, even if she sent herself out of the house to grow up. As for the room, if it takes time for her to have a child, it is not for the sake of happiness. The one who has the last laugh is the winner, she will not lose! "Master Hou, please help Master Hou!"

"What's the matter?" After all, she was a woman she really loved, and the Marquis of Yongan still bent over to help Chu Zhi up. Chu Zhi grabbed his hand, and he realized that her hands were also much older, and the back of her hands even There is also a thin layer of skin flakes, which should be caused by too dryness.

Reminiscent of just holding up a plain hand to paint Kodan, it's really a heaven and an earth.

"I beg the Marquis to let the slaves go out of the mansion! The slaves really can't stay in this mansion! The Marquis promises the slaves a favor, and the slaves are grateful to the Marquis for a lifetime!" Chu Zhi cried, but this time there was no more Then I see the beauty of still pity. "If you stay in the Hou Mansion, Madam will kill the slaves!"

"What did you say?" Yong An Hou was taken aback. "What does this have to do with Mrs.?"

"The madam found out about the slave maid and the marquis, so she humiliated the maid in every possible way. The slave maid has been unable to sleep day and night for more than a month, and she is always afraid that she will die here in the next moment. , Lord Hou, please save the slaves and servants! For the sake of the slaves and servants who are infatuated with you—"