There's a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter 142



Chapter 142

13th dragon scale (11)

Yuan Yi's gradual reduction in the number of meetings with Linglong was premeditated. He didn't want to be the black and thin mad dog at the bottom of her heart, let alone let her see him and forget that he had been trampled on. Seeing less, there is a sense of freshness, so Linglong looks at Yuan Yi in surprise after finishing talking with Zhou Ge: "you seem to be a little higher!"

She stretched out her hand and compared it up and down. She was not so high and stronger when she saw it on the Lantern Festival. Her face had completely faded from childishness and became firm and profound. Linglong thinks that human beings grow really fast. From infants to children, from teenagers to youth, from middle age to old age, the speed of their growth and aging is beyond her comprehension. It seems that they pass away with a flick of their fingers, and nothing will be left after that.

Yuan Yi looked at her gently, "not only is it high." As long as he thought that he would be honest with her one day in the future, he paid great attention to his appearance and always wanted to be more decent. Yuan Yi didn't know much about his appearance, mainly because he was not interested in women in his previous life. Although the Empress Dowager wanted to control him and found him some women, no one could do what he didn't want to do.

Now he likes exquisite and natural.

At first, I wanted to kill her. I used countless torture methods to make her life worse than death, but gradually my feeling changed. The biggest difference between Yuan Yi and Linglong is that he is too depressed and forbearing. Therefore, he will be so crazy in the later stage when he is in power. He needs blood to calm himself. Linglong is always free.

She is not bound by the environment, not affected by feelings, brilliant and full of color.

That is what Yuan Yi, who once struggled in the cold palace and shrank in the leaking corner to bite a mouse and tried his best to live, yearned most and most in his subconscious mind. But he knew that no one in the world could live like this.

At first, he even thought Linglong was just a spoiled and arrogant woman without a brain. He simulated countless scenes of happily killing her in his mind. In that case, the warm blood in her body must make him feel happy and relieved.

When did it change slowly? Yuan Yi doesn't remember. To be fair, Linglong was really not gentle with him, or she was not gentle with anyone, but the people who met her followed the devil and let her drive them to listen to her orders. She simply wanted to dig out her heart and give it to her. If she didn't feel good, she didn't want it.

Others Yuan Yi doesn't know, but his desire for the opposite sex is caused by Linglong and only works for her. Later, he thought that she just became a woman. If he could meet her, no matter what she looked like, he would chase her like light.

Yuan Yi will never forget the fourth year of his rebirth. At that time, the former Emperor was still alive. It was inappropriate for him to live in Linglong's side hall as an unnamed prince, but Linglong said yes, no one dared to say no. Linglong doesn't like raising children or pets, because many times she even forgets the existence of Yuan Yi. He has grown so fast that she almost has to ask him who he is.

When he entered the main hall, the palace people were pushed back for some reason. There was no one around him, and naturally no one stopped him. Yuan Yi went in, put down the curtain on the bed, gently rubbed, slowly twisted, wiped and picked again, and then stretched out a small snow-white foot from inside.

It was the sweaty foot that made Yuan Yi, who had lived for more than 30 years, suddenly have an impulse. After that, he always dreamed. Sometimes dream of the past life, sometimes dream of the present, and sometimes dream of the future.

In the future, he will be the emperor. He will hold Linglong in his arms at will and possess her irresistibly. When he woke up, Yuan Yi smiled. He looked at his body. He didn't use the extreme. He couldn't do anything. He was manipulated like a puppet.

Probably at that time, a seed was planted at the bottom of my heart, and gradually sprouted and grew up, towering and unparalleled. Yuan Yi no longer needs blood and killing because he has found a new target. Linglong is the medicine that can soothe him.

Even if it's □□.

After becoming emperor, he deliberately seldom looked at her. Anyway, he knew that Linglong didn't feel lonely without him. Maybe she would be happier if no one bothered her. Yuan Yi is eager to become more handsome and tall, because after so many years, he may also know her. She likes good-looking people, so she despised him when she just took him out of the cold palace. After all, he was very ugly and had a bad temper at that time.

No matter why she appears or who she is, Yuan Yi is not afraid. If she is a monster, that's good. A monster is not human, so she won't be bound.

Without being bound, the more likely you are to accept him.

Yuan Yi thought that the time was almost up, but he needed an opportunity to get closer to Linglong.

Old Zhou Ge went back to his house with an uneasy mood. He didn't sleep well all night. When he got up in the morning, he didn't have much hair left. Now he was shiny and didn't need a comb. The old man was afraid that what he guessed was true and thought it was absurd, but then he thought about how well the two matched. One had no concubine around, and the other was lonely in the deep palace. It was like a widow to a widower, burning firewood and fire, and reason?!

He is old now. Yuan Yi exempted his early days, but the old man can't sleep. Sitting in the chair, he thought left and right. He felt that this would not work, but he had been dealing with Linglong Yuanyi for so many years and had a good understanding of their characters. Even if the old man broke his head in the Jinluan hall, people might not be able to do what he wanted.


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